Mo Mengchen didn't expect that he would almost fall asleep because the game was too boring. The person who saved him from the water and fire was Hill.

Because his skills were too tough, the flowers and plants in the garden were cut in a mess by him. Tamia couldn't stand it anymore and gave him some work to go out for a walk.

Hill didn't want to go out alone, so he called Mo Mengchen to go with him.

Mo Mengchen loved him so much that he had to bring people with him in the bathroom.

Hill was driving, Mo Mengchen sat in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery outside through the window. At first glance, there was nothing good to look at. On Thanksgiving Day, there were not many people wandering outside.

After all, 95% of Detroit's population is black, and black people are particularly passionate about Turkey Festival, and the whole city is immersed in the festival.

"I was thinking, maybe the scissors at my house are too bad," Hill said. "It should be a new one."

Why didn't he think the basket was too old when he couldn't make three-pointers? What a great excuse.

Mo Mengchen hummed, too lazy to pay attention to him.

The two were wandering on the street, passing by a turkey market, and if they remembered what happened two years ago.

Two years ago, they celebrated Thanksgiving at Galiton Apartment. Because of the quality of the turkey, they went out to buy fresh and high-quality turkeys in person, and then had all kinds of surprises with a female fan who was crazy about Momonchen.

"What happened to that female fan later?" Hill asked.

Mo Mengchen asked back: "Why do you think I know?"

He really didn't know about this. Although the female fan looked like a fool, her popularity was limited. After all, it was a wealthy family who could afford the front seats and could not love him alone.

After walking around, Hill got everything Tamia had assigned him and was about to go home.

"Instead of going home now, it's better to think about how to propose tonight."

Mo Mengchen didn't want to go back because he had just escaped from Old Hill's claws and could not fall into the trap so quickly. As long as they waited until the sun sets, they could go back.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon, so stay for another two hours.

His question made Hill wonder: "Do you have to think about proposing? Not everyone is the same?"

"Do you want to have an ordinary marriage proposal? Don't you want to wait many years later and still be able to lift your lips when you think of what happened today?" In order to deceive Hill and stay outside, Mo Mengchen couldn't help but talk nonsense.

"You, who dare not even propose, actually acted very experienced in front of me?" Hill stared at him like a cockfighting fighter.

Mo Mengchen asked back, "Then I'm very surprised, why do you suddenly think about getting married without any signs? What handle do you have to fall into Tamia's hands?"

handle..

Hill's face was about to be pissed off: "Why do you think marriage is so sinful?"

"Ok, I'll say it another way." Mo Mengchen also thought that word was inappropriate. He thought for a while and said, "What is the opportunity to cause this? Don't tell me that it's just your whim. You have to know that this is a lifelong thing."

He didn't believe that Hill was the kind of person who would make decisions when his brain was hot, so there must be some reason.

"Tamiya is pregnant," Hill said—

"I am pregnant."

In Hill's kitchen, Tamia and Ephraim talked about it.

Tamia was very close to Ephraim and often met, but Ephraim never knew about her marriage. Until today, she learned that Hill would propose soon.

Although Hill did not disclose any information to Tamia, Tamia knew this man too well.

This has been inevitable since the moment she became pregnant.

Their feelings have reached their peak and there is no room for upward unless they wear a ring symbolizing eternity for each other's ring finger.

"It was an accident, but I think it was a good thing." Tamia said in annoyance. "Grant is a very, very difficult person to make up his mind. This matter can make him make up his mind."

Ephraim vaguely remembered that Momonchen had used similar words to hack Hill.

"Grant Hill? Relying on him? Haha, I have never seen a more, more indecisive guy than him!" That's about it.

Ephraim didn’t know, would this kind of marriage be really happy?

"Actually, I have…" Ephraim remembered his own affairs, "I have similar troubles, don't avoid this matter all the time."

Tamia put her hands on her shoulders: "Then you have to take the initiative, you have to know that men are like turkeys, you have to roast them!"

Ephraim asked, “What should I do?”

"Are you stupid?" Tamia pointed to her belly, "A ready-made example is placed in front of you. If he doesn't want to choose, you will leave him alone."

Ephraim believed that Tamia's approach was effective, and if she was indeed pregnant, she believed that Momonchen would take responsibility.

His sense of responsibility is obvious to all, but Ephraim does not want to use such a thing to trap Momon's dust.

"Maybe, maybe this is a solution." Ephraim hasn't decided yet.

"So you were forced to get married?"

Mo Mengchen was shocked when he heard about this.

"No, this result gave me a relief," Hill said. "I never knew if I was ready. When I heard that Tamia was pregnant, I knew I was ready and I was not very good at making such a big decision. This thing pushed my decision and I was glad I made it."

Mo Mengchen was speechless, and he began to assume what he would do if Ephraim was pregnant too.

It seems that there is no choice, but will he be as straightforward as Hill?

He didn't know because it didn't happen.

Does he also need an accident like Hill to promote this? Mo Mengchen shook his head fiercely. The more he thought about this, the more he would bring back some bad memories.

In his previous life, he did not handle his married life well. Although the situation did not worsen so much that he needed a divorce to resolve the conflict, his life did have earth-shaking changes.

"I am the same as you, I can't decide." Mo Mengchen said.

"It's so funny. I thought you wouldn't hesitate when you encounter such a thing." Hill laughed.

Mo Mengchen hummed, "Everyone has something difficult to decide."

"I don't know what you are afraid of. No matter what, I have never seen you afraid of." Hill started the car and prepared to go home.

When they returned home, it was already 5:30 in the afternoon. Old Hill was not in the living room, and Mo Mengchen felt relieved.

Mo Mengchen took the initiative to go to the kitchen to help. At first Tamia thought Mo Mengchen was a waste family man like Hill who was irrelevant with housework. When Mo Mengchen started working, especially when his performance in the kitchen exceeded two women, Tamia was stunned.

Ephraim looked like "I've been used to it long ago."

Tamia stomped her feet and gave Ephraim several colors. The meaning was nothing more than: Sisters, you must take this man!

"Ladies, cook on this heat for an hour and a half before it can be out of the pot." Mo Mengchen finished putting the turkey and decided to do other things.

Momonchen surprised Tamia more and more.

I won’t talk about the things on the court; she sang a song with Mo Mengchen on his second album last year, which became popular. I heard that he worked as a doctor in the hospital, and according to Hill, he was extremely skilled in medicine; now he actually ruled the kitchen like a chef in a three-star restaurant.

"Mo, why did you snatch the lady's job?" Hill asked with a smile.

Tamia gave him a blank look.

"I still have a smile on my face? Look at me!"

Hill didn't read out what profound meaning contained in Tamia's eyes.

"Grant, when Tamia gets bigger, are you still expecting her to make dinner for you?"

Since Devil Mountain is looking for death, how could Dor.mo give him a way out? He said something on the spot.

"Isn't it just a few dishes? I can do it!" Hill boasted confidently. "I remember when I was in my dormitory at Duke University, I killed all the beef sandwiches in the dormitory in an invincible way..."

Tamia couldn't help but push Hill out: "Dear, have the garden cleaned up? Please give them a haircut for a while!"

"What hairstyle? I'm cutting!"

"All the same! They are the same!"

Hill felt that his face was damaged, but Mo Mengchen had already regarded his kitchen as his home court. Without his share of his words, he could only turn around and leave indignantly.

"Then I'll go to another place to see, Ephraim, you'll help Mo here." Tamia also took the opportunity to escape.

In the evening, Lewis left after finishing work, and he had to go home for Thanksgiving.

Mo Mengchen cooked himself and served the delicious dishes one by one. Although he was at home, he felt like he was in a five-star restaurant.

Hill tidied up his clothes in front of the mirror and took out the diamond ring that had been prepared from the drawer. This was an extremely important moment in his life, and he didn't want to mess it up.

Mo Mengchen said he needed to prepare well so as not to be rejected by Tamia.

He really didn't know if this guy's mouth could say something beautiful one day. Who would have a badass before he even started to say such a beautiful thing?

He didn't care about any scene or any special preparation. In his opinion, this kind of ritual that most people can only perform once in their lifetime, no matter how ordinary it seems, is a unique memory.

Just as Dor.mo said, many years later, the corners of his mouth would rise upwards when he thinks of today.

He got up and walked out of the room, carrying a diamond ring.

When Hill proposed, his parents were present, and Momonchen and Orrenna also witnessed it. His proposal was very simple and ordinary. Tamia, who had expected it, couldn't wait to agree after he finished speaking.

This really seemed like a pretty ordinary moment, when the unmarried couple looked at each other, Old Hill ruined the atmosphere: "Since it's over, how about let's start having a Thanksgiving dinner?"

That night, Old Hill repeatedly praised Tamia for her outstanding cooking skills. He praised Tamia so embarrassed that she said that this was Mo Mengchen's craftsmanship.

Mo Mengchen thought while eating dinner.

This is nothing great. If even a fool like Hill has the confidence to welcome a new life, what should he hesitate about?
Chapter completed!