Rebirth of America: The American Drama System

The Jackson family.

"You told me, and you forgot?"

Facing Karen's strange look, Owen explained calmly.

"Hmm? Is there any?"

Karen frowned and thought about it, but she couldn't remember it, and she wasn't stupid. How could she tell outsiders such a secret? She couldn't help but stare at Owen in confusion.

"certainly."

Owen smiled affirmatively and said, "How would I know otherwise? It seems that you have been practicing singing too hard, and your singing has become confusing, and your memory has been fragmented. Otherwise, you are here today, right?"

"don't want!"

How could Karen resist Owen's retreat and advance? She quickly grabbed Owen and said with an apologetic smile: "I remembered, it was indeed me who told you."

At this moment, not to mention that she was confused and didn't know if she told Owen. Even if she knew that Owen was lying, she would not worry about it anymore. Happy singing practice was the most important thing.

What's more, she is really devoted to singing practice. Under Owen's guidance, she has moved closer to a soul singer. At that moment, it is normal for her to be distracted and forget everything.

"Really remember?"

Owen raised his eyebrows.

"I really remember it."

Karen giggled and said, "Let's continue practicing singing."

"Don't you want to go up and have a look?"

Owen quipped.

"Need not."

Karen straightened the instrument, fiddled with the strings a few times, tried the sound, and said nonchalantly: "My mother has been very miserable these years, and it's time to find happiness again. Originally, I was worried that my mother would not be able to go out and meet the right person." Man, I didn’t expect that someone would come to my door. Isn’t that great?”

"ah!!!"

Another scream like a slaughtering pig came, as if in response to Karen's words.

"It's really good..."

Owen twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded seriously.

At night.

"Owen, this is my slow-roasted Bavarian pork chop, bacon braised kale, Bavarian potato salad, and apple salad dressing. I don't know if you like it."

After an afternoon of hard work, Sheila made a big meal with a smile on her face and served it to Karen and Owen.

"That's great, thank you."

Owen politely complimented, but his eyes were the same as Karen's, and he placed it on the other side of the dining table, where a dinner plate was already placed.

Karen winked at Owen repeatedly and looked pleading, but was ignored by Owen. She knew this was a very important meal for Sheila and didn't want to disturb him at all, but she couldn't resist Owen's desire to watch the joke up close.

at this time.

Putting on Eddie's clothes, Frank Gallagher looked like a human and a dog. He was hunched over and his legs were widely spread. He didn't dare to bring them together even slightly. In an extremely weird posture, he slowly limped away. Walked downstairs.

After he came downstairs, he moved straight towards the door, obviously wanting to leave immediately, but inadvertently, he saw the three Owens staring at him with different expressions.

"Hi!"

Frank felt a little embarrassed and waved hello.

"Hi!"

Only Owen replied with a half-smile.

At this moment, Silla showed the shrewdness of a housewife. She quickly and quietly took out a bottle of beer and a wine glass from the kitchen, filled a full glass, and placed it on the table.

Frank's eyes suddenly straightened. He was a real drunkard. He could do anything with alcohol. Basically all his money was used to buy alcohol, but it wasn't enough. He always sat in the bar from the time it opened until it closed. He would steal whenever he had the opportunity. Drinking wine, where have I ever seen a woman prepare wine for him affectionately?

"Fight."

Frank secretly gritted his teeth, limped over, grabbed the wine glass, and saw Sheila gently put a cushion on the chair, let him sit down after being severely injured, and once again introduced some of tonight's staple food , and thoughtfully prepared two painkillers...

"Thanks."

Frank smiled reluctantly, took the painkiller, put it in his mouth, drank the beer, and then lowered his head. Under Sheila's tender eyes, he began to enjoy the sumptuous dinner without saying a word.

after dinner.

While Sheila went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, Frank, who had regained his composure, looked at the pure and beautiful Karen, then at Owen, and frowned involuntarily.

"So, Karen, are you classmates?"

"kindness."

Karen had a good impression of Frank who was willing to accept Sheila's torture. Hearing this, he responded with a sweet smile: "Owen is a well-known top student in our school. He came to help me with my homework."

"Really~"

Frank smiled lightly.

"Karen baby, help me get the new detergent. It's in the shopping bag."

At this time, Sheila in the kitchen shouted.

"Okay, Mom."

Karen responded and went over. When he bent down to pick up something, Frank's eyes immediately straightened. Men are all dedicated, and they all like young and beautiful girls from eighteen to eighty, and Frank, an alcoholic, is no exception.

A woman's sixth sense made Karen aware of Frank's burning gaze, but she had no intention of avoiding it. She even turned around and gave Frank a seductive look.

"The name of K watch is really not a secret."

Owen shook his head secretly in his mind: "But it's okay. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great vow before, 'Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha.' Today, I follow the example of the sages and wish to use my stinky skin to save all the scumbags in the world. If you continue to be a scumbag, you will never become an immortal!"

"Ahem."

After Karen entered the kitchen, Frank finally came to his senses. He approached Owen with difficulty, lowered his voice and said threateningly: "Hey, kid, listen, I don't care what your relationship is with Karen..."

Boom, boom, boom!

Before Frank could finish his words, he was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door, and Lip's anxious voice came from outside the door: "Karen, is Frank here? I have something urgent to see him!"

"It's really useless."

Frank frowned and muttered: "What's the emergency?"

Karen ran from the kitchen and opened the door: "Frank is here."

When Lip walked in, he was first stunned by Frank's doggy appearance, and then saw Owen sitting there carefree. He couldn't help but glance at Karen, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"What's the emergency?"

Frank had just suffered a serious injury and was unable to move. He sat there and looked at Lip displeased.

"Come home with me quickly and we'll talk about it later."

Lip put away his sadness and spoke urgently. Seeing that Frank was unmoved, he immediately reminded loudly: "Frank! It's about Aunt Ginger..."

"kindness?"

Frank was shocked, his eyes narrowed, and his years of experience calmed him down instantly. As he stood up, he pretended to complain and said: "What can happen to her? Forget it, let's go back and take a look first. Goodbye, Sheila." "

"Goodbye, Frank."

Silla looked reluctant.

Owen looked at Lip helping Frank to leave with a thoughtful expression...