Looking at his mother who was a little embarrassed, Kevin was still a little uncomfortable with the way the family members got along here, so he could only shrug: "I heard that people from the bank have been here, so do we have to move?"

Daisy was a little worried at first, but she felt a little better after hearing what he said, but she was still a little nervous. She didn't take off her apron, so she sat down opposite him stiffly:

"Moving, no, it won't happen. Jonathan applied for a transfer and went to Seattle. The newspaper office has prepared a place for him..."

Taking a sip of milk, Kevin was a little curious: "So he got promoted? Congratulations...then what else is going on?"

Daisy coyly said, a blush on her cheeks: "Well... would you mind changing your last name?"

With great willpower, Kevin caught the milk cup that fell off due to sluggishness before it came off the edge of his hand and almost flipped over, spilling hot milk on his pants.

But the expression that was too nervous and out of control was a little distorted: "Walter... don't tell me that you have found a stepfather for me! It hasn't even been a week!"

The suspicious blush on Daisy's face immediately turned into an angry blush: "You brat! Who do you think I am? I want you to change it to my last name! Mine!"

Looking for another one in less than a week...do I look that stupid?"

The reason why she said it was stupid is because in American legal cases, if you remarry quickly after divorce, the other party to the divorce can apply to redetermine the marital relationship and property of both parties, unless the remarried partner is in court before the divorce.

I have testified that it was because I was pursuing a new marriage with him that the other party wanted a divorce.

But this is not the reason for Daisy and Jonathan, but because of the breakdown of their relationship. If she remarries now, she will probably have nothing after Jonathan's application, including the right to visit Kevin.

Kevin drank all the milk in one gulp and licked his lips: "You look far from stupid, but very close to silly.

(He ignored Daisy’s angry and dull eyes)

So what’s your last name? The former Mrs. Mitnick? Is there any special meaning behind my changing my last name?”

Daisy breathed out heavily, took off her entire apron as if to vent, and slapped it hard on the chair next to her. The short-sleeved T-shirt of the same origin as Kevin outlined the exaggerated headlights:

"Today I am going to the civil affairs department to update my personal information and change Mitnick to Covingston, so I want to ask which one you think is better.

You are fifteen years old, and Jonathan and I no longer have custody of you. I am very happy and grateful that you will choose to live with me. I just think...Kevin Covingston might sound better?"

Kevin nodded. The state's law stipulates that a fourteen-year-old child can choose to live with his father or mother when his parents divorce, or to live independently and have a lawyer sent by the court to provide simple care. Usually, this care is limited to paying living expenses and bail every week.

My predecessor decisively chose my mother, who was thirty years old and still has a graceful figure and a proud figure, and gave up my father, a middle-aged fat man who was half bald and weighed 200 pounds.

It's no wonder that since Kevin is known as Sheldon's number one pitcher, he naturally practices at home, and the one who practices with him is Daisy. Jonathan wouldn't be in that shape if he did exercises.

As for the surname, Kevin, who has changed his soul, will naturally not be so entangled: "Whatever you want, this is the first time I know that my mother's surname is Covingston. It sounds like a family with a history."

Hearing that Kevin didn't care, Daisy's face was complicated. She didn't know whether she was happy or confused:

"Then it's settled, you have to go with me this afternoon."

Kevin nodded: "I happened to have to go to the hospital in the morning for a physical examination. My ankle was bruised. I was awakened by a nightmare in the morning and jumped out of bed and kicked the floor."

Daisy was stunned for a moment, then became nervous: "Ankle bone? Okay, I'll call Hank right now. He is the best orthopedic specialist around here."

She has always felt that Kevin is talented and can become a sports star in the future. If that is the case, ankle injuries will be a big problem. Almost one-third of sports stars who retire due to injuries have broken ankles. In addition,

Two thirds are the knees and waist.

So she hurriedly stuffed the sandwich in a few mouthfuls: "Don't move yet."

He turned around and took out a medical bag from the glove cabinet, ripped open the package, and turned to Kevin with a roll of self-adhesive bandages: "Lift your leg and let me see."

Kevin held up his thighs with both hands, straightened his calves and placed them on the stool that Daisy pulled over casually. He wanted to use one hand, but his body was a bit too weak and he couldn't exert his strength.

In fact, he just had a sprain, and it was not serious. As a martial artist who could once travel through the void, he could tell what was going on without even looking at this injury, just by feeling: However, there is a kind of seriousness called mother's opinion that it is very serious.

Daisy is a professional surgeon with rich experience. She stretched out her hand and pinched it a few times and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, no bones should be injured, but I'd better take an X-ray to see the ligaments and synovial membrane."

Kevin scratched his head boredly: "I just want to go to the hospital to get a certificate, and then rest at home for a few days. I haven't slept well these days. I need to make some adjustments and make a fitness plan. I'm too weak."

Already."

Daisy fixed him with a bandage carefully: "Do you want to rest for a while? You will have summer vacation in one month. I can talk to your teacher, as long as you don't go too far in the exams next semester."

Kevin blinked and thought carefully for a while: "That's a good idea, but I might have to do something. Fitness is very expensive."

Carefully smoothing the self-adhesive bandage, Daisy stood up and looked at her son with extremely serious eyes: "Dear, what plans have you made to do odd jobs? Do you want to decorate a fitness club?

(Speaking and patting Kevin's feet lightly)

Put on your shoes and wait for me in the car. I'll change clothes and then we'll set off."

It seems she is not impressed by Kevin's fitness plan.

He carefully turned to the garage. Although he had a vague impression of it, he was still so ugly that he almost cried because of the so-called off-road car.

Except for the wheels, everything else is square. Even the steering wheel is rectangular. Fortunately, there are slightly arcs on the left and right sides. The whole car looks like a cardboard work from a kindergarten class, with rivets welded at the seams.

The traces of the car are not covered up at all, but what is visible to the naked eye is that the car is absolutely solid.
Chapter completed!