Amos went to the shooting gallery.
When he arrived, Nelson was already waiting there.
Before Amos could say anything, the referee next to him had already started to make notes.
"He's punctual in spite of his injury. According to the marking rubric, he should be given credit for that."
Although the referee was taken aback by the strange marking rubric that had been provided by Amos, he still tried his best to perform the evaluation based on it.
Amos no longer paid attention to him and he walked straight towards Nelson.
Nelson, who was originally sitting on a bench, got up and greeted Amos, "Mr. Granger, good afternoon. May I know how the match will be conducted?"
The referee continued to assess Nelson and said, "He's polite and respects his elders, so points should be given to him."
Amos cast a cold glare at the referee.
The referee instantly shut up and began to make notes with his head down.
Amos then opened his mouth and said, "You can set the rules since you're injured!"
Nelson pursed his lips and said, "Then, we can just follow the procedures of a normal shooting competition!"
Amos agreed with him, "Sure!"
Then, the referee ordered some people to bring over the equipment.
"Let's start shooting simultaneously. Whoever has the highest score wins!"
Nelson nodded, and then the two of them picked up their guns to start the competition. They only stopped shooting when the referee sounded a whistle.
The referee immediately walked towards the stationary targets to count the marks.
Before the result came out, Nelson's body wobbled for a while and he almost crumpled to the ground.
Amos furrowed his brow and saw that Nelson was supporting his back with his hand. It was likely that the recoil of the gun had exerted too much force on his body, aggravating his injury.
Just as he was about to ask someone to send him back to the hospital, he heard Naomi's voice.
She yelled, "Nelson!"
Seeing Naomi running in from outside, Amos was astonished. Eudora was following behind her as she panted heavily.
Amos quickly stepped forward and held Eudora.
Eudora said while catching her breath, "I...I..."
"No rush, take a rest first!"
Amos frowned and looked at Naomi with a hint of disapproval in his eyes.
"If she wants to come here, just let her be. Why are you chasing after her? You should take care of your own body."
Although Eudora was still quite healthy at the moment, she had gone through some dangerous situations years ago, and there were some mild problems in her body since then.
Especially in recent years, the symptoms were becoming more obvious and serious as she grew older.
Usually, if it was a windy or rainy day, or she was too tired, she would always feel some minor pain in her body.
Currently, Amos basically no longer worried too much about Eudora, but it was inevitable that he would feel uncomfortable when he saw his precious wife look so weary due to their own
child.
Eudora shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm fine."
Naomi helped Nelson to stand up. She immediately asked, "Are you alright?"
Nelson replied, "I'm fine. Mr. Granger and I were just having a match. Why are you here?"
Naomi pursed her lips. The referee also came over with the results of their match.
"Mr. Granger gets 50 points whereas Mr. Luther gets 47 points. Mr. Granger is the winner!"
Nelson turned to Amos and said with a smile, "Mr Granger, congratulations!"
Amos gave a murmur of assent and turned to face Naomi.
"Send him back to the hospital! Then, come back and apologize to your mother."
After that, he bent down and carried Eudora as he walked out of the shooting gallery.
Nelson hurriedly said, "Mr. Granger..."
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