The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1228 The Farm of Justice (Seventeen)

"Clark and I are not ordinary people, and Bruce is Batman. We have exchanged secrets, right?"

Diana fell from mid-air, blinked and said with a smile, but Bruce turned and walked back while shaking his head and said, "It's not fair, you are not ordinary people, this is obvious common sense."

Diana quickly chased after him, and said a little unconvinced: "It's because Clark didn't pretend well..."

"Do you think you're disguised well?" Bruce turned his head to look at her, and then his eyes fell on her wrist. Diana was wearing a sports sweater with long sleeves, but there was still a metallic luster under the sleeves.

Diana followed his gaze and looked at her wrist. She stretched out her hand and rolled up her sleeves, revealing the two gorgeous metal bracelets on her arm. She curled her lips and said, "I just like wearing our ethnic jewelry, Can't you?"

"Of course, it would be even better if the gems on it wouldn't change color."

Diana choked for a moment, but then became even more unconvinced. She quickly chased after Bruce and said, "It's no secret that you are Batman. Batman's exposed chin is exactly the same as yours!"

"It was Clark who wrote the hot report, not you. It's really a timeless hero, and you have become famous."

Clark rushed forward and grabbed Diana's raised fist. The long-haired princess snorted coldly, and put her black hair behind her ears.

But then, she began to study her bracelet again. While looking at the bracelet, she said with some doubts: "Will the gemstone on this change color? What color was it originally?... I have worn it for at least 100 years, Why didn't you find out?"

Clark covered his eyes. He walked beside Diana, shook his head and said, "Haven't you found out that he is cheating on you?"

Diana opened her eyes wide, and said with some doubts: "But I told you all that I can fly, and the answers have been announced, so he said that he had guessed it a long time ago. What's the point?"

"It doesn't make any sense, but that's the kind of person he is." Clark lowered his voice and said, "He's a mental patient, so don't be serious with him."

"You can speak louder, really." Bruce's voice came from the front.

Clark quickened his pace, walked up to Bruce, and pulled his arm with a smile. Diana rolled her eyes behind her and spread her hands.

The three of them quickly returned to the farm hut. When they returned, most of the sowers had already left. Clark rushed into the garage briskly, only to find that all four tractors had disappeared.

Clark turned his head and saw Jonathan walking in, followed by a fat middle-aged man with curly hair. Clark was a little surprised and said, "Uncle Trager, why are you here?"

Jonathan sighed deeply and said, "It's all my fault. I didn't check the old tractors before planting to see if they could still be used. Now it's all right. Two of the four tractors broke down."

"I'm so sorry, Clark, I was going to leave one for you so that you can plant a piece of land by yourself, but now there are two sowers who haven't been allocated tractors, so I can only call your Uncle Trager, see Let's see if we can fix those two old guys and make do with it."

Jonathan's two eyebrows were originally drooping downwards, looking very kind-hearted, but now they are completely furrowed, and he can't help complaining: "These two years are really a bit unlucky, last year caught up with ten years ago Largest outbreak of anthrax, great loss of pasture."

"This year, the temperature rise was slow, and the planting season was postponed infinitely, and the time was short. The old tractors that hadn't broken down for many years, just broke down this year."

Clark knew that his father often had some artistic and philosophical thinking, and was also a somewhat pessimistic person, so he hurried forward to hug Jonathan and comfort him.

Bruce stepped forward and asked, "The tractor is broken? Where is it broken? Maybe it can be repaired."

Clark's eyes suddenly burst into light, and he looked at Bruce hopefully.

However, Tregg, who was standing behind Jonathan, clicked his lips and said, "It's not me, Kent, you don't have money, why do you have to guard those two antiques? We all know that the most important thing in the agricultural area is Practical value, no matter how commemorative it may be, must be discarded."

Jonathan pursed his lips sadly, and Treger continued to persuade: "Of course, of course, I know that it was left by old Kent. When you were a child, you used those two tractors to have fun in the field. It was you and your father. and your brother's memories, but they are too old to be restored."

Seeing his father's sad expression, Clark took Bruce to the garage behind him. Bruce shook his head slightly after seeing the two tractors.

Even non-professionals can tell that these two machines are too old, not to mention whether there is any need for repairs, even if they are repaired with great effort, they will definitely break down again in a few days.

At this time, Martha, who was still wearing an apron, came out from the back of the yard. She came to Jonathan's side and said a little reproachfully!
"Nobody here is going to take your memories away! No one's going to pull them to the factory to be scrapped, you can watch them grow old here, as long as you can get a tractor that can do the job, why don't we go How about a new one?"

Martha walked up to Jonathan, held his face and said, "Honey, wake up quickly, because our harvest was not good last year, we must work harder this year to make up for last year's loss!"

Jonathan sighed deeply and said: "Of course I know that I can buy a new one, but last year we suffered too much loss and we didn't have much liquidity. When we bought seeds this year, we were optimistic about the new high-quality varieties, and the budget was exceeded. , where do we get the money to buy a new tractor?"

"Hey! Dad! Did you forget about me?" Clark immediately stepped forward and waved his hand, saying, "Some time ago, the report I wrote was very popular, and I made a lot of money. I paid off all the tuition loans, and the remaining It’s a lot.”

"God, listen, Jonathan, what the hell is our son talking about? He wants to use his money to buy a tractor for the family?? Does this stupid kid think he's grown up?! Stop irritating your father He's sad enough." Martha said exaggeratedly, but she just didn't want Clark to spend money.

Clark sighed helplessly. He had no choice but to look at Treger, and said, "It's spring plowing recently, and there should be agricultural machinery trading markets in major cities in Kansas. Where is the nearest large market? My friend and I Let’s go around, if you’re lucky, a new tractor will arrive tomorrow.”

Treger stepped forward and patted Clark on the arm and said, "Every small-town boy has that day when you use your own money to buy new farm machinery for your family's farm, which means, you really are. grown up."

"There are small towns near Kent Farm, all of which sell tractor accessories, and there are no decent machines, but I heard that there is an exposition held by major tractor companies in Kansas City, where there are the latest models. Buying a new machine, always buying second-hand is not an option.”

When Clark pulled Bruce and Diana out, Jonathan shouted from behind: "No! Clark, don't listen to him! Second-hand tractors are fine, new tractors are too expensive, and they may not be reliable... Mainly because they are too expensive Yes! You still have to pay rent in the Metropolis!"

Clark walked out of the garage without looking back. He said helplessly, "My dad is a person who thinks two cents are too expensive. I'm happy to listen to my parents' opinions except on this point."

Diana smiled, and said empathetically, "It's not that they are narrow-minded, and it's not that they don't have money. They just hope that every penny can be spent wisely. My mother is the same."

"The responsibilities they bear are too heavy, and they have to be responsible to everyone in this family or this country, so they have to be careful and make the most of every penny."

Clark stood by the wall and pondered for a while, then said, "Kansas City is still quite far from here, and it shouldn't be too late to go there by car."

After finishing speaking, he and Diana looked at each other, and then set their eyes on Bruce at the same time.

Bruce looked at the two of them and said, "You don't want me to choose one of you and fly over with me?"

"Don't be stupid, Bruce." Clark approached Bruce slowly, then quickly hugged his waist with his eyes, and flew up with him, and said with a smile: "You don't have a choice, let a It's impolite for a lady to carry something so heavy."

Facts have proved that the flying ability that humans dream of is indeed very convenient. Clark and Diana can fly much faster than airplanes, and because of the biological force field, Bruce does not feel the cold wind or weightlessness. The flying experience is quite comfortable, even Stronger than ordinary planes.

They landed on a back road outside Kansas City, which is so sparsely populated that no one would notice.

After walking for a few more minutes, I finally came to the city. The Agricultural Week attaches great importance to various matters related to agriculture. As soon as I entered the venue, I saw a big welcome banner and various street signs, indicating that this Where will the farm machinery event be held?

Clark reached out and stopped a car driven by a local. As soon as he heard that they were here to buy a tractor, the local driver stepped on the gas pedal and sent them to the gate of the expo in 2 minutes.

The exposition was being held at the Kansas City Convention and Exhibition Center, and when they walked into the spacious gate of the convention and exhibition center, the three of them were stunned by the scene inside.

Countless mechanical behemoths lie in the wide hall of the venue. Different from the smooth, simple and modern lines of those luxury sports cars, every part of the tractor tells the industrial beauty at the beginning of the birth of mechanical civilization.

Countless large and straightforward parts are combined in a very subtle and delicate way, and they bloom with unparalleled strength. This sense of conflict and contradiction is exactly the beauty of modern agricultural machinery.

When the three of them walked into the venue, they didn't stop turning their heads. As soon as they saw a big and beautiful tractor, another more violent one caught their eyes when they turned their heads.

Finally, in the deepest part of the venue, they saw an incomparable behemoth, and Clark read its name - "Lamborghini" from the information board next to it.

In front of this behemoth, the three strong humans all looked a little petite, with their heads raised up in unison, their eyes staring straight at the cockpit of the tractor.

"It's so beautiful," Clark exclaimed.

"If I must go for a ride in a luxury car, then I would prefer this kind of luxury car." Diana swallowed and said.

"It's nothing like the cars I've owned," Bruce said, too.

"Hey, friends, are you interested in this big guy? This is a new model that has been widely acclaimed recently, and this sample car is on sale, and you can get a 98% discount." The shopping guide warmly greeted him and said.

Clark moved his eyes away a little bit with difficulty, and looked at the price on the information board. In an instant, he took a deep breath.

"Its price is also very beautiful." Clark said with a swallow.

In an instant, Clark and Diana turned their heads together to look at Bruce. Bruce rolled his eyes slightly, looked at them, and said:
"What are you looking at me for? I'm not interested in tractors, and neither are Lamborghinis... No, I won't buy them."

Gotham, Thomas, who was still wearing an oxygen mask in the ward of Wayne Hospital, looked at the thick stack of ledgers in his hand, frowning deeply.

The first thing he did when he woke up, of course, was to see where his son had spent the astronomical sum of money, so he asked his secretary to bring over the complete bill, and by the way, checked Bruce's account .

Staring at the series of expenditures for building materials, Thomas seemed to have some insight, and his mood eased a little.

At this time, the red-haired Morey knocked on the door, came in with a dozen papers in his hand, handed them to Thomas, and said:

"Mr. Thomas, you want Mr. Bruce's bank statement. There was a problem with their computer before, and they just retrieved the data and printed it out."

Thomas nodded, put down the other books, and looked at the stack of running bills first.

The bank statements are arranged from newest to old, so Thomas can see the latest consumption at a glance.

Then, an angry and confused voice sounded in the room:
"Lamborghini..... tractor??!!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)