Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 50 The Old and the Young
Today is also a very tiring day for Clark Kent.

Clark doesn't like cities very much. He is not used to the shrewd calculations and intrigues in those cities.Especially where he is currently working, it is clearly a newspaper, but he is always unwilling to make a living by reporting the truth. Instead, he always tries his best to study some eye-catching headlines. Clark's internship work is really not very smooth .

Back home was what Clark had always wanted in his heart.

Maybe life should have been easier, and there's nothing wrong with being the son of a farmer and being a new farmer in the future.

However, he came back today not to return to the family, but as a "guest" who had traveled home for a long time, to participate in a banquet that had been prepared for a long time.

Clark's father, Kent Sr., had told Clark about a new neighbor many days before.

In Old Kent's words, the other party is a person who really loves the land and is good at dealing with crops and plants. He is just not very good at using machinery, but he is willing to learn.

That's a great young man.

The more old Kent said, the more curious Clark became.That young man who was not much different from his age seemed to be going through a life curve similar to his: tired of the city, so he came to the countryside, chose to follow his own wishes, and became a farmer.

The difference is that he succeeded, while he, Clark Kent, had to be aggrieved as an intern reporter in a newspaper.

If it weren't for the presence of Louise in the newspaper office, Clark really didn't want to do this job.Be a lumberjack, be a sailor or something, this is the job that Clark really suits him.

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After stopping the car, Clark couldn't help but put on a happy and satisfied smile on his face when he got out of the car.

He knows he is lucky.

Especially when he heard the laughter of his father and mother in the room, Clark felt even more that even if he hides all his strength and lives his life as an ordinary person like this, it must be God who has pity on him. Give him such a full life.

"what……"

Gently letting out a breath, Clark took his bag, pursed his lips with a smile, and walked towards the home where he had lived for more than [-] years, and pushed open the door that had been opened countless times.

In the house, the old Kent at the dining table looked at him, stood up, and said to the two strangers who also stood up at the dining table, "This is my son, Clark Kent."

Then, introduce the two guests to him: "These are my two good friends, Lynn and Alfred."

Handing the briefcase to his mother, Clark skillfully took off his coat and hung it behind the door, stretched out his hand, and walked towards the dining table: "Hi, I'm Clark Kent."

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Old Kent rarely drank, much less drank so much. Clark could tell that his father was really happy today.

"Jonathan, you have such a great son, you lied to me just now that your son is not motivated enough, this is not what you say to a good friend."

Alfred also drank a lot, and the old gentleman felt more and more pleasing to the eyes of Clark after sitting at the wine table.

What a good kid, shy, honest, willing to do things, listening to his parents...

Such a child is raised in his own hands, how can he say anything dissatisfied?
"If only the one I raised could be as good as your son."

Alfred thought again of the difficult days when he brought up Bruce Wayne.

He wanted to make friends with criminals, but he didn't stop him.

He wanted to go out and travel around, but he didn't stop him.

He smoked and drank, and the Wayne family wine cellar was about to be emptied by him.The whole day is either going out to fight people to death, or researching some hot weapons and cold weapons.The only very few times when he can be a normal person is hard enough to be a prodigal son and a rich second generation, because Bruce feels that otherwise he can't cover his other identity.

But it's okay for you to cover up, change a girlfriend in five days, you should get along seriously, find a decent one and get married, no matter how bad it is, you can leave a child.

Alfred would now silently say sorry to Bruce's deceased parents every day. He felt that it was his own education that caused the unprecedented crisis that the Wayne family might face.

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The two old men spoke one sentence to another, and the chat was in full swing, and soon the others were forgotten somewhere.

The two still complained to each other in the beginning, one said that the child in the family had a stubborn temper, and the other said that he raised a stubborn donkey.One said that his children had no ambitions, and the other said that the biggest ambition of the one he raised was to empty the wine cellar...

But while chatting, the two began to compare inexplicably.From primary school grades to after-school exercises, from foreign language mastery to agricultural machinery use...

It seems that parents all over the world are the same, especially after drinking some wine.

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Lynn was originally sitting on the side next to Old Kent, but he really couldn't bear the weird thing of two old men who were over fifty years old stretching their necks across him to "quarrel".

Consciously gave up the seat to Alfred, and sat in the middle seat with a wry smile amid Mrs. Kent's teasing smile. When changing seats, he also walked away with the last bottle of red wine there.

In this way, Lynn became next to Clark Kent who came to the table last.

To be honest, at the beginning, Lynn really wanted to take advantage of Clark by taking advantage of his friendship with old Kent, and pretend to be a cheap uncle.

Later, he retracted his dangerous idea in time.

There is no such thing as asking for help here, don't get sick and ruin the good situation, this is superhuman, it's normal.

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Resisting the idea of ​​giving himself a big mouth to help him force himself to calm down, Lynn poured himself some wine with a smile, then lifted the bottle and motioned for Clark.

Clark smiled and nudged his glass forward.

"Please believe me, I definitely have no intention of leading your father to drink."

Lynn pointed at Alfred jokingly: "This white-haired guy did it with the black cat beside him."

"Hahahaha, you are so funny."

Clark was very polite. After taking the wine glass, he was about to say something to Lynn when his father poked his neck and said: My son can use motorcycle calipers to remove tractor tires. Clark blushed when he heard this.

"Hahahaha, it's time for that one to speak more than one foreign language. Let's avoid these two."

Lynn made a timely rescue: "Maybe you can take me to see that motorcycle? Hahaha, don't get me wrong, I don't have any covetousness about the technology of repairing tractor tires with motorcycle calipers."

"Haha, of course."

Clark was very grateful for Lynn's relief. At his age, sitting at the dining table and listening to his father and others bragging about how many A's he got in elementary school, he really couldn't sit still.

The two gestured to Mrs. Kent respectively, got up and left the table, and went for a stroll outside.

Are you young, or you can have a common language with young people.

As for the dinner table, the two old men had already started chatting about chess and fishing again.

(End of this chapter)