i spent the summer in gotham

14.

Ah Fu and I returned to the manor with a paper bag of snacks and vegetables.

Under normal circumstances, the vegetables, fruits and poultry meat of Wayne Manor are delivered by special personnel, and the ingredients will enter the refrigerator of the mansion within half an hour after they are packaged.

Going to the supermarket with Ah Fu is one of the entertainments for the two of us to share our affection, pushing the trolley to choose ingredients and discussing the way to cook them.This is my private time with Ah Fu, usually there will be no third person to disturb.

We talked and laughed and walked into the living room, five pairs of eyes looked at us quietly like bats hanging upside down on the ceiling of the cave.

I turned my head and looked out the window. There was no rain of knives in the sky, and no meteorite hit the earth.

Then why did my dad get up so early, and it's not yet one o'clock in the afternoon?

Warren slipped out of nowhere and trotted up to my feet, rubbing around my ankles.I knelt down and scratched the cat's chin, "Are you hungry, I'll give you something to eat."

I took the ready-cooked tomahawk steak out of the shopping bag, ripped the bag and set it on the floor.That tomahawk steak was about the size of two warrens.

The cat's mouth full of tentacles opened, and the tentacles rolled up the bone at the end of the tomahawk steak, stuffing the meat and bones into its mouth, as easily as eating jelly beans.

I looked up and saw the trembling eyes of the couch five.

I poured the leftover potatoes and onions from the steak box into Warren's mouth, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Dick forced a smile, "That's right, will cats eat this? The taste is too strong?"

"The Yuan Devourer is not an ordinary orange cat," I said, "He can even eat clowns, why can't he eat steak?"

Jason: "Essential Devourer?"

Tim: "Joker?"

Damian's eyes froze, "How can I let the cat eat this kind of garbage, it will ruin his stomach."

Me: "You've said that before."

It's kind of weird.I rubbed my chin and leaned closer to them, "Why are you guys so suspicious today?"

Cold sweat broke out on Dick's forehead, I continued to approach, and met Dick's dodging eyes, "Could it be that you have a new romantic partner?"

"..." Dick pursed his lips tightly, showing a forced smile, "How do you know, haha."

I think it's really strange for someone to take a fancy to you with your naive look.

Ah Fu's expression gradually changed from doubt to understanding, and he glanced at everyone on the sofa with unfathomable eyes.

Bruce drank his tea calmly and added eight cubes of sugar to the black tea.

15.

I helped Ah Fu carry the vegetables and poultry to the kitchen, sort them and put them in the refrigerator.

On the way back, I took the autographed copy I bought for Damian, and I bought "April [-]st Supernatural Event Book".

In the stairwell on the second floor, I met Damian who was standing in front of the windowsill and meditating. Following his gaze, I saw cats and dogs having a tea party in the back garden.Guan Luo and Jerry set up a small round table and high stools in a decent manner, and drank the milk in the goblet.

I handed the manga to him, "I promised you, I got it. I've worked hard."

Damian's eyebrows stopped just before they reached the back of his head. He glanced at the comics and signatures, and took the precious autographed book as if nothing had happened, and stuffed it into the inner layer of his clothes.

"Thank you for the gift."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I think the smile on Damian's face is particularly meaningful.

16.

I always feel that everyone else is weird today.Barring the end of the world, there's no way they can sit peacefully on the same couch without fighting.

Tim and Damian were actually sitting together chatting as I walked by the living room.I peeked out the window again to make sure no spacecraft had crashed into Earth.

Did Tim hold Damian's hand, did he find out that Damian was secretly drawing a four-panel cartoon of Duck Adventure with him as the protagonist.Although Yaya is always deflated, at least Yaya draws cutely. Stephanie also used pictures of Yaya as her mobile wallpaper.

Ah Fu was preparing lunch in the kitchen, so I went in and took a look around.What is bubbling in the pot is coriander soup, and what is stewed in the pot is Ah Fu's famous waffles.

With a ding dong, everything in the oven was ready.Ah Fu put on heat-insulating gloves, and brought out a pot of crispy, crunchy and steaming from the oven.

——Looking up at the stars.

A few scorched fish heads were inserted vertically into the dark pie crust, and their dull fish eyes stared straight at me, as if they were telling their own grievances.

The fish heads and I looked at each other, and the corners of our mouths twitched, "Is this today's lunch?"

Ah Fu put the star-gazing pie that was billowing black smoke on the table, smiling kindly, "It's their lunch, but not our lunch."

I was stunned for a moment, took out the life card on my body, and checked the positioning of the sub-cards.

Oh hoo.

Ah Fu took off the heat-resistant gloves, and I rolled up my sleeves, "Oh, customers come from afar, so I'll show them off too."

Has the chaotian pepper I bought from Huaxia.com last week arrived?

17.

Bruce used a spoon to stir the miserable green soup in the stirrer, and a few chopped coriander leaves hung precariously on his spoon, like a dying person clinging to a steep cliff and refusing to let go.

"This is," he pushed the soup plate forward without any trace, "what?"

"Coriander soup," I enthusiastically introduced to him, "is a soup made with coriander, coriander, coriander and water, which can help you sweat and relieve hunger."

Several people at the dining table wrinkled their noses simultaneously, showing disgusted and terrified expressions.

"Don't you usually like it very much?" I narrowed my eyes. "This is specially made for you. All the coriander I bought today are used for stewing soup."

Dick swallowed, took a spoonful of soup, "I, I don't have a good appetite today."

Ah Fu and I smiled kindly. Dick looked at us, looked at the soup in the spoon as if death was at home, and tasted a spoonful of it holding his breath.

His facial muscles gradually twisted, and his expression gradually became ferocious.

"Drink more," I entertained him cheerfully, "we still have a pot."

"Really, really?" Dick's face gradually overlapped with the famous painting.

I knocked on the table and urged the others with a smile, "Why don't you eat, why don't you ask Ah Fu to feed them one by one?"

Ah Fu cheered at the right time, "Then I'm afraid I have to go get some bibs first."

We sang along, staring innocently at the color-changing quintet.

Tim's fingers trembled, and he cut a sticky, muddy waffle with a knife and fork. Looking to the left, there was a disheveled Dick, and behind him, Jason, who was struggling with himself.He took a deep breath and wrapped the waffle in one gulp.

"How does it taste, Master Timothy?" Ah Fu said leisurely.

"Pfft——" Tim held his mouth back with difficulty, and swallowed the contents of his mouth forcefully, "I'm done." He said weakly, "The taste is not much different from the usual..."

thump!

Dick shook Tim's shoulder, "It's all right, cheer up, Tim!"

"It seems that the waffles I made don't suit Master Tim's taste." Ah Fu sighed.

Tim, who had a red mark on his forehead, struggled to get up, "That's not what I meant, Ah Fu."

"Oh, is it?" Ah Fu wiped his hands with a hot towel, "Then you don't mind eating it, do you?"

"Ugh," Tim whimpered.

18.

Looking up at the starry sky pierced five fish heads, and five pairs of dull round eyes looked at them.

Those eyes are big and dark, and the mysteries of the universe are hidden in them.

Bruce met such eyes, from his own birth all the way to the birth of his non-existent grandson.

Ah Fu blew on the black tea, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Bruce didn't speak, but there was nothing shameful in the way he shrank back, and he did it very calmly.

Ah Fu gracefully cut a piece of pie with three fish heads hidden in it, put it on his plate, "Eat it."

19.

Jason looked at the tofu in front of him, but refused to eat it for a long time.

That's not tofu at all, heck, where is tofu that's red.

He swears with his 20 years of experience in eating spicy food that if he eats this plate of tofu and does not go to the toilet three times, the matter will not end!

"I didn't put much chili," I smiled kindly, "I can eat it first for you to see."

After I finished speaking, I scooped a few spoonfuls and put it on the rice, stirred it evenly and ate it without changing the color.

There was a hint of caution in Jason's tone, "Is it spicy?"

I smacked my lips, "It's normal."

I looked at him innocently, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Jason resisted, "I don't really want to."

"Oh," I nodded knowingly, "Then why don't we talk about the last time you wrote about Bruce escaping marriage and Batman jumped from the roof of the building, how do you plan to end it?"

Jason stiffened suddenly.

I wondered, "Are you planning to have them honeymoon on some island, toss bat darts and conclude that Batman is terrified of happiness first?"

Bruce's eyes narrowed into sharp lines.

I took Jason's bowl and covered his rice with a plate of mapo tofu, "Still, you plan to renew the long-lost Chidi Doujin. After Ye Yi was shot and lost his memory, he broke up with the little policeman Dick. Didn't you say they were going to have a desperate and passionate breakup?"

"Breakup cannon." Dick read out the key words slowly.

Jason's hands trembled too much to hold the spoon.

I brought the spicy mapo tofu rice bowl in front of him, "And Mr. Wayne Timothy and Red Robin came out, Arkham Asylum was full of rainbow flags overnight, to show support for the LGBT group, Wei Have you started writing a short story about En Enterprise's overnight stock price rise, Mrs. Genet."

Tim sneered, "Sounds like a great PR approach."

I blinked and looked at Jason, who was sweating madly on his forehead, with pity, "Eat."

Jason worked up his courage and took a bite.

His face turned red quickly, and his whole face tended to develop in the direction of tomato.

In the next second, his forehead knocked on the table, causing the soup in front of him to splash out and spill on the table.

I stretched out my hand and sniffed, "I'm not dead, I'm alive, I'm so dazed."

I pushed the remaining mapo tofu to the center of the table, glanced at the four people who were terrified, and folded my hands on the tip of my nose, "Okay, now you have two choices, one is to be honest, and the other is," I pointed to Jie Sen, "I will end up with him."

With his fingers, Bruce carefully pushed the plate of stargazing pies in front of Dick's face.