i spent the summer in gotham

346.

"Where's the car?" Stephanie asked, asking frantically in the group, "Where's the car? Why am I the only one driving and you're all unloading tires?"

Barbara was full of calm even typing, "I have prepared the groundwork, I thought the chapter would open."

How did it fall on me?I was shocked, "Isn't the atmosphere good after the dance, isn't it good to drive after the dance?"

The driving duties naturally fell to Cassandra, who was next in line.

Cassan posted an emoji with a cat poking its head, "I don't know what Bruce's reaction was at that time."

"We don't know, I suggest you go to AO3 to learn advanced experience." Stephanie said, "But I know that Red Hood doi can cry, he is really a shy macho."

???

I asked cautiously, "Who said that?"

Stephanie sent an emoji of the soybean man spreading his hands, "I don't know, I didn't say it anyway."

347.

There are no cars here, and every pigeon that eats HoodCP is responsible for it.

348.

In order to make up for the instant noodles I lost last night, Tim bought me a box of mixed flavors of Master O’s instant noodles and sent them by international courier.Dick pays for a box of Instant Noodle Partners.

The only condition for the two of them is that they will be included in the next supper, the rich is the boss, and I agree.

Although Ah Fu does not approve of us eating this kind of junk food, but after all, I put a handful of green vegetables in the instant noodles for self-deception. He regards this as a way of emotional communication between us brothers and sisters, and reluctantly tolerates the instant noodles and Poor sausages remain in his kitchen shrine.

Here I want to declare that, except for my father, the whole family can cook.Let’s rule out Damian for the time being. He is still at an age where he can work hard for this. Ah Fu has high hopes for him and hopes that he can break through the curse of blood like me.

My dad is amazing, he is a food killer who has no dead ends in the kitchen except for sandwiches.Dick had defended him weakly, saying that he was good at surviving in the wild and that he should be able to eat barbecue.I am noncommittal. As we all know, being able to eat and being delicious are two concepts.

But I really didn't expect his Kitchen Explosion buff to be so powerful.

It started with the instant noodles and instant noodle companions that Tim and Dick bought to make amends for me.

349.

Tim and Dick's expedited delivery arrived the day after Kassan took over from me.

So at three o'clock in the morning that night, when Meimei and I finished our cross-border phone calls and tossed about my damn sword repair thesis, I went to the kitchen to look for food——

I saw four people sitting neatly around the kitchen island, and the four brothers in special tight pajamas did not pull each other. When they saw me, they turned their heads in unison, with similar horror on their faces.

"What are you doing? Is there some wonderful ritual that can only be held at night?" I couldn't figure it out, and then I looked inside, and there was my dad who was one with the darkness standing in front of the kitchen stove.

Wait a moment? ? ?

My dad, and the stove, can these two things coexist in the same space? ? ?

Tim explained to me simply, "Bruce tonight—well, you can understand that he got some innocuous little toxins in his system, don't worry, it's not going to hurt him too much."

"We didn't see him at work because he was always haunted during work hours," Dick said.

He looked at the back of my dad tossing in front of the pot, and gasped a little, "Yes, we finally found him in the kitchen. He said that he was very happy that we were all home tonight, so he planned to cook for us himself. "

"Reward," Jason sneered, "I suspect he is mad and wants to poison us all."

"I warn you not to tarnish your father's name, Todd!"

Damian gouges Jason, he pretends to be calm, but his act of love to ban Alfred the cat from the kitchen betrays him, "Drake thinks the cooking process of instant noodles is very simple, father can try it, Maybe he can learn a new skill."

There is no need to talk about cooking instant noodles so grandly. I think that people who can't even cook instant noodles may not be able to survive in this dangerous world.

Tim concludes, "So we ended up here, just in case. Alfred has already contacted the guy who is coming to fix the kitchen tomorrow."

Ah, this.

It's not exaggerated to such an extent, is it?

The second I thought about it, there was a crackling explosion sound from the microwave oven, as if someone had stuffed a string of firecrackers into it.Strange yellow, white and white things stuck to the cabinet door.

Shocked by this, I trembled all over and almost blurted out, "Help my wife!"

The other three blocked their ears in unison, showing a clear expression of "it really is".

Only Dick had a broken face, "Which of you didn't look at him, let Bruce put the eggs in the microwave!"

349.

My father is as steady as Mount Tai, cooking our instant noodles peacefully in front of the stove.

Sorry, Jason.I should believe you, he just wanted to poison us.

Dick and I knelt on the ground with a rag to pick up the yellow and white paste. Jason and Tim unplugged the microwave and threw it into the vegetable sink to wipe it clean before taking it out to dry.

?

Can the microwave oven be washed and then taken out to dry?

Where is the sun at night, should Superman send it to the sun to dry the water before sending it back?

350.

Damian is supervising my dad's cooking, stopping him from sending every metal, plastic, egg into the oven.

I looked back, and my father tore open the seasoning packet with a serious expression and poured it into the pot. With a flick of his fingers, he accurately flicked every seasoning powder into the pot.

Just looking at his expression, he doesn't look like he's cooking instant noodles, but like a witch brewing poison to kill her son and daughter.

Damian showed a puzzled expression, "The instant noodles should be boiled with water, right?"

Before Dick and I swooped in, it was too late.

A bang!

There was a great fire burning in the pot, and the thing that burned and blackened in the flames was Dick and Tim's five dollars.

The jumping flames reflected my father's calm face, and he calmly threw slices of ham sausage with excellent knife skills and slices so thin that they were transparent into the fire.

You stop! ! !

Dick swung the lid of the pot and caught the fire-breathing pot and the sliced ​​ham.He and Damian dragged my mad father off the stove with each hand.

I skillfully pinched a rain spell, which caused a small dark cloud (its name is Kitchen Firefighter No. 1) to float over the pot, causing light rain in the kitchen.

My father frowned disapprovingly, and wanted to go up to observe his loving supper.

I turned my head abruptly, and Sensen grinned with white teeth, "Just, Get, The, Fuck, Out, Of, The, Kitchen!"

351.

Jason and Tim, who had just cleaned the microwave, stood at the door of the kitchen. Jason was holding the dripping microwave in his hand, with an indifferent expression on his face.

Jason calmly looked at me, who was in a state of madness, "I thought this sentence came out of my mouth."

Tim calmly praised Kitchen Firefighter No. 1, "That little cloud is so cute."

352.

boom--

The tempered glass of the oven exploded into fireworks with the pizza in its stomach, and the tiny particles landed on the ground Dick and I had just kneeled and mopped with a rag.

Dick wiped his face. "He definitely didn't preheat the oven."

353.

Leave the kitchen alone, dad, please :)

354.

When Ah Fu came back after making the phone call, he saw us kneeling on the ground cleaning up and my father who was sitting on the seat obediently, with a hint of relief on his face, "Thank you ladies and gentlemen for your help, at least we don't need to hire workers this time." Come fix the kitchen."

He walked out happily, "I'll call and cancel their door service tomorrow."

Tim was silent for a few seconds, "I'm afraid we'll need a new oven, microwave, and pot."

355.

Ah Fu and we repaired the kitchen overnight, so that this disaster-stricken place could see people again after eight o'clock the next morning.

Because my dad's friends, the Kent family, will come to play, and the Kent family's children will spend a few happy days at Wayne Manor, which will be convenient for Mr. Kent and Mrs. Kent to travel and spend a sweet holiday for two.

Mr. Kent, whose name is Clark Kent, is a reporter for the Daily Planet.Mrs. Kent, whose real name is Louise Lane, is also a reporter for the Daily Planet.

For the time being, I will not pursue why my father, a billionaire, would become friends with a reporter.The Kents’ sons, Connor Kent and Jonathan Kent, are good friends with my two younger brothers, Tim and Damian respectively.

Can friends pass it on these days?

I was shocked.

356.

Speaking of their friends, Tim thought for a while, "Connor and Joe also have black hair and blue eyes."

Huh?

I prick up my ears.

He flipped through it and showed me the photos on his phone.I poked my head over.

Woohoo, it's the beautiful black-haired blue-eyed little handsome guy and the little handsome guy!

I announce that they will be my new wives...

Wait, I frowned vigilantly and looked at Tim, "They're not related to my dad, are they?"

Tim picked up Ah Fu's black tea, "No, don't worry."

"My dad has no follow-up plans to snatch other people's children, has he not prepared the adoption documents?"

Tim took a sip of the black tea, "No, don't worry. If there is, just tear it off."

Great!

...But can you really tear the adoption papers out of my father's hands?

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357.

"I think you have a wrong but half-right idea of ​​Bruce," Tim said.

What does my father look like in my head?

——The new child has appeared, how can it be stagnant!

We really deserve to be our own father and daughter.

358.

The doorbell rang, and I hurried over to open the door.

The first moment I opened the door, I saw no one.

My eyes were blinded by the harsh light of kindness.

I only heard Mr. Kent's gentle voice, "Hi, you are Bruce's daughter Li Cizhang, right? I'm Bruce's friend Clark."

hateful!My eyes, my eyes!

What kind of angel family is this, the holy light on them almost blinds my eyes!

The author has something to say:

Super home is coming!

For Connor, I want to fix both Hei T Kang and Sao Kang

Xiao Qiao, why not have two older brothers! (Dreams are all living)

Crying Bucket's remarks come from the writer of "Under the Red Hood"

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I don’t know if Xiao Li’s English sentence is correct (scratching head)

Because it is too colloquial, my friend said that emotional spoken lines often have grammatical logic

If there is a big guy, welcome to the comment area to popularize science

If this sentence is really wrong, we will take it as Xiao Li's English is not good and speak English according to the Chinese word order (x)