Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

I shouldn't be here, I should be in a mental hospital, I think Arkham is fine.

"Hahaha Cassandra hahaha!" And my heartless brother, who doesn't care about my sister's mental health at all, is still laughing wildly there, I'm afraid that he will smoke in the next second.

Connor was also smiling, and before the corners of my mouth that could not move were about to burst out with touching words, he slapped Tim on the back, seemingly effortlessly.

However, Tim passed out suddenly, staggered and fell to the ground, and looked up blankly at Connor who was still smiling.

I suspect that the two of them are bluffing me. Even if I punch Tim with all my strength, it's impossible for this guy to lose his breath like he is now and even fall down, right?Is he tofu?

I sneak a disdainful glance at Tim.Then he quickly took it back before he realized it, but his impression of Connor was much better.

Don't think too much, it's not because he is handsome, I already knew about it.But after I made an embarrassment, the original full favorability was lowered back by myself in annoyance.

The reason why I was promoted back is mainly because Tim has a dark history with me now, so no one can laugh at anyone else, otherwise I will tell everyone that he is weak and sick, and he will fall down in one slap!

I quickly covered up my complacency.And Tim, who staggered a step and fell to the ground, got up quickly after realizing it. My gentle and calm third brother turned his head and smiled at Connor who came to Wayne Manor specially to play with him. But I seem to be able to hear the sound of a volcanic eruption, as if an invisible bomb exploded in front of my eyes: "What are you doing here, today's "training" should not be finished yet, right? "

My third brother gritted his teeth on the word training, and it sounded like he was working very hard. I blinked and asked suspiciously, "What training?"

"Connor joined some kind of community basketball team. They are strange things in the metropolis. They said that they would train during the summer vacation."

I saw that Connor opened his mouth and wanted to answer, but Tim interrupted him ahead of time. Hearing this, Connor helplessly pushed up his sunglasses, which had slipped slightly down the bridge of his nose, without refuting.

It seems that they are very good friends, otherwise, if I were Connor, I would definitely give my weak third brother another punch at this time.

"That's it... then let's talk, Alfred left me some afternoon tea snacks before going out, and I'll bring them to you two."

I waved at them. Even if it wasn't Damian's age that people hate dogs, little boys still need their own private space. I never like to interfere with the friends and life circles of my younger brothers and sisters, and leave enough room for each other. Space happens to be the most comfortable mode for me to get along with them.

It's just that Tim didn't say there was anything urgent today.So are you going to go to the company, why did you suddenly go home without making a sound?

The business of the company is over so quickly?

I did some tinkering in the kitchen, and as a former orphan who grew up in a foster family with several younger siblings, my living capacity was naturally at full capacity.

Although it can't cook delicious meals like Alfred's, it is not enough to fry the kitchen with an oven and pour tea.

I still don't know how the bad cooking monster that day, no, my dad, made the kitchen look like that, I don't even know where he came from!

Although I was terrified to death, I still had the necessary vigilance. I hurriedly saw that the windows of the kitchen space and the door leading to the backyard were locked from the inside.

My father is such a big lump, how did he escape?No, why is he hiding from me? I won't laugh at his poor cooking skills!

I defended myself righteously, without even considering that in the past 3 minutes alone, I have silently teased my father's bad cooking skills for fifty times in my heart.

It's a protest against that morning run with a full lap of Wayne Island!

The scones made by Alfred are salty and delicious. The rich creamy aroma is paired with the dried cranberries kneaded in the dough, which fully exudes the aroma of cranberries. I took Alfred out of the refrigerator Whipped cream and honey, served with French quiche, fruit sandwiches, and biscuits that were also heated from the oven.

Waiting for dessert, two three-tiered English afternoon teas are filled with sumptuousness.

One set is for Tim and Connor, and the other set I'm going to take back to my room for my happy afternoon to soothe my fragile heart that was abandoned by my best friend.

With two pots of brewed black tea, I was about to take Tim and Connor's share to his room first, and then come down to serve my own, when I saw Connor crossing his arms and leaning forward. Leaning against the kitchen door, he was looking at me with interest.

Grass, does he make no sound when he walks?

I was a little stunned, but Connor was not idle. He reached out and took the full tray from my hand. On it was a set of three-tier English afternoon tea, a pot of black tea, and two teacups. This strong man needs both hands to hold it firmly. He doesn't look muscular—at least not as strong as my father—but he can hold the ground firmly with one hand, and he doesn't even look like contribute.

I was wrong, these people in my family are not Kryptonians, are they Kryptonians?Or did he also use Captain America's super serum?

Connor waved at me in a ruffian way: "Thank you, sister—"

He called my sister!so cute!I really want to!

I can feel that my eyes must have burst into the shape of a heart in an instant, just like the Japanese girl comics I read when I was young, the pink heart must be dancing in my eyes, but compared to the heartbeat, I actually feel that being a sister has more sense of accomplishment.

It must be because neither Tim nor Damian look like younger brothers at all!The younger brothers and sisters in my previous foster families have never been like this. Even if they are independent, they are still very good at acting like a baby when they should rely on their sisters.

Ah, sure enough, I should find time to go back to Fawcett City as soon as possible, to see my younger brothers and sisters who are more like children, and to make up for the traumatized elder sister's heart.

While making up my mind, I turned around and picked up the plate of snacks that belonged to me, and happily walked back to my room with steady steps. When the door was closed, no relatives were recognized.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Timothy Drake pressed his temple with a headache. He had already found an excuse to go to the company today, but he was actually working in the Bat Cave.

After all, Bruce and Damian are not in Gotham today, but went to the watchtower to discuss cooperation with the Avengers.

The whole Wayne Manor is just him and Roxie, and he doesn't know what emergencies will happen in the middle, so he naturally has to monitor in the Batcave, but he didn't expect Connor to come to Wayne Manor to look for him at this time , didn't even avoid Roxy's sight, and directly yelled at him.

No matter what this guy thinks, it's up to him. Although they have already made a decision, Roxie is also a family member, and they will not hide their secret identities from Roxie for too long.

But according to their observations of Roxy during this period, the other party is obviously more enthusiastic about ordinary life, and they don't want to break each other's peaceful life so soon, so naturally they procrastinate as long as they can.

But he didn't expect that because Connor almost showed his feet.

Fortunately, Roxy didn't seem to intend to pursue it.Otherwise, Tim doesn't think that a person who can safely command the entire class or even the entire department to retreat during the alien invasion is an idiot. At the beginning, there were clues about this incident on the Internet.

Roxy is not as simple as Damian thinks on the surface. If Tim really wants to say it, it is because they have accepted the fact that each other has become a family.

Otherwise, the alarm radar of the two of them might be heard throughout Gotham immediately.

That is to say, Roxy was already 20 years old when he returned home, and he had not grown up under the hands of the world's number one detective.Otherwise, it's hard to say what she is like now.

"Your sister is pretty nice, that's just—" Connor picked up a fruit sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth. Alfred's product is a guarantee of quality for them members of the Young Justice League. The fruit is sweet and fruity first. Escaping in the mouth, even though Connor himself is a Kryptonian who does not need to eat, he still squinted his eyes happily, like a border collie lying lazily on the ground in the sun.

"What did you hear?" Tim raised his eyebrows, the home of the richest man in Gotham.

It is impossible to be shabby, and there is an open living room in the room alone.

Although before Roxy came to the house, they basically would not have spent so much effort to use such a set of three-tiered English afternoon tea, but it does look very pleasing to the eye.

"Not much, Clark doesn't like us casually inquiring about other people's privacy—although I didn't inquire at all, just occasionally."

Having said that, Connor even rolled his eyes in displeasure.As a little Superman created by the genes of Superman and Lex Luthor, Connor has always been the not so obedient one in the Kent family.

Of course, usually the person who feels this kind of disobedience is Luthor.

"so?"

"Your sister used to practice kickboxing?" Connor asked vaguely, and Tim nodded when he heard the words: "The information shows that she did practice freestyle kickboxing for a period of time in high school. That personal trainer... seems to be called Be Jack, don't think much of her badly."

"Why don't you fight?"

"No time, right? Roxy applied for a student loan after going to college, and has to pay for her own living expenses. Studying and working are busy enough."

Tim frowned slightly, his clever mind made him realize almost instantly why Connor asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"You didn't give her a full body check, did you?" Connor said casually with a biscuit in his mouth.

"She has a lot of old injuries. The ligaments in her hands are so damaged that she can't support normal movements at all."