Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

I, who was rich, happily washed up, changed into ordinary home clothes, and left the room.

The time when my father came to recognize me was just right, and I just finished the final exam when I was doing nothing.

That's why he was squeezed into such a dog by Big John's unscrupulous boss.So now that I am back in the Wayne family, I am still enjoying a happy summer vacation.

The night my father met me, he tentatively asked me about the student loan, and I didn't hide it from him. I, a poor wretch squeezed by the boss, can afford to pay back.

Fortunately, nearly [-]% to [-]% of domestic college students rely on loans to go to college. The government and school student loans are relatively easy, and they don’t require me to earn a lot of money and then pay it off when I am in college.

And since I left the foster family that year, I already needed to be self-reliant. The salary I was squeezed out at Big John’s, plus the scholarship I got because of my good grades in school, was barely able to pay my rent and living expenses. That's all.

After all, I live in New York, a city where prices can kill you.

I feel that my father may have found some private detective to investigate. He didn't seem surprised by the fact that I was carrying four years of student loans. He even seemed a little afraid of hurting my self-esteem. After hesitating for a moment, he asked me if I would like to let him pay the full amount for me, which is considered to be a little unfulfilled responsibility for many years.

Grass, how could I say badly!

I almost knelt down and cried on the spot that you will always be my dear father. No one knows how much I hate work. When I think about it, after graduating from college, I will have to carry it with a humble basic salary under the shockingly high prices. Rent and student loans, I wanted to die on the spot.

I didn't die because I cherished my life.

So now I am debt free.You can even secretly laugh at the extremely shameful words that you are the little princess of the Wayne Group under the covers.

I, he? Mom is so excited!

The Wayne Group princess herself I am!Walking down the stairs at a leisurely pace, the way was quiet, the house was brightly lit, and there were faint sounds of cleaning and knives hitting the cutting board on the first floor.

I was a little puzzled, who was messing around in the kitchen at around 06:30 in the morning after a good night's sleep.

However, just as I went down to the first floor, the people in the kitchen seemed to have noticed my movements—although I didn’t hide it at all—and pushed the door open from the inside.

The person who is awake is the old butler Alfred. According to me, this butler has even taken care of my father since he was young, and now he is still in good spirits. Manage this super huge manor.

Is he superman?

After 5 minutes, I don't know if Alfred is Superman, but I would like to call him Grandpa.

Like someone who has never seen me so diligent—in fact, today is abnormal. When I don’t have classes, I don’t get up until two o’clock in the afternoon—Alfred looked a little happy, and patted I clicked twice, and took me to another small dining room inside the kitchen. After I sat and waited obediently, I continued to walk towards the kitchen in a good mood.

When I entered the kitchen that day, I noticed this small restaurant. It looked like a super rich family with a small number of people.

Unless there is a dinner party or a more formal gathering like last night, they probably stay in the kitchen most of the time.

Just when I was thinking about something, Alfredra opened the curtains on the side of this small restaurant, and the well-lit space allowed the morning sun to pour in densely. I, a nocturnal animal, really don’t adapt to such a situation. Sunlight.

It does look beautiful.

Just after the sunlight outside the window fell on me through the glass, and the slight heat woke up the Gotham summer morning, Alfred was already standing in front of me with a dinner plate, and the old butler said super elegantly: "I guess you wouldn't say no to a classic western breakfast?"

I have endured it for a long time.

After Alfred opened the curtains, he went back to the dining table to busy himself. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I have a nose!The tempting fragrance is afraid that my nose will be stuffy, and I scramble towards it.

I got in through my nostrils, and if I hadn't usually been dazed for a while after waking up, I might have grabbed Alfred's thigh and yelled that I was hungry.

Don't ask me if I want to be shameless, lazy people only need to have food.

This is heaven.

Before I resolutely moved to Gotham, after my best friend finally accepted the whole thing, she once dissuaded me, saying that no matter what kind of handsome boy my father or my family has, they shouldn’t be married for the sake of beauty. Sacrifice your life like this.

That's Gotham!Walking on the road, you will be frightened by the scarecrow's fear gas to have a heart attack, your head will be blown off by the clown girl's huge wooden hammer, and you will be worse than death by the clown's random bombs and laughing gas attacks, etc.

Then I asked my girlfriend two questions.

"Honey, Gotham has been the capital of crime for so many years, has any major incident happened in Wayne Manor?"

I opened my mouth patiently, and after a few seconds of silence, my best friend answered me: "That's really not the case. After all, Baby Bruce is said to be Batman's sponsor now, who would be so bold as to provoke him—Joker Except, but the Joker really doesn't seem very interested in Wayne."

"Then the second question." I smiled and said, "Have you ever seen me go out on days other than classes?"

"Uh..." My girlfriend was silent, gritted her teeth and hung up my phone, and I couldn't get through to her for three days.

Obviously she also knows that it is not so easy for a guy who can stay in that small suite for seven days without going out to encounter Gotham.

And now I am more optimistic than my best friend.

The advantage of living with your family is that even if you don’t go out, your younger brother who needs to work as a social animal in the company, your father who dated supermodels from time to time, your younger brother who takes a helicopter to go to school in the metropolis next door every day , and your big brother who works as a policewoman in Bludhaven, the capital of petty crimes, can lend you anything you want to go home.

Why do I go out if there is delivery?

Not to mention that I heard Alfred yesterday say that there are ice skating rinks, spas, oversized swimming pools, golf courses and other facilities in Wayne Island, and I may not get tired of playing for a year.

With such a happy fairy life, can I drop out of school?

Of course, it is impossible to drop out of school, and it is impossible for me to refund the tuition fees I spent in the first three years, no, drop out.

Without further ado, the breakfast Alfred prepared for me convinced me that my decision to move home was the best decision of my life.No matter whether it is Gotham or hell, I will live here!

The half-boiled scrambled eggs are sandwiched with just the right amount of melted cheese, and you can see the golden half-boiled egg liquid flowing out with the cheese, and the crispy bacon is baked out of fat, bite it down The sound of rubbing, accompanied by a chewy and salty taste burst out in my mouth. The buttered toast slices looked like yellow oranges, and the rich buttery aroma entered my nasal cavity violently. Took all my attention.

Woohoo, how can you cook such a delicious Western-style breakfast? It sucks.

After I emptied the plate of breakfast, Alfred just brought a cup of fragrant coffee and put it in front of me, the old butler said with a smile on his face, "Master said that you seem to like drinking lattes. "

Indeed, coffee with sugar and milk makes me explode!Coffee without sugar and milk is poisoning my sense of taste!

"Dad, he still remembers, I was the day - the day he came to see me - I casually mentioned something before eating." It would be a lie to say that I was not moved, but in fact, my father has always given me a great sense of surprise.

A playboy who doesn’t even know that his own daughter was born for 21 years. In fact, before my father came to the door and took me to dinner, I really couldn’t imagine that he is actually a person who would value others and treat others A person who keeps all his hobbies in his heart.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that I didn't have much resistance when my father asked me to return to Gotham to live.

After all, there is really no such thing as who owes anyone in this world. It seems that my father has not found out the truth about how I was born. I am actually quite afraid that he will actually be abandoned as an orphan.

The mother at the gate of the courtyard cheated me, so I can't figure out who owes whom.

Anyway, my dad looks really innocent, and he really wants to make up for it.

"What's Miss Roxy's impression of the master?" Alfred seemed very happy, and the old housekeeper even seemed to have tears of joy in his eyes when I mentioned my father.

"He's really different from what he's shown." After thinking about it for two seconds, I could only say this to Alfred.

I really think so. In the unanimous evaluation of the outside world, Bruce Wayne is just a playboy who ruined his parents' legacy. None of the girlfriends he has ever had can escape the half-moon curse.

If I had only seen Bruce Wayne on TV or the news, I really didn't have a good impression of him. In fact, he was useless except for his face.

But why it is said that people should not be judged by their appearance may be because of this reason.It is indeed my problem to judge others casually and recklessly without knowing them, and to believe these words only relying on the guidance of mainstream media.

After getting along with my father for such a short period of time, I don't know if he is a business idiot or not.But I don't believe him at all.

This inadvertently mentioned latte, that chair that no one will return to, that portrait that symbolizes the family and the past.

He seemed to value the family more than anyone else.