Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

During the period when Kashan stayed in the manor, she often fought with Dick and Jason.

Maybe the children's relationship is not as harmonious as our ideal.

Kassan remained vigilant like a beast, and Dick and Jason often caused her vigilance by a trivial gesture.

She hadn't been taught anything other than fighting, except to pump her fists to protect herself.Fortunately, she always retracted her strength in time and did not really cause any damage.

So this small fight is still within Ah Fu's tolerance.

In all fairness, Cass is by no means a difficult child, and she's trying to adjust to her new life.

It's a pity that she has gained very little. The only person in this family who can completely relax her guard is Bruce.

Even if she sleeps in the same bed as me at night, she only keeps a light sleep. As long as I move a little, I can see a pair of bright eyes wide open in the dark.

She worked hard to integrate into the family. Although she could not speak, she would silently watch when family members appeared.

Kashan is like a loyal puppy, or a quiet cat, always watching and learning in the dark.

At the beginning, she didn't even know what pudding was. When Ah Fu brought the dessert, she held it in her hands and looked around. Finally, she tentatively moved her head forward and bit down.

Just as she was about to bury her face in the plate, Dick came running up with the plate and spoon, "Sorry, I forgot the spoon."

After speaking, he sat in front of Kashan, picked up a spoon and scooped it up and ate it artificially.

Kashan looked sideways for a while, picked up the spoon like Dick did, scooped up at least a spoonful of pudding carefully, and stuffed it into her mouth.

The light in the girl's eyes brightened inch by inch, revealing a surprised expression.

Jason pushed the honey in front of her, "Do you want honey?"

He never poured honey on the pudding, but this time he uncharacteristically tore open the small bag of honey and poured all the honey on the pudding.

Cassan took two bites and went to see Dick again. After finding out that Dick and Jason were doing the same thing, she also learned to tear the package.

"What are you doing?" Bruce asked.

We stood on the banister of the stairs on the second floor, and we happened to be able to see the living room at a glance. The three children looked like three little heads from this perspective.

"I'm learning sign language."

I turned off the tablet, "I don't know when Kashan will learn to speak again. Just by observing her expressions and body movements, sometimes I can't understand her thoughts."

I said distressedly, "Maybe learning sign language can help me understand her mental activities."

"Then you should learn micro-expression analysis." Bruce said, "She is a child who understands very well."

I smirked politely, "Your 'good understanding' may be quite different from mine."

"She'll get used to it," Bruce reassured.

I reached out to poke his chest, "Did you forget the last time Dick patted her shoulder from behind and was thrown out by her?"

"The situation should improve after a while." Bruce estimated that he was very optimistic about the fantasy of the future, "let her learn to get in touch with other people."

"I was going to take her out with Dick and Jason, but she didn't seem very willing."

I leaned on the railing and looked down. The black-haired girl was seriously tasting the pudding made by Ah Fu himself.

Last year Bruce hired a top doctor who announced that he was going to operate on my injured knee.

Just a few months ago, Bruce declared that my operation was successful, that I had regained the ability to walk, and that I could finally enjoy shopping in a fair manner.

Because of this, I want to take Kashan to go shopping and buy some clothes and jewelry. A little girl should dress up beautifully.

She is cute and sure looks good in anything.I deliberately found several tutorials for little girls on the Internet.

"Things will get better."

This man is really a model of standing up and talking without back pain. He is the only person in the whole family who can communicate with Kashan without barriers. For this reason, Ah Fu will give him a few extra dollars when he brings dessert to Kashan.

I didn't forgive his deceit, and now even the pure black pillows have been moved to Kashan's bedroom.

"I thought it would be better to have girls around her age, so I invited Barbara and Tim over to play today."

Bruce was taken aback, "Why don't I know?"

"Personal action, no need to report to you." I smiled pretendingly, "It's like Batman is a lone ranger."

"You drove the new car I gave you." Indignantly.

"No one told me you gave it to me," I said calmly, "I just thought I found it in the garage, along with the car keys."

The depression on Bruce's face was palpable.

I didn't condone his thoughts, and walked away from him dignifiedly, "I'm going to help Ah Fu make desserts, and I'll entertain the children later."

"...I don't remember you having the skill to make desserts."

"I'm a taster."

"Long time no see, Lulu!" The little boy ran down from the car, carrying a basket in his hand.

"This is a cake made by my mother. She asked me to bring some for you to eat." Tim lifted the cotton cloth covering the basket, revealing the soft golden cake underneath.

"Isn't it delicious?" Tim said to Jason with a smile, "If you side with me in today's game, I can give you two dollars."

"Tch." Jason said disdainfully, "but for Dick."

He reaches out and fist bumps Tim where Dick can't see.

The reason they were hostile to Dick was the red-haired girl standing next to Dick, who was the first to run out to meet her.

I shook my head, "Don't worry about scarcity but inequality."

Dick is worthy of being a star actor in the trapeze show, and he will also become the focus of the stage of life in the future, staging the popular Shura comedy.

Kassan stood next to Bruce, staring at the group of peers quietly but curiously.

Bruce put his hand on her shoulder lightly, "Want to play with them?"

Kashan looked up to observe Bruce's expression, trying to find the correct answer from his expression.

"Whether you want to or not, we won't force you."

I knelt down and draped Kashan's other shoulder, "Follow your own wishes."

The eyelashes of those black eyes flickered twice, and they turned to several children.They walked towards this side talking and laughing, discussing the board game to be played later.

It just so happened that Barbara looked up at us, and Cassian's eyes met inadvertently.Cass took a step back and grabbed Bruce by the hem.

Barbara tugged at the basket in Tim's hand, "I'll advance my share first."

She trotted a few steps with the cake and stopped in front of Kashan, "Do you want to try it?"

The tempting aroma of the cake hit my face, and even I couldn't help moving my nose.

Kashan's expression hesitated, and she moved her fingers, as if she wanted to take the cake in Barbara's hand.

At this moment, Barbara suddenly raised her hand and handed the cake to Kashan.

Kashan almost subconsciously raised her hand to attack, and Bruce's palm lightly pressed on her shoulder, stopping her attack in time.

The cake was delivered to Kashan intact.The girl hesitated for a moment, let herself be held by Barbara's hand, and walked among the children.

She mixed in with a group of children and couldn't tell the difference from the others.

While the others were eagerly discussing the rules of today's game, she listened quietly.

In order to take care of Kashan, who doesn't know the rules and can't speak, they chose Monopoly, which is easier to get.

They originally planned to play Werewolf, but considering Kashan's language ability, they temporarily changed the game.

This is a correct decision, otherwise Cassan might really punch the selected unlucky dead by taking the time to spend the murderer card.

It was a correct decision for Kashan to get along with her peers. After playing a few rounds of the game, Kashan obviously relaxed a lot, and the corners of her mouth would twitch slightly when she cast good points.

"Let's invite them to go shopping together next week." I propped my chin, "Kashan seems very happy."

"Shall I drive you?" Bruce asked.

"Five children plus one adult." I counted and smiled without guilt, "Sorry, Mr. Wayne, there is no place for you in the car."

Bruce raised an eyebrow.

"Why did you refuse him?" Dick poked his head out from behind the driver's seat, and with a single movement, he pushed Jason behind him into the seat and slapped him on the head hard.

"Because I'm still angry, I'm a vengeful woman." I turned the steering wheel, "Where do you want to go first?"

"Bookstore." Jason was the first to answer.

"I'd like to go to the arcade," Dick said, "but the bookstore would work too."

Barbara spread out the fashion magazines on her and Kashan's laps, "I want to go shopping, does Kashan want to go shopping together? If you see something you like, you can buy it and take it home."

Tim, the youngest, sits in the co-pilot and doesn't need to squeeze into bird cakes with his brothers and sisters behind.

"I can go anywhere." He is wearing a small brown jacket and black jeans today, lying happily in the passenger seat as a ball of melted chocolate.

The minority obeys the majority, and the first stop is the bookstore.As soon as several children stepped through the door, they ran to different partitions, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I shrugged and found the manager of the bookstore, where I ordered a first edition of "A Study in Scarlet" half a month ago.

Because someone has a hobby of collecting first-edition books, I heard that this bookstore has a way to buy some first-edition books, so I ordered a copy here.

The store manager handed me the well-packed book, and I checked it a bit, and put the book into the bag I had prepared.

Jason and Tim hang out in the fiction section, and Dick, Barbara, and Kassan hang out in the magazine section.

I went over to take a look at their situation, went to the rest area and ordered a cup of coffee, sat down and flipped through a few pages of the magazines displayed.

After a few minutes, I guess they should have chosen the book, so I got up and went to find them.

They weren't where they were. I looked around and saw children squatting in a row near the display case.

A red-haired head was mixed into a group of black-haired heads. Their eyes followed a man passing by the bookstore, and their heads turned from left to right in unison.

Seeing that the man was about to walk out of sight, Jason was the first to get up and followed out of the bookstore on tiptoe.

Then Dick, Tim whispered, "Shouldn't we talk to Lulu?"

"He's leaving." Barbara grabbed Kashan's hand, "Go ahead and talk, we'll follow up first."

Thank you for remembering me, touching.

Seeing his brothers and sisters all running out of the bookstore, Tim, who was thrown there, widened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and trotted out to follow.

Foreword withdrawn.

After a while, my phone vibrated twice, and Tim sent a message, "Lulu, you can read a book in the bookstore first, we will be back soon."

I sincerely hope that your "remembering" can be more sincere.

I was about to follow, a hand on my shoulder.

The visitor shook his head at me.