[Comprehensive Yingmei] Me and my four unjust brothers

Damian, who was sitting next to Merrell, was naturally the first to observe Merrell's restraint.

Damian snorted coldly, should it be said that he was raised by a flower-growing family?He has imitated the reserve and shyness of a florist, not at all what Wayne should look like.

Look at how thin he is, he is not in good health, shyness has a purpose, and it is true that he can eat enough.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Damian picked up a hairy crab imported from China and put it on Merrell's plate.

Merrell was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Damian with complicated eyes. He was flattered and overwhelmed. He never thought that he could eat the food forked by his family at the table in Wayne Manor.

He thought it was a tradition only for florists, and he did it to express his concern for his family.

And it was made by a younger brother who didn't like him very much, so Damian thought he was upright...?

When Damian saw Merrell looking at him flattered, he felt even more pitiful for Merrell, just to fork him a hairy crab would show such a surprised expression, Merrell's life in the foster family is really pitiful.

So Damian wants to treat Merrell better, let Merrell know that Wayne Manor is his home, they are his family, and the extravagant and noble life of Wayne Manor is the life he should have lived.

His body will recover faster in Wayne Manor than in Marriage.

Of course, on the surface, Damian will not show a little bit of his own thoughts.

He just had a stinking face, as if he would press Merrell's head into the soup bowl in the next second, his tone was as stinky as his face: "What? How can the Wayne family treat you badly? Do you like it or not? .”

Come, come, come again, speaking awkward and caring words in a bullying tone, Damian is the real boss in Wayne Manor, right?

The other three brothers who had never heard Damian talking to him were shocked in place, was that really Damian?And not some guy who took Damian off?

Speaking of which, is there really such a saying as seizing a house in the United States?

Dick was the first to react, he was in a very complicated mood now.

He didn't know whether he was jealous that Merrell got the first offer from the devil boy who was always stubborn and stubborn, or if he was jealous that Damian got Merrell's attention in this way.

But in any case, Damian can't take all of Merrell's sight alone.

Thinking of this, Dick quickly grabbed a chicken leg, and his quick movement made the other three narrow their eyes vigilantly.

Dick's behavior started the table war first, but Dick sandwiched the chicken leg onto Merrell's plate in full view.

Dick said softly, "Merrell eat more, and see how thin you are."

"...Oh, good." Merrell.

Tim squinted his eyes, kept a soft smile on his face, and put a small fish on Merrell's plate.

"This fish is also very good."

Not to be outdone, Jason picked up a piece of meat and put it in Merrell's bowl. After picking it up, he gave the other three people a provocative look.

"Eat more meat."

Bruce, who thought it would be difficult for Merrell to be accepted by the family, looked at the scene of the brother's compliment, and couldn't help curling his lips. When he was seen by Ah Fu, Ah Fu couldn't help but look at him as he grew up. The children smiled.

They have all grown up.

Keeping a happy and peaceful mood, Bruce stretched out the fork towards a piece of meat. In the next second, a silver fork passed by his eyes, accurately and ruthlessly forked away the piece of meat that Bruce was looking for.

That piece of meat is really good, grilled just right, not too dry and not too oily, a layer of honey is wrapped on it to seal it with a layer of golden color, a few bright sea salt and a few spices of spices.

Bruce watched as the piece of meat hung tightly on the fork, from under his fork, across several plates, and finally to Merrell's plate, besides, the food on Merrell's plate had been piled up up the hill.

Bruce: unhappy

He raised his head and glanced at the murderer who took away this piece of meat, his own son, the person he was most worried about would embarrass Merrell——

Damian Wayne.

"...Thank you." Merrell stared blankly at the plates piled up into a hill, feeling something was wrong.

He raised his head and looked calmly at the brothers who seemed to be calm but undercurrents. The nerves of carnivorous animals made him catch some strange electric waves of his four brothers.

This dinner table war has gone sour.

What had started as a dispute over food turned into another battle over food, but the purpose was never to let the other party eat it, but to see who could get more food for Merrell.

The small hill gradually became a height that Merrell could not finish eating.

How much time would it take him to heal the wound he had suffered from this dinner?Merrell stared at the food mountain in front of him in a trance.

Finally, another piece of meat was snatched and sent to Merrell's plate.

The alarm bell in Bruce's heart kept ringing, and it kept reminding Bruce that the identity of the head of the family was threatened.

Suddenly Bruce put down the fork with a snap, and the sound finally brought the four of them back from the struggle. They couldn't help but look at Bruce. Bruce's dark face was not very beautiful.

"It's delicious to eat, and leave if you don't want to eat."

After Bruce's words fell, several people were honest in an instant. They withdrew their hands and glared at each other, barely restraining their arrogance.

Merrell couldn't help casting a grateful look at Bruce, and Bruce's face softened slightly when he saw this, and then he picked vegetables for Merrell under the surprised eyes of everyone and Merrell's horrified gaze.

"Don't forget to eat your vegetables, too."

"...Okay." Merrell looked at the food on the plate as if he was dying.

In order to live up to the good intentions of his family, Merrell ate all the food on the plate. He stood up with difficulty while supporting the chair, and then he vomited.

Now Merrell was lying on the bed weakly. This was the second time he had been forced to lie on the bed today.

He half-closed his eyes and looked at the ceiling thinking about his life, his stomach still felt a burst of flatulence and pain, and even his body's allergic reaction was so sour, it didn't matter.

His father and brothers greeted him at the bedside for a while, pointing out that Dick was babbling alone, Tim occasionally echoing Dick while playing on his mobile phone, Damian stared at Merrell with those fierce green eyes like wolf cubs, The same is true for Bruce, both of them are worthy of being father and son.

Jason sat at his computer desk fiddling with his battered laptop and his games.

Merrell remembered that before dinner, he was running the mainline of version 14 in ff6.0, due to the game's new anti-occupancy server resource system.

Thirty minutes after Merrell went to eat, the system had already kicked him out of Eorzea, but the account would not exit the interface, and he could re-enter the game with just a tap of a finger.

The caring words of his father and brothers were heard by Merrell's left ear and out of his right ear, but he just looked in Jason's direction with such strength that he almost wanted to pop his eyes out.

Jason's fingers danced quickly on the keyboard, and the mouse slid quickly on the desktop. It was obvious that he was not running the main line leisurely. This hand speed, huh?Isn't it just swearing at people?

Until Tim discovered Merrell's desire, he curled his lips indistinctly, and then took half a step forward to completely block Merrell's view of Jason.

Merrell: ... Dogecoin

Merrell lay down quietly in the shape of a salted fish that had lost her dream.

He pretended to cough twice: "I'm going to rest." Let's go, I have to go out to dig the base at night.

It was said that Bruce and the others did not intend to continue to disturb Merrell.

Go early, I have to go to the night patrol at night to see if there is another criminal who forced the bastard to break out of prison and come out to make trouble.

Jason stood up, tilted his head halfway and said to Merrell, "Used your number to kill more than 100 heads."

Merrell: "!!!" Directly performed sitting up in a dying illness.

He looked at Jason with a serious face amidst everyone's amazed eyes. At this moment, he finally saw the picture on the computer screen clearly. It was an ending interface, with 27 kills, zero deaths, and zero assists.

The second brother's skillful k-head technique must have been played a lot.

Merrell slowly knelt down on the bed and kowtowed to Jason.

Jason raised his eyebrows, he was very pleased with Merrell's behavior, and even said politely: "There is no need to show such a big gift."

Merrell, who was so weak that he seemed to die on the spot in a second, couldn't see the weakness just now. He squatted on the bed and stared at Jason like a puppy. "Second brother, take me to the battlefield next time."

Jason didn't speak, but Dick jumped ahead of him and said, "Merrell, I can also play with you. I'm a dragon rider, and I'll give you a dragon sausage."

Merrell, who had been staring at Jason eagerly just now, immediately turned his gaze to Dick.

Dragon Sausage is a skill that can increase the damage of connected teammates.

A dragon knight's heart and body may be cold, but his dragon intestines must be hot.

"You can lead people even with your dragon riding joke?" Jason, who was robbed of the conversation, provoked Dick angrily.

Not to be outdone, Dick replied: "It's better than someone who only plays mechanics and is always on the pvp blacklist?"

Jason and Dick kept fighting each other, Tim rolled his eyes in disgust, turned his head to look at Merrell, and said softly, "Don't worry about those two performers, I'm an astrologer, and I'll issue you a card."

It's Astrology Mommy! !

Merrell looked at Tim with tears in his eyes, realizing that Tim had q'd him, Jason and Dick turned their heads at the same time.

"Just your obsessive-compulsive astrology? It's so funny."

"Don't listen to Tim, he won't issue you a card because you made the wrong cycle."

"Don't disturb Merrell's rest." Bruce chased him off politely, the subtext was, what should I do when it's time?What are you still doing together here?No night patrol tonight?

If only the bit of sourness lurking in Bruce's tone could be overlooked.

Jason, who had seen through the old father's true thoughts, let out a smirk, but turned and left very simply. Tim didn't stay too long, and Dick winked from Merrell before leaving.

Merrell guessed that what he meant was that next time you take him to play together, you will also give him the dragon sausage.

Damian was the last one to leave. He jumped off the bench without even looking at Merrell, and just said something as he walked to the door.

"I play tanks, milk and output. If there is anything I can't beat, you can call me." After finishing speaking, he left coolly, leaving Merrell with a cool back.

Bruce: ...

He has always thought that the relationship between the four sons is only a superficial harmony, but they have already played the same game together behind the scenes, and now they are wooing the newly found son to play together.

And he couldn't even understand what they were saying.

Bruce had a weird feeling of being out of sorts, like being isolated in school as a kid.

Then only Bruce and Merrell were left staring at each other. Seeing that Bruce had no intention of leaving, Merrell thought about what the brothers had just said.

Merrell tried to speak: "Uh? Father, are you the Sanjue or the Diamond Wolf King?"

Bruce said, "I'm not."

Bruce stared at Merrell, he organized the language in his mind, how to euphemistically maintain his father's majestic image and pretended not to care about bringing up the game.

"Well, I have a friend..."

Touching on Bruce's hesitant gaze and classic 'my friend is my own' remark.

Merrell showed an expression that I understand, and he said, "...Ah, this game is called Final Fantasy 14."

Bruce explained again worryingly: "It's not that I want to know, it's that I have a friend..."

Merrell made an OK gesture and lay on the bed in a bad posture.

"Rest early." Bruce, who got the information he wanted, flew away lightly like a big happy bat.

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Old Father: I was excluded.