[Zhongyingmei] How difficult is it to become a reliable adult

April woke up in the sun, she hugged the pillow and rolled under the quilt, trying to avoid the sunlight coming in from the window.

Someone is knocking on the bedroom window.

She thought in a daze, the room she slept in was on the third floor of the orphanage, who could fly to the third floor of the orphanage and knock on her window?

The meteor that flew back that night?

Tommy certainly didn't like getting out of bed.Aprily groped the ground with her feet for a while, then put on her slippers and walked sleepily to the window.

She opened the curtains, and Jonathan smiled at her through the glass, "Get up, Ella!"

She yawned, pushed open the window, and drawled lazily, "Good morning, Joe—"

"I'll go for a walk with Xiao Krypton later, do you want to come together?"

A big white dog came out from beside Jonathan and wagged its tail friendly at Aprily.

Jonathan put his arms around the big dog's neck, "This is Krypton Putuo, we call him Little Krypton."

"Good morning, Little Krypton." Ai Puli rubbed her eyes, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Go for a walk after breakfast," Jonathan avoided Xiao Krypton's tongue licking his face, "Grandma made pancakes."

"Okay, give me a few minutes," April said.

Louise went back after dinner last night, and Aprile shared a room with Jonathan's grandma, Martha.Martha got up early, her half of the quilt and pillows neatly folded.

Ai Puli folded her quilt, smoothed the sheets, and then took out a sweater and jeans from her schoolbag to change into.

She came out of the room after washing up just in time for Martha to bring the pancakes and oat milk to the table.Jonathan, who had just woken her up outside the window, set the table.

Martha's husband, the older Jonathan, drizzled a generous spoonful of maple syrup and whipped cream on everyone's pancakes, with a few blueberries garnished on top.

They chatted and ate breakfast at the sun-drenched table.

Jonathan's family members all have the taste of sunshine.

The Kents are warm cotton soaked in the sun, mixed with the smell of wheat and earth.Louise is an ink with a stronger smell in the sun, and after careful identification, you can feel the smell of chemicals superimposed on blue ink.

When Damian came over, April and Jonathan were playing catch with Krypton on the grass in front of the house.

I don't know if it's because of Xiao Krypton's extraordinarily strong body, but Ai Puli feels that every time it grabs the Frisbee, it seems that it will fly up in the next second.

Damian watched from the side for a while, and commented objectively, "This amount of exercise is not enough for Krypton to digest after meals."

Ai Puli had noticed him a long time ago, and when she heard his voice now, she groaned inwardly and threw the frisbee to Damian.

Damian raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

Ai Puli turned her head away, pretending not to see him, and sat down on the spot.

She basked in the sun with her face up, with thorny grass stalks under her hands.Something smacked against Aprily's feet.

a box of chocolate.

Jonathan's eyes widened, "Why didn't I!"

Damian pushed him away in disgust, "You're covered in sweat, stay away from me!"

Ai Puli sat on the side to watch the two of them fight, and Xiao Krypton joined the battle.She opened the chocolate and tasted one, and it tasted really good.

In the end, the box of chocolates was divided among the three of them equally.After exercising with Krypton, Jonathan suggested going back to the room to play games.

He and Damian fought over which game disc to choose, and Aprile sat on the sofa drinking oat milk and eating small cookies.

She has never played games, and she doesn't know which games are fun.The point is that with three of them, most two-player games are unplayable.

Jonathan picked up a piece of chocolate, stuffed it into his mouth and accused Damian angrily, "You are too overbearing, we played Super Mario last time!"

"It's because you're too good at playing other games, crying baby," Damian held up the disc, "playing games with you is a waste of my precious life."

They argued until April was snuggled into the couch, about to fall asleep.She was woken up by Jonathan.

"Let's play Monopoly," Jonathan lay on the edge of the sofa, "do you want to play?"

Soon three heads appeared on the floor in front of the TV.

Aprile had never played a game like it.She was the third to set off, and watched Jonathan and Damian's actions very carefully before setting off.

The rules of the game are not complicated. After a few rounds, Ai Puli figured out the operation process of the game and began to devote herself to the game with great interest.

Monopoly is more about luck than calculation. As a newcomer to the game, Aprily's luck far exceeds that of Damian and Jonathan. After more than 20 rounds, her wealth was beyond the reach of the two combined.

They spent the whole day on the game, and went to the room immediately after lunch.

Damian has repeatedly wanted to challenge the authority of April's richest man, and has evolved from being heavily in debt to being heavily in debt.Jonathan was at ease as his petty citizen and did not join the fight between the two.

They played into the afternoon, and the game ended with a crushing defeat for Damian and a crushing victory for April.

They cleared the room, and there was still half an hour before dinner began.

Jonathan lay fast asleep on the couch.Aprile went to serve a second plate of biscuits.Damian sat on the floor near the sofa, leaning against the arm of the sofa, casually flipping through a comic.

April put the biscuits on the tea table in front of him, and Damian glanced at her and reached for one.

"He is in a place where there is no signal. I sent him a message, but he hasn't received it yet." He said endlessly.

Ai Puli understood what he meant, she flicked her nails, sat on the sofa, between Jonathan and the armrest of the sofa, "What kind of person is he?"

Damian turned over a page of comics and said casually, "He's nice, smart, friendly, pile up all the good adjectives in your head, and that's him."

"I didn't know you thought so highly of him."

"I didn't live with my father all the time," Damian said suddenly, turning to look at Aprily. "He was the first person in the family to really acknowledge me."

April was speechless.

Damian lowered his head and turned his attention back to the comic, "My feelings have nothing to do with you."

This sentence means that he will no longer use his feelings to influence Ai Puli's judgment.

Aprile curled up into a ball in a red sweater, pillowing her knees.

She rarely confides in her heart, "I don't want to meet him."

"You're afraid," Damian said sharply, "you're afraid that he doesn't like you, and you're afraid that you'll be disappointed."

Aprile hugged her legs, fell crookedly on the sofa, and turned to poke Jonathan in the face, "Dinner is almost here, Joe."

Damian scoffed at her attempt to avoid the subject, shook his head and went back to his comics.

While the three of them were vacationing on a Kansas farm, arguing over the order of departure for Monopoly, a spaceship traveled from space to Earth, through the atmosphere, and was first captured by a satellite owned by Wayne Enterprises.

The mission was successfully completed, and Dick sat on the sofa, his injured right arm was covered with bandages, so tight that he couldn't even move his wrist.

Despite the dull pain in his right hand, he stubbornly took out his mobile phone with his left hand, wanting to see if anyone had contacted him during the time he was away from Earth.

This is an unquestionable question, because not only did he not say hello to Damian before he left, but he also drove away the Batplane that Damian stole.

Dick had already foreseen a future in which he was blacklisted by Damian or emptied of all the grain circle reserves.

He started the machine with a tragic mood, and a person came in at the boarding gate of the spaceship. It was Clark who had just returned from the sun.

Both of them were injured to varying degrees during this mission, but the result was satisfactory. They successfully sent the alien invasion creatures back to their hometown.

Worth the reward, Dick should reward himself for finishing a plate of pizza all by himself.

"We're going to Earth soon, are you going to my house for dinner?" Clark asked, "My family hasn't seen you for a long time."

"Hope your family welcomes a wounded man who wields a table knife with his left hand." Dick smiled easily.

As soon as his phone was turned on, Damian's email popped up.

Dick opened the email, and Clark witnessed that his face gradually became serious, his whole face slowly turned pale, and then turned red a little bit.

Even Superman can be intimidated by his unpredictable expressions.

Clark whispered, "What happened?"

The sound made Dick tremble with fright, and the phone fell to the ground.

He didn't speak, his eyes fell on the focus of the void, a little confused and a little disbelieving, even mixed with anger and bewilderment.

"My phone may be broken," he picked it up, forgetting the principle of keeping his real name confidential. "It may also be that Damian sent the wrong email."

He turned off the phone and restarted it, and clicked into the mailbox again.

One of the bad habits he inherited from Bruce was that when he was in trouble, he always subconsciously forgot that he was not alone in the world.

Clark looked at his tight lips, "Do you need my help?"

Dick was silent for a moment, then stood up, "No, thank you."

Realizing that his tone was blunt, he scratched his hair, "I just... just couldn't accept it for a while."

Clark sat in front of him, pursing his lips in an inclusive manner, "You can always tell me your troubles, and I will be happy to help you solve them."

"It's not a problem." Dick pondered for a long time before choosing a relatively suitable word, "It's... a challenge."

His uninjured left hand clenched into a fist unconsciously, "I might have a daughter." He felt incredible.

Clark was taken aback, "This is indeed great news."

He asked, "Do you feel unacceptable?"

"Not at all." Dick rubbed the back of his head, "You know, I'm happy to have a new family, I just—"

Clark agreed, "Just not ready?"

"Not ready." Dick licked his lips, "I didn't learn to be a qualified elder."

"What are you going to do?" Clark's tone slowed down, "It looks like you won't be able to finish this meal."

"Thank you for your kindness, Big Blue." Dick stood up and reset the destination on the console, "Robin said she is in Gotham, I have to go back to Gotham to meet her first."

"Good luck," Clark said.

At the same time, he received a message from Louise, "J is playing on the farm with his classmates. If you are coming back, we will go to the farm tomorrow for Sunday."