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

Aprily sat at the table with Ms. Nancy next to her.

She wasn't tall enough for her legs to reach the floor, and when she sat on the dining chair, her feet would hang obediently, occasionally shaking happily.

The red-headed man who claimed to be an acquaintance of Ai Puli's father began to rummage in the house for food as soon as he entered the house.

Disgustingly, he pushed aside the cereal piled up in the cupboard, and dug out a few potatoes from the sack.

He carried the potatoes into the kitchen, and after a while a red head in an apron stood out from the kitchen door.

"Would you like some more, Princess?"

"I'm not a princess." Aprily corrected seriously, but she hesitated, "The nuns don't allow us to eat too late."

The red head was full of nonsense, "Dick is not wearing a nun's costume, he is not a nun."

Ai Puli began to think seriously, and the red head whispered like a demon, "Just this time. You see, next time I'm not here, you won't get up in the middle of the night to eat."

Ai Puli felt that what he said made sense, she puffed up her chest and drew in her belly, making a dignified ladylike posture, "What are you going to cook, sir."

Mr. Redhead showed a smug smile on his face hidden under the red hood, "Of course it's—"

There was a huge bowl of French fries on the table, so many that Aprile suspected that Mr. Redhead had used up all the potatoes he could find in the house.

Mr. Redhead sat across from Aprily and Ms. Nancy, concentrating on making the dipping sauce for the chips.

He took off the hood that looked like a big red date, revealing the young and tough face underneath.

Gunpowder smoke, earth, and gunpowder mixed with the odd aroma of fast food sauces and food.Someone struggled to make a bloody road and re-entered the mortal world.

There is a very complex smell in the deeper part, which is not good, similar to Damian, but very very weak.

Mr. Redhead adjusted the dipping sauce, pushed it to the middle of the table, "Taste it."

Ai Puli's eyes moved to the fried golden and crispy French fries on the plate, and then moved up to the red-headed face with a careless expression.

She worked up the courage to ask, "What should I call you?"

The red head fluttered over and glanced over.

He was really annoying, knowing that Ai Puli didn't want to be called "Princess", but he still called it that way on purpose, loudly, "It's my negligence, I didn't report my name to the little princess."

He touched his chin, "Jason, you can call me that."

Jason raised the corners of his lips mischievously, "I can barely be your second uncle."

Ai Puli is not surprised, she has long been prepared that she will have many strange uncles and aunts.

She took a French fries, dipped it in Jason's secret dipping sauce, and took a bite.

Seeing her eyes light up, Jason raised his eyebrows contentedly, and whistled, "I knew my craft was good."

He rested his hands on his chin, showing a slightly owed and slightly wicked smile, "Your father is not at home, isn't it boring for you to be alone?"

The devil whispered again, "Do you want to play a game?"

April's head popped into the head of a happy time playing Monopoly with Damian and Jonathan on a Kansas farm.

The game is really fun, and Aprile thinks she could play it all day.

She admitted that she was a little moved, "But I have to go to school tomorrow."

Jason snorted a few times, poured all the sauce on the fries, grabbed a handful and munched, "You can't go to school tomorrow, little princess."

Holding a piece of French fries, he ticked the air like a conductor of a symphony orchestra, "You haven't been to Wayne's old house, have you? Dick will definitely take you back to the old house."

April asked innocently, "Will you go back with us?"

Jason nearly choked on his own French fries, and he gave April a suspicious look, who looked at him obediently.

"Aren't you going back with us?" the girl said pitifully.

"No, of course not," Jason rejected her coldly, "I am a prodigal son, and a prodigal son will never come home."

"You will go back with us." A gloomy voice came from the window destroyed by Jason.

A figure squatted on the window sill, and the dim light of the restaurant could not reach him, only the bright blue "V" extending from his chest to his arms could be clearly seen.

After receiving a signal from the security system, Nightwing, who had traveled four blocks in 10 minutes and rushed home from the other side of the city, jumped into the living room. This was the first time he appeared in front of April in uniform.

He looked around, fixed his eyes on the French fries on the dining table, and suddenly became angry, "It's three o'clock in the morning, and you still take my daughter for supper!"

Dick couldn't believe it, and complained loudly, "The point is, you are still eating behind my back!"

April quietly withdrew her hand reaching for the fries.

Jason: "..."

He looked at the broken window, and thought of the security system that he had temporarily hacked with the virus, and asked sincerely, "Is the point you caught is that we eat behind your back?"

He was touched. "This is you, Dick."

Ai Puli was snatched by her own father to the bathroom to supervise brushing her teeth.She failed to make the game with Jason, and was sent back to bed with Ms. Nancy, wrapped in a quilt printed with little strawberries.

The adults are talking outside.

Dick didn't shy away from Jason, who was sitting in the restaurant and continued to eat French fries. He took off his uniform, took a quick shower and changed into a white undershirt.

"Save some for me." He snatched the last bit of French fries from the plate, "Are you going back to the manor with us tomorrow?"

Jason did a little thought.

This ex-Robin with Libby Brown Bear next to him will definitely not let him go, and he will definitely have Dick and Bruce's fun when he goes back.

He basically anticipated the future.

Ai Puli's news has been floating around in the family group for a while.One day Stephanie frantically posted photos of April in the group.There is no doubt that the little princess is a superpower, and Bruce will definitely find a way to figure out her abilities.

Their big brother Dick is an overprotective guy.

He is one of the few people in this family who advocates "respecting the privacy of others".Leaving aside the fact that he sometimes breaks the rules himself, at the moment they are not clear about April's ability, and it is undoubtedly Dick who has played a blocking role in it.

Jason could see clearly that the two of them would undoubtedly quarrel over this issue, and they might even have a fight.He would at least open a 2L bottle of Coke to celebrate, and he didn't mind spraying the popped Coke bubbles on the two of them.

So Jason readily agreed, "Okay."

He promised so readily that Dick couldn't help but look sideways at him, "Didn't you go back and secretly drive the Batmobile, say yes first, and say that I have nothing to do with this matter when you ask."

"Let's not talk about that," Jason changed the topic, and poked Dick's chest with his elbow energetically, "You are the first man among us to be a father, how does it feel?"

Dick smiled wryly.He knew this younger brother well, and knew that Jason asked him out of a gossip mentality, but the desire to confide in someone prevailed.

He was a little embarrassed to say that when he just came back, he saw Jason and Aprily talking and laughing, and he was a little—he seemed, not as happy as he thought.

Aprily was a good, polite kid. She was easier to get along with than any kid Dick had ever met, and she was about as difficult as a tenth of a Damian.

The problem is, she is too obedient.The flip side of this obedience is politeness and intimacy.There is still a part of her that is wary of the cunning trap of family affection and does not allow herself to fall into it.

Dick thought again of the box of cereal circles that April had picked up at the mall.

He could tell right away that it wasn't what Aprile wanted.There are many different brands and different flavors of cereals and other instant food products at home, and Ai Puli has never shown interest.

She just thought Dick would like this, and her own needs and ideas could take a backseat.

Dick couldn't help feeling a bit of resentment toward April's mother, wondering why she'd made her daughter such an insecure little animal.

... no, not right.

In fact, he knew the reason, and anyone who had been with Aprily for a while could sense it.

April's mother doesn't love her, so the girl learns to protect herself before loving herself.

Dick's face was full of anger and depression, and Jason could guess what he was thinking with the gun belt on his thigh.

He's more than willing to have fun, but it's okay to be a nice guy once in a while.

Jason drew his voice, thinking of himself as a kind priest listening to people's prayers in the church, "Do you want to know why the little princess is so polite to you, and you are not kindergarten teachers and students."

Dick looked over.

The empathetic Father Todd cleared his throat, "Give me an easy-to-understand example. Although I always quarrel and fight with Bruce, or are about to quarrel and fight. But if Bruce is a clown, everyone won't have any troubles. "

He grinned sinisterly, "I'll just shoot him and blow him into seventeen pieces with a bomb, and throw him into the sewer to feed the killer crocodile."

Dick's brain uncontrollably associated with that scene.He shuddered and said vigilantly, "Killer Crocodile doesn't eat that kind of thing, don't treat him like a garbage disposal who lives in the sewer, he also has an independent personality."

He discussed with Jason on the question of "Can killer crocodile live in the sewer, can I order takeaway?", and he unconsciously relaxed.

Jason's meaning is obvious. People have different expectations for different people. For those who are more eager and intimate, the expectations will be higher.

Aprily hasn't called Dick "Daddy" yet, but she's unconsciously judging Dick by his father's standards.

Dick was figuring out his way with her.He is bewildered by the sudden appearance of a blood-related daughter.In the beginning, he just took care of her because of his instinct to take care of weak children.

They are all moving toward each other and adjusting to their new identities as family.

Dick hooked Jason's neck and pressed it close, "Thank you, bro."

He said happily, "But next time before you come here, can you give me a call first, and I will send Ai Puli to the farm in Kansas in advance."

Jason wished he could grow eight hands to push him away, he leaned back in disgust, "If you use the method of picking up girls on your daughter—"

Dick took the baguette from the table and gagged his mouth.