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

Ai Puli stood alone at the far edge of the school bus stop with her bag on her back.

She saw Jonathan and Damian on the way from school, and April deliberately took a long detour before Jonathan found herself.

She was sure Damian had glanced at her and didn't warn Jonathan.Thinking of this, Ai Puli became even more angry.

She couldn't tell why she was angry, there were many factors in it.Maybe she shouldn't be angry.

"You're angry," Damian came out from behind the station billboard, "don't you want to see him?"

He is a ghost lurking beside April, and April has no idea when he appears behind her.

But her focus wasn't on that right now.

"I've already seen it." Her tone was rare, "So it can be over."

Damian frowned, "Listen, no matter what misunderstandings you have about him, I can tell you that he is definitely not what you think—"

"There is no difference." Aprily interrupted him.

For the first time, she showed clear emotions such as anger and unhappiness in her eyes, and she emphasized to Damian, "It doesn't make any difference to me how he is, and he never took care of me."

The resentment was quickly suppressed by her, and Ai Puli squeezed the strap of her schoolbag tightly, and whispered, "I'm doing well now."

"What happened to you?" Damian asked.

Ai Puli's anger could not be suppressed again, she glared at Damian, and remembered to lower her voice so that the people around her could not hear, "Leave it alone."

Damian was about to take a step closer to her, but Jonathan's hand was in front of him, "She doesn't want to say, little D."

The two people who were about to quarrel looked at Jonathan who came out of the corner, and the boy said under their gaze, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

Interrupted by him, the atmosphere in the small corner of the parking lot slowly relaxed.Ai Puli could feel the gazes of people around her, and they were looking at the three of them curiously.

She bit her lower lip, feeling aggrieved.

Of course she knew that her father was right, and he was not the little gangster that Ai Puli thought.

He is a good student and has been a policeman. Many people like him, including Damian who is not afraid of anything.Damian, Master Wayne, and the teacher who came to school in disguise today, they came to see Aprily because she was her father's daughter.

But what does all this have to do with April?She never enjoyed a day of parent-child time.

He didn't know Ai Puli before, and Ai Puli had a good life, and she was not the crystallization of her parents' love——

The school bus of West City School stopped on the platform, and Aprily stopped thinking about it, and rushed through the crowd.

She sat by the window and put her schoolbag on her lap.Damian watched her from the platform.

Damian is the younger brother of April's father. He likes April's father more. He will naturally consider his brother and want to repair their relationship.

April was just a little upset.

The school bus is about to leave and the driver starts the engine.Aprily bit her lip and pushed the window open as the car started.

She yelled viciously out of the window, "Damian, you arrogant little winter melon! Short winter melon!"

After finishing speaking, she quickly closed the window, lowered her head and pretended to be looking for stationery in her schoolbag.

Jonathan almost laughed in Damian's face.

He covered his mouth, straightened his shoulders nervously, and looked at Damian cautiously.

The short winter melon of Xicheng School stood on the platform in a daze, silent, looking like he was greatly shocked.

No, it can't be, Damian will be hit because of this?

Jonathan waved his hand in front of him in disbelief, "D?"

Damian murmured and repeated, "I'm an arrogant dwarf..."

He suddenly came back to his senses, his dull eyes recovered, and then he closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

For a moment just now, he was thinking, following what Aprile had said, that he was an arrogant little winter melon.

This is not what Damian thinks in his heart, it is impossible for him to admit that he is a short winter melon.

Is this some kind of psychological suggestion?

He opened his eyes and looked at Jonathan, "Did you see what she did?"

Jonathan didn't understand the situation, "You mean, calling you an arrogant short winter melon in the car?"

Damian gritted his teeth, considering that this was in public and he didn't punch his best friend in the face.

He told Jonathan, "I advise you to pay attention to every word she says in the future." It would be bad if the Krypton baby was affected and tap danced in the sky wearing a school uniform.

Jonathan didn't know why, "It's not me who messed with her!"

The naive boy still doesn't understand the truth that the two sides are in a cold war, and the person caught in the middle is the most uncomfortable.

After April scolds Damian on the school bus, the two enter a cold war.To be exact, Ai Puli unilaterally ignored Damian.

She only greeted Jonathan, and pretended not to see Damian or hear Damian at other times.

Damian didn't take the initiative to talk to Ai Puli, he has been busy investigating Ai Puli's ability and her experience before going to the orphanage.

Comparing the two, only Jonathan, who was caught in the middle, felt uneasy.

From his point of view, both friends have their own reasons.

Ai Puli has never seen her father since she was a child. Until now, her father's siblings and even his father's adoptive father have come to Westside School to see if she has grown three heads and six arms, and her father himself has not even made a phone call. come over.

You can't tell her, "Your father may not be on the earth, and the mobile phone has no signal", right?

Damian is even more innocent. He may be a bit nosy, but he definitely means well.

Either way, he'd prefer April to get along with his brother Dick.

Sometimes Jonathan has to admit that dealing with Damian and his family takes a little tolerance and skill.

His melancholy was brought home from school, and was quickly picked up by his caring mother, Louise.

Jonathan has a harmonious family atmosphere, and most of the time there is a friendly atmosphere in their home.This is thanks to his amazing mom.

As an ordinary human being, Louise was able to beat several Kryptonians in her family time and time again when playing cards. Everyone saw how powerful Louise was.

Jonathan edited and deleted the quarrel between the two friends until he couldn't understand the cause of the incident, and then told Louise.

Louise, who is a reporter by profession, is very good at dealing with people. She brought the freshly made peach pie to the table, "Do you want them to reconcile?"

"Of course, I will be very distressed if they continue to fight." Jonathan wrinkled his face into a small bitter gourd, and he poked the peach pie that was distributed on his plate, "Dad hasn't come back yet?"

"He still has a lot to do," Louise sat down across from him. "You can invite them to play on the farm on weekends and stay for two nights. Grandpa and grandma will be very happy."

"Is it possible?" Jonathan's eyes lit up, and then he remembered that Ai Puli lived in an orphanage, and he suddenly became depressed, "But the nuns in the orphanage may not let Ai Puli go to a classmate's house to play."

What's more, what happened to the Gleason couple not long ago, it's even more impossible to think so!

Louise leisurely admired her son's unpredictable expression, and then said slowly, "I can help call the nuns in the orphanage, as long as you are willing to invite them."

Jonathan propped his hands on the table, almost breaking the whole table to pieces in surprise.

He flinched at Louise's threatening gaze.

Louise clapped her hands, "Now, would you like to take a broom and mop and clean the house?"

Jonathan hurriedly picked up the cleaning tools, showing a flattering and obsequious smile, "I promise to complete the task."

"Are you asking me if I'm free this weekend?"

Ai Puli flipped through the textbook in her hand, but she didn't expect that Jonathan came to her specially for this purpose, "I'm sure I'm free, but the nuns don't let us go out on weekends."

"It's easy," Jonathan sat on the empty seat next to her. "My mother said she would help us talk about it. Don't worry, you just have to decide whether to go or not."

Ai Puli spread her hands helplessly, "But you will also invite Damian, right?"

She grabbed her own neck, "I get a headache when I see him."

"Why do you have to pinch your neck if you have a headache?"

"Why can't you choke your neck if you have a headache?" April closed the book, ready to pack up the things for the next class, "Thank you for inviting me, Jonathan, but—"

"You can call me Joe, or J," Jonathan said.

He stepped in front of April, clasped his hands together, "Please, please, it took me a lot of physical work to get my mother to agree to help us."

The watery blue eyes stared at Ai Puli pitifully, so wronged that it seemed that tears would roll in their eyes in the next second.

"Damian doesn't come until Saturday, you can go to the farm on Friday and sleep with my grandma at night."

The aggrieved puppy's eyes sparkled, making people dare not look directly at him, "Please! It's rare to invite friends to play at home. If it doesn't work, my brother will definitely laugh at me!"

Ai Puli couldn't open her eyes at all, and she began to suspect that she had made a mistake in judging.

This is not a warm and simple straw bed at all, this is obviously a little sun that blinds people's eyes!

"Okay, I promise you!" April turned her head to guard against his dog-eye attack, "If the nun doesn't agree, then I can't help it."

No one can refuse Jonathan, just as no one can refuse his mother Louise.

Until April arrived at the rural farm in Kansas in Jonathan's mother's car, holding her schoolbag with a change of clothes, she still felt like she was living in a dream.

Jonathan rushed out of the farm house, "You guys are so quick, I thought it would take a while for you to pack up."

"I don't have much to bring." Aprily hugged her bag tightly.

She looked at Grandpa Jonathan and Grandma Martha standing at the door, obediently with a touch of timidity, "Hello, Grandpa and Grandma."

She knew very well why Ms. Hugh Jones and the nuns easily agreed to Jonathan's mother's invitation.

They hope that the family will adopt April after they come into contact with her.Louise, a well-known reporter, and Jonathan, an alumnus of Appleby, were more reassuring than the Gleasons.

April felt a little guilty and embarrassed.

Louise was keenly aware of her emotions, and gently pushed her back to signal her to enter the room, "It's dinner time now, Martha has cooked her best dishes, don't waste her heart."

Never before in April has everyone sitting around a table sharing their day's experiences while grabbing the last bits of stew from the cauldron.

Meals in the orphanage are in the cafeteria system, and the nuns will distribute food to the children on the dinner plate.Everyone took the plate and found a place to eat by themselves.

Earlier, she didn't seem to have had many serious meals.Mom can't cook, she doesn't seem to have much need for food.She seems to have no needs for most of the things that humans depend on for survival, food, exercise, social and emotional needs.

Aprile eats slowly, appreciating every bite she takes.By the time she had almost eaten, the dishes on the table would have been wiped out.

She looked left and right with the plate, not knowing where to send it for washing.

Martha took the tableware from her hand, "You should have a good time today. You have never been to the country, let Joe show you around."

She was pushed out of the kitchen in a daze, and Jonathan was taking off the coat hanging at the door, "Do you want to add some clothes, it's a bit cold outside now."

Ai Puli rummaged through, found a thicker coat in her schoolbag and changed it on, "Are we going out?"

Jonathan pushed open the door, "Let's go, mom won't let us hide in the room to play games after dinner."

A crescent moon hangs in the blue to black sky, occasionally drifting half a vaguely shaped cloud.

There is still one month before Halloween, and the winter wheat has just been planted, and the shadows of trees on the far edge of the bare field can be seen at a glance.

The stalks are piled up into tall and soft haystacks, like small peaks uprooted from the plains, dotted on the edge of the open farmland, waiting to be made into fertilizer or rations for livestock.

This place is filled with the smell of straw and soil, dry and wet, and it is different from all the places that Ai Puli has been to before.

Jonathan climbed up on the straw and reached out to Aprily, "Can you come up, I can pull you."

Ai Puli hesitated, "Will it not be crushed?"

"No, don't worry." Jonathan took her hand and helped her up, and the two of them sat down on top of the tall straw pile.

"In summer, you can see a lot of stars lying here." Jonathan said, "It's cool at night and you can get wind."

Ai Puli rested her chin on her knees, "It's still far from summer now."

"At that time, you can come here to play again. Grandpa will freeze fruit to eat." Jonathan stretched his arms and looked closely at Ai Puli.

Aprile tilted her head.

"You're still upset," the boy said awkwardly. "Is it because I didn't entertain well? In fact, the pile of straw isn't very dirty. Just wash the clothes tomorrow."

"That's not what I meant," Ai Puli thought in trouble, not knowing how to express herself accurately, "it's just... just, why are you being so friendly to me? This seems to have exceeded the limit of ordinary people."

"There's no reason," Jonathan said in surprise, "I thought we were friends!"

"But look," Ai Puli gestured, "you and Damian have been helping me all the time, and I haven't helped you at all. We don't play together every day."

"Friends don't use these definitions." Jonathan was a little annoyed, "Besides, it's not like you didn't help me."

"Did I do something?" Aprily opened her eyes wide.

Jonathan lay down beside her. "I'm happy with Damian. I'm friends with Damian. I'm happy with you, so we're friends too."

"Is that right?"

"That's it."

"Oh." Aprily whispered.

She lay down with Jonathan, sinking into the soft straw, the exposed straw poking her face.

She spread her limbs and slid down a little.

"I'm glad, too," she said sheepishly.