[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Jason tried very hard not to get angry first.Calm down, Dick is your mate now, whoever strikes first loses—same with mouth, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale...

"I thought you wanted to find the Cerberus so that it wouldn't continue to hurt people?" Dick asked carefully, as if he had fully understood that Jason was covered in landmines all over his body, and he had to be extra careful not to touch the house. Sensitive nerves of newcomers.

"I am!" Jason admitted generously, "At first I didn't know that they made the devil's contract themselves. I thought it was something that was attacking people casually. Although the targets of the attacks were not good people, but They didn't break the law...well, there was definitely drug dealing, but that aside, I don't think they did a damn thing anyway."

Dick grasped the mystery in Jason's words: "But now you think they did it? Damn it."

"Isn't it? They went to sign the life contract by themselves. They got everything they wanted, and then the other party took their lives as agreed when the contract expired." Jason raised his hand in the air irritably and waved it, "By the way Why do you get all the benefits by cheating without paying the price? Personal crimes and personal burdens! (You've made your bed, now lie init.)”

"But that's what we're supposed to do! Save people. We're heroes, Jason. And heroes don't have to watch people die!" Dick said this as if it were some kind of universal theory, like the force of gravity. It's as common as an apple falling down.You're a superhero, so - go ahead and save the world.

"No, the hero fights the villains and saves 'innocent' citizens." Jason bit the word "innocent" very clearly, "You're talking like the clown is going to commit suicide, and you still have to pour chicken soup on him and tell him that the world is a mess." Good, just think for 3 minutes and you don't want to commit suicide."

"That's a completely different situation!" Dick also turned up the volume, pointing to the documents scattered all over the floor, "These people were killed by hellhounds, not trying to commit suicide!"

"It seems to me that they have already started committing suicide when they signed the contract with the devil. It's like chronic poisoning, once poisoned." Compared with Dick's righteousness, Jason has a completely indifferent expression, "People Can't have everything, Dick."

Jason could see Dick struggling.He just didn't know what the struggle was.This group of people is like cheating and cheating players in the game. They all say that cheating is fun for a while, and the whole family is cremated.In real life, although it is not the crematorium of the whole family, cheating players cannot escape.

"I don't know, Jason." Dick slumped his shoulders, pouted his mouth in distress, and scratched his head with one hand on the back of his head, "I understand what you mean, no effort, no gain, these people get their You have to pay a price for what you want, I understand. But... I just don't think it's right. Let's talk about this Henry Powell, even if all the above reasons are put on him, I agree, let him die. I just... Life shouldn't be such a cheap thing. I don't know how to explain it, but I just think it's wrong to let him die!"

"Then maybe you should try to let go of your 'feeling', because I can't think of a reason why this kind of person is worth saving, and to be honest, your 'feeling' is not a solid backing."

Jason could clearly feel the tension in the room rising.He and Dick are both trying to keep the scene from becoming as explosive as they first met, but it's clear they're both starting to fail.

Until Alfred's knock on the door opened a gap between the two tense little animals.

"Do you two young masters want to rest for a while? You have been locked in your room for a long time, maybe you can go downstairs for some exercise before dinner."

The butler didn't seem to feel the tense atmosphere in the room at all, and calmly picked up the teacups used by Dick and Jason, as well as the empty biscuit jars.

"I'll help you prepare dinner!" Jason quickly stepped forward and took the tray full of cutlery from Alfred's hand, "You promised to teach me how to make salad dressing."

"Of course, Master Jason. What do you think of the honey mustard flavor first?" Alfred and Jason, old and young, were talking about various salad dressing flavors, and the atmosphere was harmonious like a real grandparent and grandson.

Dick watched the backs of one tall and one low disappear into the corner stairs, and recalled that when he was the same age as Jason, the relationship between him and Afu seemed to be less intimate than Jason.

He likes Ah Fu very much, there is no doubt about it.But just as he couldn't equate Bruce with his father, he couldn't completely treat Alfred as a grandpa.Perhaps this is the difference between him and Jason, the subtle line between "like" grandpa and "is" grandpa, and this difference stems from the different backgrounds of the two of them.

"God, I really need one-on-one guidance on how to deal with a stinky little brother." Dick covered his face and wailed for a while, then shuffled away from Jason's room, maybe he could try his luck again to see if he could get through Xiao Zha contacted Constantine, he didn't want to deal with hell creatures with just two specially made electrified card sticks.

***

Jason carefully observed Alfred's movements. The process of making meatloaf with red wine is not complicated. Jason has carefully observed the structure of this dish, but when he put the meatloaf he rolled into the frying pan, It will always fall apart, unlike the meat rolls made by Ah Fu, each piece is well-proportioned and complete.Today, I finally had the opportunity to see Ah Fu making meat rolls again. Jason watched it very carefully, and even counted the number of times he beat the veal in his heart.

But he still couldn't shake the look on Dick's face not long ago when he said he didn't want to save Henry Powell.

"Ah Fu... If someone is obviously capable, but he doesn't want to help the bad guys, does that mean he is just as evil?" Jason pretended to be looking for the spices Ah Fu ordered in the cupboard, deliberately ignoring the butler's words. Eye.

"Well," Alfred carefully adjusted the position of the meatloaf in the frying pan, making sure that all sides were golden brown, "I think it means that he is just a normal person. And we are all normal people, Jason Master. Only God can love everyone equally, and only God can forgive sinners when they repent."

"But if that person is a hero, he should help, right? Because that's what heroes are supposed to do." Realizing that he could no longer use finding spices as an excuse, Jason held the spice jar with a deliberate expression The relaxed feeling created passed it to Ah Fu.

"Although many people have higher expectations for heroes, please remember that heroes are also flesh and blood, Master Jason. Heroes also have limits. They must save themselves before they can save more people "Alfred said, maybe thinking of something (probably Bruce in Europe) and sighed, "To answer your question, I think it is. If he is a hero, he will do it. This is also one of the reasons why heroes give hope to ordinary people."

Jason frowned.When Dick argued with him like this, he just felt angry-why couldn't Dick see clearly that the world was suffering so many innocent people because of the existence of these people who were always delusional and opportunistic?

When Ah Fu said this, Jason was still frustrated, even Ah Fu didn't understand him.But more worry along with depression, is this because I'm not good enough?Because I'm not a good person, a good hero, so I can't think the same way as Dick and Alfred?

Will Bruce be disappointed when he finds out?Did he think that one day he would be as evil as those thugs running around town?

"Why?" Before his brain could sort out his thoughts, Jason had already voluntarily spit out the question he wanted to know the most, "Isn't this a contradiction? Heroes help innocent people and bring them hope. But villains, Evil guys, they're the reason innocent people are threatened, if we help them, doesn't that give them the opportunity to hurt more people? How does that give people hope?"

Alfred was not in a hurry to answer the boy's question, instead he put the fried golden and crispy meat roll from the frying pan into the simmering meat sauce next to it, covered the pot and started the final slow simmer.The old man then soaked the small dishes and bowls used for preparing ingredients in the sink, picked up the wet rag and began to scrub the cooking table.

Jason took the initiative to stand by the sink, picked up a dishcloth and began to scrub each dish by hand.Both chose to forget about the fact that the kitchen at home was equipped with a dishwasher at this time.Jason had something to do to relax his emotions, even if it was just such a mechanical thing as washing the dishes.

"Sometimes evil is not always in the personality. There are situations where evil is in a situation where even generally good people do terrible things." Alfred De took the dishes Jason washed and dried them with a clean soft cloth, "For example, the Nazi Holocaust in World War II was absolutely evil and inhumane. But when we examine the soldiers one by one, Their friends, neighbors, and even family members will tell you what a good man he is, kind, helpful to his neighbors, loving his parents and elders, and he is definitely not evil. But in that situation, they still voluntarily commit these terrible things offense."

"Hmm." Jason remembered that they had learned about the Holocaust of Jews by Nazi Germany in World War II in history class. Most of the soldiers deeply believed that everything they did was to restore the glory of Germany, and they were doing the right thing. matter.Holding such a belief allows them to kill people who have no resistance without regret, even children who don't understand.

"And evil also does not exist in the blood, Master Jason, we may have the saying that 'evil is born', as if evil is brought in by genes, which is not entirely true. Reinhard Heydrich is called 'heart of stone' He was one of the culprits of the Holocaust, but his brother Heinz saved many Jews." Alfred put down the last plate, turned around and looked at the In a word, Jason, the butler wiped his hands on the apron, and gently patted the confused young master's shoulder, "Every decision we make may make us villains in the next second, or make villains Be a good person. Sometimes all that is needed between good and evil is a simple thought. Heroes help those 'bad guys' because they still have hope that maybe one day, a different idea will make these 'bad guys' We have a moment to do something good."

"But if we don't try, that day will never happen." Jason murmured.

"Exactly, Master Jason." Alfred gave Jason an encouraging smile, "Sometimes, if you give others a chance..."

"They'll surprise you." Jason grinned in Ah Fu's eyes widened in surprise and then transformed into understanding, a smile without shadows that should belong to his age.

"Thank you, Fu." Jason buried himself in the butler's arms sideways, ignoring the dirt on the apron, and gave his grandfather a tight hug, "I'll call Dick, he should be in charge Cutlery! It's a family dinner, and he can't escape his family responsibilities while he's at home."

"Very reasonable, Master Jason." Alfred opened the pot of stewed meat rolls, the aroma of red wine meat sauce filled the whole kitchen in an instant, and the sound of the two young masters in the dining room arguing back and forth The crisp metallic sound of knives and forks making the whole house come alive.

How lucky he is to have such wonderful grandchildren at his age.

May God bless his family.