Daily life [Zhongyingmei]

In the end, there are ingredients-onions, lettuce, tomatoes, gherkins, oranges, salad and some drinks.The most precious thing is a box of canned tuna!Of course there is no tuna in it, but there is still a lot of oil on the bottom.

"Can you cook?" Benny asked and saw the brown-haired man shaking his head unexpectedly.

"Then let me come. If you come out by yourself in the future, you must remember to light a fire and roast the food before eating, otherwise you will easily get diarrhea." Benny told him.

Benny already knows how to cook food in the wild, especially when he learns how to make fire with magic power, it becomes easier.

The curly-haired little boy sniffed, raised his left hand, and lit a small flame in the air.

Fruits can be eaten raw with salad dressing.Now he is going to add other vegetables into the canned tuna and cook them on the fire, so that after coming out, it will be a delicious cooked meal, and it will also have the smell of fish.

"Okay, it's done." Benny lightly put the final product - a salad and a boiled vegetable on the bench, raised his eyes and stared carefully at the brown-haired man, "Be careful that the cans are hot, you ...would you find these disgusting?"

In the eyes of others, this is two pieces of rubbish.

Oh, and it's actually rubbish...the kind no normal person would want to take a bite of.But for little Benny, this is necessary for survival.Even now that Benny has lived a normal life, and it starts to feel unbearable to eat these, he also thinks that he has no right to dislike them.

He couldn't live without eating these things.

The brown-haired man was silent and shook his head.

He took it without hesitation, pierced the tomato slices with a dagger and started eating.

"It's good if you can accept it. If you want to live, you have to compromise something." Benny said old-fashionedly, shrugged, and started eating with the tactical dagger/knife Uncle Bucky gave him as a fork.

Benny didn't go out until he was stuffed, so he wasn't hungry yet, just took a few bites, leaving most of the food to the brown-haired man.An adult man has a relatively large appetite, so he should try his best not to divide the rations between the two until he is not hungry.

After eating, Benny carefully threw all the things they dug out back into the trash can, and cleaned up the bench.The brown-haired man remained silent, sitting in front of the bench in the same preoccupied and dazed manner, racking his brains to remember.

By now, Benny felt that the distance between them had really shortened a lot. He took the initiative to speak, cleared his throat, and asked again: "...Uncle Bucky, can't you really tell me what your organization is?"

The brown-haired man looked at him expressionlessly, pursing his lips in silence.

"Uncle." Benny looked straight at Bucky, and looked away unwilling to compromise.The boy tried to put on a curious or pleading expression to pretend to be pitiful, but a strong sense of shame prevented him from doing so.

"...I don't know." The brown-haired man finally spoke out this time, his voice was hoarse and low, and he was a little embarrassed.It sounds more logical than before, "I don't know who they are, I woke up for the order, accepted the task, completed the task, and continued to sleep."

His eyelids drooped, and his green eyes seemed to be covered with a heavy haze. He stared at the ground, and slowly recalled in confusion: "...my memory is broken."

"That's not right." Benny sharply helped the brown-haired man who hesitated to speak point out the adjective he wanted to say.

Benny found out too.

It is not logical to say that the brown-haired man I just met is like a dead machine.During the few hours of rest, he has been silent, as if trying to smooth out his logical thinking and memory, and now he is like a machine that has been wound up again.

Oh no, now he looks more and more like a living person.

"Do you really know nothing about them?" Benny still didn't give up, "Or why did you kill me?"

No matter how you look at it, 'Uncle Bucky' is the most powerful of those people, but is his status so low?This sounds so miserable.

The brown-haired man was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Sorry." He said dryly, reaching out his hand awkwardly to stroke the little curly hair on the top of Benny's hair, as if imitating this comforting method.

Benny leaned back unnaturally, frowning and avoiding the brown-haired man's hand, he had a complete headache.

What if 'Uncle Bucky' doesn't know anything?Turn your head and pay attention to the positions of the other magic spots?But they have been staying in Los Angeles to search for Uncle Bucky, and they don't know how long they will stay.

Benny only knew that if he stayed here for a few more days, the fact that he sneaked out without telling the two families would definitely be revealed.

"What are you going to do next?" Benny's headache grew more and more, so he had to skip a topic.He sat on the bench and looked up at the brown-haired man.

"I don't know." The brown-haired man really gave the same answer, but he spoke a lot more fluently. He turned his head and stared at Benny with those green eyes, and asked instead, "Have you always—have you lived like this outside?"

Benny's eyes moved slightly, and he realized something in surprise, and pursed his lips: "Of course not, I was adopted by Mr. Rogers, so I live in Rogers' house. Don't you all read the information of the mission target before killing people?"

"Rogers..." The brown-haired man silently recited this very special surname again, his expression changed slightly, and he always felt very familiar, which further confirmed the identity of the little boy.Then he shook his head honestly, "I'm only responsible for confirming the mission target and location, and then executing the mission."

Benny shook his head dejectedly.

It's hopeless, Uncle Bucky's status is too low.

There was another dead silence in the air.

Benny rested his cheeks and was thinking hard. He felt that it was not an option to sit with the killer like this. At worst, he rushed over to capture the enemies separately, and tortured them about their organization. It was better than sitting here in a daze.

Bucky wasn't just in a daze either, the longer he thought, the more common sense he recalled in his frozen and numb mind, and he also had a plan.The brown-haired man suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "You go home."

"Huh?" Benny didn't react yet.

The brown-haired man was already looking at him expressionlessly, and the thick confusion in the green eyes was temporarily replaced by a look of expression. Bucky emphasized every word seriously: "You go home. I'll take care of this matter."

"How are you going to solve it?" Benny also frowned, and asked him not to be outdone.

"Find them, ask the purpose of killing you, and then get rid of them." The brown-haired man said lightly. He put the black mask back on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes that had recovered from coldness, and rubbed those eyes with his fingertips. Take a sharp tactical dagger.

"..." Benny could see that Uncle Bucky really wanted to have a falling out with the original organization.But this also involved Benny's own affairs, and Uncle Bucky had to deal with it all, which made Benny feel uncomfortable.

"I know where they are, I'll go with you," Benny retorted.

"I can find them." Bucky looked deeply at the stubborn curly-haired boy, "It's too dangerous, you go home and wait, and I will find a way to pass the news to you later... Benny."

The last sentence of his name was dry and rusty, and it was very uncomfortable to be so intimate with people, but Bucky insisted on finishing.

"Don't even think about it!" Benny sneered instantly.He couldn't go home and wait with peace of mind. Who did he think he was?What's more, he knew what caused the brown-haired man's sudden closeness and target state.

Just like when little Benny first learned that his biological father was Tony Stark, although he was disappointed and resentful, he still couldn't help but pay attention to the man with the mustache.Now, in order to prevent the brown-haired man from killing him, Benny has not refuted the possibility that he and 'Bucky' are relatives or uncles.For a man who's lost his memory and everything, he suddenly has a loved one...and a common enemy.

Then anyone can imagine what Bucky would want to do.

Because of this, Benny couldn't watch the brown-haired man deal with the enemy by himself. He was already suffering from deception.

"You don't want to leave me alone to deal with them." Benny narrowed his eyes and warned again solemnly.

Bucky fell into silence again, as if organizing his words: "I don't know anything else."

"but?"

"They have a large number of them, and they are well-equipped. This time I go, I can't solve it in a day or two." The brown-haired man raised a question that made the little boy worry, "Can you follow me to hide in danger for so long? ?"

"..." Benny choked for a moment.

"I'll go, they will only think that the mission to assassinate you has failed. You go, if you are recognized, what if the Rogers family is involved?" the brown-haired man asked calmly.

"..."

This was what worried Benny the most, and he was completely speechless.As Uncle Bucky said, not only Mr. Rogers, but he was also afraid that the unknown organization would target Stark and Ms. Potts.

The curly-haired boy sitting on the bench wilted visibly.

"So I can only wait for news from you at home?" Benny lowered his head in frustration, and said with a dry voice, "We...may not be the relationship you think, Uncle Bucky... I just know you."

"But I have an impression of you." Bucky paused, thinking back to the Rogers family who adopted Benny. Although he didn't remember anything, he felt that the surname 'Rogers' was nostalgic and familiar again.The cold and calm eyes of the brown-haired man became a little softer. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little boy beside him. He said in a hoarse voice,

"...Maybe we are not related by blood, but we must be related. That is something very important to me."

"All right……"

In the end, Benny could only be depressed and strangely stuffed with travel expenses by the brown-haired man, and obediently got on the car back to New York—it was taken from the vending machine by the killer. This operation shocked the little boy on the spot. In a daze, he never thought about it.

"But..." Benny was sitting in the car, resting his chin on the window and looking out at the gradually blurred mountain outlines in the night, muttering to himself, "That's a killer. It seems that there is nothing wrong with him not obeying the law?"

Benny didn't want to admit that he never dared to be as fierce and bad-tempered as usual in front of the brown-haired man.It was all the shadowy feeling brought about by the killer who almost killed him.

Well, this trip sucks.I just came to Stark's house. After his adoptive father and biological parents, he now has an uncle for no reason, and a strange organization wants to kill him.

This tour bus will arrive in New York the day after tomorrow... Benny has already begun to miss his warm and peaceful bed, and Mr. Rogers' clumsy cooking skills... Thinking about it this way, maybe the unexpected incident that Master Ancient One wanted to remind that day was not Stark was poisoned, maybe there was an organization trying to kill him?

The curly-haired child pressed his face against the glass window, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and his thoughts gradually became chaotic. He stopped thinking, and then...

He fell asleep tiredly.