[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Only hearing the sound of "clang", Martha let go of her hand, and the salt jar "bang" fell into the pot. Bruce quickly held the handle of the pot, but white salt was sprinkled on the pot, and Martha pointed Shouted: "Oh, my fried meat!"

Martha raised her hand and turned off the fire, hurriedly pulled out a clean dustpan from the cupboard, poured the fried meat covered with white salt into the dustpan with one hand, then picked up the tongs Take the fried meat out of the salt, put it under the faucet and rinse it with a splash.

Martha flushed the salt-coated fried meat to remove any salt. The elderly peasant woman put down the dustpan and tongs in her hand. She turned her head. Bruce saw the strong Strong accusations, Batman, who was always calm when confronting the criminals of Gotham, rarely raised his hand and gave a fake cough. The soft slippers were worn on the floor, and he turned to leave.

Martha glared at the man, and said loudly: "Don't slip!" Bruce touched the door frame of the kitchen, and heard Martha yell, "Clark, come down!"

Martha stared at Bruce who was so at a loss. Martha and Jonathan always paid special attention to the news of Gotham and Metropolis. Whatever happens, the husband and wife can get it in the right way.

But now, two superheroes who can stand on their own and are even admired by the whole country and the world, one cat dare not come down upstairs, only sending text messages "biubiu" to command the remote control, and the other is standing dawdly outside the kitchen, with some So little helplessness and entanglement that was completely inconsistent with his inherent image.

For the two children, Martha didn't speak, she just stared at the person holding the door frame, and Bruce, who was holding the wall in front of him, raised his head and looked back at her without evading, but his eyes were very firm—it was nothing more than I care, because I care so much about their feelings.

Martha turned her head, she could already hear the sound of her son's scrambling and procrastinating footsteps, Clark walked slowly to the kitchen door, Bruce got out of the way, Clark poked his head out cautiously, and yelled softly again Voice: "Mommy?"

Martha didn't talk about it at all. Just now when Bruce let out a thunderbolt, she waved at her son and said, "Come here." Bruce and Clark looked at each other, and Clark saw Bruce's blue eyes blinking slightly—— As if he understood something, then his boyfriend stepped out of Clark's way into the kitchen very naturally and smoothly. Clark couldn't help but give him a blank look, and when he turned his head, he saw his mother's uncontrollable joke expression.

Clark looked at Martha's expression, and his heart sank—although the couple didn't have any religious beliefs, they grew up in remote villages and finally got married because of love like most people in the world. Even if Clark and they are together because they fit each other and like each other, their relationship cannot be recognized by most people in this remote rural area.

But luckily, Martha doesn't think so.

Clark moved to Martha's side with his slippers, and Martha, who raised the Krypton baby from breastfeeding, couldn't see her son's undisguised relaxation. She raised her hand and grabbed Clark's ear, Clark He relaxed his muscles, squeezed to Martha's side with a puffed face, held Martha's hand and called: "Mommy," he said sincerely, "You are the best!"

"Huh," Martha snorted, she pulled out a fork, put a piece of rinsed meat to Clark's mouth, and asked, "Try it, is this meat still edible?" Clark's eyes widened , all the meat from the pestle was brought to his mouth, Clark opened his mouth reluctantly, and bit down on the meat.

Martha stared at her son's face, watched Clark smack his lips, and asked, "Can I still eat it, salty or not?"

"Not salty," Clark exaggeratedly gave Martha a thumbs up, and praised: "Mum, you saved it too soon!" Clark looked at Martha and asked, "That's it..."

"What is it?" Martha asked angrily.

"It's just Bruce standing in front of you," Clark said quickly in a small voice, "You're not afraid of making your son sick." Martha couldn't hear what her son said, but she probably could Guess what Clark said.

"Go, go, go..." Martha poked her stupid son with her elbow, and said, "Your pineapple goo goo meat, burn the meat, and fry the rest of the broccoli by the way." Kansas Looking at the two well-behaved young men, the state farmer waved to Bruce and said, "You, let's go out and have a chat."

"Mommy, it's pineapple Gulu meat, not Gu Gu meat, Gu Gu meat is pigeon meat." Clark's voice became smaller and smaller, the urban hero of the metropolis held the handle of the pot with his left hand, and carried the pot to the faucet. As if nothing happened, he brushed the salt stuck in the pot.

And most of Clark's attention was focused on Martha and Bruce - Martha grabbed Bruce's hand and dragged him to the living room, where he sat down on the couch.Martha glanced at the photo frame on the coffee table. She lifted up the photo album in surprise and asked, "Is this brought back by Clark?"

"Yes." Bruce sat upright, but tried his best to relax the tense facial muscles, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal a modest and polite smile. Martha put the photo album in her hand on the coffee table, and moved it from side to side to make it straight. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Bruce trying to show the attitude of a junior.

Martha was taken aback, she showed a smile, and Bruce called out: "Aunt Martha..." His words ended, Clark looked over, Martha raised her hand and pressed the back of Bruce's hand hanging on his knee , Martha raised her hand and patted it twice.

"Bruce," Martha said with a smile, but frowned slightly: "I know, you two are smarter than anyone else, have more thoughts than anyone else, you have experienced more things, and you have seen more things in the world, but You two have been close as if you were one person since childhood."

Bruce Xiang said something, and Martha continued: "Don't worry, I won't stop you, I just want to ask you two questions."

"Excuse me." Bruce said, he and Martha looked at each other, and Martha could see that Bruce's eyes were full of seriousness and poise.

"You," the peasant woman in an apron sat sideways on the sofa, she was inexplicably a little smug, the Gotham Knight, who represented horror, behaved like a baby eagle in front of her, and her son cat was stinging in the kitchen With a bang, Martha raised her hand and pressed it on the back of Bruce's hand, and asked, "Auntie hasn't read many books, and she hasn't seen much in the world. I just know that boys and boys are always incomprehensible to the world. , so, Auntie wants to ask you..."

Martha asked very seriously: "Are you serious with my stupid son?"

"Of course it's serious, it's one of the most serious things I've ever done in my life," Bruce couldn't help adding, "Clark isn't stupid."

Clark, who was taking out the pineapple sauce with a spoon in his hand, couldn't help laughing.

The laughter was too loud, and Martha turned her head. She glanced at Clark, who was eavesdropping. Clark shrank his neck—although his parents were democratic and generous, his attitude was too arrogant.Clark pokes his head out of the kitchen, looks at Bruce, and Clark's head snaps back.

Anyway, he can see through the wall or not, but Clark sticks his head out to show that he is watching.

She just watched the interaction between the two young people, and Martha stroked her forehead.

"The little girl upstairs is your daughter," Bruce nodded. He could also think of Martha's thoughts, but he just listened to Martha and continued: "Martha Nina is very cute, I know you and Clark is raising her, and I want to know what arrangements you have for the mother of the child, that's... probably what it means."

Martha was also a little embarrassed to ask this question. Although she always called her son a stupid boy and a lazy son, Clark was raised by her and her husband alone. She is always partial to the person who connects important relationships with her own mature, intelligent and capable children.

In this mother's heart, for Bruce, what she remembers most is the crying child after his husband and wife's funeral, and for Clark, what she remembers is the first time his son's superpowers appeared, and his son's sight He can see the bones of the human body through the skin of a person, and he can hear many loud and noisy voices. Clark curled up in the school storage room, covering his ears with his hands. When he saw her open the door, he hugged her helplessly with tears in his eyes. her scene.

A mother always loves her children, and a mother always favors her children, even though she always favors Bruce in her actions, the balance of her heart is still slightly inclined to her children.

Bruce was moved by Martha's hand, he held the peasant woman's hand behind his back, and said, "Nina doesn't have a mother, although Clark and I thought it was..." He cleared his throat, and said, "Nina doesn't have a mother. Na is the creation of me and Clark's genetic engineering, a continuation of my and Clark's blood, she was sent from the future to this point in time, although the reason and purpose are unknown, but what is certain is that she is our child."

"My God!" Martha raised her hand to cover her mouth. She stood up abruptly and ran towards the stairs. Clark leaned out from the kitchen and gestured to Bruce who stood up helplessly. follow.

It is understandable for Martha's attitude to change too quickly. For example, before, the Kent couple looked at this little girl with the mentality of taking care of distant relatives, but now, when Martha ran upstairs, she raised her hand Pushing away from their husband and wife's bedroom, grabbing Jonathan's ear who had started to doze off after buying presents.

"Joe, Joe!" Martha said excitedly, "Nina is the biological daughter of the two boys!"

"What?" The confused old farmer opened his eyes.

……

Lying on the bed with her butt pouted, stubbornly burying her face in the pillow, Mazanina, who patted her father's palm piapia, groaned and didn't want to get up, and Bruce picked up the little princess who was sleeping with a powdery face , Wrapping the child in his arms, he said softly: "Grandpa and grandma are here."

When Martha and Jonathan walked in the door, they saw a fleshy foot kicked Bruce in the face with a "pi da", and the little girl had a little milky voice in her nose: "I still want to sleep, please, Dad, sleep for a little longer, just a little longer..." The little face rubbed against Bruce's neck, and the other hand was still grabbing the corner of the quilt.

Bruce let go of the hand that helped Mazanina up, and sent Mazanina back to the bed.

Breathing, breathing, breathing, breathing, Xiao Nizi fell asleep again.

The Kent couple held hands, quietly exited the room as if they didn't exist, let's stay together, my God, where did such a cute little princess come from in the world!