The daily life of the popular element male protagonist

Bruce turned his face away.

Although Dick tried it in a wheelchair last night, seeing this light effect again still made Batman's eyes hurt.

Ivan considers himself a person who respects other people's ideas very much, so after Jason made it clear that he refused, although he was a little disappointed, he still chose to respect.

He thought for a while, "Can I have a wheelchair of my own?" The dark-haired boy raised his face, pale with obvious expectation, "Father?"

Bruce: "..."

Bruce: "...OK."

Alfred clenched his right hand against his lips, silently pursing the corners of his mouth.

Jason: "..." Tsk, the old guy is still so boring!Wasn't it the first time the little boy called him 'Father'? The little devil called him 'Father' and didn't see him retreat so quickly.

Ivan tried to push forward, "Then father's wheelchair, I can..."

Bruce snapped back to his senses, "No."

Ivan gritted his teeth, "Damn it! It was rejected!"

Bruce's hand holding the drawing tightened slightly, and he realized that his young son's thoughts just now were serious!

The mature father tried to bring the topic back on track, so he also gave a dry cough, and after the youngest son pulled out the chair and sat down beside him, he thought for a few seconds, "Sorry Ian, can you introduce me, uh About this design?" He didn't specifically say what he thought was on the drawing, but cleverly replaced it with another statement.

Ivan was blinded by the praise, so he leaned over and stretched out his hand to explain to Bruce his design concept and the functions he wanted to equip the scarecrow.

After listening to Bruce, he was silent again for a short time, and then shrugged his shoulders, "With all due respect, son." He also changed his address, "What you said...isn't a problem." Except that he looked a little weird There is no problem with the function, but the part with the light effect, he can't see it anyway.

"It's just that robots can do it compared to scarecrows." Compared with magic, technology that can be fully controlled gives him a greater sense of security.

Ivan thinks so, but, "But it doesn't use electricity!" And the magic is super cool!

Bruce: "???"

"You have to make sure it doesn't cause harm to the family." Finally he took a step back, "and there has to be a way to keep it under full control."

"It's a matter of course." Ivan promised.

Regarding the personalized scarecrow guards, this is considered a clear path. After breakfast, Bruce took Jason to the Batcave for a physical examination. Jason had a hard time turning over in front of everyone. The flexible white eyes express their inner thoughts.

Although he was obediently pushed to the Batcave afterwards.

Of course, Ivan also went down there, and he also wanted to know what Jason's situation could be found out by means of technological inspection.

The result - malnutrition.

Holding the Chinese version of the report specially prepared for him, Ivan fell into deep thought for a long time.

After contemplating, Ivan walked out of the bat cave with a pale face, came to the kitchen, and took out a piece of meat from the portable storage. Thanks to the characteristics of the portable storage, even though this piece of meat had been placed in the space for a long time , but it is still fresh on the chopping board.

The meat of Warcraft contains a lot of energy. It was originally prepared for myself in case of emergencies. One piece of meat is eaten and one piece is missing, but no one can suffer from children. Children are malnourished. This must be supplemented!

The fire on the stove was lit, the familiar medicine pot was set up, Alfred's voice behind him was still calm and pleasant, he followed Ivan out of the bat cave, Jason was still there, they all believed in Bruce Can take good care of him.

Seeing that Ivan had already taken out the tin pan that he usually used to boil medicine for Jason, Mr. Housekeeper finally said, "Do you need my help? Master Ivan?"

Ivan thought for a while and shook his head. Cooking with ordinary ingredients is not the same as cooking with monster meat. Cooking with monster meat actually requires similar techniques to cooking potions. After all, there are also ingredients in monster meat. Energy needs to be channeled with mental power, otherwise there will be really big problems.

Ah, I'm already worried about the source of Warcraft meat in the future.

A large kitchen knife made of special material appeared in the palm of the hand, and it was held by the slender hand of the black-haired boy. A cold glow flashed across the jet-black knife with a deep chill. Ivan squinted his eyes, and a faint warm yellow light fell on Surrounded by the kitchen knife for a moment, a piece of meat the size of half a palm was cut off and lay quietly on the other side of the chopping board.

Pressing the hand again on the remaining meat, the piece of meat quickly disappeared.

It's not that he's stingy, he said that he can't suffer children, but he still doesn't want to, it's just that Jason doesn't have the physique of a person in that world after all, although drinking potions has subtly affected some of them recently, but this kind of monster meat eats a little more A little bit, it's not as simple as supporting a little bit.

High-quality ingredients often only require simple cooking methods. To treat highly nutritious monster meat, naturally, you only need to throw the processed fresh monster meat into the pot, add some water, and then throw in a few simple seasonings. Then put the lid on and it's done.

Alfred hesitated to speak.

Ivan is very confident. The seasoning he added was pulled from Ange. The elves are naturally close to nature and plants. In addition, they belong to the longevity species. The long years have given them a summary of which plants to use as seasoning. The experience of delicious ingredients, those things also have raw materials in his warehouse, and they will definitely be planted in the ground later.

If it wasn't for making nutritious meals for Jason, he would really have forgotten about these things. Generally speaking, he was very satisfied with Alfred's craftsmanship.

The half-palm-sized Warcraft meat is only half a bowl when it is served, and it sticks to the bottom of the bowl so much that one will wonder if it can eat a few bites, but the meat presents an attractive light brown color When asked, in addition to the unique aroma of meat, there is also a sweetness mixed in it.

There are only three people eating lunch, Alfred, Ivan and Jason.

When Bruce led Jason to do punching bag training for 20 minutes, he was called away by the double-faced man. Ah, how should I put it, it was the double-faced man who came out in broad daylight to grab the territory with other local snakes.

It should be the broken coin that forced him to do this. In short, Batman was dispatched, and there was one less person at home for lunch.

Jason was also sent back to Alfred's side, and then he was forced to eat a piece of meat that he didn't know what it was. It seemed that the meat was very dry, without any soup, and the only thing that could be seen was The other colors are white fat-like things entangled in the meat, but after being stuffed, it doesn't taste like ordinary meat.

As a child who has lived in Wayne's family for several years, Jason has attended many high-end restaurants, and Alfred's craftsmanship is also first-rate. This spoon is even more delicious. The meat with the thickness of a spoon melts like snowflakes immediately after entering the mouth, and there is a burst of sweetness that follows, making the meat not greasy at all.

There is no need to chew, and even swallowing seems a bit redundant, followed by the same warmth rising from the inside of the body as when he just drank the potion, and the feeling of hunger that had always existed before was also soothed at this moment. flat.

Every time Ivan fed a spoon, he would stop and wait for a while, and then continue to feed. When he finished feeding the fourth spoon and was about to feed the fifth spoon, Jason himself yelled to stop.

He can't eat anymore, he's full!

There were still about two spoons in the small bowl, so Ivan ate it by himself.

Bruce didn't come back until the evening, and Jason didn't have another bite of food until the evening, but Dick came back. With the expectation of getting along with his brothers, he wanted to change Jason's wheelchair with his brothers again .

At that time, Damian had already presented the plan of the upcoming Batman's farm, and both Ivan and Tim stood in front of the huge screen in the Batcave, expressing their opinions.

Jason is there too.

Naturally, there were some differences of opinion, and a little trivial discussion took place.

So when the big blue bird appeared, no one paid attention to him. Everyone was busy contributing their own strength to their upcoming farm and trying to finalize it before Bruce came back. It would be best to start construction tonight. .

Damian tends to trim the fields into the shapes of various animals, which looks very domineering. Who can resist a dinosaur wheat wave?

Tim tends to plan the land scientifically, orderly and neatly according to different vegetables.

Ivan did not make any concessions on this. He still insisted that although scientific and effective farming is very attractive, and the golden dinosaur wheat waves also sound spectacular, but after all, it has a magical nature, and it is true that the 9X9 blocky land is more impressive. Heart-beating, it looks like a simulated farm, and it is also convenient to insert scarecrows.

Jason didn't speak, he tried to join the conversation, but...

The young boy silently pushed his cheeks. From the outside, it was just a bulging cheek. Tomorrow, he will work hard to eat meat!The brats weren't there when he quarreled with the old guy!

"Wait, what scarecrow?" Dick, who was hit hard by reality, heard the sensitive words, so he interrupted the conversation of several younger brothers, and inserted them smoothly. His voice was full of presence, "Which scarecrow is it?"

Ivan, who suddenly got the opportunity to show off his design, gave Dick a gratified look. He gently crossed Dick's name off his vengeance notebook, and then reservedly took out the scarecrow guard design from his pocket. picture.

Bruce didn't take it, saying it was so he could discuss it with Dick at night.

Seeing Ivan handing a piece of paper to Dick, Damian rolled his green eyes, but snatched the drawing over, then jumped off his seat and walked to the side of the scanner, quickly moving the drawing I shot it up.

Jason tried his best to close his eyes, and he had already thought about it. In about ten seconds, he would start laughing. The little boy was floating to nowhere, so he should let him feel the warmth and warmth of the world.

As for why the interval was ten seconds, it was because Jason felt that it would not be a problem to impress these brothers with this kid's painting skills for ten seconds.

Sure enough, when the picture of the scarecrow shouting was projected on the big screen, everyone from the retired Robin to the active Robin fell silent.

Dick struggled to find his voice, "This is..."

"Cough." Alfred, who had been quiet all this time, seemed to feel that his throat was a little dry, so he let out a light cough that was not too loud.

Dick immediately changed the subject, "This looks really vivid. It, if it is used as a scarecrow, it must be able to do a good job." With this posture, even a creature would be frightened.

Ivan pursed his lips reservedly.

Damian frowned and was about to speak when he was thrown by Dick, and his mouth was covertly covered. Dick tried to find other topics, "Uh, I mean, show Bruce the scarecrow Ian Is it over?"

Ivan nodded, "I showed it to my father during the day, and my father said that he can discuss its other functions with you."

Jason: "Hahahahaha!"

Ivan turned around, a little puzzled, "Jason, what are you laughing at?"

Jason: "..." Who would have thought that Dickie covered the devil's mouth!hateful!

He patted the wheelchair slowly.

Tim quickly changed the subject, "What are the other functions?"

"It's like this..." So Ivan pointed to the huge drawing on the huge screen and explained.

Dick's eyes flickered, like a searchlight at night, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but his distraction gave Damian a chance. Although the child thought the scarecrow was too ugly, yes!It's ugly!It's kind of disgusting to watch for a long time!

However, Ivan was a little fascinated by the combination of magic lines and technology that Ivan said, so he pushed Dick away, and stood on the seat with Alfred's disapproving eyes. To, "Such an ugly thing has such an effect?!"

Ivan's voice stopped abruptly.

Tim turned his head nonchalantly, and walked to Alfred with his coffee cup, "When will Bruce be back?"

Alfred lowered his eyes, "It depends on when the Justice League meeting is going to be."

Ivan returned to the ground with Jason in silence when the vigilantes arrived at night patrol time, so he would not care about anything with children. He had doubts about his painting skills before, but after being attacked by the elves After his friend Ange praised the unique vitality in his paintings, he realized that he just lacked someone who knows how to appreciate it.

The current situation just confirms that in this family, Damian has a slight disagreement with him on the aesthetics of the paintings.

After sending Jason back to the room, Ivan also returned to his own room. The quilt on the bed had already been changed. He said that although the red quilt was comfortable to cover, he still couldn't resist going to talk to Alfred after covering it for two days. De mentioned it.

The considerate Mr. housekeeper did not show any unhappiness, but was very relieved, and told him that if there is any dissatisfaction, he must speak up, and making the young masters of the family live comfortably is the basic code of conduct for a housekeeper.

He was so moved at the time.

The current quilt is light blue, and even the sheets and pillowcases on the bed have been changed. By the way, after Alfred heard that he was very eager for the mattress of the hotel owned by Wayne where he stayed before, he even asked that The mattress production company customized a mattress to fit the current large carved bed.

Rich man's joy!

Ivan woke up after sleeping for a while. There seemed to be a voice echoing in his dream, and he couldn't fall asleep. Damn it!The little one doesn't understand the charm of the spider scarecrow!Damian will know the importance of eight legs when it falls and no one supports it on the ground!

And it's not ugly!

So he turned over and got out of bed, went downstairs, and wanted to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

There were no lights at Wayne's house at twelve o'clock in the evening. Of course, the vigilantes at home had gone on missions. Alfred was probably on standby in the Batcave. He and Jason were the only ones in this cold house.

So after he drank a glass of water, he was going to check if Jason was asleep. They have lived in Wayne's house for so long, and they haven't slept in the same room for a long time. I don't know that Jason doesn't sleep and stares at the ceiling in the middle of the night See if the problem has changed.

Turning around, Ivan scratched his hair, and looked at the red Robin who was holding a short stick at the door, wearing a black domino mask, wearing a red tights, and some kind of metal belt crossed on his chest.

Ivan: "...you have come back from the night patrol?" His eyes lingered uncontrollably on his brother for a moment, and then the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Red Robin, that is, Tim put away the short stick as if nothing had happened, "I stayed in the Batcave today, but I ran out of coffee and Alfred was checking the Batmobile, so I came to the kitchen by myself." I didn't see any movement in the appliance, and when I approached the kitchen, I realized there was a rustling sound inside.

While talking, he walked into the kitchen, walked to Ivan's side, turned on the coffee machine, and the coffee machine started working immediately. He stretched out his arms wrapped in tights and showed good muscle lines, and found out in the cabinet. I picked up a mug and put the mug under the coffee machine.

The sound of gurgling liquid flowing into the cup sounded.

Unconcealable embarrassment flowed in the air.

This is the first time Ivan gets along with Tim alone, and he feels a little uncomfortable. They usually have a third person acting as a lubricating agent in between, so the atmosphere is not bad, not that there is a relationship between the two of them. Whoever doesn't like anyone is just separated by a layer. Although this layer of separation disappeared a lot yesterday, and disappeared a little bit when we transformed Jason's wheelchair together last night, it still exists.

"Forehead……"

"I……"

Ivan closed his mouth in an instant, and Tim did the same. Just after speaking, the two of them disconnected at the same time, so the atmosphere became even more awkward.

"Ahem!" In the end, Ivan, who thought he was older, took the lead, "It's a bit strange."

Tim watched the coffee pour into the cup quietly, "Yes." His eyes under Domino's mask narrowed slightly, and his words were very rational, because he really thought so, "I mean Yes, this is an inevitable process, we will always get to know each other after getting along for a long time."

Ivan nodded, "So after we get acquainted, we won't be so...embarrassed?"

Tim nodded, "Yes."

Ivan watched Tim pick up the mug, turned off the coffee machine, and silently counted the time in his mind. It should have been more than ten seconds, so he asked again, "Are you familiar with it now?"

Holding the cup, Tim looked into Ivan's eyes silently, then he raised the cup, "Not yet."

Ivan shrugged, "You're right."

After speaking, he turned around and ran away, his movements were so quick that he was sorry for his pale face.

Leaving Tim alone at the spot, he took a sip of coffee slowly, and then the young man leaned against the kitchen table, slowly parting the corners of his mouth, and an undisguised and even presumptuous expression could not be restrained from his throat. The laughter came.

"Hahahahaha!" He even spilled some coffee, but he doesn't care about it now.

He liked the brother a little more.

Ivan, who had already run to the door of Jason's room, took a few breaths, recalled the scene just now, and suddenly thought of one thing, that is, he had to wear a uniform if he stayed behind in the Batcave. Is it a sense of ceremony or something?

But it's definitely not possible to go back and ask now, so he glanced at his mouth, gently turned Jason's doorknob, and quietly poked a head in.

He just glanced at the door.

The author has something to say:

Er Shao: Are you polite? ! Little brat, you wait for me!

Okay, I've lived in the manor for a while, and it's the end of May here, so it's time to have a 'Children's Day Celebration'~ Do you want to push a storyline?After all, the child has been bored in the manor for a week, so I should take it out to have a look at the outside world, and I will leave the clown to the second young master, and the second young master will recover in just over a month, soon!

感谢在2022-06-0206:30:35~2022-06-0304:35:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Leng Yue, the cat who dived to catch fish, and 1 Simo Qiyu;

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