American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior

Um.

It is particularly pleasant to the ear.

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The afternoon sun lazily streamed down the gravel path of Kent Farm.

"boom!"

The pickup truck door opened.

Dio reluctantly moved out of the car holding Sarafiel. The baby twisted in his arms, and its little hands grabbed a strand of his golden hair and refused to let go.

“It hurts, it hurts—!”

"Let me go, you little bastard!" Dio growled, baring his teeth.

"Dio." Locke smiled and rubbed his son's head. He then straightened Dio's messy hair and said softly, "You are the older brother now. Be nice to your younger brother."

结果

The boy rolled his eyes in return.

"I didn't agree to be your brother."

Dio grumbled softly, but subconsciously adjusted his embrace to make Sarafiel more comfortable.

After all, this is the only way to avoid pulling his hair.

Ignoring his son's nagging, Locke strode towards the white fence of Jonathan's house.

In the call he received in the car just now, Jonathan urgently asked him to come directly, but judging from the suspicious excitement in his voice, it shouldn't be a big deal. Maybe it's a good thing?

For example, let's say Clark bought a lottery ticket on the way home and won the jackpot?

"boom!"

Walk onto the porch and push open the wooden door.

"Crack~"

Colorful streamers rained down on him. Jonathan held up the fireworks tube and smiled with his teeth showing: "Welcome!"

Clark behind him was standing on tiptoe, looking around: "Where's the new member?!"

you guys

It turns out it was to celebrate Sarafiel's arrival.

Locke couldn't help but be moved, and he stepped aside.

Dio, holding Sarafiel, was exposed to everyone's sight.

"."

Jonathan's smile froze.

He stared at the little baby wrapped in a blue swaddle and asked, "Is this the new member?"

"What else could it be?" Locke asked in confusion.

"Hahahaha!" Jonathan suddenly burst into exaggerated laughter and embraced the bewildered Clark. "Come on, son, let's welcome a new member!"

"But."

Clark tilted his head to look at Sarafiel, then suddenly raised his head and said:

"Dad, didn't you say I would have an aunt? How come it's just..."

"Such a tiny baby?"

silence

It was so quiet that you could hear the ticking of the clock on the living room wall.

Jonathan's face flushed visibly.

Locke suddenly understood why the neighbors he met on the road looked at him with such ambiguous eyes.

"Jonathan Kent!"

Locke gritted his teeth and squeezed out his brother's full name, "You can't-!"

A few minutes later

The Kent family's living room.

Martha was sitting on the sofa, holding Sarafiel in her arms.

She patted the swaddle gently, and the baby hummed comfortably in her arms.

"You're so grown up and still so impatient." She glared at her husband in disapproval, but couldn't help laughing as she lowered her head to play with the baby. "Let's see how this ends."

Jonathan slumped onto the sofa with his head drooped. He looked at Locke and said, "What a surprise, brother."

"Accident? What kind of accident?" Locke held his forehead, "It can make you... in these few hours..."

"The Kent kid we all watched grow up—Locke Kent—is finally no longer single and has found a girlfriend. Our Kent family is going to hold a wedding soon, so everyone must come in a few days!"

".This matter has spread to everyone in Smallville?!"

"You have to explain everything to me door to door today! We have a new member in our family, not a new girlfriend!"

"Jonathan!"

Chapter 56 Dio: Sarafiel, learn from me

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As the months passed, the seasons quietly changed on Kent Farm.

Clark had grown taller, and his superhuman physique made it increasingly difficult to control his strength, so much so that Jonathan and Locke had to reinforce the front door of their home.

It was because Clark got so excited last time that he accidentally pushed it thirty feet away.

Dio's basic skills are becoming more solid.

Although he refused to admit that he was working hard, he would occasionally secretly go to the creek to practice late at night without Locke's knowledge, and would not collapse on the pebbles to catch his breath until his mental strength was exhausted.

Um.

I was caught by Locke several times, and as the price for not coming home at night, my butt was almost spanked red.

But the advantage is that the success rate of his time-stopping is greatly enhanced, and he no longer relies on emotional fluctuations to stimulate mental energy.

As for St.

It should be Sarafiel, his growth rate is also astonishingly fast.

Only a few months old, he already started babbling.

The first word he called was "Dad".

This made Locke particularly satisfied.

early morning.

Locke squatted on the porch, tying his boot laces, while Sarafiel lay at his feet, playing with a wisp of wheat in her little hands.

"Dior."

Without even looking up, he said, "Dad is going to the experimental field to sow sorghum today. You are responsible for teaching Sarafiel to walk."

"what?"

Dio was leaning against the door frame, chewing an apple. He frowned when he heard this, "Why me?"

"Because you are his brother."

Locke stood up and brushed the dust off his trouser legs. "Or, you can't even handle a baby?"

Provoking someone always works on Dio.

"Tsk." He threw the apple core into the trash can, strode over and grabbed Sarafiel by the back of his collar. "Okay, I'll teach him. But don't blame me if he falls."

With the world here, can you still make Sarafir fall?

Locke smiled, picked up his hoe and walked towards the farmland.

In the yard a moment later.

Commanding the world to place Sarafiel on the ground, Dio crossed his arms and snorted coldly:

"Listen up, my silly brother. Walking is simple—you stand up, then take a step."

Sarafiel tilted her head to look at him, her dark eyes blinking.

"."

"Dio, you're so stupid." Dio couldn't help but shake his head and said to himself, "You actually let a little baby follow you."

"?!"

No, buddy, I just said that casually.

Dio stared at Sarafiel blankly.

I saw that she actually imitated his movements, supporting herself on the ground with her little hands, sticking out her butt tremblingly, trying to stand up.

"Oh?"

Dio narrowed his red eyes and deliberately took two steps to the left.

Sarafiel actually moved along unsteadily, and although he almost fell, he actually took a staggering step forward.

The corners of Dio's mouth rose unconsciously.

He stood up straight, crossed his arms over his chest, and struck his favorite pose:

"Like this, arms crossed—"

Standing crookedly, Sarafiel tried hard to imitate the cross-hand movement with his little hands, but

Sitting on the ground.

"Tsk, stupid brother."

Dio curled his lips in disgust, but still reached out and picked him up, "Come again!"

This time Sarafiel succeeded. Although her little hands could only barely rest on her chest, she did manage to pose in a miniature version.

Dio's mouth curled up to his ears, amused by Sarafiel's laughter. He lowered his body and pulled back his right fist as if to gather strength: "Mu Da--!"

“Woo-da!”

Sarafiel shouted in a baby voice and waved his little fist forward weakly, but he lost his balance and was about to fall again.

"Crack~"

The golden stand appeared in an instant and supported him, but when Dio reacted, he was stunned.

"."

He scratched his blond hair irritably, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: "Hey kid, watch out--"

A golden shadow emerged behind him, and he struck a signature pose with the world:

"The World!"

Sarafiel's eyes lit up with a barely perceptible golden light, and he pointed awkwardly toward the sky with his small hand:

“Wow wow!”

"puff."

Dio couldn't help but laugh. "It's The World, stupid brother."

"Say"

He squatted down as if possessed by a ghost, pinched Sarafiel's cheek and corrected his pronunciation: "Say, Di. O. Ge. Ge."

Sarafiel was pinched so hard that his mouth was drooling: "Dingda. Da!"

"wrong!"