There was no time to repair Lynn's house today, and it was impossible for Lynn and the kitten to cause any effective harm to Clark.
After playing randomly for a while, the branches and leaves that had been neatly arranged on the ground were scattered all over the place, and the two of them and the cat finally stopped.
Lynn could clearly feel that Clark had rarely been so relaxed and lively in his life. He was obviously tall and strong, and could throw a truck on a telephone pole and string it up into candied haws, but when they got along with each other, it was even more difficult. Like a normal big kid.
Old Kent can be 100% an absolutely complete father, but after all, he still cannot play the role of Clark's friend when he was growing up.
Fortunately, now there is Lynn.
Although he has had overlapping double lives, he is not very smart and can play with someone as innocent as Clark.
Together with the kitten, one person and one cat have invisibly filled in another powerful emotion that was originally missing in Clark's life.
friendship.
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early morning.
After spending half the night with Clark and Pussycat, they played a game of truth or dare, forcing Clark to eat a bowl of stinky tofu, and asked Pussycat to bake a half-baked fish. Lynn The rest of my sleep was not very restful either.
Fortunately, Lin En slept well these days in Arkham and felt very energetic. Otherwise, physical strength cannot represent mental strength after all.
Superheroes will still be sleepy even if they don't sleep.
Pulling away the kitten that was snoring on his neck and chin, Lin En finally understood why he dreamed of being choked by the old bat and used as a shield when he was sleeping.
I looked at the time and saw it was just eight o'clock.
All in all, Lin En only slept for four hours.
"Get up, silly cat!"
He was already awake, how could he let the kitten continue to sleep so soundly?
The method Linn chose was to grab the skin on the back of the kitten's neck, pick it up and shake it.
"Meow~ Is the earth destroyed..."
The little kitten opened her eyes, asked a confused question, stretched out her body, closed her eyes and wanted to continue sleeping.
Linn grabbed the kitten and threw it out the window.
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Five minutes later, Clark knocked on the door, opened the door and walked in.
"I'm not against you coming in because you were fighting too loudly, but if you don't eat, the food will definitely get cold."
Turning a blind eye to Linn, who was swinging around the room with a horse and a towel, and the kitten jumping on Linn with its little paws, Clark said something with a smile and then left.
"Okay, okay, okay! You stupid cat. If you don't act honestly, I'll make you eat stinky tofu!"
"Meow! I'm willing to eat stinky tofu! You give Clark my share!"
"Really? Hey, what's so delicious about that thing? I'll buy you some grilled hairy tofu later."
"Is the hairy tofu... delicious?"
"of course."
"That's okay."
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Linn and the kittens would fight almost every morning when they woke up. Usually, one person and one cat would fight inexplicably, and the fight would end even more inexplicably.
The little cat left the guest room with the kitten who was still craving for the wonderful taste of roasted tofu on the fire. In the restaurant, the Kent family of three were already waiting there.
"Lynn, thank you."
Worthy of being Clark's father, Kent Sr. used his actual actions to prove that he was Clark's biological father.
Without asking Lynn anything about his superpowers or purpose, Old Kent came up and gave Lynn a hug with a smile on his face.
To be honest, with Linn's character, who often judged a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart, the Kent father and son gave Linn a hard education with sincerity, which rarely made Linn blush.
This time, regardless of the outcome of his strength, Lin En used it to hide certain things first and save people with a purpose. In his deduction, the meeting with the Kents and his son was bound to involve some sharp questions. For this, Linn prepared a lot of excuses and all kinds of lies that seemed to be misleading.
It turned out to be useless, and was completely manipulated by the Kent father and son with sincerity.
"Ahem... this... it's nothing, it's really nothing. I'm just a hero out of interest. I save people every day, hoe the strong and help the weak, help the distressed and so on. It's really nothing worth worrying about..."
The little cat squatted on the chair next to Linn, shrinking his neck and making an expression of disgust.
Lin En grabbed the little kitten's neck and raised it to the door. DUANG kicked it from a long distance.
"Lin! How did you..."
Martha, who caught up, hit Linn on the shoulder angrily and hurried out to save the kitten.
Lin En sat back at the table with a smile, put his hand under his clothes, and pulled out a bottle of red wine.
Anyway, he has already exposed the fact that he is not an ordinary person, so it doesn't matter anymore.
However, the Kent father and son, especially Old Kent, were still surprised, but that was all.
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Not long after, Clark's mother, Martha, came back holding the kitten with its eyes blurred into a line, and sat down again.
After stuffing a few small stones and a small handful of soil into Lin's shoes, the kitten ran to Lin's lap and squatted down.
This is a common seat for kittens when they eat.
At the dinner table, everyone had been talking about the storm and the reconstruction of the farm. Old Kent had a deep affection for the farm, but a storm could not defeat him.
Just rebuilding.
“Human beings are always good at rebuilding, no matter how many times.”
When old Kent spoke, Linn saw the light in his eyes.
That thing should be called: unyielding will.
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"Lynn, do you want to come and sit in the backyard for a while?"
After eating, the kitten snorted and went out to play. It was a rare occasion when Linn ignored it completely and did not need its help. The kitten decided to make up for some of its play time in a reasonable and legal way.
At this time, Kent looked at Linn with a smile and invited him to sit under the only big tree in the backyard that was not blown down by the wind and chat for a while.
Of course Linn wouldn't disagree, so he got up and walked out.
Clark, who stayed in the kitchen to help his mother Martha wash the dishes, stepped up to follow him, but Martha grabbed his sleeve.
"That was a conversation between two farmers. What are you going to do? You wash the dishes with me."
"mom……"
"Why, didn't you want to be a farmer before? Now that you've changed your mind, can you make your own decision?"
Martha smiled and looked at her son, who was a head taller than her, and kept moving her hands in the sink.
Clark was speechless, as if he didn't know what to say or how to say it.
"Go if you want."
Martha suddenly changed her tune.
"If you want to repair cars, go repair cars. If you want to be a reporter, then be a reporter. You can go wherever you want.
There is no reason why a son is destined to be a farmer if his father is a farmer. "
Smiling, she stopped, wiped her wet hands on her apron, held Clark's face, and gently slid her thumb on her son's face. Martha looked into Clark's eyes: "No matter what you do , go if you want. Your father and I will always support you."
Clark smiled and hugged his mother, then turned to look out the window at his father and Lynn who were standing under the tree talking. He stared blankly for a while, then laughed again, rolled up his sleeves and picked up a bowl in the sink.
"No matter what I'm going to do, it's important first to clean the dishes at home."
At this moment, Clark felt extremely relaxed and at ease.
