[Zhongyingmei] An alien cub fell from the sky

When Clark had the strength of a seven-year-old in three months, Jonathan didn't care, he couldn't tear down the crib anyway.

When Clark had the strength of a teenager in six months, Jonathan didn't care, just tear down the bed, he couldn't break it anyway.

When Clark had the strength of an adult at the age of one, Jonathan didn't care. Anyway, he had learned to walk and run fast, so he didn't have to hold him all the time.

When Clark was able to lift a cow at the age of two, Jonathan didn't care. There are more than a dozen cows in the family. If you like to lift, you can lift it. If it is not enough, there are pigs next to it.

When Clark was able to lift a house at the age of three, Jonathan didn't...

Jonathan is used to it, so he can do whatever he likes.

How can I not care!

At three months, Jonathan just realized that Clark had awakened super powers, and that night he smashed two bottles of jam, scaring Martha.

At five months Clark will be crawling!Since then, all the fragile items in the family have suffered. If it weren't for the fact that they themselves are almost invulnerable, Jonathan and Martha may have even more headaches.

Normal children don’t learn to stand until they are one year old. Clark can run at one year old, and he can’t sleep well. The crib was turned over several times and a piece of wood was broken by him.No way, Jonathan had to move a bed from the children's room to the master bedroom, and changed Clark's bed in advance.

When Clark was two years old, every time he saw this kid running towards him, Jonathan had to be on guard... Being hit head-on by a cow was no joke.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Little Clark, three years old, ran towards Jonathan cheerfully.

Jonathan immediately put away the hoe in his hand, bent forward with his left leg, stepped back with his right leg, bent over, raised his breath, accurately cut into the underarms of his two small arms with both hands, turned half his body to relieve the force, and threw it into the sky.

"Fly!" Little Clark giggled. Fortunately, even with superpowers, Clark himself was still a child weighing only twenty or thirty kilograms. With Jonathan's physical strength far beyond ordinary people, it was easy to throw .

"Is your mother up yet?" Jonathan scratched Clark's nose and put the little guy on his shoulders.

For ordinary people, holding or carrying children is the most labor-saving action. If you think about it, you can do things like shoulder riding, but it is easy to get tired.But for Jonathan, as long as he has enough strength to do something, he will hardly feel tired, which is more convenient.

At least without fixing a Clark who might falter.

"Mom is up, I'm here to ask Dad to go back to have breakfast." Clark sat obediently on Jonathan's shoulders and arms, without moving his little hands or feet.It took Jonathan a long time to train Clark's "carrying instinct".

Many people know that pinching the skin on the back of the cat's neck will calm the cat down.This is because the mother cat will hold that position when carrying the cubs, and in nature, it is often not very safe for the mother to carry the cubs.Therefore, the mother cat will teach the carried cub severely when it cries, so that it can develop the habit of being quiet when carrying it, so as not to attract predators.

Jonathan is naturally not afraid of any predators, but for Clark, who was a baby two years ago, training his handling instinct is also a very necessary thing.

"Then let's go!" Jonathan adjusted Clark's position first, put it on his neck, and then mounted the horse gracefully, "Let's go home!"

Don't look at how easy it is for Clark to run here, it's still a few hundred meters away from the door of the house, and Jonathan is too lazy to run by himself, so he naturally rode a horse when he went out.

"Martha, have you squeezed the milk back?" Jonathan smelled the scent of milk as soon as he entered the door. There were several clay pots on the table, all of which were the highest quality fresh milk this morning.Martha didn't finish taking it, and she didn't have a space for it, so she could only put it in the barn and wait for Jonathan to deal with it when he was free.Anyway, the milk in the storage box will not spoil.

"I want to drink the sun's milk!" Clark jumped off Jonathan, ran to the edge of the table, and stared at the milk pot.Jonathan now has three luxurious barns, and he has more than a dozen cows alone. Among them, Clark's favorite is a black and white cow named Sun, and he watches and drinks the milk it produces every day.

Even Jonathan himself couldn't tell which cow gave which jug of milk, or how the little guy's dog nose smelled.Every time Jonathan saw this scene, he wondered whether Clark had awakened various super senses, but there was no sign of super hearing and super vision.

"Crack!" Martha slapped Clark's two little paws, "Go wash your hands first! Joe, you too, take care of Clark..."

Jonathan quickly retreated into the kitchen, leaving the helpless Clark alone to Martha.

……

"Dad! Let's go to the mine today, let's go to the mine!" Clark gulped down his milk and looked at Jonathan expectantly.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Jonathan was still enjoying his omelette slowly, "Have you finished the homework I gave you?"

"It's done!" Clark touched his body, then remembered something, and ran back to the room.

"This kid..." Jonathan smiled and shook his head, speeding up his eating a little.

There is also a kindergarten in the town. Clark, who is three years old this year, should have reached the age of kindergarten, but Jonathan and Martha discussed it and left him at home.

They wouldn't dare to put Clark in the crowd without training Clark's mastery of his own strength, it would be a disaster.But it seems to be progressing well now. It is estimated that Clark will be able to enter school normally in elementary school.

Smallville is really a small town. The only kindergarten nearby is still in the next town, and Clark is not the only one who didn't go to it. It doesn't look too weird.Besides, Clark, who stayed on the farm, had a great time every day. Not only did Jonathan and Martha play with him, but there were also many interesting animals.

"After two years, Clark will be a little more sensible. We can also consider sending Clark to kindergarten to make some friends?" Jonathan suddenly suggested.

"I think it's still a little early," Martha hesitated. "If something happens to Clark while we're away... Anyway, if we want to make friends, can we invite Emily and the others to come over with their children?"

"Then how about we set up a small nursery at home? Anyway, we have a place at home, you can just play with the children, and I will do all the work on the farm." Jonathan suddenly thought of another idea.

"In this case..." Martha was a little moved, "Let's talk about it, at least wait until Clark is five years old..."

"Dad!" Before Martha finished speaking, Clark quickly ran back, "Look, Dad!"

"Okay, let me see," Jonathan took the things in Clark's hand and looked carefully, "Good job."

It was a frog, a frog made of paper.

Although it looks ugly, it is not as good-looking as the sample that Martha folded before. Although the paper is a little crumpled, considering that Clark is only three years old, it is already very good to fold it out.the most important is……

The paper folded into a frog is not damaged at all!

That's right, Jonathan often assigns some "homework" to Clark, from origami to building blocks, puzzles, and even pottery and glass blowing, not for cultivating anything, but for exercising Clark's control over his own power.

It just so happens that Martha knows how to origami, and some paper-cutting skills, and Jonathan can make all kinds of handicrafts. Plus, with Clark's physique, he is not afraid of getting hurt, and he can do whatever he wants.

It doesn't matter what it looks like, what matters is whether there is any damage caused in the process.

"Dad, you promised me!" Clark climbed onto Jonathan's lap and looked at him eagerly.Jonathan promised that as long as he could make a paper frog, he would take him to play in the mine.

"I didn't say I would regret it." Jonathan put down the knife and fork helplessly, and pulled the little curly hair on Clark's forehead. "You have to let me finish eating, right?"

"Oh." Clark sat obediently on Jonathan, eating a blueberry from time to time.

Jonathan sighed helplessly, rubbed Clark's head, finished his breakfast in two or three bites, took Clark out on a horseback ride, and threw the things that were going to be sold today into the delivery box by the way.

This stupid guy still doesn't know that one day, the whole world will be as fragile as paper to him.

And that day isn't too far away.

……

"Thomas, where is Bruce?" Martha was a little anxious because she couldn't find her son anywhere.

"Here it is." Thomas was still tasting the wine while reading the newspaper, pointing to the carpet next to him with his toes. A small glass of iced fruit wine in the morning is really good.

When Martha lowered her head, she realized that Bruce in pajamas was playing with something.

Little Bruce was wearing a little red pajamas and lying on the wine-red carpet. If it wasn't for a fluffy rabbit nightcap, Martha would hardly have noticed it.

"Oh Bruce, why are you lying on the ground again?" Martha hurriedly wanted to hug Bruce up, "Get up, find Alfred to change your clothes, your piano teacher is coming soon, and there is still family today Homework to be done..."

"Look, Mom," Bruce didn't get up, and pressed the little frog again, and the ugly paper frog jumped forward, "This is really interesting!"

As the only son of the Wayne family, Bruce was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, did he want anything?

It's just that he hasn't seen this thing before.

"Paper frog?" Martha was stunned for a moment, "Where did it come from?"

"The procurement team delivered it this morning," Thomas replied, "it was mixed with Grace Wayne's fresh fruit, maybe one of them accidentally dropped it in."

"I didn't expect Bruce to like to play with this kind of thing." Martha fiddled with the rabbit ears on Bruce's head. "I used to have a friend who was very good at folding all kinds of small animals. I knew I should learn from her..."

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感谢在2020-04-0416:53:38~2020-04-0523:40:50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 the mines: Leng Yue and Shang Shan Ruo Shui 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!