American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

"No, you can't touch this."

Peter, also known as Lin Fang, snatched a Playboy magazine from Azu's hand as fast as he could.

The baby crawling on the floor burst into tears when he saw his favorite toy taken away.

Looking at Azu, who has shown the attributes of a small color batch since he was a child, Peter was speechless.

He looked at the girl on the cover of the magazine.

She has a strong figure and plump breasts, exuding the aura of a mature woman.

Sure enough, this guy has shown a strong yearning for mature women since he was a child.

"For your health, this thing is not allowed."

Peter threw the magazine into the cardboard box.

There was a creaking sound inside the carton.

Peter then pulled the carton over and found that it contained many CDs.

The Smashing Pumpkins, Nine Inch Nails

All are original collections of the world's most popular bands.

There is a pile of comic books piled on top of the CD, with Tyrannosaurus Rex staring at it from above, and Transformers sandwiched between the books.

Peter casually took the dinosaur model and handed it to Azu who was crying.

After getting the new toy, Azu immediately stopped crying and stared at the dinosaur with his two beady eyes.

Seeing that the other party stopped crying, Peter breathed a sigh of relief.

Neither my previous self nor my original self knew anything about how to take care of children.

After all, I have never even been married, how could I have experience in taking care of a baby?

"Milk powder, baby diapers, cribs, toiletries, etc., these are all necessary."

He casually put a piece of butterscotch into his mouth and let it dangle between his left and right molars.

"To save trouble, it would be better to hire a wet nurse or nanny, but it's a pity."

He shook his head slightly. All his movable assets now totaled less than a thousand dollars, so how could he hire a nanny?

Although I don’t know the fees for nannies in the United States, it’s certainly not something you can do with your own $1,000.

"throat!"

Just as he was thinking about his future livelihood, he suddenly heard a strange "knock-knock-knock" sound.

He looked down and found that Azu had put butterscotch in his mouth at some point.

The candy got stuck in his mouth, and Azu, whose face was red from holding it in, made a painful "hush" sound.

Peter was shocked when he saw that the other party was stuck with candy.

He quickly picked up the opponent, used the Heimlich maneuver, grabbed the opponent's chin, and slapped his back with his hands.

After taking a few shots, there was a "bang" sound, and the toffee chunks spit out by Azu hit the floor hard.

It was like the explosion of a fired bullet, tearing apart the air and impacting deep into the floor, embedded deep inside.

Looking at the toffee embedded in the floor, Peter took a deep breath and looked at Azu in shock, holding his fingers in his mouth as if nothing happened.

This kid has such a talent at such a young age? !

Spitting out toffee is like shooting bullets from a gun.

He took out a piece of toffee and wanted to try it again by putting it in the other person's mouth.

But when I thought about this inappropriate behavior, it would be too much fun if the other party really choked to death, so I had to give up in the end.

afternoon.

Peter drove his car and rushed to Wal-Mart.

He is going to buy some baby products.

Old Toyota cars make annoying noises as soon as they hit the road.

Fortunately, the small town where he was located had neatly paved roads with no potholes, and were as smooth and flat as the back shell of a beetle.

Peter put Azu in the child safety seat at the back of the car and said to him: "Don't move around, or your toys will be confiscated. Do you understand?"

Azu was playing with the Tyrannosaurus rex with his hand and looked up at Peter's face.

Probably thinking that his father wanted to snatch his toy, he put the Tyrannosaurus Rex behind him.

After rubbing the golden hair on the other person's head, Peter started the car.

Twenty minutes later.

Peter parked his car next to a Wal-Mart and inserted a coin into an old-fashioned parking dispenser.

Then he opened the car door, took Azu out, and walked to the supermarket.

There was a downhill road between the parking lot and the supermarket. When Peter walked to the middle, he suddenly heard exclamations coming from around him.

"Oh my God! My child!"

Peter, who heard the sound, turned back and looked up.

He found a stroller, rushing towards him at lightning speed.

There seemed to be a baby boy lying in the stroller that was out of control.

At the top of the ramp, a young woman in her twenties was running down hard and trying to grab the stroller.

Unfortunately, the distance between the two is getting further and further, and the mother is getting more and more desperate.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, Peter stretched out his hand and grabbed the stroller that rushed down.

The chasing mother saw the stroller being stopped, ran over quickly, and excitedly picked up the baby boy in the stroller.

"Oh my God! God!"

The excited and incoherent mother quickly thanked Peter, "Thank you, sir, thank you. If it weren't for you, I almost made a big mistake. I knocked the stroller just now and let it go."

The woman didn't care about the dirt on her body and thanked Peter excitedly.

"It's nothing, ma'am. If it were my child, I'm sure someone would help."

Peter, who was holding Azu, said with a smile.

The young woman felt that Peter was a good man even more.

"Thank you! Thank you very much! Sir."

The woman who didn't know how to express her gratitude hugged Peter excitedly and expressed her gratitude to him again.

"I'm Martha, Martha Kent, sir. Maybe we can exchange contact information. I mean, my husband will definitely want to thank you in person."

Martha wants to exchange contact information with Peter.

Glancing at the baby in the stroller, Peter originally wanted to refuse.

But he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait. You said your name was Martha?"

Martha Kent, isn’t this the mother of Superman Clark?

That is to say

He turned his shocked eyes to the baby in Martha's arms.

Is this black-haired baby Clark?

After coughing, he asked in a normal-sounding voice: "This child. Can I know his name?"

Seeing Peter suddenly turn his attention to her child, Martha felt a little strange.

"Clark, his name is Clark Kent."

She said her son's name.

The moment he heard the other party say "Clark Kent", Peter's heart skipped a beat.

It is indeed Superman!

The Kryptonian baby I had booked was cut off in advance by Martha and his wife!

Although Azu is not bad, how can a superman made after tomorrow have the idealistic superman scent?

Originally, he thought that there was a high chance of picking up Superman during the next meteor shower.

Now that he knows that Superman has fallen into the hands of others, his mentality is a little broken.

He wanted to ask Martha: Can we change it?

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