Smallville Township, Kansas... Kent Farm...

The wheat swaying in the wind, the vigorous scenery on the earth, and farming will always be the eternal theme of human civilization.

Since the death of the old man surnamed Sun, the Sun family farm next door was originally taken away by Zhengshu.

However, when Carrot became an adult, he bought it back and merged it into the Kent Farmyard.

It's no better than the night in Gotham, filled with the mysterious black of the evil virus.

It's not as good as the daytime in New York, where the eyes are full of bustling city hustle and bustle.

This town is very plain, even very backward, and poor, but it is this endless golden spike of jade, but it is the only pure land in Carrot El's heart.

And here, too, he has another name.

In the pure white farmhouse courtyard, there was the barking of chickens and dogs, and the little white earth dog didn't know what was sniffing around, so he suddenly raised his head and looked around:

"Wang! Woof! ”

On the kitchen table, next to the two trays of croissants, there is always a sweet roasted corn stick, and they remember that Clark loved roasted corn as a child.

After returning from his usual farm work, Jonathan parked his tractor in the barn, took off his straw hat and walked inside.

And Martha, at the moment of dusk, prepared today's sumptuous dinner for him, watched him wipe his sweat, and said complainingly:

"You don't have to work so late every time, the money sent by my son is enough for us to support our old age in the next life."

However, as soon as these words came out, Martha's eyes dimmed, and she wiped her hands on the table with a rag, and suddenly paused.

"I know, but we're not old enough to spend our son's money."

Jonathan replied casually, picked up the tea on the table, and drank a cup casually:

"You know what it means to be a kid from the Kent family who finally learns to make money."

"It means we're all old, and he should take over the farm from us."

Martha smiled, and the hot weather made her move to turn on the switch of the air conditioner, and laughed:

"Old man Sun's farm was already his, five years ago."

"Is your farm still going to be left to someone else?"

Jonathan was stunned, the expression on his face was a little strange, and he muttered in a low voice:

"I don't want to die so early, I want to watch Clark get married, have children, and even watch my grandchildren grow up."

As the two sat down at the table, Martha brought a plate of croissants to Jonathan's side, and began to cut the ham, giving him a blank look when she heard this:

"You're thinking beautifully, if it weren't for you, Clark wouldn't have left."

Hearing this, no matter how many times the two had quarreled over this matter, Jonathan Kent's hand when he picked up the knife and fork would always pause slightly, and he sighed in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, Martha, but you have to understand that the world is not ready to accept him, to accept our children."

"You saw the reaction of those neighbors five years ago, and they weren't grateful for whether Clark saved them. They're just in fear, instinctive fear. ”

When he said this, Jonathan Kent's face was filled with helplessness and heartache.

Seeing this, Martha also sighed slightly, and walked to the kitchen to take out the freshly picked milk from the microwave, but her eyes were always on the skewer of roasted corn.

Finally, Martha leaned against the doorframe and sighed tiredly and tiredly:

"I know, and I understand you, Jonathan."

"From childhood to adulthood, we have experienced many surveys, from the school, from the community, from interest classes."

"There was a time when I wasn't scared..."

"I don't blame you for this, I understand that our son deserves a better sky."

"I just..."

Martha choked up suddenly, holding back her tears, and stroked the photo frames that could be seen everywhere in the house: "I just miss him a little." ”

"He was that old when he left me."

"I don't know how much I have suffered alone in a big city, and it's all because we didn't protect him."

Seeing this, Jonathan Kent immediately put down the food in his hand, hugged his wife Martha, and gently patted him on the back.

"Okay, okay, he's already learned to send money home, and it's going to be fine."

"You also said that when he grew up, that money was enough for us to spend the rest of our lives."

And Martha, in his arms, whimpered:

"Come on, dare you say you never missed him?"

"Don't think I don't know, your craving for cigarettes has gotten worse since Clark left."

Jonathan Kent gently patted Martha on the shoulder and exclaimed:

"yes, how could I not want to?"

"He's the whole meaning of my life, but it's ridiculous, I've kept telling him to leave those things alone, but I'm on..."

Jonathan Kent paused, regretting his impulse to rush to the rescue that day:

"But I rushed into the storm."

"It also led to him having to leave."

"I believe that one day the world will see this, and at that time, if he has any mistakes, it is that I have not protected him."

The two embraced each other in silence, like two empty nesters, meaning to each other that they missed their son.

Until a familiar voice that can't be familiar, but with the barking of the dog at the door, the sound of the key turning to open the door opened a figure that has grown up:

"But if something happens to you that day, it's my unforgivable fault."

The soft words, instead of the thoughts of Cangsang several times, the students who had been away from home for several years, after replacing the immaturity of their shoulders, finally stood in front of their parents again.

Jonathan and Martha's shocked man who opened their door with the key was stunned for three seconds, and then gradually burst into tears.

Carrot, who was dressed in casual clothes, slowly put down the big bag she was carrying, slowly opened her hands, and her voice also had a faint ripple:

"I'm back, father, mother."

"Clark!"

Martha's eyes widened in disbelief and she rushed forward excitedly to hug him.

What a familiar voice, what a familiar figure...

Even if he has grown up, even if his appearance has grown, but as a parent, even if he will be surprised by his growth, he will never forget who he is.

"Oh my God, you've grown so big, my child."

"Is that you? Didn't I dream? You're back. ”

Carrot El hugged Martha, stretched out her hand, and gently helped her fix her hair, with a smile on her face:

"It's not a dream, Mom, I'm back."

Compared with Martha's undisguised excitement, Jonathan quickly turned around, hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then turned around without changing his face, walked to Carrot's side, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Have you eaten it, your mother has prepared your favorite roasted corn."

Carrot Al scratched his head, his throat tightened for a while, and Jonathan's action of turning around and wiping his tears was naturally seen by him:

"Of course, I can eat at any time, Dad, especially at home."