Chapter 1235: The Farm of Justice (XVII)

"Clark and I are not ordinary people, and Bruce is Batman, so we have exchanged secrets, right?" Zhi

Diana fell from midair, blinked and smiled, but Bruce turned around and walked back, shaking his head and said, "This is not fair. You are not ordinary people. This is obvious common sense."

Diana quickly chased after him and said unconvincedly, "It was Clark who didn't disguise himself well..."

"Do you think you disguised well?" Bruce turned his head to look at her, and then his eyes fell on her wrist. Diana was wearing a sports sweatshirt with long sleeves, but the metallic luster still flashed under the sleeves.

Diana followed his gaze to her wrist. She reached out and rolled up her sleeves, revealing two gorgeous metal bracelets on her arms. She curled her lips and said, "I just like to wear our national jewelry, is that not okay?"

"Of course, it would be even better if the gems on it didn't change color."

Diana was choked, but then she became even more unconvinced. She quickly chased after Bruce and said, "Then it's not a secret that you are Batman. Batman's exposed chin is exactly the same as yours!"

"Then it was Clark who wrote the hot report, not you. It's really a case of no heroes in the world, and a young man becomes famous." Zhi

Clark rushed up and grabbed Diana's raised fist. The long-haired princess snorted coldly and put her black hair behind her ears.

But then, she began to study her bracelet again. While looking at the bracelet, she said with some doubt: "Will the gemstone on it change color? What color was it originally?... I have worn it for at least a hundred years, how come I didn't notice it?"

Clark covered his eyes, walked beside Diana, shook his head and said: "Haven't you realized that he was cheating you?"

Diana opened her eyes wide and said a little puzzled: "But I told you that I can fly, and the answer has been announced, and he said that he had guessed it a long time ago. What's the point?"

"It doesn't make sense, but he is such a person." Clark lowered his voice and said: "He is a mental patient, so don't take him seriously."

"You can be louder, really." Bruce's voice came from the front.

Clark quickened his pace, walked to Bruce's side, smiled and pulled his arm, Diana rolled her eyes and spread her hands behind him. Wisdom

The three of them quickly returned to the farm hut. When they returned, most of the sowing hands had left. Clark rushed into the garage at a brisk pace, and found that all four tractors were gone.

Clark turned around and saw Jonathan coming in, followed by a fat middle-aged man with curly hair. Clark was a little surprised and said, "Uncle Traeger, why are you here?"

Jonathan sighed deeply and said, "It's all my fault. I didn't check whether those old tractors were still usable before sowing. Now, two of the four tractors are broken."

"I'm so sorry, Clark. I originally said that I would leave one for you so that you can plant a piece of land by yourself, but now there are still two sowing hands who haven't been allocated a tractor. I can only call your Uncle Traeger to see if the two old guys can be repaired and used as a makeshift."

Jonathan's eyebrows were originally drooping, looking very kind, but now they are completely twisted, and he can't help complaining: "The past two years have been a bit unlucky. Last year, we encountered the largest anthrax outbreak in ten years, and the ranch suffered heavy losses."

"The temperature has been slow to rise this year, and the planting season has been postponed indefinitely, and the time is short. The old tractor that has not broken down for many years just broke down this year."

Clark knew that his father often had some artistic and philosophical thoughts, and was also a somewhat pessimistic person, so he hurried forward to hug Jonathan and comfort him. Wisdom

Bruce walked up and asked: "The tractor is broken? Where is it broken? Maybe it can be repaired."

Clark's eyes suddenly burst into light, and he looked at Bruce with hope.

However, Tregg, who was standing behind Jonathan, tutted his lips and said, "I'm not saying anything, Kent, you are not without money, why do you have to keep those two antiques? We all know that the most important thing in the agricultural area is practical value. No matter how memorable it is, it will eventually be scrapped."

Jonathan pursed his lips a little sadly, and Tregg continued to persuade him, "Of course, of course, I know that it was left by old Kent. When you were a child, you sat on those two tractors and had fun in the fields. Those were the memories of you, your father and your brother, but they are really too old. There is really no need to repair them."

Seeing his father's sad expression, Clark still pulled Bruce to the garage at the back. Bruce just saw the two tractors and shook his head gently.

Even if you are not a professional, you can see that these two machines are really too old. Not to mention whether there is any need to repair them, even if you spend a lot of effort to repair them, they will definitely break down again in a few days.

At this time, Martha, who was still wearing an apron, walked out from the back of the yard. She came to Jonathan and said with some anger! Wisdom

"No one here wants to take your memories away! No one will take them to the factory for scrapping. You can look at them here forever. As long as you can get a working tractor, why don't we buy a new one?"

Martha walked up to Jonathan, held his face and said, "Honey, wake up. It is precisely because our harvest was not good last year that we have to work harder this year to make up for last year's losses!"

Jonathan sighed deeply and said, "Of course I know I can buy a new one, but our losses last year were too great and we don't have much working capital. This year, when I bought seeds, I was optimistic about the new superior The budget has been exceeded again. Where can we get the money to buy a new tractor? "

"Hey! Dad! Have you forgotten me?" Clark immediately stepped forward and waved his hand and said, "The report I wrote some time ago was very popular and I made a lot of money. I paid off all the loans for tuition and there is still a lot left."

"Oh my God, listen, Jonathan, what is our son talking about? He actually wants to use his money to buy a tractor for the family? ? Does this silly boy think he has grown up? ! Stop irritating your father, he is sad enough." Martha said rather exaggeratedly, but she just didn't want Clark to spend money.

Clark sighed helplessly. He looked at Treger and said, "It's spring farming season now. There should be agricultural machinery markets in major cities in Kansas. Where is the nearest large market? My friends and I will go there. If we are lucky, new tractors will be delivered tomorrow."

Treger walked up and patted Clark's arm and said, "Every small town boy has such a day. When you use your own money to buy new agricultural machinery for your family's farm, it means that you have really grown up." Wisdom

"There are small towns near Kent Farm. They sell tractor parts. There are no good machines. But I heard that there is an exhibition held by major tractor companies in Kansas City. There are the latest models. You should buy a new machine. Buying second-hand is not a solution."

When Clark walked Bruce and Diana out, Jonathan was still shouting from behind, "No! Clark, don't listen to him! Second-hand is good, new tractors are too expensive, and may not be reliable... Mainly because they are too expensive! You still have to pay the rent in Metropolis!" Clark walked out of the garage without looking back. He said helplessly: "My father is a person who thinks two cents is too expensive. I am happy to listen to my parents' opinions, except for this point." Diana smiled and said with empathy: "They are not petty, nor are they poor, they just hope that every penny can be spent on the blade, and my mother is the same." "They have too much responsibility to bear, and they are responsible for everyone in this family or this country, so they must be calculative and make every penny spend the most value." Clark stood by the wall and pondered for a while, then said: "Kansas City is still quite far from here, and it may be too late to take a car there." After that, he and Diana looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to Bruce at the same time. Wisdom

Bruce looked at the two of them and said, "You don't want me to choose one of you and carry me over, do you?"

"Don't be silly, Bruce." Clark slowly approached Bruce, then quickly hugged his waist, carried him and flew up, and said with a smile: "You don't have a choice. It's impolite to let a lady carry such a heavy thing."

It turns out that the flying ability that humans dream of is indeed very convenient. Clark and Diana fly much faster than airplanes, and because of the biological force field, Bruce did not feel the whistling wind or weightlessness. The flying experience is quite comfortable, even better than ordinary airplanes.

They landed on a small road outside Kansas City. Kansas is vast and sparsely populated, so no one will find it.

After walking for a few more minutes, they finally arrived in the city. Agricultural Week attaches great importance to various things related to agriculture. As soon as they entered the venue, they saw a large welcome banner and various road signs indicating where this agricultural machinery event was held.

Clark reached out to stop a car driven by a local. When he heard that they were here to buy tractors, the local driver stepped on the accelerator and sent them to the entrance of the Expo in two minutes.

The Expo was being held at the Convention Center in Kansas City. When they walked into the spacious door of the Convention Center, the scene inside stunned the three people. Wisdom

Countless mechanical behemoths were spread across the wide hall of the venue. Unlike the smooth, simple and modern lines of those luxury sports cars, every part of the tractor was telling the industrial beauty of the birth of mechanical civilization.

Countless large and straightforward parts were combined in a very subtle and delicate way, and bloomed with unparalleled power. This sense of conflict and contradiction is the beauty of modern agricultural machinery.

When the three people walked into the venue, their heads never stopped turning. Just when they saw a big and beautiful tractor, they turned around and saw another more violent one that attracted their attention.

Finally, in the deepest part of the venue, they saw an unparalleled behemoth. Clark read its name from the information board next to it - "Lamborghini".

In front of this behemoth, the three strong humans all looked a little petite, with their heads raised in unison, staring straight at the cockpit of the tractor.

"It's so beautiful." Clark exclaimed.

"If I must take a luxury car for a ride, I would prefer this kind of luxury car." Diana swallowed her saliva and said. Wisdom

"It's completely different from the cars I own." Bruce also said.

"Hey, friends, are you interested in this big guy? This is a new model that has been well received recently, and this prototype is on sale, and you can get a 98% discount." The shopping guide greeted him enthusiastically.

Clark moved his eyes away with difficulty, and glanced at the price on the information board. In an instant, he took a breath of cold air.

"Its price is also very beautiful." Clark swallowed his saliva and said.

Instantly, Clark and Diana turned their heads to look at Bruce. Bruce rolled his eyes slightly, looked at them, and said:

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not interested in tractors, nor Lamborghinis... No, I won't buy them."

In the ward of Wayne Hospital in Gotham, Thomas, still wearing an oxygen mask, looked at the thick stack of account books in his hand, frowning deeply. Wisdom

The first thing he did when he woke up was, of course, to see where his son spent the astronomical amount of money, so he asked his secretary to bring the complete bill over, and by the way, he also checked Bruce's account.

Staring at the series of expenditures for building raw materials, Thomas seemed to have some enlightenment, and his mood was slightly relieved.

At this time, the red-haired Morey knocked on the door, came in with a dozen papers in his hand, handed them to Thomas, and said:

"Mr. Thomas, the bank statement of Mr. Bruce you asked for, there was a problem with their computer before, and they just retrieved the data and printed it out."

Thomas nodded, put down the other account books, and looked at the pile of account statements first.

Bank statements are arranged from new to old, so Thomas saw the latest consumption at a glance.

Then, a voice that was first angry and confused sounded in the room: Zhi

"Lamborghini... Tractor??!!!!"