"You guys quarreled?" Martha, looking suspiciously at Anthony and then at Clark.

Clark was adjusting his glasses and trying to push the little curly back for comment, and immediately said, "No, absolutely not."

Anthony was a little slower than he was: "Nothing."

Martha looked at the two men, and although they looked kind, they obviously didn't hook their shoulders before they went. A few minutes later, while Anthony followed Jonathan to the field to look at the winter wheat, she pulled Clark over: "Was Anthony frightened by those strange Kryptonian products?" Clark

recalled his evasive attitude towards the console, and said vaguely, "Maybe, he didn't say." I think it's good, Mom, we didn't fight.

Martha shrugged: "Whatever you want, you young people will handle your own affairs." In

the evening, when the wind and snow were light, Ellie opened the door to indicate that he wanted to go out and play. Clark crouches down to adjust his collar and offers Anthony to go out with him for a dog walk.

Anthony stroked his swollen belly, but hesitated: "Avery doesn't like me very much..."

Obviously, animals are much sharper than people.

Clark rubbed Ellie's head, "That's just that Alley doesn't know you yet." At first, Ellie didn't know me and was unkind to me, but he quickly accepted me. Oh, I see. He

turned and went into the house to find a dog biscuit, crouched down and handed it to Ellie's nose. Alley opened his mouth to eat, but he put it away and handed it to Anthony. Anthony hesitantly took the dog biscuit, bent down and handed it to Ellie.

Ellie leaned his head forward a little and sniffed the biscuits and Anthony's hand. Clark waited for him to open his mouth to eat the biscuit, only to suddenly let out a low growl in his throat and open his mouth wide to bite Anthony's hand. Thankfully, he reacted quickly and caught Ellie's collar.

"Hey, Alley, he's our friend!" Clark

scolded, slapping Alley on the head, catching a glimpse of Anthony taking his hand back and loosening his fingers.

Anthony: Good thing Clark stopped, otherwise I would have been punched.

Clark didn't think deeply, grabbed Avery and pinched his mouth: "It must be that I don't have enough influence." Martha!Martha!Excuse me for a favor!"

After being persuaded by the Kent family, Eli finally reluctantly accepted Anthony's dog biscuits.

Anthony cautiously stretched out his hand and stroked it on his head, thinking that he must be thinking in his heart: What will I do without this home?

Next time buy a full set of dog toys to buy him. Anthony thought.

So, Anthony put on his coat, changed into boots, and followed Clark out the door.

Actually, it was quite early, but it was not very bright. There was some snow on the ground, which had melted a little at noon, and now it looked dirty and a little slippery. Ellie was very energetic, and ran straight ahead, pulling the leash straight.

Clark was dragged along the road, with Anthony chasing after him. He ate a little, no, too much, to run.

"Wait for me!"

Clark forced Avery to stop with a little superpower. Avery tried to take another step, but seeing that Clark was not cooperative, he let out a breath through his nose and took a few steps back, jumping into the snowdrift below the road and sniffing something.

Clark looked back and Anthony was trotting and adjusting his hat. The hat was given by Martha, and it was a little too big to wear. He wears a thick puffer jacket and runs like a penguin.

He couldn't help but laugh, but saw Anthony's feet slip and go straight into the snowdrift. Clark hurriedly dragged Avery over and helped Anthony get up to pat the snow off his body.

Anthony wrinkled his nose: "I hate snow. He touched the mud on his clothes, "Dirty snow." Clark

comforted, "It's okay, just go back and wipe it." And it's a side road, and by the time we get to the main road, the road must have been cleared with snow.

Then he held out his hand: "Come on, so that if you want to fall, I will hold you."

Anthony rolled his eyes, "I went to college in North Dako, and I haven't had any experience in snowy roads.

Clark shrugged, not forced. This time he slowed down and dragged Ellie to prevent him from running. In fact, he was kind of expecting Anthony to fall again so that he wouldn't refuse to hold hands...

What a strange idea

, but Anthony really didn't fall again, and occasionally slipped, and immediately stabilized his figure. He said proudly: "My waist, my core strength is still good." "

They went onto the main road, and it was indeed almost snow-free in the middle of the road. Anthony jumped twice, fine, not slippery. He held out his hand to Clark.

Clark was stunned for a moment, what are you doing, holding hands?

"Can you let me come and walk Erie?"

"Of course. Clark was embarrassed by what he had just thought, so he didn't look at him, leaned down and rubbed Ellie's head, "Be obedient, okay?"

Anthony took the leather rope, which still had Clarke's temperature on it. He wrapped the rope around his hand, then held it tightly, and then the rope was straightened in an instant.

"Why are you so energetic?" said Anthony, running with Ellie.

Clark followed: "I remember that it was Uncle Ruth's house in front of him, and he had a dog named Candi, probably looking for a friend." "

Actually, yes.

Soon a house came into view, followed by the barking of dogs. Avery was more energetic and nearly pulled Anthony over.

"Avey, slow down!"

Anthony followed Alley onto the side road, stopping at a fence. Anthony looked inside at the red house, and a large wolfhound came running over.

Instead of slowing down, the wolfhound accelerated, and then leaped upwards and jumped over the fence, which was less than a meter and a half, startling Anthony.

Seeing the two dogs making love, Anthony hesitated: "Candi... By the name, it's

a girl, right?" "And a nine-year-old girl," Clark laughed, "Candy has always been good. "

Candy obviously wanted to hang out with them, but it wasn't right now. Mr. Ruth came out and grabbed her collar: "Hey, Candi, I just went out at noon today, it's too cold outside to stay outside for too long, and you're not too young."

Clark conversed with him across the fence and introduced Anthony, "This is my neighbor in the Met, Anthony."

Anthony smiled knowingly, but heard Ruth say, "Who follows the neighbor home for Christmas?

Anthony's smile froze, and Clark hurriedly explained: "No, we are good friends, Anthony takes care of me a lot..."

Ruth didn't expect to reveal other people's scars, so he apologized and hurriedly invited them into the house for some hot snacks. Anthony waved his hand again and again: "No need, no need, I just ate too much so I came out to eat."

Clark politely declined, and then led Avery away.

They walked to the Kent hut when it was completely dark, and there was no mention of Krypton or relationship problems the whole time.

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Anthony stayed in Smowell until the day after Christmas, when he said he was leaving. Martha wanted to keep him for two more days, but he said he was going to Kansas to see his mother.

Martha didn't react for a moment, and suddenly remembered that it should be a tomb sweeper, so she stuffed a bunch of homemade snacks into him distressedly, and asked him to take care of himself, as if he had an extra son.

Clark: "Why don't I send you?"

Anthony waved his hand: "It's a good day, I don't want to make headlines."

He put his luggage in Ruth's car and waved at the Kent family before getting into the car. Martha was wearing the silver necklace he had given him, Jonathan was waving his hiking stick, and Clark was holding the self-heating pillow he had given him, all standing in the middle of the road watching him, looking a little funny.

Anthony touched the handmade scarf that Martha had given him, on which were two brown-haired, green-eyed bears. I didn't get much better.

The pickup truck started staggeringly, and Anthony sat in the passenger seat and chatted with Ruth.

The phone vibrated for a moment, and Anthony looked down to see that it was Slade Wilson. He immediately hung up the phone, met Ruth's puzzled gaze, and explained: "Sales call, I left a phone number in a psychological counseling agency for a student with a little psychological problem, and they always recommended me to various children's institutions. "

He didn't dare answer the phone now, and Clark estimated that he would be escorted to Kansas with super hearing.

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