Chapter 281

The next day.

The Kents' home.

"Thump!"

Clark Kent's little head received a flick.

Clark Kent was stunned, instantly remembering that he had received a flick like this yesterday morning, and then the weird uncle gave him a box of ice cream.

Then today—

Clark Kent's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at the table in front of him nimbly.

Sure enough, a box of ice cream appeared on the table.

"Thank you, uncle."

The polite Clark Kent whispered a thank you to the weird uncle and happily opened the ice cream to eat.

To him, this kind of flick didn't hurt at all. If one flick could be exchanged for one box of ice cream, he hoped to receive three, no, five every day!

That way, Dad could have one box, Mom could have one box, and because he received the flick, he could get three boxes!

Good guy, at such a young age, he already knew how to 'earn' more. Hopefully, when he grows up and thinks of this, he won't be embarrassed enough to curl his toes.

"Ding!"