Chapter 284: Cat Getan Playing House (Part 1)

In the Cat Getan night, the cylindrical light from the car headlights gradually turned from the street corner and then shone straight onto the street. A sports car slowly drove to the entrance of a circus station in the western suburbs of Cat Getan.

What stepped out of the car seemed to be a young couple. The tall father held his daughter and walked in front, while the mother carried the tickets and the bag behind. On the surface, this was a very harmonious family of three, but everything ended with a scream from the daughter in the father's arms.

"Wah!!!"

"Stop yelling." Bruce covered Aisha's mouth with one hand, his voice laced with exhaustion. Selina walked up, took his arm, and said, "You'd better stop covering her mouth. What if you get bitten again?"

Bruce sighed and took his hand away. Aisha in his arms was very restless, wanting to jump out of his arms, and was blocked by Bruce with his other arm.

And why this family of three appeared in front of the circus, it had to start from the exceptionally "harmonious" parent-child time these past few days.

Theoretically, as long as Bruce wanted to learn, there was nothing in this world he couldn't learn, including parenting theory. But very coincidentally, all parenting theories in this world basically stayed at the theoretical stage. In actual operation, these theories couldn't be said to be of great benefit, but could only be said to be completely useless.

There wouldn't be any parenting theory in this world that taught you how to deal with an ancient chaotic creature of the universe hatched from a part of the soul borrowed from a dream. Therefore, after Bruce buried his head in studying parenting theory for ten minutes, he understood that he would probably have to create a brand-new discipline next.

But as the old saying goes, practice makes perfect. This was also true in terms of raising children. After getting along with Aisha for three days, Bruce really figured out a pattern.

I don't know if it was the characteristic of chaotic creatures or the characteristics that all children had, but Aisha was very interested in things that moved and made sounds.

Originally, this should have touched the field Bruce was good at, such as building a robot or a toy car to play with Aisha. But later he found that Aisha didn't like watching moving things, but liked watching moving people.

How Bruce discovered this pattern had to be credited to Selina.

Because Bruce urgently needed help, Selina had been living in Wei En Manor these past few days. The old butler Alfred was overjoyed, but Selina herself was a bit unhappy.

Although raising a child was hard, she could endure it for Bruce's sake, but the artistic cells engraved in her bones really had nowhere to vent. So Selina set up a horizontal bar on the manor's lawn, and when she had nothing to do, she would go up and swing, consolidating her acrobatic foundation.

Then Bruce found that when Aisha watched Selina play on the horizontal bar, she would be surprisingly quiet, and could even last ten minutes without making a sound.

Bruce and Selina were like finding a treasure. During the day, Selina would swing back and forth on the horizontal bar, performing various acrobatic actions to coax Aisha to play. At night, Batman would drive his Batmobile, carrying Aisha to speed on the roads of Cat Getan.

As for why it was the Batmobile, it was because Aisha only liked cars that could make huge roars. Other sports cars didn't have enough horsepower, and Aisha would start screaming when she sat on them. Only when the Batmobile reached its top speed could she be a little quieter.

The life of these two days was: during the day, Selina performed acrobatics for Aisha, such as flying trapeze, walking on walls, jumping through fire rings, unicycles, etc. It could be said that if Selina's professional ability was a little worse, she wouldn't have been able to persist for these three days.

And at night, the roar of the Batmobile would resound through the streets and alleys of Cat Getan. The criminals in Cat Getan had been completely dormant these past few days. No matter who heard the Batmobile's terrifying engine sound for a whole night, their hearts would thump.

But this situation ended on the third night, because the Batmobile's tires were stolen.

Yes, you read that right. The Batmobile, which cost tens of millions of dollars, had its tires pried off.

The incident happened at dusk when Bruce was about to take Aisha out. The night before, he had parked the Batmobile a little further away, but he hadn't worried about safety issues at all, because the Batmobile, except for being somewhat similar in appearance to other cars, could already be said to be two different species.

There were quite a few car thieves in Cat Getan, but if they had the ability to pry the Batmobile, why would they still steal cars in Cat Getan? Wouldn't it be better to go to any car brand and be an engineer?

But things in the world were just so impermanent. Unlucky things always gathered together. There really was such a genius car thief who didn't want to be a technical director or an engineer, but insisted on prying the Batmobile in Cat Getan.

Bruce held Aisha and walked to the Batmobile. Seeing his Batmobile with only three wheels left, he was speechless for a while.

He certainly had spare tires, but the problem also lay in the fact that the technology used by the Batmobile was too complex. Even changing a tire required Bruce to do it himself. But now Bruce was holding Aisha, and he couldn't even spare a minute, let alone drag the Batmobile to the Batcave to change tires and repair it.

Without the Batmobile, Aisha wouldn't sleep no matter what. If she didn't sleep, Selina and Bruce couldn't sleep. If Selina and Bruce didn't sleep, they would be even more exhausted and wouldn't have the energy to coax Aisha. This became a vicious cycle.

Until they saw an advertisement in the newspaper Alfred sent in the morning, which said that the circus that had stopped business due to the Cat Getan freezing incident had reopened.

Bruce and Selina thought, since Aisha liked watching the acrobatics Selina performed, the circus should have something even better. If they could coax Aisha to sleep, Bruce would have time to repair his Batmobile.

Just like that, they booked tickets and came to support on the second day of the circus's opening.

Before, this circus in the western suburbs of Cat Getan was quite popular. The animal training performances here were very rich, especially with several powerful acrobats who could perform many high-difficulty acrobatics.

But ever since Cat Getan stopped work for a period of time due to ground destruction, the circus business hadn't been very good. This time, reopening, the circus boss warmly welcomed the Wei En couple.

It wasn't just because they came very early, but more importantly, Wei En had money. If he was happy, he would invest a sum, and this circus might be able to expand to a larger scale.

Originally, the circus boss wanted to invite this family of three to sit in the front row in the middle, but Bruce refused. On one hand, the lights there were too dazzling, and it was too close to the fire ring, which was a bit hot. On the other hand, Aisha's appearance was different from ordinary people, and there were too many spectators in the middle, making it easy to be discovered.

Bruce and Selina chose to sit in the corner on the far right of the front row. It was very close to the circus toilet and exit, and they could leave immediately if there was any accident.

The audience entered one after another. Today, there were more people than the first day, but the seats were still not full. Standing at the entrance of the backstage, the boss had a somewhat gloomy expression, seemingly very dissatisfied with this situation.

He heard some movement from the backstage, turned back, lowered his voice, and scolded: "What are you doing? Why make such a big noise? Didn't I remind you? Wei En is coming today, all of you behave yourselves, idiots!"

Then, he complained like venting: "It's all your fault! And you want wages. Why can't you be like lions and elephants, as long as you are given some food, you can work for me?"

"You have also seen that the circus business is not good, so this week I can only give you one-third of your wages."

Several acrobats in the backstage were very angry after hearing this. One of them, who was quite tall, stood out and said, "Hey, Henry! You can't do this. We have worked for you for a long time. We earned enough ticket money for you before. We perform dangerous high-difficulty projects. We are trading our lives for money. You can't be so..."

"Grayson, you'd better behave yourself! Do you still think it's the time when your Grayson family's reputation was renowned on the East Coast?"

"Don't forget, your father, old Grayson, fell into meat paste during an important performance, smashing your family's signboard. If it weren't for that, how could the noble Grayson come to my small place to perform?"

"Don't expect more. Listen, your wife's health is not good, and she asks for leave every few days. It's already a burden. Giving you full wages is already my leniency..."

The tall man named Grayson opposite was so angry that his veins were bulging. Several companions around came up to hold him and comfort him in a low voice. Finally, he waved his fist, still said nothing, and walked back into the crowd.

The circus boss mocked like a villain: "Don't think I don't know, your Grayson family's little drag-along also wants to do this line, but tell him to be careful, don't fall into meat paste like his grandfather..."

Hearing someone cursing his son, Grayson couldn't bear it anymore. Ignoring those companions who were holding him, he walked up quickly, gave the circus boss a punch directly, and then pointed at his nose with his finger and said: "You also said it, Wei En is sitting outside, today's performance you still have to rely on me."

"Now if I leave, do you intend to use those lions and elephants to cozy up to Wei En and beg for money?"

The circus boss wiped his nosebleed. He was also so angry that his neck and face were red. He stared at Grayson and said: "You'd better complete this performance well. If there is any slip-up, all of you get out of here!"

Grayson snorted coldly and turned to leave.

In the auditorium, Bruce and Selina were still waiting for the performance to start. Suddenly, they heard the bell ring twice. Then, a half-grown child carrying a basket walked over. He asked: "Do you want some pancakes or bread? There are also fried onions and cheese slices, only 15 cents a portion..."

Selina leaned over to look at the basket he was carrying. There was fragrant food inside, but Bruce looked up at the boy's expression and said: "You don't seem happy?"

The boy said expressionlessly: "If you don't want it, I'll ask others."

"Give me a pancake, and add two cheese slices." Selina said to him. The boy lowered his head and took the food from the basket to give to Selina. After finding that Bruce gave an extra 10 cents tip, he somewhat panicked and returned the money, saying: "A portion is only 15 cents, your tip is too much..."

"You shouldn't do this work often, right?" Bruce looked into his eyes and said: "In circuses and theaters, the tips for vendors and flower children are about the same as the price of the things they sell..."

Selina also nodded and said: "I also did this work when I was young. If the tip wasn't enough and the goal wasn't completed, I would be beaten."

The boy sighed and said: "I'm not any vendor, it's just that the circus boss doesn't like my father, so he won't let me perform on stage, only letting me do this kind of miscellaneous work."

"Then what are you doing? Could it be that you are still an actor?"

Selina looked the boy up and down and found that although he was not old, his figure was well-proportioned, with long hands and long feet, and some traces of muscles could be seen on his arms.

"Of course I am an actor, and a member of the famous flying trapeze Grayson family. My dream is to become a great flying trapeze artist like my great-grandfather, but..."

As he spoke, he looked back at the backstage, as if afraid that someone was staring at him. He said: "Thank you for your kindness, but 10 cents is too much, I only need half. I have to go to others, goodbye."

Selina took the money he returned and muttered: "Grayson family? I seem to have some impression. They shouldn't be locals of Cat Getan, right? There aren't many such innocent children in Cat Getan..." ===== CHAPTER 285 =====