In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

"Dude, you saved my life!" Bob exclaimed excitedly, bouncing around Li Xiao like a baboon. "I actually saw a superhuman who could lift a car! You're amazing! Can we get to know each other? My name is Bob."

"My name is Connor. Come and lend a hand. I'll disassemble it and you can take it apart. This should be within your job scope, right?" Li Xiao stood on tiptoe and pulled a bed board out of the roof of the car. A strong smell of paint hit the air, but thankfully it was already dry.

He dared not continue to dismantle this bro, lest he pull some tricks and he'd have to wash the floor himself.

"Yes, buddy, it's a pleasure to serve you," Bob readily agreed, bowing his head and leaning forward.

A huge, dark bed board loomed over him, and Bob swallowed hard.

Oh no, I hope I won't get crushed!

He immediately felt an extremely heavy weight hit his back.

Bob stumbled and nearly fell to the ground, then remained frozen in place for about ten seconds.

"That was too hasty. I should have given him something lighter," Li Xiao thought to himself, preparing to relieve him of his burden.

However, Bob trembled violently and managed to straighten his back.

"My God, this is heavy!" he gritted his teeth, like an ox pulling a plow, and walked into the house. "Is it supposed to be inside?"

"Yes"

As soon as Bob stepped into the garage, Little Krypton silently rushed out, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs, and bit at Bob's calf without any hesitation.

"Shit!" Bob's eyes widened as he saw a yellow shadow flash by, and a fierce dog charged towards him.

"Shut up, little spender!"

Just as he felt the sharp canines about to tear his flesh, the burly man who could lift a car simply shouted.

The vicious dog actually stopped, then wagged its tail and brushed past him nonchalantly. For some reason, he actually saw a threat in the dog's eyes.

"That almost scared me to death, buddy!" Bob struggled to lower the bed, wiping the sweat from his brow with lingering fear. "Your dog is really fierce."

"Sorry." Li Xiao, carrying the bed frame on the floor, lightly tapped Xiao Ke on the head. "I forgot to tie the rope, you were startled."

Looks like I need to take it out for some fun tonight; it's been cooped up at home all day and hasn't been able to release its energy.

"It's okay." Bob grinned, revealing his big white teeth. "As long as I can still work, taking a bite won't hurt. Sorry, buddy, I was just helping out a little."

After Bob finished speaking, he said goodbye and prepared to leave.

"Don't you want the tip?" Li Xiao pulled out a 50-yuan note and handed it over. "Don't be so reckless next time."

Bob stood there stunned, and then large tears welled up in his eyes. He burst into tears on the spot.

"It can't be that bad," Li Xiao said, taking a tissue out of his pocket.

"Let's wipe it clean."

"Thank you, thank you so much. This is the first time I've ever received a tip. Thank you, buddy."

Bob accepted the banknotes with great solemnity, as if they were a precious gift.

"Nobody used to tip?" Li Xiao had a general understanding of some of the underlying logic in America. As long as it was a service industry, there was an unwritten tipping culture. Of course, this had nothing to do with the workers; it was purely that capitalists were unwilling to pay, so they made customers bear the wages that should have been paid by them.

Yes, tips are equivalent to part of a service worker's salary, and they are also subject to taxation.

"No, never," Bob blew his nose and gave a wry smile. "It's mostly scolding, and most of the time they even call to complain about me."

Why?

"Because I'm Black," Bob shrugged, but you could tell he was feeling down. "Because of my black skin, I don't want to do the same illegal things as the people around me, like robbery. My brother joined a gang because of drug addiction, and I need to work part-time to support my mom and him."

"So you're still studying?" Li Xiao looked at him curiously. "Is it university?"

"It's a public high school." Bob scratched his head sheepishly. "I'm not very smart, and I'm still in my senior year of high school, even though I repeated two years. But I believe I will get into college."

Li Xiao looked at him in surprise. It was absurd that a hardworking, ambitious black man with no bad habits was standing right in front of him.

"God bless you, buddy. Time's tight, I have to go back to the warehouse to get more stock. See you later." Bob waved, got back into his car, honked the horn, and slowly drove away. Li Xiao noticed that the tires were flat.

His bed hadn't been delivered yet, but he wouldn't mind a few more days.

Li Xiao held the blueprints in one hand, while his other hand worked non-stop, picking up the bed frame and assembling it one by one like building blocks. The heavy bed frame seemed as light as a feather in his hands.

Within minutes, a 3x3 milky white bed appeared in the center of Kara's bedroom.

Li Xiao patted the bed frame; the mortise and tenon joints were interlocking and very sturdy. The Americans have now learned this assembly method from Dongda University.

After finishing his work, Li Xiao took out beef shank and various offal from the refrigerator and made himself a big stew of beef offal.

Set aside a portion for the refrigerator. Li Xiao happily started cooking, prioritizing speed and convenience this time, preparing tough beef tendons and chewy beef intestines like rubber bands.

He chewed it up very easily, without even getting it stuck in his teeth.

After finishing his meal and washing the dishes, Li Xiao returned to the second floor and, as usual, began practicing problems on his draft paper.

Stretching, Li Xiao glanced at the time and saw it was almost 3 PM. He pulled back the covers and lay down on the bed. Feeling a slight dampness on his cheek, Li Xiao's face twitched. Kara's drool hadn't dried yet, and to be honest, it didn't smell bad at all; instead, it had a faint, pleasant fragrance.

But he still felt uncomfortable, so he flipped the pillow over, and Li Xiao finally sighed with satisfaction.

Get a good night's sleep so you'll have the energy to be a gold miner tonight. After all, who would turn down money?

In his sleep, Li Xiao heard the roar of a car engine outside, followed by the clatter of a roller shutter being pulled up.

Kara went home after get off work.

Li Xiao got out of bed full of energy. He needed to borrow his cousin's car later, but he didn't know if she would agree.

However, he had no choice. This time, the location was in the Renido Mountains, and Bruce hadn't come over. They couldn't possibly run there on foot.

Li Xiao went downstairs, and the lights downstairs were turned on. Kara leaned against the wall and bent down slightly, lifting her long legs behind her.

With a flick of her fingers, the high heel was removed.

Her toes, painted with rose-red nail polish, were smooth and white. Glistening beads of sweat slid slowly down between her toes, dripping onto the ground as small water stains.

Perhaps due to standing for a long time, the soles of her feet had a faint pinkish tinge.

Li Xiao glanced at it briefly before looking away. He then took out the dishes he had prepared that morning from the refrigerator and, under Kara's surprised gaze, put them in the microwave and set it to 5 minutes.

"Hey kid, this isn't like you at all," Kara said, stretching as she sat up in her chair, her legs propped up on the table. Her breasts were pulled into an oval shape. "So, what's up?"