Chapter 470 Tommy’s Lucky Day,
Chapter 470 Tommy’s Lucky Day
Roger said nothing, just kept his head down and pulled the items out of the bag one at a time.
The strawberries came out first.
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The bright red berries gleamed under the dim light, and a clean, sweet fragrance filled the room in an instant, making the whole place smell wonderful.
The three boys went silent in a heartbeat.
They stared at the strawberries, their eyes wide as saucers.
“Wow…”
“Are those strawberries?”
“They smell amazing! Better than any strawberries I’ve ever had!”
Tommy froze too.
He had never seen a real strawberry in his life.
He had seen them in commercials and heard about them when his classmates bragged, but he had never imagined they would one day show up in his own home.
Roger pulled out the grapes next.
They were a deep purple–black, plump and round, with a delicate dusting of frost on their skin.
The boys‘ eyes went even wider.
Then came the apples.
Golden yellow and round as could be, giving off a faint sweet scent.
Then the tomatoes, bright red, looked like little glowing orbs.
One by one, the items filled up the battered coffee table.
The three boys were completely speechless.
“Tommy, you are so lucky! Your dad got you all this awesome stuff to eat!” said one of the boys with braided hair, his face full of envy.
Another boy in glasses swallowed hard, his eyes glued to the strawberries, and said in a low voice, “These strawberries look way better than the ones my mom buys at Seafarm Group…”
Tommy stood there looking at the fruit, then at his friends‘ faces, and suddenly didn’t know what to say.
Roger finished arranging everything, lifted his head, and gave the boys his honest smile.
“Help yourselves,” he said. “Eat as much as you want. Don’t be shy.”
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The boys looked at each other, none of them brave enough to be the first to grab one.
Roger picked up a strawberry and held it out to the boy with the braided hair.
“Here. Give it a try.”
The boy took the strawberry and bit into it carefully
Then his whole expression changed.
“Mmm!” He covered his mouth, his eyes wide. “So sweet! It’s so, so sweet!”
The other two boys couldn’t hold back anymore, each grabbing a strawberry and popping it straight into their mouths.
“Wow!”
“This is amazing!”
“It’s way better than strawberry candy!”
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Tommy stood off to the side, watching his friends devour the strawberries with juice running down their chins, his own mouth watering. But he was too shy to grab one.
Because he assumed his father had brought these home to treat the guests.
Roger picked up a strawberry and pressed it into his son’s hand.
“You eat one too.”
Tommy took the strawberry and bit off a small piece.
The moment that sweet fragrance burst across his tongue, his eyes lit up too.
So this was what a strawberry actually tasted like.
It wasn’t the strange sweetness of strawberry–flavored liquid supplements, and it wasn’t the fake sweetness of strawbery–flavored candy. It was something natural and refreshing, a kind of sweetness that made you feel genuinely happy.
“Tommy, your family is the best!” the boy with the braided hair said between bites. “I’ve never had a strawberry this good!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” The boy in glasses nodded along. “Way better than the ones my mom buys! The ones she gets are sour sometimes, never this sweet!”
The third boy was staring at the pile of fruit on the coffee table, then suddenly leaned in closer, like he had just remembered something, peeking at the labels on the produce.
“Hold on…” He blinked “Tycoon Farm? Is this the Tycoon Farm?”
Roger paused.
“You’ve heard of it?”
“Yeah!” The boy got excited. “My mom talks about it all the time! She says the strawberries from that farm are amazing, but you can’t even get your hands on them! You can’t even buy them even after waiting in line!”
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He pointed at Tommy, his face full of envy.
“Tommy, your dad actually got fruit from Tycoon Farm! You’re so lucky!”
The other two boys caught on too.
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“Right, right, right, I heard my mom talking about itNt’s a huge topic on Starnet. Everyone’s saying their stuff is incredible!”
“And I heard it’s got healing elements! Super, super expensive!”
“Tommy, do you get to eat this every day?”
The questions left Tommy a little dazed.
He looked at the fruit, then at the envy in his friends‘ eyes, and couldn’t quite figure out how to answer.
Every day?
Today was the very first time he had ever tasted any of this.
But watching that look in his friends‘ eyes, that mix of envy and longing, he suddenly felt something shift inside him.
Before this, his classmates talked about whose family had the newest gaming console, whose family had the coolest hover–car, who got to visit the biggest amusement park on Centria Planet.
He could never join in, just kept his head down and pretended to read.
Before this, at parent–teacher nights, the other parents would chat each other up, the conversation drifting toward where they were vacationing or what designer clothes they were buying.
His father would stand in the corner in that old work uniform, with no one ever bothering to say a word to him.
Before this, he always walked with his head down, afraid of being seen, afraid of being recognized.
But now…
“Tommy, your dad is awesome!” the boy with the braided hair was still going. “He actually bought those fruits from Tycoon Farm!”
“Totally, totally!” The other boy chimed in. “Next time your dad goes shopping, could he pick some up for me too? I’ll have my mom pay him back!”
The boy in glasses leaned in close and lowered his voice. “Tommy, does your dad work at Tycoon Farm or something?”
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