Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

When I say this, even the children themselves don't believe it.

Daisy stood next to Stephen, quietly flicked her sleeves with her little fingers, and looked at the talking female doctor curiously.

He is slender, with darker brown-blonde hair, and a small face. Even if he doesn't smile, there are two dimples on his cheeks when he speaks.

The doctor, Christine Palmer, obviously knew Stephen, probably well.

But from Doctor Strange's concealment and Christine's straight-faced attitude, it can be seen that they seem to be a little bit out of hand now.

"Come to the hospital to show the children the questions." Christine nodded as if she had realized something, and didn't break it. She glanced at Daisy, with some instinctive feminine tenderness in her eyes, but when she turned to look at Stephen, she quickly Put it away deliberately, "Not bad."

Adults always like to beat around the bush.

Christine had just successfully completed an operation, and now she has a bit of free time, so even if she finished speaking and Stephen, who put down the exercises, did not answer, she was not in a hurry to leave, stood where she was, and looked at Daisy again .

"Whose child is this?" Christine asked.

"Tony Stark's." Stephen said.

Christine was a little surprised: "How did you bring his child to the hospital?"

"Why are you willing to talk to me for more than three sentences?" Stephen asked back.

It seems that these two people have been having conflicts recently.

Christine was a little speechless, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, but she straightened her back and did not answer his question.

"Happy coughed after eating bread." Daisy said softly.

This doctor looked much more friendly than Simpson, and he was easily trusted. Tuanzi took two steps forward slowly, looked up at Christine, and asked hopefully, "Is he going to be fine?"

"Cough...you're choking." Christine realized after thinking for a while, "Are you choking?"

"No." Stephen said on the side, "I have used the Heimlich method, and there is no serious problem. I am now undergoing an examination."

Just as he was talking, a round figure in a black suit came from the corner of the corridor, who else could it be if it wasn't Happy?

Happy's face was no longer red, and he was able to speak. Seeing Daisy from a distance, he quickly walked over: "So you are here."

"Happy!" Daisy was very happy to see Happy who was as good as ever, walked quickly with her little feet, and threw herself into his arms, as if reunited after a long time, "You are healthy!"

Happy was a little moved, hugged the little one in his arms, and whispered: "I'm fine, don't worry."

People have nothing to do, so they have to go to pick up the car and go home.

Happy just swiped his card to pay the fee, and also called Tony to explain that he would go back later. The hospital is not far from the parking lot, but seeing the wind blowing outside again, he couldn't bear to ask the child to walk outside with him.

"You stay with Mr. Strange for a while while I drive over to pick you up, okay?" Happy asked.

He looked up at Stephen.

Doctor Strange doesn't take kids.

Of course, he didn't need to take care of the children, because Christine, who was listening silently by the side, had a very kind heart. Seeing that Daisy had no one to take care of her, she was willing to spend precious spare time to help Happy watch for a while.

Happy went there gratefully, and before leaving, handed Daisy a note with her cell phone number on it: "If you need anything, just ask someone to call me."

"Okay." Daisy accepted the note.

There were only three of them left now.

Christine glanced at Stephen and didn't speak.

He is really looking at Daisy's exercise set seriously now, because he noticed that there are some linear equations in two variables, and he cast a somewhat surprised look at the three-year-old baby Daisy.

Today's kindergarten children are so incredible that they have to catch up with the Chinese in mathematics.

He also glanced at Christine, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, but also did not speak.

Daisy looked at the two of them, not knowing what they were doing, so she found a chair and sat obediently.

Christine just talked to Daisy, asking how old she is, if she likes to go to kindergarten, and how she met Stephen.

She whispered the last question to Daisy.But it didn't prevent Doctor Strange next to him from hearing well, so he pricked up his ears.

"Happy brought me some snacks." Tuanzi said, "I saw Uncle, Uncle is looking at the flowers."

"Look at the flowers." Christine said "Oh?" and turned to look at Stephen.

Now it was Stephen's turn to be embarrassed, turned his face away, and pretended nothing happened.

Never seen him like this.

Probably when you meet someone you like, even an adult will suddenly become childish.

Doctor Strange is not immune, even if he becomes Doctor Strange, he will still have this reaction.

Christine just laughed and wanted to give Daisy a candy, but when she opened her pocket, she found that there was no pocket.

"I have candy." Tuanzi took out a packaged round chocolate from his pocket and handed it to her, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Thank you." Christine took her candy, a little embarrassed, and felt that this child was very lovable, so she couldn't help but like it a little more, "My name is Christine."

"I know." Daisy nodded, "Uncle just asked someone where you were."

It's really telling the truth.

As Daisy said, she went to see Stephen to get affirmation from him, only to find that the always serious Supreme Mage was waving at her with a strange expression.

It's too late to wave.

Christine chuckled out loud.

Stephen bowed his head and flipped through Daisy's exercise book.

"What question are you looking at?" Christine asked.

She took two steps forward, sat down beside Daisy, next to Stephen on her left, leaned her head over, and looked at Daisy's math problem.

"I see these topics are so simple." Stephen said.

"Sheldon also said it was simple." Daisy said.

Christine then helped Daisy to look at the math problems too.

"Take a little here." She said softly.

Stephen silently moved the notebook over.

Daisy saw that their hands were touching under the exercise book.

Is it faster to hold hands to solve the problem?She had deep doubts.

After such a day, it can be regarded as a false alarm. After all, nothing happened, and it can be regarded as not being frightened in vain.

When Daisy came home, she saw her father was already waiting in the living room, she ran over with her schoolbag on her back, hugged Tony, and said, "Dad!"

"I heard you did well when Happy choked on the bread," Tony said.

"I can't help Happy." Tuanzi shook his head.

The old father disagreed: "Keeping calm is better than doing a disservice."

In order to reward the child for staying calm, father-approved, eat a scoop of ice cream after dinner.

Eating ice cream in winter is like eating hot pot in summer, which has a different kind of happiness.

When eating dinner, Daisy remembered Harpy's lesson, chewed and ate her own food slowly, stretched her neck to watch her father eat, waited for the food in her mouth to be swallowed, and did not forget to tell the adults: "Dad, Can you eat slowly?"

"I've eaten so slowly that I almost turned into a cow." Tony slowly cut a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Jarvis is ordering a turkey for Thanksgiving.

Time flies, and in a flash, Daisy is going to spend the third Thanksgiving with her father. Recalling the past holidays together, it seems like yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, the child has grown up.

This year's Thanksgiving, Daisy has her own plans.

"I want to do something nice for Dad." Tuanzi put on the coat by himself, stretched out his little hands from the cuffs, and said happily while putting on the clothes, "I'm ready, Dad."

It is rare for baby Daisy not to tell his father in advance. He has a surprise in his arms, and after a few days of waiting, he will finally put it into practice on Thanksgiving.

"What are you going to do for me?" The well-dressed old father stood leaning against the wall with his arms folded, and saw the little girl running out of the dressing room in high spirits, bending over and kneeling, and pulling the hood behind her clothes Be tidy, curious in my heart, but with a calm face, I asked casually.

"I can't say it now." Daisy put a finger on her mouth and hissed, "Missy said that we can only tell after the surprise is done."

Her surprise can only be accomplished by going out in a car.

Today is Thanksgiving, Happy is on holiday, and the only one who can be the driver is Tony.

Before going out, Daisy ran to her toy room, rummaged around, and found a piggy jar from the deep pile of dolls.

Tony recognized the jar.

He has to memorize a lot of things every day. As for some trivial things, such as what he ate for the last meal, which are not necessary to remember, he always selectively forgets them quickly.

Daisy's piggy jar is also a small thing, but the old father thinks it looks familiar, because it is the one he gave his daughter to hold coins not long ago.

Ten cents fill a piggy jar, I don’t know how much it adds up to, but Daisy is a treasure, she often pours out a little bit, Wendy returns from shopping in the supermarket, and she will give the extra coins to Daisy saved, or 25 cents or half a cent or a dollar, and gradually made the pink pig fat.

Now Daisy is in her arms, looking heavy.

"What are you going to buy me?" Tony asked.

Tuanzi didn't answer. He took out a piece of paper with the address written on it from his pocket and handed it to him: "We're going to this place, Dad."

The old father took it and took a look. It was printed by a printer, and it also wrote "Happy Thanksgiving to Miss". It was written by Jarvis.

Daisy asked Wendy for this address, and Wendy asked Jarvis again, so there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Tony raised his eyebrows when he saw the address of a certain charity association written on it, and seeing his daughter's happy face, he didn't say anything, took the car keys, and drove Daisy out of the house.

It is snowing lightly outside.

It hasn't snowed for the past two days. Fortunately, it didn't, otherwise the heavy snow would surround New York City, and I wouldn't be able to go out smoothly today.

Daisy sat on the safety seat, holding the piggy jar, quietly watching the little snowflakes falling on the car.

The small and fragile ones are gone as soon as the wind blows, as if they have become the wind themselves, and since then they have become the fate that no one can control, and they are scattered freely to the ends of the earth.

At this time, it is best not to go out of the sun.

The address of the charity association is a little far from Stark's house, and it will take a while to drive. Tuanzi was tired from watching the snowflakes, so he sang softly behind.

Tony was listening to music, but when he heard his daughter's trembling singing behind him, he silently turned down the volume of the stereo.

"Dad." Daisy asked, "Why does it snow in winter?"

"As long as the objective conditions are sufficient, it will snow in summer." Tony said, "The ice crystals in the mixed cloud absorb enough water vapor, become heavier and heavier, and then fall down and become the snow you see."

"Does it hurt when the snow falls on the ground?" Daisy asked again.

"Inanimate objects don't feel pain." The old father was not emotional at all. "It's a natural phenomenon, just like your stomach will digest food and you will feel hungry. It will happen when the conditions are met."

Big Stark and Little Stark talked about this issue in the car for a long time, and when they finished talking, the car should have stopped at the gate of the charity.

Tuanzi hugged the piggy jar and slowly climbed down from the chair.

She was not familiar with this place at all, but her father would donate money here from time to time, and the staff inside were both happy and surprised when they heard that it was Stark.

In the past, the funds were transferred to the household, but today the deity is actually present in person, which makes people a little flattered.

"It's nothing to be surprised about," Tony said.

It is his daughter who is going to do business today, and it has nothing to do with him.

Daisy followed her father with the piggy pot in her hands. When she saw the staff of the charity, she mustered up her courage and raised the pot high: "Can I share the money with the children?"

It turned out to be a donation.

Tuanzi slowly saved up a jar of coins. He obviously cherishes it and is reluctant to spend a penny, but he is willing to donate it to a charity.

"The money can be shared with children in need here." Daisy nodded, "Jarvis told me."

She opened the bottom of the piggy jar, whirred, and poured out many coins on the table.

It took some time to count the coins, during which Tony watched silently by the side, did not stop, nor said that the money was too little and needed to add another sum, but when Daisy was slowly counting the number of coins, he made a point. She missed a number.

"$53, and a quarter." The smiling older sister said.

She carefully counted all the donations of this little philanthropist, without any carelessness, and finally asked Daisy for her opinion: "Do you really want to donate it?"

"Yes." Daisy was very sure.

When signing, Tuanzi didn't sign his name, but wrote "Anthony" letter by letter with a pen.

Since the whole amount was donated, Daisy also got the remaining 25 cents and a small badge from the charity, with Big Tony's name printed on it in gold letters.

"Here." The eldest sister handed the gift to Daisy, and said gently, "Thank you, the children will be very happy to receive your donation."

"They can get better, can't they?" Daisy asked.

53 dollars to save a person's fate, I'm afraid it is unlikely.

But the eldest sister nodded: "It will definitely be possible."

"They can see hope. That's more important than anything."

Daisy happily accepted the gift, and before she warmed it up, she couldn't wait to give it to the old father who had been waiting the whole time.

She has been able to complete such a relatively tedious task by herself, and she has done a great thing, how can adults not be pleased.

"This is for you, Dad." Daisy pinned the badge on Dad's clothes.

An expensive haute couture suit poked a hole.

Tony didn't care, looked down at the shining "Anthony" on his chest, and asked, "This is the gift you want to give me."

"Yes." Daisy was proud and patted her old father on the shoulder, "Dad likes badges very much."

Tuanzi can often see Tony receiving similar badges, sometimes there are many, colorful, and Tony usually puts these badges in a small box and asks Wendy to put them away.

Daisy thought it was something her father liked very much, so she asked Wendy, and she said that she could get one for a donation, and decided to use her piglet feed to exchange for a badge that her old father liked on Thanksgiving Day.

In this way, it is really a good thing to be able to share the money with children in need.

Tony looked at his daughter's proud and happy expression, as if she had achieved something important, and there was a lot to say at once, but when it came to her mouth, it seemed to be stuck with glue, but she couldn't say a word. She lowered her head and rubbed her thumb against the badge , the golden light shone.

I've never found out that donated gifts are so good.

Why is it so beautiful.

"I really like badges." Tony said, "I just need this one, thank you."

"You're welcome, Dad." Daisy was very generous. Seeing that Dad was really happy, she was even happier. She fumbled in her pocket and found another piece of paper.

What a treasure bag.

This paper is a folded greeting card with Daisy's words written on it, like a greedy snake, crawling from the beginning to the end of the greeting card.

I didn't know that I thought it was a prescription list issued by a doctor, and I had to be interpreted by a special person to know what was written.

"I'll read it to you, Dad," said Daisy.

She wanted to copy the words on it, but the greeting card was too small, so she could only write a big "Dad", and she could only memorize the other words in her mind and translate them on the spot.

"I hope my father will have a lot of happiness every day." Tuanzi read seriously, "If you are not happy, I will give you my money to buy ring candies, okay?"

She spread her palms as she spoke, and there was a coin lying in that tender little hand, which was a fraction of the donation. The eldest sister said that the money was enough and left one for her as a souvenir.

Ring candies are delicious, and they give birth to a lot of happiness when people eat them.

"Is that all you wrote?" Tony asked.

"There are more in the back." Daisy pointed at the lines, and said slowly, "Also, I love your father."

"Okay." Tony said, "Thank you."

"Do you love me?" Daisy asked.

The father let out a "huh" and asked, "What do you think?"

"Daddy loves me." Tuanzi said confidently, and nodded to himself in agreement.

Tony asked, "Why?"

"Because Dad always smiles when he sees me." Daisy said.

The little hand touched Dad's face, stroking the piercing short beard, and the raised corners of his lips: "Now I'm smiling too!"