Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

In the oral communication class of the kindergarten, Sophia asked the children to talk about the interesting things that happened recently. Sheldon said that he had successfully finished reading "The Biography of Einstein", and Missy said that her mother bought a new doll.

It was Daisy's turn to take the stage, she thought about it, and said slowly: "During the weekend, my dad gets smaller."

The children in the audience all started talking, looking very novel.

"This can't be considered a recent event." Shelton objected, "It has to be real."

Sophia still applauded Daisy's imagination.

Tuanzi looked at Sheldon and shook his head seriously: "My father has become smaller, Sheldon."

Little Daisy Stark did have a rich imagination, but none of the kindergarten students, including Sheldon, and all the kindergarten teachers, including Sophia, took this sentence seriously.

It is even more unexpected that the incident of "Mr. Stark getting smaller" did indeed happen on a peaceful day in the Stark family. There are all kinds of details that can be tested, and there is no adulteration.

This bizarre incident starts from the morning of last Saturday.

At the end of a busy week of work, hard-working people can breathe on the weekends. The two days marked in red on the calendar every week are like an amnesty. The free time is as long as 48 hours, and you can sleep without guilt. There are three poles in the sun.

Many sighs of "the world is worth it" are often produced when you wake up naturally and stretch yourself on the bed.

The old Stark father also slept in on Saturday mornings.

Tony didn't have a job today, and his daughter didn't give any instructions in advance, saying where to go early on the weekend. He closed his eyes and opened his eyes. He slept from the stars all over the sky to the sunshine entering the window. When he woke up, he heard Jarvis's weather forecast. It's nine o'clock.

Daisy is not at home.

Tuanzi has a strict biological clock, and wakes up earlier than anyone else. In the morning, he ran to the bedroom with a piece of bread in his mouth to see if his father had woken up. After turning around twice, the adult wrapped in the quilt did not move, and ran outside again to play.

At this moment, Daisy and Wendy went out to buy things in the supermarket.

The little yellow man didn't come up, and the house was quiet.

It's what a cozy weekend should be.

After Tony washed up, he went to the kitchen to get some breakfast for himself.

Bread is freshly baked by machine, spread with jam, and have a cup of black coffee, life should be so simple.

The leisurely chairman sits in the dining room and reads the newspaper.

A cup of coffee was drunk to the bottom, and the news was about to turn from the first page to the last page. Tony shook the ink-smelling newspaper in his hand, ready to fold it and put it aside.

When he folded it in half, he glanced at the floor inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and found a little pink thing lying beside the table.

Tony bent down to pick it up. It was a piece of candy wrapped in a plastic wrapper.

Daisy probably dropped it here by accident.Put it on the nose and smell it, the fragrant strawberry smell.

The old father put his daughter's candy on the table and got up to clear the table.

The coffee cups and dinner plates were brought into the kitchen, Tony came out, checked that it was still early, and planned to stay in the studio for a while.

Passing the dining table, he saw the pink strawberry candy again.

Candy is no big deal.For a man who has experienced big winds and waves, it is like a drop in the ocean, and one more look is pity.

Tony walked over slowly.

After a while, I saw that tall figure walking back again, with a kind of indifference on his mature and handsome face, he reached out to pick up the candy, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it in his mouth.

Tony didn't eat any sugar yesterday, and he didn't eat any sugar the day before yesterday.

Now that there is no one at home, eating a candy that my daughter inadvertently forgot is equivalent to not eating it, and the adult's conscience will not hurt at all.

After eating candy, the old father walked to the studio.

Tony opened a stack of files and looked at the data summarized inside.

Probably the values ​​tested after the improvement of the armor did not meet the expected standards, he pondered for a moment, drew a few lines on it with a pen, and frowned slightly.

He frowned because he felt a little uncomfortable in his head.

But the data is not so difficult to see. I got up late today and got enough sleep. Tony felt that this kind of discomfort was a little strange, so he raised his hand and pressed his temple.

"How are you, sir?" Jarvis asked.

"not too good……"

Tony's "good" hadn't finished yet, and his voice suddenly became much quieter. Looking again, there was no one sitting on that chair?

Unexpectedly, between such a sentence, the whole person disappeared.

"Sir!" Jarvis exclaimed.

Daisy and Wendy happily returned home from the supermarket.

Tuanzi got a new bag of milk-flavored biscuits, round and as big as a knuckle of a little finger, and it tasted delicious in his mouth.

Because Dad insisted on not eating high-sugar food for two days, the decision to be a child should encourage parents to share small steamed buns and biscuits together. As soon as he entered the house, he trotted to the master bedroom to find Dad.

"Is Daddy awake?" Daisy asked.

She ran into the bedroom. The quilt in the bedroom was lifted, and there was no one on the bed.

"Dad!" Daisy ran excitedly to the living room again, but she didn't see anyone.

"Is dad not home?" Tuanzi was a little puzzled, running around looking for him.

"Sir is at home, miss." Jarvis said.

The smart butler's tone was unusual, it was rare to speak so hesitantly, as if he had something to hide, and it was hard to tell the children.

"Is Mr. Stark at work?" Wendy came in from the corridor with a big paper bag in her arms, and when she heard Jarvis's words, she first cared about when Tony got up and whether he had breakfast.

"No." Jarvis said, "Sir is rock climbing."

"Rock climbing at home?" Wendy was at a loss.

She was going to take Daisy to see how Tony was climbing. Jarvis was silent for two seconds and reminded, "Bring a magnifying glass."

The housekeeper's speech today was really weird, one sentence after another was incomprehensible, as if he was playing a charade.

But Wendy and Daisy ran to the studio and soon understood why Jarvis said to bring in a magnifying glass.

Standing at the door, there was no one at first glance.

Daisy's eyes were sharp, and when she saw a small figure struggling to climb on the cabinet, she immediately opened her eyes and stood there in a daze.

The height has changed, but the appearance will not change. The back figure that seems to have been smuggled from the country of the little people belongs to Tony Stark.

Not only the children were amazed, but the adults were also amazed.

"How did it become like this?" Wendy ran up to see her employer, with an egg stuffed in her mouth, "Have you been enchanted by someone, Mr. Stark?"

The old father who finally climbed up to the counter had no expression on his face: "Who took out Willy Wonka's candy?"

His voice was so low that Wendy had to press her ear to hear it clearly. Thinking about it, she immediately covered her mouth.

Willy Wonka's magical candy was not much at first, but since Tony asked Wendy to put it away, he never thought of taking it out. Wendy packed up her things this morning and found out, wanting to see if the candy has expired. I looked around on the dining table, but I didn't expect to find a fish that slipped through the net and jumped off the dining table, let alone being picked up by Tony and eaten.

Fate, amazing.

"Dad!" Daisy ran over with a magnifying glass, "Dad."

There is a shrinking Thumbelina in the fairy tale book, and the design inspiration of Willy Wonka may come from there. Fortunately, Tony will not shrink to a height that can only be seen with a magnifying glass. He can barely be called "Mr. Palm".

As people get smaller, clothes can actually get smaller too.

"Dad has become so small." Tuanzi lay on the counter, looking at her little father, not knowing whether it was a lot of surprise or worry, and also tasted mixed feelings, "What should I do?"

"I don't know," Tony said.

He stood up with his arms folded, still looking like a very dignified father.

But meeting such a Q height, the majesty was instantly weakened a lot.

Meeting Willy Wonka again, Tony can't guarantee that he won't blow his dog's head off.

It became smaller without warning, and the world grew up like a special effect. Tony couldn't adapt well, and he didn't pay attention when he got out of the cabinet, and almost fell into the sky.

He was caught by his daughter's tiny hands.

Daisy carefully held her father in her hands, not daring to use force, lest the old father's fragile bones snap, and she even spoke softly: "Dad, don't be afraid. I will definitely save you, okay?"

In order to save his father, Tuanzi is willing to call the nasty Dr. Simpson and ask him to come and see him at home.

But Tony said no.

The sweetness of a child's heart may lose its effectiveness at any time.

It's just that before recovering, I have to sit around the world in the hands of my daughter, and I can't eat steak for lunch, because there is a danger of being scalded to death or crushed, so I have to eat the milk buns Daisy bought.

It saves money.

When the minions heard that Tony had become smaller, they were all happy to come up to watch.

They were very enthusiastic, and they all came to think of a way, how to change Tony back to his original appearance.

Kevin had the most ideas, and he thought of one first. He took the old father who was resting with his eyes closed from Daisy's hand, and wanted to blow up Tony, blowing it up like a balloon.

Tuanzi was startled, and hurriedly brought his father back, shaking his head and saying: "What if I blow my father to pieces!"

Stewart took out a roll of tape and said not to worry.

The two of them were confident and patted their chests to ensure that there would be no problem, but when they took Tony from the dumpling again, the old father who was sitting and resting his mind opened his eyes and swept his eyes with a half-smile. Even though his eyes became smaller, he could still see The capsules trembled, quickly showed their big teeth and smiled obsequiously, and retracted their hands again.

Facts have proved that even if you become as small as a grain of rice, your father is still your father.

Fortunately, nothing major happened today, and Tony didn't have to put on the armor and go out and be a hero.

But after this little good, there are only a lot of bad things left.

The worst thing was that the effect of the candy, which Tony thought would pass quickly, lasted for a long time. The sun was about to go down, and he was walking in his own big villa, still as tall as a palm.

Tony's face finally turned ugly.

"Dad." Daisy lay beside her, looked at her father's expression with a magnifying glass, and said softly, "Dad, don't worry, if you don't grow up, I will take care of you, okay?"

Tuanzi tried his best to use his immature shoulders to bear the burden of feeding back his father in advance: "I will eat more food, grow up faster, and go out to earn money to support you, okay?"

As Daisy said, she was also worried. She lowered her head and raised her eyes again, her big eyes were moist, and she wiped them with her small hands: "Don't be afraid."

The big baby and the little father were waiting in front of the balcony door. While they were talking, the little yellow man came behind him excitedly.

They were determined to save the old father from the dire straits, and they came up with a new method, pulling Tony like ramen noodles, and it would be fine if the stretching was long.

"Don't worry!" Kevin patted his chest and showed Daisy the elasticity of his own arms.

Of course, this plan was also rejected by Daisy.

It was like this until he went to bed at night, and Tony didn't change back to his original appearance.

Wendy blamed herself very much, blaming herself for not counting the candies before putting them away, but Baby Daisy tried her best to adjust herself in the midst of shock, worry and sadness. Before going to bed, she covered her father with a handkerchief and comforted her: "Sleep, Dad. Thank you for always raising me."

Tuanzi also went back to sleep on his little bed, but tossed and turned, but did not fall asleep.

She asked Jarvis quietly, can children serve adults water for money?

"I'm afraid not, Miss." Jarvis said, "Sir, it will be restored to its original state, so you don't have to worry."

Daisy hoped so too.

Today, she saw her father, who has become smaller, at home, walking from the living room to the kitchen for a long time, carrying the pen on her shoulder to write, and felt that living like this was very hard.

What can I do if I can't grow up?

Daisy thought about the problem, and fell asleep in a daze after thinking about it.

Before closing her eyelids, she asked Jarvis, if you can't make money serving water, can you make money by beating adults' backs?

Tuanzi didn't hear what Jarvis answered, and he had already entered the dream to take care of his immature old father.

I didn't notice when a pair of big hands landed on the quilt and patted it lightly.

Standing beside the crib, the man who had regained his stature and might was the old father who smuggled into the Lilliputian country today.

If Daisy was awake, she would probably cry out with joy when she saw this scene.

Today was a tough day. Before Tony lay on the bed and suddenly grew bigger, Kevin, who was determined to save his father, sneaked into the bedroom, holding a pump, intending to cheer up his old father.

Fortunately, it was recovered in time and this catastrophe was avoided.

"How much money do you plan to make by beating people's backs?" Tony asked.

He reached out to caress his daughter's sweet face, thinking about what he had experienced today, he felt it was funny, bent his lips, and tucked the quilt for Daisy.

"Let's talk about it after I raise you well."