Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Looking forward to, looking forward to, Children's Day is approaching.

Daisy is very grateful to the people who set up the festival, not only for fathers, mothers, and children, but also for children. On this day, they can celebrate happily, eat a lot of candies, and be hugged and kissed by adults call baby.

Tony rarely called Daisy baby, at least rarely in front of the children.

He always called her "Miss Stark" in a serious manner, which made Little Daisy very fond of it, because it seemed to mean that she was already a big child who could talk to adults on an equal footing.

Daisy is very happy for this kind of equal treatment, and she always has her own ideas when encountering things.

"I'm going to the amusement park on Children's Day!" Missy said cheerfully in the kindergarten, "I want to eat a big lobster!"

"What about you, Sheldon?" Daisy nodded after hearing her friend's plan, and then asked Sheldon who was reading a book next to her.

What Sheldon rarely holds in his hand is not a science book with complex nouns, but a simplified musical notation.

This year's Children's Day falls on Friday, which is close to the weekend, so the kindergarten celebration will be held on Thursday. Teacher Lily, who teaches music, invites Sheldon to sing together on stage.

Sheldon didn't want to agree at first, but Teacher Lily was very gentle to him and never let him run around outside the classroom, so after a few pleas, the little boy nodded.

Teacher Lily is excited every day to witness the rise of a new star in the music world, but what she didn't expect was that when Sheldon grew up, he ran into the scientific community and became a shining star in the scientific community.

"Are you going to buy books for Children's Day?" Daisy asked.

Shelton glanced blankly at his sister who was happy next to him, turned over the numbered notation, and said slowly, "I have no right to decide."

"Why?" Daisy was curious.

"There are three children in our family." Sheldon slowly raised up three fingers, "If one wants to go to the amusement park, one wants to buy books, and the other wants to see a python, my parents would better be able to divide their bodies into thirds."

He glanced at his smug sister again, and said in a playful tone: "But it's my dad who drives the car, and the final decision is in my dad's hands."

The little boy's prediction was very accurate.

On Children's Day, Mr. Cooper couldn't get away from the noise of the children. After considering the opinions of the three parties, he finally drove the whole family to a park with small animals, a small library, and simple children's entertainment facilities.

It is not easy being a parent of three children.

"Where are we going on Children's Day, Dad?" After dinner, Daisy stood on the floor of the gym and kicked the ball, watching the old father in the boxing ring shattering the sandbags. Compared with her good friends, she couldn't help thinking that she had no holidays Ashamed of the plan.

"It's not my holiday, you have to make up your own mind." Tony said.

He punched hard, his head was dripping with sweat, he took the towel hanging on the guardrail to wipe his face: "You say it yourself."

Daisy went to get a bottle of water from the refrigerator and handed it to Dad.

Hearing what the adults said, she was happy to have her own festival for a while, and said with big eyes: "Is this festival just for children to play? Very good!"

"Do you know who is the most pitiful person if a disaster happens?" Tony gulped down a few sips of water, waited for his breath to calm down, opened the soft guardrail and walked out, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water for Daisy as well.

He couldn't sit down immediately after exercising, so he squatted down and talked to the child.

Daisy thought about the question: "Is it someone who has no one to protect?"

"It's a child." Tony said.

The old father compared Daisy's height with a big hand: "Maybe you are as young as you, and you are affected, you don't even have parents, you are disabled, or you simply died."

Tuanzi's eyes were wide open.

"Remember this kind of harm, let every child grow up healthy and be able to read, so we established Children's Day." Tony said, "It is your right to play happily on Children's Day, and I respect this right."

In the end it was Daisy's own idea.

She wanted to meet Peter on Children's Day, so on Friday, the Stark family's car drove out to Queens.

Peter's university is also in New York. He has no classes on Friday. He was very happy to receive a call from Daisy last night.

"May I come and pick you up?" Peter said on the phone.

"Okay!" Daisy just shoved her face into the receiver, "I'll definitely run out of the car soon, Pi."

The night before departure, Tuanzi was so happy that he couldn't sleep, and prepared a gift for Peter.

To be precise, it was prepared by Tony.

"Will he like it?" Daisy asked. "That's a tie."

"He will like whatever you give."

On Children's Day, Peter was at home waiting for the arrival of Stark and his daughter.

He didn't even need to ask Mr. Stark to provide a location so that he could go down to greet the guests when they arrived. He only needed to hear the people outside the door sigh "seeing a very expensive car", grab his clothes and rush out the door quickly.

When people went downstairs, Daisy just opened the door and jumped out.

"It's skin!" Baby Daisy yelled, and ran towards Peter with short legs.

She had already run very steadily, and she would not fall again, so she threw herself into Peter's arms smoothly and was lifted high.

The hero next door has grown wildly after graduating from high school, and the altitude is getting higher and higher. Daisy is in his arms, and the air he breathes is a little thinner.

"Happy Children's Day." Peter said.

May baked cookies at home and waited for Daisy to come.

The one who came with the Stark father and daughter, besides Happy, also had a bulging little bag.

"It's my clothes inside." Daisy said.

After spending most of the holiday with his daughter, Tony is going to fly to Europe this afternoon. He asked Daisy for her opinion in advance, and the child said that he would like to stay at Peter's house for a weekend.

Of course, May and Peter were also asked for their opinions.

"I've never lived in Pi's house," said Daisy cheerfully. "I never thought I could."

Tuanzi followed behind Peter and knocked on the door of Parker's house.

As soon as the door was opened, many colorful balloons floated out, as well as ribbons that exploded from the ceiling, and it rained down on Daisy's head.

"Happy Children's Day!" Mei came out from behind the door.

This was obviously arranged by her in advance. Although it was not grand, it was quite a surprise. Daisy pulled the ribbon from the top of her head and showed it to her father.

"It's very pretty, Daddy," said Daisy.

She was quickly caught and hugged by Mei, and in the arms of a mature woman with fragrance, Tuanzi said softly: "Children's Day is a festival to protect and respect babies."

"Of course." Mei said, "I am willing to respect you, protect you, and celebrate you."

She held out three fingers: "Daisy has grown to three years old."

"I'm going to be four soon!" Tuanzi puffed up her small chest, "Dad said that when I was four, I wouldn't be in the youngest class in the kindergarten."

She was determined to be a big kid.

The layout of Parker's house has changed a lot since he came here, and the only thing that remains the same is the wonderful taste of May's small biscuits that have been there for ten years.

Daisy likes sweets very much.However, as she loves to eat, she has to bow her head in front of the teeth-hard biscuits. Fortunately, she only took a small one, and it was really sad to put it in her mouth to bite, and quietly handed it to her father.

"You're like this, I'm also very sad." Tony said.

The dumpling put the biscuits and went to play with Peter.

On Children's Day, you don't need to go out to the amusement park, or you don't need to buy things, as long as you stay with Peter, even if you are a teenager, you still have endless things to say.

Peter's room was tidy and tidy, with a thin carpet on the floor. Peter held one end of the rope, and Daisy held the other end of the rope. They sat on both sides of the carpet, trying to tug of war when adults were not looking .

Peter knew that Daisy had great strength.

He is also very strong, and not so big, he can lift a large truck with his bare hands.

"I count to three," said Peter.

He raised his eyes to look at Daisy, and seeing her puffing up her face to inflate herself, looking very serious, he couldn't help feeling amused, and said in a low voice: "...Three."

The rope whizzed and pulled him over a long way.

How could Daisy guard against this move?Seeing that the rope was about to disappear, he yelled "Ah", and his little hand grasped tightly, trying to pull the rope towards him.

Peter is strong, and she is not bad. Thinking about the time when the spoon was broken, even Aquaman and the Hulk were shocked.

"Are you playing tricks like this?" Tuanzi asked while trying to tug of war.

"I'm not kidding," Peter said. "Did I tell you to count to three?"

He was actually very surprised.

He had never tried Daisy's strength before, but he was so powerful that he had to exert some strength to keep the rope from slipping out of his hands.

The two Kong Wu fought vigorously for the rope, without thinking about the feeling of the rope. Seeing the poor one sawing in mid-air, it became thinner and thinner, and finally couldn't support it, and broke into two pieces with a "snap" .

Daisy also didn't expect this, she leaned back and was about to fall backwards.

Peter's reaction was still quick. With a backhand press, a spider thread was fired from the transmitter worn on his wrist, sticking Daisy back.

Little Daisy Stark looked like a tumbler, but fortunately he didn't knock his head on the floor.

The hero next door breathed a sigh of relief.

Even in college, leaving Peter alone with the kids was a high-risk job.

Daisy didn't think it was dangerous, she just thought it was fun, and she smiled happily after sitting back in her original position.

Peter felt something was wrong.

He suddenly found the presence of a person at the door, looked up, and saw Tony leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, smiling half a smile, he didn't know when he came, and how long he had been watching.

"Mr....Mr. Stark." Peter smiled guiltyly.

Tony smiled too.

It's like going back in time, back to the summer when Peter glued Daisy to the wall.

Tony didn't say anything in the end, let the two play in the room, had lunch at Parker's house, saw that it was almost time, and got up to leave.

"You can't make trouble, do you agree?" Before leaving, the old father checked the necessary items in his daughter's bag, including the infant armor piece used to protect the child at critical moments. Seeing Daisy standing beside him, he stretched out his little finger.

"I agree, Dad." Daisy stretched out her little finger and hooked it with Dad's.

"If you want to go home, call Happy to pick you up." Tony said again.

Happy didn't wait for the opportunity.

Dad left, and Daisy stood at the door, reluctantly seeing him off.

"Father, do you have to come and pick me up?" Tuanzi said.

Daisy turned back to the house when Tony was no longer visible in the corridor.

Living in Peter's house, everything is so novel.

The living room in his house was small, the kitchen was small, the bathroom was small, and the bedroom was small.

Small has the advantage of being small, not getting lost, and the layout is very warm.

Daisy is going to sleep with May tonight.

"I've never taken care of such a small child." May whispered to Peter, "What if she rolls over and crushes her?"

Peter also whispered to May: "Mr. Stark will not let you go."

May shook.

Having said that, however, Mei can do a good job of washing the child, soaking in milk powder before going to bed, and combing Daisy's hair. In the end, Mei felt very satisfied when she hugged the soft ball in her arms.

"Don't be like your father's temper." Mei said, "You will become unlovable."

"My dad is lovely," said Daisy.

At Peter's house, there was no Jarvis to tell a bedtime story and no bed, so Daisy was still excited and tossing in May's bed by the time the evening news ended.

"Did Pi look like me when he was a child?" The baby's head poked out from the big towel and spoke softly.

"He was much more naughty than you when he was young." Mei said, "The rebellious period really gave me a headache, and it's still in the rebellious period now."

"What is the rebellious period?" Daisy asked.

She still can't understand what rebellion is, but she thinks of Peter in May's story, can't fall asleep, and goes out with the bottle in her arms, wanting to see what Peter is doing.

Peter is in the living room.

It was still early, and of course he didn't sleep, but he stood upright and made some weird movements.

"It's just dancing, Pi." said the dumpling holding the bottle.

Dancing Daisy has seen it before, the reason is strange, because she used to see two people together, Peter and the air.

When Peter heard the voice, he looked back and saw Daisy with bare feet, so he stopped and asked her, "Why don't you sleep?"

"I drink milk," said Daisy. "How do you dance?"

Peter blushed: "I'm not very good at this kind of formal dance. But there was a dance at school recently."

"Me neither." Daisy said.

Peter laughed: "I'll teach you."

After Daisy finished drinking the rest of the milk in two sips, he gently picked up the baby, went into the kitchen, and put Daisy on the dining table.

The dining table was clean and there was nothing there. Daisy stood on it and suddenly became much taller.

"Hand." Peter held out his palm.

His hands were big, and Daisy put hers on them and felt the same warmth as her father.

"I have to invite first." Peter said, "Daisy, would you like to dance with me?"

"I would love to," Daisy said, "but I won't."

Peter will probably be a very patient teacher.His dance steps were still very rusty, and he guided Daisy to take a step forward on the dining table, and whispered: "It's like this."

"Like Daddy dancing," said Daisy.

"Mr. Stark can dance better than me." Peter laughed.

Formal dance steps are difficult to learn. One has gone to college, and the other has not even attended elementary school, moving mechanically in the kitchen.

I saw the shadows on the ground swaying, mixed with Daisy and Peter's whispers.

"It's a little difficult." Daisy said.

"It's a little difficult..." Peter said.

May waited in the closed room for Daisy to come back to sleep.

However, after waiting for a long time, when she was about to fall asleep and did not see the child, she felt suspicious and got out of bed to look outside.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard the sound of thumping music. I followed the sound and saw two shadows, one big and one small, in the kitchen.

"It's so hard to dance!" said Peter. "It's so hard! It's so hard!"

Daisy also yelled in her tender little voice: "It's too difficult! It's too difficult!"