Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Tuanzi quickly hugged Clark: "I'm going to bite."

Clark turned to look, not afraid.

He really didn't need to be afraid - the skinny bear opened its mouth, lingered on the edge of the broken teeth, sniffed the scent of Clark's body with its nose, and finally didn't bite.

Not out of the wisdom of the prophet, knowing that the body in front of him is a Kryptonian body that can't be stewed in an iron pot, but the bear has other plans.

Skinny Bear sat down next to Clark and rubbed his head against Superman's leg flatteringly.

This bear should have met people before, couldn't find food, and knew how to beg for food from people. I don't know whether it should be comforting or sad.

"The bear is just hungry." Daisy's panic turned into sadness, she stretched out her head to look at the begging bear, subconsciously tried to find a candy in her pocket, but found nothing there.

"Global warming is melting icebergs. If one end is fed, what will happen to the next end?" Clarke said.

The smile on his face faded a little.

That being said, Superman still took Daisy to a place where there were people in the arctic zone to buy food that polar bears could eat, satisfying the greed of the two skinny bears.

Wild animals don't have to bow their heads to humans, but they don't know what pride is when it comes to survival.

Clark flew back to New York with Daisy in his arms.

The arctic summer escape was short-lived, and now I am back in the steamer, still sweating profusely.

Daisy collapsed on the floor: "Hot."

Clark also collapsed on the floor: "It's so hot."

Benben came over with an electric fan and blew it on two Kryptonians, one big and one small.

"What did you do in kindergarten?" Clark asked Daisy.

"I need to read books, learn to sing, and do handicrafts with children." Daisy counted one by one with her fingers, and when it came to kindergarten, she became happy, "Kindergarten is very good!"

Baby Cake moved to Clark's side, wanting to know what he usually does.

"Is it just flying around?" Daisy asked.

"No." Clark laughed, "Even if we are Kryptonians, we still have to eat and support our families. When I'm not resting, I'm running news everywhere, doing interviews, and taking pictures. Get scolded by the editor-in-chief."

Tuanzi shook his head: "It's not good to swear."

"It's criticism." Clark said, "I kind of like when the editor-in-chief trains people, his expression is very lively."

"You are still a hero." Daisy said.

"It doesn't take much effort to do what I can do." Clark pulled out the arm under his head, "There are not no difficult villains, but you have to admit that most of the difficulties on Earth are We can overcome it. Tired hands are not tired, it is better than tired heart."

He straightened his back and sat up, closing his eyes: "When you have a keen sense of hearing, you will be able to hear many voices calling for help."

Clark opened his eyes suddenly.

He clearly heard voices that needed help.

So when Daisy came back from the North Pole, she didn't stay at home for long, and was taken out by Clark in a blink of an eye to do some good deeds to help others.

A huge tree fell down and blocked the middle of the road.

It happened not long ago. No traffic signs were placed on both sides of the road. No one came to remove the big tree. Vehicles had to detour, which was very inconvenient.

There was no one on both sides, so it was convenient for Clark to bring Daisy to do good things.

Clark puts his eyes on Daisy.

The big black-rimmed eyes couldn't fit on that small face, like a little girl wearing her mother's high-heeled shoes. The size is wrong and they always have to come loose.

"Just in case," Clark said.

"I put on glasses, am I not Daisy?" Daisy asked.

"In the eyes of others, it's not Daisy." Clark said.

He didn't let the child stand in a safe place to watch, knowing that Daisy had gained a lot of strength, so he chopped down a big tree blocking the middle of the road, and asked, "Can you help?" ?”

A big piece is not light, it can hold a child under it and cannot move.

Tuanzi held his glasses with one hand, reached out with the other, grabbed the branch and dragged it.

It seemed effortless.

"I can help!" Daisy said happily.

Clark nodded in agreement, bent down and carried the disfigured tree on his shoulders, and walked to the side of the road with Daisy.

Little Daisy Stark also came out to work today before he was an adult.

If Tony saw this scene, he didn't know what expression he would make.

Daisy did more than move trees today.

She could fly, so she could stretch out her small hand in mid-air and push out a little of her own strength when Clark helped up the huge water storage tank that had overturned on the top floor.

It is more beneficial to have more strength. I helped the old woman on the farm move a lot of fresh big watermelons.

"I know, you are Superman." The old woman put her hands behind her back, her eyes were blurred, and she had to stick very close to see the letter "S" on Clark's clothes. The cruise ship sank and you saved it."

The old lady looked at the short Daisy next to her, who was holding a watermelon while holding up her big glasses, and asked, "Is this your daughter?"

"No." Clark said, "This is my little friend."

As a reward for doing good deeds, the old lady gave two watermelons to Clark and Daisy.

But it is not easy to do good deeds in hot weather.

The dumpling is so hot, although Clark is the driver when flying fast in the air, but whether it is moving a big tree or a watermelon, repairing a water tank or repairing a lighthouse, the sun never rests, the scorching sun hits her body, calling her Shed a lot of sweat.

By the time she walked out of the farm with the watermelon and Clark in her arms, Daisy had already turned into a melted sorbet.

Tony also taught Daisy to learn to be helpful, but as a father, he couldn't help but prefer his own children, and being reasonable, it was good to help those around him, so he didn't have to go out and suffer so much.

"Have you worked hard?" Clark asked.

"Hard work!" Daisy stretched her soft waist, "I became an old lady."

Clark put down the watermelon and bought a bottle of water to feed the kids.

The pure water with the bottle cap unscrewed was passed to Daisy. Daisy didn't want anyone to feed her, so she hurriedly hugged it with her little hands, sucked it with her red mouth, and drank several mouthfuls in a row.

The soft little blond hair was stained with sweat and stuck to his face.

Daisy drank so much that she almost emptied most of the bottle of water.

The big blue eyes narrowed slightly in enjoyment, feeling that the momentary happiness offset all the hard work and heat.

"You drink water too." Tuanzi pushed the water bottle towards Clark.

"I'm not thirsty," Clark said.

"What should I do if I work hard every day?" Daisy asked, "My father is also very hard."

"It's not hard work," Clark said.

"My daddy said, do good things, like we do today?" Daisy asked again.

"That's right." Clark said, "Some good deeds can save one person, and some good deeds can save tens of thousands of people."

Tuanzi took another sip of the remaining water, obediently took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth: "Why do you want to do good things?"

After wiping her mouth, that little hand slowly folded the small flower handkerchief, like a little mother-in-law, she had to put it back in her pocket properly, so she felt at ease.

"Daisy, you know." Clark heard her asking, thought for a while, and squatted down to speak, "There are many things that happen in the world for a reason. Polar bears have nothing to eat because of global warming. Roads are closed to traffic because of obstacles. But good things don’t need a reason.”

"Can you not do good deeds?" Daisy listened, half understanding.

"Yes." Clark said, "If it were you, would you choose not to do good deeds?"

"I'm going to do it." Tuanzi shook his head, "It's hard work, but I'm a little happy."

"That's good." Clark's eyes also curved.

"So, so." Daisy squashed the pure water bottle, threw it in the trash can, and came back to hug the watermelon. She was afraid that Clark would not be able to hear the conversation because of the short distance, so she pulled her small voice and repeated, "If you want to be happy, do you have to do good deeds every day?"

"Actually, I don't want to do so many good things." Clark also picked up the watermelon, "I hope there will be fewer helpless people. Your father may not want to be a super super... big hero. But there are many sufferings in this world. "

He then patted the watermelon: "Fortunately, there is always some time left for us to do what we like to do."

Xia Tian's footsteps are approaching, just outside the door, one step away, lest people will not greet them thoughtfully, so a lot of heat is sent over in advance, making people sweat.

Strangely, the night is as cool as water, and the night wind is also as cool as water.

There is a forest outside the Stark family villa, with towering trees. On the branches of the two trees opposite each other, there are Superman in a cape hunting, and the Stark father and daughter crowded together.

Clark and Daisy came back from doing good deeds, and Tony also came back from doing good deeds, bringing watermelon and cool drinks, and enjoying the cool breeze outside under the moonlight was more comfortable than blowing on the air conditioner.

"That's what I like," Clark said.

He ate a piece of melon.

Daisy was wearing a child's armor, without a visor, holding a large piece of watermelon, and took a bite, her face buried, her cheeks were wet.

"Watermelon is sweet, Dad." Tuanzi said.

Tony wiped her face with a handkerchief.

The adults are talking about the embarrassment of being a hero.

"Why do superheroes have cloaks?" Clark said, "My cloak covered my head more than once. I didn't know that I thought it was the masked knight who rushed to the rescue."

"At least it's better than almost falling when the ground was too slippery when it landed," Tony said.

As the two older ones talked, they gradually became agitated, like comparing each other, to see who was more miserable.

Daisy couldn't bear it.

When there was nothing more to say, Clark held up the can of Coke Zero and wanted to have a sip with Tony.

"I admit, you are a little worse than me." Tony said.

He also raised the Coke can and raised his eyebrows, "The branch you're sitting on is about to break."

As soon as the voice fell, there was only a "pop", and the branches of the big tree on the opposite side broke.

The superman wrapped in the red cloak has a very short reaction time, and it is not difficult to fly, but like an ordinary earthling, he fell straight down and fell to the ground, startling the resting birds.

Daisy was taken aback, and hurried to see: "Is Uncle okay?"

Clark sat on the ground, his black hair was stained with scraped leaves, and the Coke in his hand was still flat. Then he looked up at the Stark father and daughter sitting on the branch. Tony also looked down like Daisy , The hero looks at the hero, and there is a teasing smile in Iron Man's eyes.

Superman laughed along.