Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

The two medals that Daisy won in the sports meeting were placed by Tony in the glass display case in the studio, in front of many armors, and they can be seen as soon as they enter the door.

Although Tony was not as excited as Rhodes, he tweeted and Facebook as if he wanted to declare to the world, saying that the children at home won the first prize in the sports meeting, but he was actually very happy. Hang up your daughter's medal.

Afterwards, I bought Daisy the book she wanted, replaced it with a new tablet, and bought a necklace as a commemoration of the first award.

Because of a sports meeting, baby Daisy received many gifts from her father.

The chairman's love for daughters can be said to be very obvious.

"What necklace?" Missy asked curiously when she heard that Daisy had received a gift in the kindergarten.

"It's a red stone." Daisy compared the size with her hands, "Dad said, when I grow up, I can wear the necklace when I dance."

Jewelry never goes out of style.

"Your father buys you a lot of things, and it will cost you a lot of money." Missy sighed with a "wow".

"Will it cost a lot?" Daisy asked.

She did hear Rod ask Tony how much he paid for the necklace from a collector.

"Is it an antique?" The adults were chatting on the sofa, and Rhodes asked casually, "How much is it?"

"Not much money," Tony said.

The child passed by, accidentally listened to it, and didn't pay much attention to it, but now that Missy asked, he remembered it again.

"Actually, it costs a lot of money." Missy said.

Speaking of money, she couldn't help but lower her head and pick her fingers: "My father said that if we need to raise three children, the money will not be enough."

Last night, Mr. Cooper also told Mrs. Cooper that he would buy less scientific research materials for Sheldon, because the family's expenses were higher than last month.

Mrs. Cooper disagreed, and they spoke loudly.

Even with relatives sponsoring kindergarten for the twins, the family had to budget carefully to live in New York.

Mr. Cooper and Mrs. Cooper didn't know that Missy heard their words, and if they knew, they probably felt a little guilty.

It is not necessary to let children know what financial pressure is too early.

Sheldon is said to be smart, but Missy is also very smart. She can perceive the emotional changes of others very quickly. Even if she can't fully understand the concept of economic pressure, she can vaguely feel it a little bit.

"Papa said there wasn't much money," said Daisy.

"That's what adults say to children." Missy said clearly, "Because I don't want children to worry, and my mother doesn't want Sheldon to worry, so I also told Sheldon that I don't want a lot of money."

When Daisy heard it, she felt that it was very reasonable, thinking of the many gifts she got, she didn't know how many ten cents the old father would have to pay.

Missy said that it is not easy to make money with your own hands.

Strictly speaking, Daisy has not exchanged her labor for remuneration, and the money in the piggy jar is given by adults.

The time to buy ring candy was not very good. In the final analysis, it was given by my father.

"It's hard to make money from others." Missy said, "But I know how to do it, and I want to tell you."

Daisy stretched out her ear to hear how to make money.

Adults have adult ways of making money, and children have children's ways of making money.

Missy plans to make her own lemonade and sell it to her neighbors.

"Fifty cents a cup!" said Missy.

Daisy then planned to learn from Missy's way of making money, making lemonade and selling it herself, so as to have a taste of how children make money.

On the way home, when I told my father, before Tony could speak, Happy asked first, "Really?"

He thought it was a little funny, but seeing Daisy's serious face, he couldn't laugh. He just said, "You can spend a lot of money without making money. Daisy, don't worry about spending all your father's money."

"I'm the big kid, I can make money." Daisy looked at her father. "Is that so, Dad?"

Tony didn't think there was anything wrong: "Not bad."

He then asked, "Can you make lemonade?"

"Wendy taught me." Daisy said.

When Wendy heard about Daisy's plan to make money, she was very excited and said that she must help her.

To make lemonade, add concentrated lemon juice to transparent sparkling water, mix according to the proportion, stir and stir, Wendy makes a cup, and gives Daisy a taste. Seeing Daisy's expression of enjoyment, you know that the preparation is successful.

"Then you do it and see." She handed the soda and lemon juice to Daisy, "After mixing it up, drink it to see if it tastes like it does now. Do you need any other help?"

Daisy stood on the dining chair, smug, and raised her small chest: "Do I want to do it myself?"

Wendy just laughed.

Seeing the child seriously holding the soda bottle and pouring water into the cup, she remembered that the ingredients for lunch were not ready yet, so she told Daisy to be careful, turned around and walked into the kitchen, leaving for a while.

Daisy poured half a glass of soda, mixed in a little concentrated lemon juice, and took a sip of the glass with two small hands at the end, and sighed tenderly like an adult, feeling very delicious.

The soda was so delicious that the child couldn't get enough of it, so Baby Daisy raised his head and drank all the water in the glass.

After drinking it all, I realized later that there was no more, poured another glass, and made soda just like before.

Do not feel that drinking is enough, seeing that there is still a lot of soda in the bottle, Daisy took another sip boldly while holding the glass.

Tony was making new gauntlets and weapons in the studio, and he was thirsty. When he came out to rest, he remembered that his daughter was making lemonade, so he turned to the restaurant and asked, "How is the soda?"

When he caught sight of his daughter, the old father stopped talking abruptly.

In front of Daisy was a half-empty soda bottle and concentrated lemon juice, while she herself held the glass she had just finished drinking, drinking water round her belly.

"..." Tony's expression changed for a while, and finally became expressionless, "I think your soda business will close before it even opens, Miss Stark."

Daisy looked at the bottle and felt ashamed: "Dad, I just can't stop drinking water."

She slipped out of the chair to go to the bathroom, and when she came back from the bathroom, she made a glass of soda for her father who had been working for half a day.

Tony tasted it, and it was really good.

Thinking about it, the soda business that was about to be closed down by his daughter still had some hope of being revived.

The next day, Daisy made a dozen cups of lemonade with Wendy's recipe, put them in small paper cups with lids, and made an appointment with Wendy to sell them outside when she came back from kindergarten.

"Is dad going too?" Tuanzi warmly invited her parents.

Tony was reading the newspaper. Hearing this, he raised his head, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I'm not going."

"This is your daughter's first time selling juice." Happy cast a disapproving look, "Why don't you go?"

When the boss cast a sharp look at him, Happy immediately shut his mouth.

Daisy wasn't afraid if her father didn't come with her.

Baby Daisy has a lot of ambition in his heart, and wants to sell all the drinks and really earn some money for himself.

After school this afternoon, she rushed out of the little red door faster than Sheldon, and got into the car with sharp and quick movements. Looking at it, she thought she had gone through years of jumping training.

"If I make money, can I buy you an ice cream?" Daisy asked her father.

Tony said yes.

"Give Happy an ice cream too." Daisy said, "Give Wendy one too."

The money hasn't arrived yet, but the daughter of the Stark family has already made plans to use the money in her heart.

The father smiled slightly, but did not extinguish her enthusiasm, and let her make plans.

Back home, Daisy took Wendy and a small incubator with lemonade, and went out happily.

There are almost no residents around the villa in the forest, only little squirrels, so they have to go to the bustling street to sell soda.

Daisy's excitement was about to blow off the roof of the car, her big eyes were only staring at the front, hoping to reach the destination sooner, but she didn't realize that shortly after Happy drove the car out of the villa, another car drove out of the villa, not far or near follow behind.

"Say you don't want to see the lady selling soda, sir." Jarvis said to Tony, who was driving alone and following his daughter.

"I just don't sell soda with her." Tony said, "Today's protagonist is not me, but her. I don't want people to gather around to get my autograph."

"Your thoughtfulness always makes you charming, sir," said the smart butler.

Tony swung the steering wheel to the left: "Don't blow my rainbow farts, Jarvis."

Daisy and Wendy set up a small stall where stalls were allowed, put a small incubator, and waited for customers to buy lemonade.

Doing business is not as easy as you think.

Many companies wanted to buy Stark Industries' products, but at the beginning, no one cared about Daisy's lemonade.

A few people stopped because they wanted to take a second look at the cute baby.

Little Daisy Stark suddenly became a little girl selling matches, chasing customers to sell, but what the little girl sells are matches, and what she sells are soft drinks.

"Would you like a soda?" Daisy asked.

Everyone walked quickly, and they already had coffee from the cafe in their hands. There was no need for another glass of lemonade on the streets in spring.

Daisy was not discouraged and waited patiently.

While waiting, I felt thirsty, so I took out a glass of soda and drank it myself.

It really is delicious.

She drank with such relish that she actually got the first customer.

"I want a glass of soda." An aunt said.

Daisy was very happy, holding it in both hands, and gave him a glass of soda.

Then she got two quarters.

After the first guest arrived, the sodas sold a lot, and the uncle made a kind joke and asked Daisy if she could use her card here.

Daisy's wallet jingled when the little cooler was empty.

No one knew that the soda seller on the street was the daughter of the Stark family. The gift this daughter received not long ago was a valuable antique gemstone necklace.

"Sir, are you tired from standing?" Jarvis asked in Tony's ear.

As long as Daisy stood, Tony stood.

It is a skill to watch closely and not be discovered by his daughter. Perhaps Iron Man is suitable to be an agent.

Daisy followed Wendy home contentedly.

On the way home, Baby Daisy poured out all the coins in the wallet and counted them one by one like a baby.

"There's a lot of money." Daisy asked Wendy happily, "Can I buy a lot of ice cream?"

Wendy looked at the 25-cent coins, calculated according to the price of the cheapest ice cream in the burger shop, and said, "I can buy seven."

Daisy was a little shocked.

She showed the money to Wendy: "Is it just to buy seven?"

In addition to the family members, she had to buy ice cream for her aunt and uncle, as well as for Sheldon and Missy, so she could only buy seven with the money she earned.

"Seven is a lot." Wendy said, "It's already amazing!"

Tuanzi lowered his head and counted the coins again. Thinking of what Missy said in kindergarten, he felt more and more reasonable.

Tony drove fast all the way, and got home before his daughter came home.

The hypocritical adult still pretends to be nonchalant, and even though he has just entered the door, he turns back to greet him when he hears movement at the door.

Tony thought Daisy was going to gleefully tell him about her money-making achievements, but she didn't.

The daughter came in and found him in the living room. Not only did she go to the kitchen to make him a glass of lemonade, but she also climbed onto the sofa and stood behind his back to beat his back.

The old father was flattered: "Why?"

Tony knowingly asked, "Don't you make money?"

"You made money, Dad." Daisy took out the coins and showed them, "I made a lot of money."

"Why don't you seem very happy then?" Tony asked.

"Because making money is hard work." Daisy said, "If you want to buy seven ice creams, you have to make a lot of soda. If you want Dad to make a lot of money, you have to do a lot of work."

Tuanzi looked at the old father's back, his face drooping: "Dad works very hard to make money."

"Well." Tony said, "Then you should eat more at night, it's money in exchange, don't waste it."

"I must not waste it, Dad." Daisy vowed.

What else would a father say, but he didn't say it.

Daisy didn't waste food in the first place, let alone waste it after this, and she didn't say that she would buy a lot of toys.

This caused Tony to feel guilty after eating the one-dollar cone his daughter bought for him.

"Why are you doing this, sir?" Jarvis asked.

"I think I should tell her." The old father was eating the cheap ice cream his daughter bought, standing in the corridor, looking at the daughter eating expensive ice cream on the sofa in the living room, feeling a little heavy psychologically, "But I didn't tell."

"Tell what?" Jarvis asked.

"Actually, I." Tony said slowly, "It's easy to make money..."