Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

"Yes." Daisy said holding the big box.

"Maybe he doesn't like something so childish," Tony said.

Daisy asked, "Who likes it?"

"Thor."

If Stephen heard this conversation, he might have passed away on the spot.

But Daisy finally wrapped the snacks to Stephen.

Tuanzi took his father's mobile phone and called Doctor Strange, thinking that Stephen might be practicing magic, but he didn't expect the other party to pick it up right away.

"What's the matter?" Stephen said indifferently.

He thought it was Tony who was calling, but unexpectedly, a tender voice came from the receiver: "Hello?"

Stephen was silent for two seconds, and then said softly, "What's the matter?"

"Uncle, I bought you snacks." Daisy said, "Daddy just said it's very childish, you don't like it."

Stephen immediately said: "Who said I don't like it?"

Then a golden circle of light whirled out of thin air in the living room of Stark's house.

Outside the circle is Daisy holding a mobile phone, and inside the circle is Stephen holding a telephone receiver.

The mature and stable Doctor Strange with slightly frosted temples stretched out his free hand: "I want a snack."

Baby Daisy picked up the huge snack box with one hand, sent it in, and handed it to Stephen: "Here, Uncle."

Stephen took it over with a calm face: "Thank you."

After saying a few words, he closed the space door.

With his attitude, Daisy didn't know whether he liked or disliked childish gifts.

Daisy didn't know that after she delivered the snacks, Wang finally had a sunny day. Seeing Stephen's good face, he was also very happy, and bought "Hulk Sweet Honey" for Stephen to eat.

Adults are so childish, but children don't want to be childish.

Daisy wanted to be an older child, and when she saw younger children washing their hands and running around shaking their wet hands in the kindergarten, she would take out her own handkerchief and wipe them.

Seeing a child fall, Daisy has to help her up.

Sophia praised Daisy, saying that she was like a little friend's little sister.

Daisy is happy to be a little sister, but there is only one child in her family.

"Does Daddy still have a baby?" Daisy asked Tony over dinner at home.

The old father was eating tortellini, he was caught off guard for a while, and he didn't expect his daughter to ask such a question, and his eyes widened from choking.

After two short coughs, Tony put the unfinished dumplings on the plate and asked his daughter, "Why are you asking so suddenly?"

"Because I'm just like a little sister." Daisy said.

"Another baby, don't you think I don't love you like I used to?" Tony asked.

Tuanzi had never thought about this before. When her father asked, she had to think about it seriously. Her puffy face was moving because of chewing, and she stopped now.

"But Daddy still loves me as much as ever." Daisy said, "Didn't he?"

"Good." Tony said.

"Then can I have another baby?" Daisy asked.

The father smiled, rubbed his daughter's hair, and said nothing else.

Daisy wants to be an older child, but she doesn't quite understand the difference between an older child and a younger child.

Listening to Missy and Heather talking in the kindergarten this day.

Missy said Sheldon had to drink formula last year because his stomach was a little fragile.

When Daisy heard this, she nodded, and was about to say that she wanted her father to drink a bottle of milk before going to bed at night, but before she could say it, she heard Heather say, "I haven't had milk powder for a long time."

Most of the parents of children who go to school in this kindergarten are rich.

Rich people have different education methods. Tony’s discipline belongs to discipline, and Daisy is tolerant and doting in life. Daisy has many aunts and uncles who treat her as a treasure, and it is not bad to live in a honey jar.

Heather's parents practice elite education. Although I don't know which elite parenting book came from early weaning and weaning formula, but Heather is no longer holding a baby bottle like a baby.

"Babies only need milk powder." Heather said, "It's just childish."

Missy doesn't drink formula either.

She didn't drink it, mainly because she didn't like the taste of milk powder, but she didn't say it.

The dumpling was sandwiched between two little girls, and she immediately felt that she was very naive as the one who drank milk powder.

That's not like being a big kid.

But in fact, the milk powder is quite delicious, the milk source is specially provided for the Stark family, it is fragrant and sweet.

Daisy struggled for a long time in the kindergarten and ate more than usual for dinner when she came home.

"Is your appetite so good today?" Wendy asked.

She was a little happy, because today she tried to cook some German dishes, stuffed white asparagus, and cooked potatoes with burnt skin. She was afraid that the taste would change and the children would not like it, but Daisy still ate so much.

Tuanzi thought that he should not drink milk before going to bed at night after eating enough, but it’s okay not to drink milk when he is tired from playing, but today he deliberately didn’t drink it, and his heart felt uncomfortable like a cat scratching him. Anything less.

Tony brought the storybook to read to his daughter.

Usually after reading a story, Daisy would fall asleep, but today he read from the first page to the tenth page, his mouth was dry, and his daughter's big eyes were still staring at him.

The old father put down the storybook and put his hand over Daisy's eyes.

He could feel the little eyelashes flicking in his palm, Daisy's eyelids were closed immediately, and he waited for a moment before letting go.

As soon as she let go, Daisy's big eyes opened again.

"Are you insomniac, Miss Stark?" Tony asked.

"I don't have any," Daisy said. "I just miss my formula, Daddy."

Tony thought she was doing it for something, and he heard that he was going to make some milk powder for Daisy.

Daisy doesn't want to.

"I'm an older child." She said, "I don't drink milk powder anymore."

"Are you sure?" The old father was suspicious, "That's not what your eyes say."

"My eyes don't speak, only my mouth does, Daddy," said Daisy.

She insisted, and Tony sat back down.

"Okay." The father wanted to tease the child, and said to his daughter, "I'll put away the milk powder and give it to Bob to drink."

"Bob is a big boy too." Daisy said hastily.

"Give it to Kevin." Tony said.

"Kevin is also an older child." Daisy said again.

Tony took the trouble to count the little yellow one by one.

Daisy objected one by one at the beginning, and when the four little yellow men objected, her eyelids became heavy. When Tony said, "I will give it to Henry", she fell silent and slept loosely with her little fists clenched. caught.

Little Daisy Stark is a persevering baby. She said that she should not drink milk powder anymore. Although she was very reluctant to give up, she persisted for three days in a row. After brushing her teeth in three days, she obediently climbed into bed and went to bed by herself, but returned to the bedroom Before, I always stared at the small refrigerator in the kitchen where the milk powder was stored.

Such a persistent and powerful expression made people think that they wanted to show the hot gaze.

After kindergarten, Missy and Heather discussed the issue of milk powder, and Daisy was able to intervene.

"I don't drink milk powder either!" Daisy said with her small chest puffed out.

I really don't know how to compare this kind of thing, and children are so enthusiastic about it.

"You're great!" Heather said to Daisy.

Daisy was very happy.

But after she was happy, when she returned home, she still had to stare at the refrigerator with milk powder in a daze.

"I haven't seen in any book that not drinking milk powder is a sign of growing up." Tony said.

"But Missy doesn't drink milk powder, neither does Heather," Daisy said.

The old father thought that the two of them were not as small as you, but he didn't say it out of his mouth. He only said: "Everyone has their own life and characteristics. If you must be like others, life will be meaningless."

Daisy seemed to understand, flew into Dad's arms, buried her face in Tony's chest: "Dad."

"Huh?" Tony replied nasally.

Daisy didn't speak.

Before going to bed that night, Tuanzi still didn't ask Dad to drink milk powder.

Tony watched his daughter sleep with her eyes closed. She was going to work, but when she felt sleepy, she also went back to the bedroom to rest.

When the dream matured, Jarvis suddenly called out, pulling Tony back to reality.

"Sir." The smart butler said, "Sir?"

Tony turned over, opened his eyes in a daze, and asked, "What?"

"The kitchen..." Jarvis said hesitantly, "You should go to the kitchen and have a look."

The sleepy old father rubbed his eyes and went into the kitchen.

He didn't think it was a thief. The first thief couldn't get in, and the second was a real thief. Jarvis couldn't be so calm.

However, when approaching the kitchen, the ping-pong noise inside really made people suspect that a thief had broken into the house.

Tony regained his energy in an instant, and went to the kitchen in three steps in two steps.

A small shadow cast by the light was flying around.

When the adults came in, Daisy was on the ground, picking up the overturned milk powder can.

A large piece of white milk powder was sprinkled on the ground, like milk-flavored snow, and a small amount of water was still running in the faucet above. The milk bottle half filled with water was put aside, and the mouth of the bottle was stained with milk powder. When the mouth of the jar was facing the inside, he accidentally folded the jar.

Tony looked at the faucet, thinking how wonderful the taste of milk powder soaked in cold water is.

Daisy grabbed a handful of the spilled milk powder and wanted to put it back into the jar. After thinking about it, she was really hungry, so she slowly brought her little hand to her mouth.

She was about to eat when she heard footsteps and met Tony who came in.

The old father looked at the mess and the daughter who had made the mess all over the place. He felt a slight pain in his head even though he had had enough sleep. Seeing Daisy's shocked and ashamed expression, he couldn't bear to blame him for a while, and fell silent. After a while, ask: "What are you doing?"

Daisy stood up, knowing that she had done something wrong, and wiped her little hands that were stained with milk powder.

A four-year-old child couldn't resist the temptation to get up to make milk by himself in the middle of the night. He knocked over the milk jug and was caught by his parents. It's really sad to think about it.

Tuanzi blinked, and the sockets of his eyes suddenly became moist. He touched his father and said with tears in his eyes, "I want to drink milk, Dad."