Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

There is a big day before the weekend.

The whole family knew about this big day except Daisy.The sun rises in the morning, as usual, it gets up earlier than the birds that want to eat worms, the pink ball rolls twice in the bed, gets up with the support of short hands and feet, lies on the edge of the cradle bed and watches the dream old father.

Tony faced her, breathing shallowly, his eyelashes trembling occasionally.

Xiaotuanzi looked amused, and put his face on the back of his hands, with lumps of tender meat piled up on both sides.

Her mouth is prone to drooling, and the front of her fat Momonga pajamas is wet.Feeling it himself, he lowered his head and touched his clothes with his hands.

Dad couldn't get up all the time, and she was so tired that she sat on the small bed with her chubby legs bent, holding on to the guardrail with one hand, still staring at it with great perseverance.

So Tony opened his eyelids in the morning light, and before he regained consciousness, he saw two big bright eyes in the cradle.

The eyes looked at this head, without blinking.It seemed that he had been locked in a cage for a long time, and he seemed a little miserable for a while.

He pulled the quilt over his head.

But after a while, Gai broke free from the remaining drowsiness, got up and put on a large T-shirt, picked up the little one, and handed it to the nanny who was preparing breakfast outside.

"Give you a day off." During breakfast, the chairman said to the nanny while watching the morning news, "You can go back after clearing the table."

A steaming cup of coffee was smoking in his hand.

When not staying up late, Tony prefers to have a glass of ice.

I went to bed late last night.The armor for Daisy has been almost done, just wait until it is shrunk down into a small card with nanotechnology.

The nanny Wendy was a little disappointed.

She is a very conscientious person, since she took over from Catherine who was fired last time, she has been in a state of uneasy conscience.

After all, her boss likes to take vacations very much recently, but the salary is still paid as usual, and it is credited into the account, with several zeros before the decimal point.

Counting money makes my heart pound.

There was still a person sitting at the dining table who was eating and drinking, and his conscience was still alive and kicking.

Stephen looked calm, lowered his head and stirred the fruit oatmeal in the bowl, scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Since Thor would be back at any moment, he had to wait until the brothers showed up.

"I'm going out today." Tony squinted at him, "What about you?"

Stephen hadn't answered yet, but the cloak behind him was very active, and a hand made of small horns was raised high.

It's a pity that even lifting it to the ceiling is useless.

"I'm not going anywhere." Stephen pressed the corner of the magic floating cloak and said lightly.

"very good."

Daisy sat eating fruit puree from the nanny.

She was very happy today, and she was very energetic - Dad seemed to be a lot gentler than usual today, although he was very good to her, but after getting up today, the nanny didn't come, so he quietly lowered his head and gave her a sip on the forehead.

Bobo was very fast, as if a mini tornado had slipped through the curly hair, coming and going without leaving a trace, and the cloud was light and breezy after passing.

But little Daisy couldn't be happier, her little hands fluttered like a koala, clinging tightly to her father's body.

Tony naturally took his daughter with him when he went out.

Daisy wore new clothes today, a one-piece suit of a cartoon animal Stitch, with gray-blue gray-blue fleece, a light-colored round belly, and a short tail on the back.

The little head was covered by a hood with clothes on, and on the hood was the face of a rabbit with big fangs.

She was walking on the ground with short legs, occasionally looked down at the floor, looked down from the angle, and thought it was a real Stitch standing in front of her.

"This is the cutest 626 I've ever seen." Happy smiled straight at the baby sitting in the child safety seat before driving, and gave her a big gift box tied with a bow.

Daisy waved her hand away.

"You like me anyway today." Happy's round face was so sad.

Of course, this sadness is acted out.

He persisted for a while, and saw the little one staring at him, and turned the corner of his mouth down pitifully.

Daisy gradually dropped her mouth, affected by the adult's hypocritical emotions, she was sincerely sad, stretched out her two little hands, and took the gift box.

The old father, who was watching coldly, chuckled beside him.

It turned out to be a children's playground today.

To be more specific, it is a children's amusement park invested and built by Stark Industries.

Daisy never knew which store she passed had her father's shares, nor did she know that this amusement park had been recorded in her name by her father.

Little Daisy Stark is a one-year-old with an amusement park.

It was her first time here today.Through the car window, I saw many children inside.

Counting on the fingers, there are not many adults who come to Stark's house to play with children, and even fewer are as young as Daisy. When she is one year old, she doesn't have any playmates of the same age.

She has never been very shy of strangers, but now she got out of the car and saw so many people, she was surprisingly a little shy, the little blue Stitch dawdled and hid behind her father.

"What are you ashamed of?" The old father raised his eyebrows.

He leaned over, grabbed the big one, took the small one into his arms, and brought it into the amusement park.

Many of the facilities in the children's amusement park still require older children to play, such as the children's pirate ship, and only elementary school students go on it.

Daisy leaned on her father's shoulder and looked around curiously, and did not clamor to sit on it with everyone.

But she is also willing to take her to ride on the merry-go-round, with two pinched hands resting on the horse's head, kicking her legs hard, only hitting the air.

The old father sitting behind her really doesn't fit in the pink carousel.

"Please don't take pictures." Tony said to the driver and bodyguard Happy who was walking around excitedly with a Polaroid.

The more he talked the other side became more and more energetic, and a series of photos were taken, and the chairman's face became more and more stinky.

"Mom!"

Tuanzi thought she was just sitting there, but she didn't know that the wooden horse would spin, and when the horse underneath moved, she was startled, and then she screamed excitedly.

Just sitting like this is addictive.Sit alive a dozen times.

In the end, I hugged the Trojan Horse. This little one wasn't fun enough. It was like a bouncing fish in Dad's arms, and my fingers desperately pointed at the Trojan Horse that had turned away.

Still was taken away by the cruel old father.

"There are many interesting things, you don't have to just watch that one." Tony said.

He was wearing sunglasses, talking in the sun, and the sunglasses were shiny.

The dumpling was placed in a child's swing with a seat belt on.

This feeling of swinging and taking off is nothing unusual for babies who have seen the world-at home, Dad still flew her in armor.

Of course, it was flying very slowly to lull her to sleep.

She swung once and then stopped, her small body twisted and wanted to get off the ground.

Next to it was a baby boy who was about the same age and was waiting for the swing with his mother.

Daisy stood on the ground and took two steps forward. When she looked up, she saw a fat figure standing in front of her.

The baby boy had a puffy face, looking at her curiously just as she looked at him curiously.

After looking at her for a while, he stretched out his hand and patted her hand gently.

Daisy withdrew her hand and opened her eyes wide.

She lowered her head to touch her hand, then looked at the baby boy, suddenly smiled, showing two small crescents, and ran back to her father, carefully showing the hand that had been patted.

Where is the happy point, it is really unclear.

Iron Man squatted on the ground, looked around, and then lowered his head and asked his daughter who was standing in front of her with her little hand outstretched: "Where else do you want to play?"

Did not get an answer.

Daisy was looking up at the swing she had just sat on in a daze.

Probably not looking at the swing.

On the swing sat the baby boy who patted her hand, and beside the swing stood the baby boy's mother, smiling warmly and kindly.

The mother's figure was reflected in the blue eyes.

Happy felt a "thump" in his heart.

Sometimes he felt that the little one in the family was so pitiful that he had only had a father and no mother after being raised so big.

The person who could be her mother was temporarily a thing of the past, Tony didn't mention it, and no one mentioned it.

Seeing Daisy staring at other people's mothers now, as if she was very envious, he felt a little sour in his heart.

The father fell silent.

Happy's heart was not sour for long.

After a while, Tuanzi looked at the thing not far away, she really liked it, pointed with her little finger, turned her head, and called her father expectantly: "Mom."

Taking a closer look, the little finger is not a woman, but a balloon that a woman is holding in her hand and is shaking.

Happy wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a straight face.

So when Daisy left the amusement park, she was holding a big balloon in her hand, which was the biggest in the amusement park.

She had a lot of fun today. She was squirming in the car, and she was willing to learn how to speak. She opened her mouth and said "Happy", and heard a whistle from the driver's seat that was caught off guard.

While talking, he fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, I opened my eyes in a daze, and I was already at home.

The blue baby Stitch sat up on the big bed, looked around but couldn't find his father, stood up and called for someone, and obediently went to the bed and waited.

After waiting for a long time, she curled her mouth and suddenly wanted to cry.

Tears welled up, and I saw the old father with a dark nose coming in from the door.

She cried softly, was hugged by her father, and led her out of the bedroom to the living room.

The living room was bright, with lights everywhere, but no one was there.

Doctor Strange didn't know if something was wrong, but when he got home, he wasn't there.

Baby Daisy wiped her tears, and noticed a small plate on the table with sharp eyes.

On a plate was a dark, insignificant thing, with cream on top, a red cherry, and a candle.

Tony Stark is not suitable for cooking too complicated food. After working in the kitchen for a long time, he finally brought out this dish with an ugly face.

The little baby was lowered to the floor.

She had stopped crying, with small teardrops hanging from her eyelashes, and she went to the table to look at the strange thing, and reached out to grab the cherry.

"Wait a minute." He was stopped by his father's big hand.

Holding a lighter in that big hand, he leaned over to the candle, tapped lightly, and lit a cluster of light the size of a grain of rice.

"Sing, Jarvis." Tony put his daughter on his lap and sat up, raised his head and said to the ubiquitous smart butler, "You're good at it."

"I'm afraid it doesn't sound good, sir," said Jarvis.

But he sang Happy Birthday anyway.And in the next time, French, German, Chinese and Spanish each sing once.

Good Fortune Bell Shenxiu, the best of the Stark family.

After singing, Tony blew out the candles for Daisy, picked the cherries on the cake—if it could be called a cake—and peeled the fruit in half for the little one sitting on his lap to eat.

The small red mouth of the dumpling touched the fingers, soft like jelly.

"On this day last year, you were the one who smashed me." The old father said flatly.

When Daisy heard the words, she bit the cherry in her mouth and looked up.

Touched head by big hand.

The elder and the younger sat in the living room for a long time, until Daisy gradually became sleepy again, and finally made her go to bed.

The lights in the underground armored warehouse did not go out.

Tony didn't go to bed so early, and slowly walked out of the elevator with a cup of cold drink, and sat on the armchair he usually sat on.

He saw a flat gift box with a pink unicorn on the table, frowned, and stretched out his hand to open it.

His driver may need to be replaced.

There is a photo frame lying in the gift box, and the two Starks who are on the pink carousel today are placed in the photo frame.

It's rare to have a photo of Daisy's father with a gentle expression, taking off his sunglasses, which is not ugly.

"Too ugly," Tony said.

He put it away and placed the photo frame next to the computer screen.