Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 164

The pumpkin rolling competition can be regarded as a Thanksgiving game suitable for all ages.

Use a spoon to push the pumpkin on the ground and run forward without touching the pumpkin halfway. Whoever reaches the finish line first will win.

"When I was young, I also liked to push pumpkins." Happy said in the driver's seat, "The family rolled a dozen back and forth in the yard, and in the end the cousins ​​often had to fight over whose pumpkin got to the finish line first."

There is a pumpkin rolling competition every year. Even in today's electronic information age, more explosive game output can't replace the fun of the pumpkin competition.

The competition Wendy mentioned was held in Lower Manhattan, and all the participants were children, and there were prizes to be won.

Daisy was so excited that she sat in the safety seat holding a pumpkin and sang happily. While singing, she looked at her old father who was reading the newspaper beside her.

She is happy, one is to go out to play, and the other is to be accompanied by her parents.

In the last happy festival, Tony went out temporarily and didn't want candies. Today, baby Daisy can finally go out with his parents for the festival like other children.

What's more, Daisy is really good at rolling pumpkins with a rice spoon at home, and she also likes to play games with the children.

"Daisy can definitely get No.1." Happy said with a smile.

Thanksgiving shopping spree took away part of the flow of people. After all, the store held activities and offered great discounts. People usually work and carefully feed their fat wallets for a while. The face is beaming, which can be regarded as setting off the lively atmosphere of the festival.

In a blink of an eye, December is approaching, and a huge luminous Christmas tree has been placed on the square in advance. It will be even more beautiful when night falls.

When Tony took his daughter to the outdoor competition site, there were already many children holding pumpkins eager to try.

The sun above his head was obviously not very big, but the famous old father still put on sunglasses and led his limp daughter to sign up.

Wendy dressed Daisy up beautifully today.There is a long-sleeved pumpkin-colored fleece in the overalls, and the light golden hair is tied into two braids, and two shiny golden pumpkins are attached to the hair tie. The rich is very low-key.

Looking around, Tuanzi was not the only two-year-old contestant on the field.There are several others who are as old as her, and some of them have temporary stage fright, throwing themselves into the arms of their parents and crying, even throwing the pumpkin they brought at their feet.

Daisy didn't cry.She looked at everything on the field and was very curious, especially when Tony was filling out the registration information, a group of older children were starting the competition. The referee gave an order, and the flexible figures of the children moved quickly with the pumpkin. One made a mistake and stomped on the pumpkin, some rolled the pumpkin out of the field, and there was an older kid who was eager to win. Seeing that he was far behind, he simply dropped his spoon, picked up the pumpkin and ran away. The referee chased after him. In the end, The audience almost forgot that this was a pumpkin rolling competition, and watched the race with relish with popcorn.

"Wow." The child who had never seen such a scene sighed softly.

She hugged her pumpkin, feeling that the heavy little thing in her arms was very round, and remembered that Wendy said before going out that she could take this meaningful pumpkin home for cooking after the competition.

The nanny of a billionaire's family is really frugal. I'm afraid this soon-to-be-meaning pumpkin will not be too happy to hear this.

"Okay." Tony handed the watch to the staff. When he looked up and saw the surprised and happy expression on the other side, he raised his index finger to his lips to signal that he should not speak. Then he found that there was no sound underneath. He looked down and saw Daisy watching the game. Chichi squatted down and asked, "You will also go up later and play with other children. Are you afraid?"

When Tuanzi heard his father talking, he shook his head and said solemnly, "I won't fall, Dad."

She saw the big kid who was being chased by the referee slip and fall and fell on the ground, crying very sadly.

Daisy doesn't like wrestling.

She loved the extra-large pumpkin that the older kid got that was so many times bigger than her own little pumpkin that it was perfect for Dad.

After all, her father has no pumpkins, which is really poor.

The old father didn't know what the child was thinking, he just felt itchy under his nose for no reason and almost sneezed.

"Good." Tony said.

Seeing the staff coming, he handed over his daughter.

The competition uniformly distributes long small wooden spoons. As for the pumpkins, the contestants have to bring them from home.

It was only when Tuanzi was standing on the field that he knew what a big scene was. Many pairs of eyes were staring at this end, as if many big incandescent lamps were shining on them, which made people a little embarrassed.

After all, she lived two years old, and it was her first time to participate in the competition, and she was still very ignorant.

Her embarrassment at this point was quickly forgotten when she saw a long pumpkin of a peer next to her.

The little boy's pumpkin was so big that he couldn't hold it very much and could only put it on the ground.

Daisy felt a little ashamed for a moment, her pumpkin was so small, and she followed suit and put the pumpkin on the ground.

For the onlookers, the little baby's game is watched with pity and love. It doesn't matter who wins or loses. Watching the short little balls galloping on the ground like a ball rolling, it's already It's a lot of fun.

"I heard the whistle, the whistle--" The referee's job is not easy, just gathering this group of young people running around on the starting line has exhausted him a lot of energy, not to mention he has to teach The rules of the game, "When you hear the beep, run, okay?"

Fortunately, the little bean dings gave me face, puffed up their cheeks and responded happily, very cute.

The referee straightened up, looked down at the innocent little contestants, and blew his whistle.

Just taught rules equals not taught.

The moment the whistle sounded, the babies didn't move at all, and they were still stroking their pumpkins peacefully in the same place.

Daisy looked around, stuck out the spoon, and took two steps against the pumpkin.

As soon as she walked away, the opponents all started running up and down.

Presumably with older children, the field for two-year-olds cannot be called full of situations at all, it is just the situation itself.

Some had a runny nose after taking two steps, and opened their hands to ask their mothers to come over for help. Two babies bumped into each other without injury, and rolled away the other's pumpkin in a daze.

The adults laughed so loudly.

This one from the Stark family is fine, and is rolling pumpkins seriously.

Daisy had already seen the extra-large pumpkin on the podium, running with a puffy face, and it really ran very well, as Wendy said.

She began to really feel the meaning of the competition when she realized in a blink of an eye that there were two peers running in front of her with chubby legs.

What does it mean that there are people beyond people, there is a sky beyond the sky, she plays well, and others play better.

Seeing that the end point that was not far away was getting closer and closer, Daisy passed one, and hadn't caught up with the baby at the front. She was anxious and almost took off on the spot.

But before going out, the father told me not to fly when he was not at home.

Tuanzi held back, but couldn't help watching the anxiety of the extra-large pumpkin flying with wings. He stepped faster, but unexpectedly tripped with his little foot and fell directly to the ground.

The adults all said "Oh—"

Now Daisy not only couldn't get the first place, she couldn't even get the second and third place.

The moment she fell down, she was a little dazed. She stood up on the floor by herself, touched her little hand, and then touched her clothes, but she was not injured.

Referees came running to see how she was doing, and she watched her peers writhe or run to the sidelines or toward the finish line.

The first baby has reached the finish line and is happily hugging the big pumpkin.

Daisy stared blankly, her eyes gradually filled with tears.

The referee asked "Are you okay?" She answered slowly with tears in her eyes, looking into the crowd, looking for her father.

The old father wearing sunglasses had no expression on his face. He came forward and checked his tearful daughter to make sure that he was not injured. Or run away?"

"No pumpkin, Dad." Daisy was so sad that she shed a big tear in the blink of an eye, and told Dad.

"Okay, the pumpkin is gone." Tony said, "Are you still running?"

He watched her cry, did not comfort her, and did not give her a hug. He just pointed at her and let her see the baby at the finish line: "They finished running."

The sad Tuanzi looked over and found that the others had really run away. He immediately ignored his sadness, wiped away his tears, took the wooden spoon in his father's hand, and rolled his own pumpkin.

This time, she rolled smoothly to the finish line, and the other young contestants ran away happily. The audience applauded her, and the big sister who distributed the prizes gave her two lollipops with pumpkin heads.

Holding the lollipop, Daisy stood on tiptoe to look at the empty enlarged pumpkin on the podium, then turned around and threw herself into her father's arms.

Before being recognized by more people as Iron Man, Tony left the arena.

Today's park is less crowded, and there are several empty benches, one of which sits Daisy and the old father who used it as a cushion for the child.

With his head down, Tuanzi was slowly peeling off the candy wrapper. After peeling off one, he looked at the round pumpkin head and turned to hand it to his father.

She has a lot of candies, two of them.

"Papa doesn't have any pumpkins," she said.

"No, no." The old father whispered, raised his big hand, and wiped away the tears on his little face, "Is it hard to lose the game?"

Daisy didn't answer.She was peeling off the wrapper of the second candy again.

"Of course it's good to win, but it's also good to have fun and enjoy the process." Tony said, "There's nothing terrible about losing the game. The terrible thing is that you can't afford to lose."

"Sweets are fine without the pumpkin," he said.

Then he paused and said again: "If you want such a pumpkin, you can ask Happy to buy two at any time."

From this point of view, Daisy obviously can afford to lose.

"Father." Tuanzi put the pumpkin candy into his mouth, took a bite, his big eyes curled up, and now he was happy again, "Sugar is sweet."

"I know."

The old father looked at the child in his arms, heaved a sigh of relief, and took candy to eat.

A gust of wind blew by, clusters of leaves above the head fell, like rain, and the whole body was withered and yellow.

One of them is yellow and it's stuck to Tony's lollipop.

"..."

It's a sad one.

Daisy stretched out her little hand, and gently picked the leaves for her father. She obviously listened to what the adults said just now, and said openly, "The leaves are fine, Dad."

"I know."

Tony looked at the sugar, still put it in his mouth, and his left cheek bulged into a circle.

"It's very sweet."