Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 166

The Stark family nanny may have had a problem recently.

This abnormality should start after Thanksgiving.

Wendy still came to work early as usual, doing housework diligently, and the taste of the food was the same as usual. Even because she devoted herself to studying the recipes, Daisy liked several new dishes very much, and ate them with a small spoon. Many, the old father played tricks and took the plate away, making the little one jump around in the baby chair in a hurry.

It doesn't seem to make a difference.

But Tony found that when Wendy wiped the table with a rag, she would occasionally be absent-minded, and she would play with Daisy, and her smile seemed to be a little less, not to mention the time when she had time to drink a drink, often holding a cup of milk tea It's cold, but I don't see a few sips.

The abnormality that even the chairman can find is really abnormal.

What's more, this abnormality lasted for a week and three days. In a blink of an eye, the calendar turned to a brand new December, and it hadn't disappeared yet.

It's time for the first snow in New York.

"Do you need help?" The old father covered his hand with a book and gently opened a chocolate ball.

When he was doing this, Tuanzi was playing a parabolic game with Benben in the corridor outside the living room. He could come in at any time, so he had to make sure his movements were soft and his voice was quiet, and he had to eat quickly.

Otherwise, if the little one in the family sees it, he will definitely run over like flying to beg for something to eat.

Having raised a child, even eating snacks has to be sneaky.

Looking at Tony's proficiency, he knew that he often did such secret things at home behind his daughter's back. His face was extraordinarily calm, as if nothing had happened, and he was able to talk to Wendy who was watching TV with distraction.

"Ah?" Wendy was staring at the TV screen, saying that she was looking at the people inside, but it was not the case, it was more like simply looking at the screen, her eyes were slightly scattered, and she might not know where the plot was going.

Hearing the question, she regained consciousness instantly, turned her head to meet Tony's gaze, and said very shyly, "I don't understand, Mr. Stark."

In such a short reaction time, Wendy had already reviewed the completion of the incoming work in her mind, and her face immediately became tense, and seemed to be a little excited to finally meet the challenge—the boss finally wanted to make an important contribution to her work. instruct!

"Is it because the recent work is not done well enough, Mr. Stark?" Wendy sat upright, took out a notebook from her apron pocket, and listened attentively, "Please feel free to ask any questions, and I will definitely correct them."

With such a serious work attitude, even the all-powerful chairman was silent for two seconds. Looking at the burning enthusiasm in her eyes, she didn't know what to say for a while, and brewed the words in her mouth in a complicated mood, and said slowly: "Not really."

The old father held a piece of chocolate out of the chocolate ball on his fingertips: "You don't seem to be in a good mood this week. Apart from being dazed, you don't talk to Jarvis very much. It may be my illusion. After all, I don't always Stay home all day."

He has always been tolerant towards employees who work hard, not to mention that Wendy is the best nanny ever served by the Stark family, and she can't fault her at all: "If you don't feel well, you can ask for leave and go home to rest at any time."

Wendy was a little dazed.

I don't know if Tony's words showed too much understanding from the boss, or because he was too understanding, which made her feel ashamed, her cheeks warmed up, and she raised her hands to cover it, and then looked at the TV, denying embarrassingly. : "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Stark. I'm not sick."

"Really?" Tony asked.

Wendy nodded firmly.

That being the case, he stopped being considerate of the nanny at home, opened his mouth, and wanted to eat the chocolate ball that was almost melting at his fingertips.

Unexpectedly, at this time, by coincidence, his eyes shifted a little to the side, and he saw a familiar face at the door of the living room.

To be precise, it is two, if the mechanical arm can be regarded as having face.

Daisy and Benben poked their heads there, their gazes projected very clearly on this old father who secretly ate alone while the child was playing outside.

Tony's hands froze in mid-air.

After all, he was an adult, and when he was in danger, the expression on his face remained unchanged, neither panic nor guilt, as if eating a piece of chocolate was a perfectly normal thing.

It was normal.

Tuanzi stretched his neck and watched for a long time. Seeing that his father didn't make a move, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He ran over holding the ball, licked his mouth, and said happily, "Dad."

This chocolate ball is the last one for today.

The old father raised his eyebrows, watched the little one put down the ball and rubbed his little hands together, looking forward to it, knowing that no matter how he tried to hide, he couldn't hide, so he stretched out his hand and fed the chocolate into that little red mouth.

The innocent Tuanzi didn't know what kind of struggles her father had in her heart. The sweetness of chocolate melting in her mouth made her brows and eyes curl with happiness. She felt that there was no better father in the world than her father.

Clumsy, who sees through everything, sneered at the side, turned its shelf playfully, and was stared at by Tony with a cool look, and did not move in a polite manner.

"Dad, do you want to play?" Daisy ate the chocolate, bent down to pick up the small ball on the ground, and said affectionately to the parent who was unemployed at home today.

Parent-child interaction is essential in a child's growth process, Tony has spare time, and he does not hesitate to spend it on Daisy, hearing that he wants to wipe his chocolate-stained hands with a piece of paper: "Let's talk first, I'll serve. "

Seeing that the senior and junior were interacting very well, Wendy smiled lightly, remembering that the apple pie that was said to be baked in the afternoon at lunch hadn't been baked yet, so she fastened her apron and got up to go to the kitchen.

When the nanny left, Tony's phone vibrated twice.

The caller on the screen hadn't been contacted for a while, so Tony was a little surprised. He glanced at Daisy and swiped to answer.

Wendy walked into the kitchen, picked up a fruit knife and started peeling apples.

Tony was busy, but he didn't miss a single point that should be paid attention to. She said that she had less conversations with Jarvis, which is really good. She usually does housework and likes to chat with the smart housekeeper, but today she didn't, An Jing Quietly peeling apples, as if forgetting that there is such a number one person as Jarvis in the family.

"Wendy."

After peeling the first apple, Wendy heard someone whispering in her ear.

Jarvis's metallic British accent is pleasant even when reading product manuals.

Wendy instantly pricked up her ears, and stopped her hand holding the fruit knife, but she didn't raise her head, and said softly, "Hello, Mr. Jarvis."

"Mr. Stark has already asked you, but you didn't answer." Jarvis said, "Has anything happened to you recently?"

"I have to..." Wendy said, "I have to bake an apple pie."

Jarvis then received no answer.

He shut his mouth and didn't speak again, as usual, when he was not chatting, he concentrated on sorting out Tony's various work data.

Or secretly watching TV, who knows.

Wendy peeled five apples in a row.

She realized that there were too many apples, and finally stopped. She was about to wash the white and fat fruits that had already taken off her clothes, but she didn't know what to think, so she turned her head and looked around like a thief to make sure that no one came Look, still bending over cautiously, pulling out the phone from the apron pocket, turning on the screen, and looking at the e-card sent to Jarvis on Thanksgiving in the chat app, and his perfectly spelled but very short reply "I'm very happy. I like it", inexplicably feeling a little hot on the face again, so excited, I quickly turned off the phone and ran to wash the apples.

Washing and washing, she sighed.

Jarvis still didn't seem to know what happened. The next day, he asked Wendy if she was feeling unwell. If she was too embarrassed to say so, he could ask Tony for leave.

"I'm fine, Mr. Jarvis." Wendy said, "I'm not uncomfortable anywhere."

"I'm sorry if my continuous questioning troubled you, but..." Jarvis hurriedly apologized, and then remained silent for a few seconds before adding, "It's just that I feel that you don't seem to like talking to me very much."

His tone of voice is light and gentle, as Wendy said before, this AI is even gentler than any human being.

Wendy didn't answer Jarvis' doubts.

If Mr. Stark, who has seen countless things, is at home and sees this scene, he may be able to give some advice to the confused smart housekeeper. Unfortunately, when the conversation happened, Tony had already boarded a private plane to Kansas with his daughter.

"You seem to be distracted, Jarvis." Tony sat on the seat, looking for Daisy's juice in his bag.

Jarvis, who had indeed deserted, also apologized to the boss: "Sorry, sir, I went to deal with other things just now."

"Father." Tuanzi took the juice from his father, took a mouthful of it, and filled his cheeks.

When the old father finished talking to Jarvis, she came over and asked, "Where are you going, Dad?"

"An acquaintance invited us to play at his house." Tony said.

He reached out to wipe the sticky juice from the corner of the little mouth: "You will be happy to see him."

After hours of flying, the plane landed on Kansas soil.

Happy didn't come to be the driver this time, it was Tony who drove the car himself.

The black Audi didn't drive into the city, but instead drove into a large farm stretching as far as the eye can see.

The weather is fine today, there is no snow, and the tall crops are rustling in the winter wind, which is an unusually harmonious chorus.

Curious, Tuanzi looked out the window all the way and saw windmills, big trees, small white houses, and the swing frame under the small white houses became more and more clear as they got closer.

There were also puppies running out of the house upon hearing the sound, flying towards them.

Daisy was very happy.

When she saw the tall figure coming out of the small white room, saw the man's face clearly, and remembered who he was, she became even happier: "Father!"

Tony slowed down the speed and continued to drive, the toddler on the safety seat waved his hand: "Dad!"

"I have eyes, ma'am," said the old father.

When the car drove to the open space in front of the house, Tony stopped the car, and the man who came out to greet the guests strode up to him, looking at the smiling baby through the car window, his blue eyes curled up: "Hello, Daisy .”