Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 185

The little daisies sprouted in front of Stark's house.

In the gentle and warm spring breeze, a little bit of green grows softly, swaying timidly and gently, the small palm-like leaves are very low-key, at first glance, it looks like a piece of grass growing.

Daisy stood and watched for a long time.

She stretched out her hand cautiously, touched the leaves of the little daisy, and then quickly retracted her hand. The novelty brought her a burst of joy. She turned her head to look at the old father behind her, and couldn't wait to tell her father: "Soft."

"It grows a lot, Dad." Tuanzi stretched out his arms and compared the length, "Can they all bloom?"

"It will bloom when it's time to bloom," Tony said.

Daisy went to see her father again.

She carefully inserted a small stick to mark the place where the Iron Man toy was buried. As a result, even the tomatoes sprouted, and the father's seeds remained silent, as if he was attached to the warmth of the soil and persistently refused to germinate.

"When is Daddy coming out?" Daisy asked.

"It will grow naturally when it's time to grow." Tony said.

He looked at his daughter who was wearing overalls and a small peaked cap. Although she was almost three years old in a blink of an eye, she felt like she was crying as a baby just happened yesterday. He bent down and stretched out his hand, comparing the height of this little girl Yibi: "The growth of the vast majority of fathers in the world is to grow old little by little, and they will not bloom or bear fruit. It is not as interesting as you imagine."

"Old." Daisy let her father move on her head through the hat, chewed the word in her mouth, and raised her head, "What is old, Dad?"

Those azure blue and pure pupils are full of sunshine, without a trace of impurity. They don't know what old age is, and they don't know that getting old is not a happy thing.

Dad is dad, you can see it every day, how can it change.

The old father leaned over and picked up his daughter.

The two little feet off the ground kicked and kicked in the air.

"The hair and beard are always turning white, the body is weak, and various functions are weakened to the point of losing mobility. If you take one step forward, you will die." Tony said.

Hearing this, Tuanzi reached out to stroke his father's hair, and then stroked the beard that was always prickly, and said happily, "Dad is not old."

"Is it hard to grow old?" The father snorted. "The speed of aging is the same as the speed of losing hope. Of course, it is still very slow for me."

Iron Man has many, many things to do every day.

After spending most of his time taking care of the work that must be done and squeeze out leisure time, he can still take his daughter to watch the sun go down on the big tree.

One of the advantages of living by the sea is probably that you can slowly enjoy the magnificent scenery of melting gold at sunset. When the sun sets, there are red clouds flying all over the sky, and finally sinking into the deep blue coastline.

Tony flew to the highest branch with his daughter in his arms today, sat down, and raised his finger to the round sun that was bitten half by the sea: "Look."

The light in the evening was already soft enough, even if you looked directly at it with the naked eye, it would not be very dazzling. Daisy sat in her father's arms, feeling very safe, and looked at the sun with her head: "It has come home."

"Sun is going home to see the baby." She even made up her own story, saying clearly, "Baby Sun is also two years old, Dad."

She stretched out two fingers: "I am also two years old."

Daisy immediately puffed out her chest and looked very proud: "I'm about to grow up, Dad."

Another finger raised up.

The old father hummed.

He wanted to relax his exhausted body in the silence of the twilight. The trees screened the wind blowing from the direction of the sea, blowing it on his face, giving birth to the comfort that makes people close their eyes.

Helplessly, the dough in my arms always had to talk, and I couldn't rest in peace, the background sound kept going.

Daisy just imagined that the sun came home, and embraced its little sun like her father, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the red round sun bitten by the sea water was like a runny egg made by Wendy. When poked with a fork, the tender egg yolk flows out, like dripping honey, very delicious.

It was almost dinner time, and her mouth was getting hungry.

"Father." Tuanzi tugged on the old father's sleeve and asked affectionately, "Does the sun smell good?"

"Not only is it fragrant, but it's also big enough for you to eat for three days in a row." Tony said, "It's delicious whether it's fried or roasted."

He was talking nonsense, but it didn't prevent his daughter from making a "wow" and staring at the sun with bright eyes, feeling as if her saliva was about to drip onto her clothes.

"Dad." Tuanzi tugged at Dad's sleeve again, "I have a flat stomach."

In this case, Tony hugged his daughter, and the improved MK50 armor quickly covered his limbs. He jumped, gliding in mid-air with a smooth arc, landed safely, and strode home to have dinner.

The delicacy of the sun, imagining it on the treetops is simply unsatisfactory.

Daisy ate eggs tonight, still thinking about the sun, the next morning was sunny, she opened her eyes and ran to the window to look at the egg yolks hanging in the sky, she felt that although it was harsh, it was still delicious .

It should have been a morning filled with the aroma of bread as usual.

The sun was shining and he was full of vigor. Tony just woke up and took a sip of coffee. Before he could swallow the rich and bitter taste, he heard Jarvis say, "Sir, there are guests outside."

It has been a long time since we have greeted guests so early.

When a black figure walked slowly into the living room, the TV was broadcasting the follow-up news of the meteorite, saying that there was a large area of ​​plant damage at the suspected landing site. The scene photos taken by the reporter made people feel a bit tragic.

Tony's eyes weren't on the news.

He was looking at a strange woman walking in through the door.

This woman came on foot and said she wanted to visit Tony Stark.

The moment her footsteps stepped into the living room, Tony felt an indescribable sense of oppression all over his body. This kind of oppression made him uncomfortable. He frowned slightly, and his heartbeat seemed to speed up a lot.

The familiar physical reaction made people very uneasy.

Then know that the uneasiness is not an illusion.

The woman in black stopped when she was still some distance away from Tony.

Her gaze was flat and straight, and she swept across Tony's face, no different from seeing an inanimate object in the living room. She turned her head and looked around, as if she was looking for something, but she couldn't find it for a while, and then she opened her mouth: "Tony S. Tucker."

A faint smile finally crossed her face: "I am Andre, a remnant of Krypton. I found you from a far corner of the universe, and I want to bring back my child."

"I know her Earth name is Daisy Stark."

Tony's expression froze.

He was dazed for a moment, the coffee cup in his hand trembled and rippled, and then fell into a long and difficult silence.

He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Who are you?" Tony asked after a long time.

"There is no doubt." The woman in black who called herself Andre said, "I am her mother."