Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 309

Daisy cried and begged at the top of her voice, she had already yelled the loudest, but it was far from being able to cover the tens of thousands of sounds crazily pouring in.

The world is too big.There is a sound when the wind blows, there is a sound when the water flows, and even the tiny insects crawling on the leaves make a suffocating rustling sound. It is necessary to invade the internal organs and torture the child's body to pieces.

This world is too small to escape.

Daisy couldn't understand what this kind of pain meant. She had never experienced the super hearing of Kryptonians before, and it was almost the limit to bear it suddenly and pull out all her strength to ask for help.

If she kept crying like this, she would have no more tears.

"Jarvis!" Tony responded in a very short time, "Quickly contact—"

"Give me the child." Someone said at the door.

The sudden sound startled everyone.

Simpson was the first to turn his head to look, and saw the tall figure coming in from the door of the master bedroom. He was extremely shocked and stunned on rare occasions. Until the man passed him and walked towards Tony, he still maintained that expression of seeing a ghost.

Outside the dark blue tights with the S letter, the red cloak was swinging with the steps, and it should not have appeared here.

But Superman can appear anywhere he wants if he wants to.

Clark came in time, seeing poor Daisy and Tony in a mess, sighed in a low voice: "It's too early."

Kryptonian growing pains, only Kryptonian can understand.

Clarke was a little luckier than Daisy, at least he was able to control himself well when he heard everything so clearly.

Four years old... how young.

Clark stretched out his hand to take Daisy from Tony. Seeing that he was about to hold the baby in his arms, Daisy sensed another hug from the torment of the voice, and became even more disturbed. She waved her little hand to look for her father, and finally caught Tony's. hand, refused to let go.

"It's still me," Tony said.

He only felt that his daughter's body temperature was rising again: "What should I do?"

Clark raised his hand and placed it on Daisy's forehead, feeling the helpless trembling of this young life.

"Daisy, don't be afraid," he said, "don't pay attention to other voices, just look for your father."

Daisy was still crying.

"Listen," Tony whispered. "It's all right. Do you remember going fishing?"

His voice was as low as singing a lullaby before bedtime.

"Can you find my voice?" said the father, "you only hear me, don't be afraid."

Daisy's crying gradually died down.

I don't know if Clark's method is really useful, and I don't know if Daisy is strong enough to resist the disturbance of thousands of voices and concentrate, but she cried and closed her eyes, and finally fell asleep.

"So little Daisy is a Kryptonian." Simpson was behind, thoughtful.

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, and when he turned his head to see, it was Wendy who was threatening with a small spoon.

She ran over from the kitchen, and she hadn't put away the clean cutlery in her hand. She put it in the pocket of her apron temporarily, but now it will come in handy.

"If you say it," Wendy said.

Simpson found it interesting: "What about you?"

"I'll just stuff the spoon into your mouth." Wendy said earnestly, "Dug out your tongue like digging out pudding."

Simpson shuddered.

He immediately raised his hand to push Wendy's hand away: "You think I don't care about Little Daisy?"

He walked over to Tony and took Daisy's temperature again with a thermometer.

Still have a low fever.

At least the current situation is much better than before. Daisy's breathing is gentle, and her face is not so ugly. There are only pitiful tears remaining on her cheeks, which were gently wiped away by Tony little by little.

The old father put his daughter back on the big bed and asked Wendy to change her into clean clothes.

"What's going on?" Tony took the time now to ask Clark to clear the situation.

"Cell enhancement." Clark said, "She can hear very far, very small sounds, like having a loudspeaker on her ears."

"Are all Kryptonians like this?" Tony raised his hand and stroked his face.

There was also fine sweat on his forehead, partly because of nervousness, partly because Daisy grabbed his hand in a daze just now, with a little force.

Clark glanced at the red mark on Tony's hand, nodded and said, "At least I am. Now it seems that Daisy is also like this. It may be the influence of gems... Having these abilities now is not a good thing for her .”

Daisy woke up again, a few hours later.

Since it was affected by the Kryptonian blood, the blood test results brought back by the assistant were of course normal. Simpson prescribed some antipyretics, thinking about waiting for Daisy to wake up before feeding.

Clark didn't leave, and waited patiently in the living room.

Simpson also wanted to give this Kryptonian fully developed body a full-body examination to take a look at Clark's strong muscles. He felt that he couldn't beat it, so he silently gave up the idea.

There was no sound from Stark's house.

The sound has already tortured the dumpling enough, and everyone is worried that the noise will wake the child up, or create such distressing pain again, so they walk on tiptoes.

Even the most noisy minions now have duct tape on their mouths, walking around the house on tiptoe, like thieves.

"To be honest." Seeing them like this, Clark showed a little smile from his serious expression, "After the awakening of super hearing, this is useless. Breathing sounds like a storm to the ears. Don't you guys stop talking from now on? Sign language in front of Daisy?"

When Wendy was using Google to learn how to speak English on her mobile phone, Daisy, who had changed into a comfortable pajamas in the bedroom, turned over and slowly woke up.

Tony was sitting on the edge of the bed, felt the bed move, turned his head to look, and met his daughter's big blue eyes.

"Dad." Daisy said softly.

The sudden arrival of superpowers is unexpected, and the sudden loss of superpowers is also unexpected.

Super Hearing seemed to be a prank, after tossing Daisy a lot, he ran away quietly.Daisy's voice was no different from usual now, and she felt much less pain.

"My ears are fine." Little Daisy crawled into his father's arms, shrunk his shoulders, and was still very scared, "Will it still be bad?"

"That's evolution," Tony said.

"Speaking of which, Daisy's heat vision can't be used all the time." Clark said, "Her ability is unstable. Now it's gone, that's fine."

"Why is Clark in my house?" Daisy asked.

Her eyelids were swollen from crying, she had just woken up with a layer of faint powder, her blond hair was messy, and there was a new fever-reducing patch on her forehead, she looked so pitiful and cute.

"You forgot." Clark laughed, "I'm here to see you."

Daisy's low-grade fever didn't go away with her super hearing, and it didn't go down until the next night. Of course, she couldn't go fishing for the time being, and her appetite was not good.

Dumplings are my favorite food, but I usually don’t get sick easily, but now I’m sick and just want to sleep, Wendy cooked delicious dishes, Daisy was also sleepy at the table, digging with a spoon, but didn’t eat No more than two bites.

"Dad, I've become very bad." Daisy said.

Tony put off work for these two days and stayed at home with the children all day.

This is of course very good, but Daisy is not happy because of it.

"It's hard to be sick, isn't it?" Daisy, who had barely eaten a meal, was nestled on the sofa watching the news, and the news also lost its appeal.

Tuanzi saw his father coming in, sat down next to him, and went to be next to him.

"It's your body that is fighting." Tony took a sip of water and fed the child, more gentle than before, and spoke softly, "It will be fine soon."

It's actually very distressing.

Daisy didn't want to eat anything, and she wasn't interested in carrot stew. Her stomach was empty for almost a day, and nothing changed. In the eyes of adults, she might have lost a lot of meat.

"Is it only my ears that get sick?" Daisy took a sip of water, wiped her mouth, and said sadly, "Wendy said that because I want to get worse, my ears get sick. But I don't want to get worse."

She thought of the many explosions in her ears, and she was still very scared, her eyes became moist, and she asked tremblingly, "Dad, am I going to get better?"

"Who told you that?" Tony asked back.

He stretched out his arms, held his little daughter in his arms, wiped her eyes, and said slowly: "Clark has experienced this kind of thing. I have also experienced it, and Roddy has also experienced it. Many people have experienced it. Heard bad voices."

"Dad has it too?" Daisy was surprised, and felt much less sad. "Did you also hear the annoying voice when you were a child?"

"Well," Tony said, "I'm still listening."

"Is it the sound of the wind, the sound of talking, and many more?" Daisy asked.

Tony said, "I can't tell."

Human ears can always hear many voices.

nice voice.Wind, rain, praise, blessings, promises, encouragement, lots and lots of love.

Also has bad sound.

Some are from reality, some are from the Internet.

"Tony Stark is a complete jerk."

"Trash Avenger."

Maybe it was someone who knew him, maybe someone who didn't know him, some people just wanted to insult him for no reason.

The brilliance of superheroes is eye-catching, so they become good speech targets.

"Go to hell!" someone wrote on the website.

There were also many anonymous celebratory voices as the Avengers split.

"It deserves it."

Tony has heard these bad words, Clark has heard them, Rhodes has heard them, Vision has heard them, Wanda has heard them, Steve has heard them, even Thor in Asgard may have heard them too.

"Does it hurt you, Dad?" Daisy asked.

She suddenly forgot her own pain and came to care about Tony's pain.

"I used to be able to." Tony said, "Not so much now."

Of course, you can choose to cover your ears, but you can't cover your ears for a lifetime.

"How can it be cured?" Daisy asked.

"Concentrate." Tony said, "There are too many voices in this world, but the most important one is here."

He pointed to his heart.

"Next time you will hear a lot of voices, don't be afraid." Tony said, "It's just that there are relatively few listeners in this world, and they all want to tell you."

Daisy was embarrassed: "But, I only have two ears, Dad."

"Choose one you like." Tony said, "It's like watching TV. Just listen to one sound, and the other sounds will be quiet. When people concentrate, the world will be smaller."

"Then you have to talk to me all the time, okay?" Daisy said.

She was a little less afraid, but woke up from sleepiness, yawned, and got into Tony's arms, her eyelids began to heavy again.

Tony pressed his forehead against hers.

"One more sleep, and the body will be completely healed." He said.

"Father, I just want to say more." Daisy's eyelids were glued together, remembering something, and stubbornly refused to fall asleep.

Tony asked, "What?"

"Does your hand hurt?" Daisy asked softly.

She had completely closed her eyes and spoke like a raving, "I'm sorry, Dad."

Tony hugged his daughter and kissed the soft face: "I think you are more sorry for the carrot stew. Eat more when you wake up."

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Rhodes rushed to Stark's house with big bags and small bags on the second day of the fishing appointment.

The day before, he had heard that Daisy was sick, and he was in a hurry to come over to see the child. As a result, a senator called on the way, saying that there was a meeting, so he had to turn around and go back.

After the meeting, I called Tony and heard that Daisy was still in a bad mood, so I rushed over again today to see the child.

When the colonel entered, Daisy was sitting on the kitchen counter, stretching her neck to watch the old father in a cartoon apron cooking noodles.

Tony Stark's specialty dish is instant noodles, but it is very classic, and it will not be overcooked no matter what.

Wendy was worried about the lack of nutrition, so she made some other dishes that Daisy loved, but the little one in the family just wanted to eat the noodles cooked by Tony.

"Just cook a little, Dad." Daisy held up a finger.

Her fever has subsided, and she finally has a lively look on her face. She can run around and play, but she doesn't eat as much as before.

As an adult, I used to worry that my daughter would eat too much and spoil her stomach. Now that I think about it, it’s better to restore my previous appetite.

Tony went out to buy some snacks for his daughter. When he came back, he raised his hand to untie his tie. When he heard Daisy say that he wanted noodles, he raised his eyebrows: "You seem to appreciate my cooking skills, Miss Stark."

"Daddy doesn't want to burn the kitchen," Daisy said, "so just make simple noodles, okay?"

There are rare photos of the private room of the chairman in formal attire and cooking, and Benben, who cleans the kitchen, picked up the camera and snapped a lot of them.

Tuanzi felt a little happy when he saw his father cooking with sweat on his forehead.

"When a child is sick, it's a time when wishes are fulfilled," Missy said.

School will start soon, and Missy is calling to ask Daisy if she has done the observation assignment Sophia assigned.

But when she accidentally learned that Daisy was ill, Missy let out a long "oh" like an adult when she heard it. Although Daisy was not in front of her, Daisy seemed to be able to see her shaking her head on the other end of the phone.

"It's sad," Missy said.

Daisy, who was still recovering, suddenly felt a lot of concern, and comforted Missy in turn: "Don't be sad, okay? Dad said, I will be fine soon."

"Actually, I'm not that sad." Missy said, "If you hear someone else is sick, you have to act sad. This is polite."

She is such a polite child.

"However, I still hope you get well soon." Missy said, "You are my good friend. Sheldon thinks so too, because he is eavesdropping on my phone calls."

An angry retort quickly came from the other end of the phone: "I didn't eavesdrop on your phone call!"

Daisy hugged her phone and laughed.

Being sick is hard, but friends always make her happy.

Apart from caring for her, Missy did not forget to pass on to Daisy the experience of having fun while suffering in a short life: "If you want to buy sugar when you are sick, Mom and Dad will agree."

"My father would too," said Daisy.

"I'm willing to buy beautiful clothes." Missy said, "If you have a wish, you have to tell your father. Except for birthdays, it can be realized when you are sick."

Daisy has many wishes.

For example, go to the aquarium, don't work on Sunday, and buy Bob a banana balloon.

But when Tony came home, what Tuanzi wanted most was to ask his father to cook some noodles for him.

This is simply embarrassing the old iron.

Lao Tie was willing to accept such embarrassment, and at the moment he was rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, taking some soup from the pot to taste.

"How's the soup?" Daisy asked.

Tony then held out the spoon and let her have a taste too.

When Rhodes walked into the restaurant, he saw Daisy lying on the dining table, puffing her cheeks and cooling her face.

"What did you cook for Daisy?" Rhodes asked.

He put down the gift, went to hug the child, and said distressedly: "I lost weight."

"Forcibly sensationalizing is not good, Uncle Rhodes." Tony said.

Rhodes glared at him.

"Yesterday I heard that you had a fever. I was very anxious." When I turned to talk to Daisy, I was in a different way. Dad doesn't get much easier, and there are always emergencies."

Rhodes said stickily: "My Daisy can't eat, and neither can I."

Tony stroked his throat, afraid of nausea, and spit on his friend.

"I want to eat." Daisy patted the back of Rhode's hand lightly, "Uncle also wants to eat."

"Okay." Rhodes said.

He fed Daisy a mouthful of noodles and looked at the table.

"Is there any more noodles?" he asked.

"Father cooked noodles." Daisy said, "One plate."

With an "oh", Rhodes turned to look at Tony.

A friend of more than ten years, with a flick of his tail, Tony knew what he was going to do, folded his arms and snorted coldly: "You don't even think about it."

Without even thinking about it, the chairman put on his apron again, and cooked another plate of noodles with no expression on his face.

Rhodes sat next to Daisy, happily rolled a fork of noodles into his mouth, and just about to praise Tony for finally getting rid of the title of No.1 in the dark cooking world, the next second his expression became weird, like a fishbone stuck in his throat Here, neither spit nor swallow.

The virtuous Tony leaned lazily at the door of the kitchen, and raised his eyes at Rhodes: "Is the taste okay?"

"Daisy, you need to know." As expected of a colonel, the colonel abruptly swallowed the stale noodles in his mouth, and finally said to Daisy, "It's not your luck that you are your father's child, but his luck. "

"Why?" Daisy asked.

"Otherwise he would have been beaten to death by me," Rhodes said.

Daisy ate all the noodles cooked by Tony.

I was sick and locked up at home for two days. Tuanzi really wanted to go out to bask in the sun. Now her body temperature is normal, which is suitable for going out to play.

"Still fishing, Dad?" Daisy asked.

Tony was going to ask Daisy to stay at home for one more day, but when he saw the expectation on her face, he changed his words: "Do you want to go fishing?"

Daisy nodded: "Thought."

Rhodes counted just right, and followed Stark and his daughter to catch the fish that they didn't catch yesterday.

The inner lake for fishing is private, not far from Rhodes' house, and it can be reached in 10 minutes by car.

The trees are shaded, and there are umbrellas forming a piece by the lake. The golden sun is dancing on the lake, and the wind blowing from the woods is wrapped in fresh greenery. It is afternoon, but it is not very hot.

Tony squatted, baiting his daughter's hook.

"That's it," he said. "Throw the thread out."

Fishing requires patience.

Daisy is a very patient child. With a fishing rod, she can sit quietly by the lake for an afternoon.

The bait made by Rhodes should be delicious.But time passed bit by bit, but no fish came to bite her hook.

"dad."

Tony stared at the lake in a daze, and suddenly heard Daisy beside him calling softly: "Daddy."

She held the fishing rod with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, looking a little funny.

"What?" Tony asked.

"The fish know that the mouth will hurt if they bite the hook, so they don't come?" Daisy asked.

"It's not necessarily." Tony said "Hmm", thought carefully for a while, and whispered like Daisy, "Maybe I'm as full as you are."

"Father." Daisy said softly, "Maybe fish are afraid of pain."

After waiting for another 10 minutes, there were no fish to bite the bait, so Tony changed Daisy to a fishing net with a long pole attached to it.

"If there is movement, the light will turn on." The old father instructed, "When it turns on, you press the button, and the pole will shorten."

"Is it like this?" Daisy asked.

She pressed the button on the pole with her hand, and the net that had just been put into the lake flew up with a "swish", so close at hand.

"Wait a little longer..." Tony said.

But when he saw Daisy's little net filled with a frisky little fish, he stopped talking.

The daughter of the Stark family might become a world-famous fishing expert in the future.

This afternoon, Tony and Rhodes strangely didn't catch a single fish.

Occasionally, a fish bites the rod and lifts it, no matter how fast it is, only an empty hook is seen, the bait is gone, and the fish is gone.

Instead, it was Daisy who clicked the button and used the net to catch several fish that were as big as a man's palm.

Whether it is big or small, it is not enough to serve on the dining table.

Tuanzi sat on the ground, held the small bucket of fish and looked at it all afternoon, and finally dumped them all back into the lake.

"Father!" Daisy was very happy when she was about to drive back to Rhode's house with nothing to catch, her big eyes sparkled, and she gave a thumbs up, "Fishing is good!"

"I didn't take a single fish home, is it good?" Tony asked.

Daisy was about to nod, but she suddenly noticed something and turned her head to look behind her.

Behind is the woods.Nothing but trees.

"What are you looking at?" Tony asked.

The door is already open, just waiting for someone to get in.

"It's just a lot of trees." Daisy said.

She climbed into the car holding the car door and got into the safety seat.

I'm going to have dinner at Rhode's house tonight, and I'm going to stay at Rhode's house.

For Daisy, it was no different from being at her own home, and Rhodes even reserved a room for her.

"It's too late today to go to the Mexican restaurant." Rhodes said, "I didn't reserve a seat in advance, so I'll take you there next time."

The twilight is all in one.The stars gradually rise.

Rhodes groped in the kitchen for a long time, but he didn't see the dishes coming out. Daisy was playing with toys in the living room, and she inadvertently looked up and saw Tony reading a book, so she went to have a look too.

It's not a book, it's a photo album, some years old.

Tuanzi saw Tony and Rhodes who were younger than now in the photo, and reached out to touch: "It's Dad and Uncle!"

"You are such good friends, aren't you?" Daisy asked.

"It's just mutual harm." Tony said, "Don't look at Rhodes like that, in fact, no one wants to be friends with him, only I care about him."

"You can shut up." Rhodes came out with three plates, "Look at the air force and the navy, who else is willing to deal with you except me? I don't think you have forgotten Stan, he hates you to death. "

"Because he is Hydra." Tony said, "I'm not welcome, and you don't even believe it when you say it."

"Why don't I believe it?" Rhodes asked.

Perhaps he was too emotional, which affected the environment. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the lights on the ceiling flicker twice, and then the whole house was plunged into darkness.

"Tell you not to talk nonsense," Tony said.

He turned on the phone light and took a picture of his daughter: "What's going on?"

"Maybe it's tripped." Rhodes said, "Go and see."

"Why did I go?"

"Because you're the only one who cares about me." Rhodes was finally willing to put the three plates that seemed to be used for juggling on the small table in the living room, "I'm looking for a flashlight. Go quickly."

Tony left slowly.

Rhodes couldn't find the flashlight, but he found two candles, lit them on the table, and said to Daisy lying on the sofa, "Candlelight dinner, isn't it romantic?"

"It's like a birthday," Daisy said.

"Yes." Rhodes laughed.

He stood for a long time, and now he was finally able to sit on the sofa. He let out a sigh of relief when his butt touched the sofa, and bent down to loosen the mechanical exoskeleton supported by his legs.

Without the mechanical exoskeleton, his legs cannot move, and he has to use his hands to move the position.

I'm afraid it's uncomfortable to hang around like this all day.

"I'm so happy that you live here today," Rhodes said.

Daisy moved over and helped him press his leg.

Tony said that Rod's leg was seriously injured, so he couldn't walk like an ordinary person.

It used to be possible.

"You still know how to do this." Rhodes was a little surprised, "Did your father teach you?"

"Father's shoulders are uncomfortable, so please pinch them." Tuanzi made a facial gesture, "Is it Dad's fault that Uncle got hurt?"

The leg massage may not have been taught by Tony, but after Daisy said this, Rhodes knew that Tony must have said it.

"Don't listen to your dad," Rhodes said.

He lowered his eyes and pressed his legs: "How many years has it been? He thought I was hurt because of helping him, but luck is such a thing, who can say for sure. Tony Stark likes to take things on himself, doesn't he What a good habit."

"But Uncle said," said Daisy, "to beat Papa. Papa did something wrong, didn't he?"

Rhodes froze for a moment, and then realized that she had heard the jokes during the day. He couldn't laugh or cry, and hugged Daisy: "I still think about him when he is weak. But I'm not willing to fight. "

"Why?" Daisy asked.

The big eyes are really round and bright.

"He is my good friend." Rhodes said, "I have been here for so many years, what else can I do, let's live."

After Rhodes finished speaking, he looked up and found Tony standing at the door of the living room, holding a flashlight he found somewhere, like a ghost.

"What are you talking about?" Tony asked.

Rhode's face froze.

He quickly confirmed that the urge to kill his friend that came up in his heart was not an impulse, it caused thousands of harms, and Tony Stark was one of them. He grabbed the sofa pillow and threw it over: "Roll!"