Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 318

Kindergarten has started for one month, and summer is coming to an end.

The cool days of soaking in the big swimming pool and drinking iced milkshakes will soon be gone forever. Although it is still hot during the day, the wind blows up at night, which already brings a slight coolness. Daisy looks at the moon on the balcony, always adding A light coat.

Don't look at the moon tonight.

Daisy stood on Tony's armor display stand, followed her father's instructions, raised her arms and spun around.

"Slow down." With a stylus in his hand, Tony scribbled on the board, with a pencil pinned to his ear, and finally tapped his daughter, "Yes, stop."

"Dad is like a grandpa who makes clothes." Daisy said.

"It's good to make clothes, but it's fine for the old man." Tony said.

He asked Jarvis to make a 3D model of the hand armor according to the modified data, moved the image over, and put it on his daughter's arm.

Just right.

"There is a side wing added to the shoulder, which can effectively cushion the fall." Tony said, "But I hope I won't use it for the time being."

He develops armor for himself, and also wants to give Daisy another armor. The child is already grown up, and the equipment needs to be upgraded.

"If you choose a stable career in the future, I will give you a lot of financial support." The old father said, "Journalist, doctor, animal breeder...whatever."

"Little animals are fine," Daisy said, "but I'll be a big hero like Daddy, okay?"

"Your idea is dangerous, ma'am." Tony put the pen in his mouth, folded his arms and looked up at the sky for a moment.

Seeing that his daughter was not happy because his daughter wanted to be a hero, he thought for a while, lowered his head, met those big blue eyes, like the sky reflecting the ground, and said, "Then your battle suit must be made by me. "

"Isn't it nice to be a normal person?" Tony asked.

"All right, Dad?" Daisy asked back.

"It's good." Tony said, "It's just that it's easy to fall asleep."

"If I read you a story, you'll fall asleep quickly," said Daisy.

She folded her two small hands next to her cheeks as a pillow for her head.

"That's right." The father said, "It's time to go to bed now, you still have to go to school tomorrow."

He stretched out his arms, embraced his daughter, and hugged his daughter in his arms. He lowered his head and sniffed the soft fragrance of shampoo on the little blond hair.

"What story are you going to tell today?" Daisy asked.

"What story do you want to hear?" Tony said, "Why don't you tell me..."

When Dad spoke, the Adam's apple on his neck moved like a sliding walnut.

Tuanzi quietly reached out to touch it, but was soon caught and grabbed by Tony's big hand.

Dad's palm is wide and the finger pulp is thick. There is a shallow scar on the palm of the hand, which was cut not long ago, and it is only now recovering.

"Would you like to tell the story of Captain Jack Sparrow?" Daisy asked.

"I don't know Captain Jack Sparrow," Tony said.

While talking, he passed the living room with his daughter in his arms, and when he heard the sound of tinkling, he glanced inadvertently, but when he saw it, he immediately stood still.

Then the old father's face turned black: "Why don't you tell a story about Kevin being fined by me for a month and not being able to eat bananas."

On the floor of the living room, there are many parts and tools scattered all over the place. Minion Kevin stands in the center, dismantles the TV remote control, and is putting one of his favorite parts into a small round ball.

"Boom!" Kevin said triumphantly.

But when he heard Tony's words, he was shocked. He turned his head and looked at the door of the living room. Little red dot on top.

Kevin let out an "ow", and then he sprinted for [-] meters in the living room like a pot of wriggling insects being dumped on his head.

"Why is Kevin like this?" Daisy asked suspiciously.

She soon understood what was going on.

The metal ball beeped for a few seconds and then stopped.

Others don't think it's strange. Tony himself is from a military background, and he is very familiar with it. His body froze, he put his daughter on the ground, and imitated Kevin in sprinting over [-] meters, picking up the ball, opening the window, and throwing discus. With a heroic gesture, throw the ball into the distant night sky.

Then there was a bang, and a cluster of magnificent artillery fire exploded.

The power is not small.

"Daddy's great," Kevin murmured behind Tony's back.

He was a little happy that his weapon was successfully manufactured, and his big white teeth were exposed, but when he saw the expression on Tony's face, his smile gradually disappeared, and he clamped his butt in a desperate manner.

That night, Kevin was fined to stand in the living room for an hour.

Daisy's bedtime story is gone, because Tony is really a little angry, not only punishing Kevin for standing, but also verbally reprimanding him.

"Look at your masterpiece, little genius." The old father said seriously, "If it wasn't the air that exploded just now, but your head, would you still be as happy as you are now?"

Minions always like to make weapons, and I don’t know where the talent comes from. They can do well without a teacher. They live in Stark’s house, with Tony as an example, and they learn more easily. Just a shrinking gun It's enough, and now we still have to make such a dangerous lethal weapon.

"But, Dad..." Kevin wanted to argue.

Tony said, "No but."

Both sides of Kevin's face bulged.

"You don't want to listen to me." Tony said, "Then I won't care about you in the future."

He asked Kevin to calm down in the living room for an hour and think about the wrong thing he did tonight.

After Tony left, Kevin was alone in the living room, crying.

Daisy is worried about Kevin.

When the old father taught the little yellow man, he told her to go back to the room to sleep first. She lingered at the door of the living room, walked slowly back to the bedroom, climbed into the small bed, and covered the quilt, but she couldn't fall asleep.

When he counted the hundred sheep for the second time with his eyes open, Tony walked in.

He sat beside Daisy's crib, turned down the brightness of the night light, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

"Dad." The small quilt buried half of Daisy's face, she moved inside, pulled down the quilt, and asked softly, "Is Kevin okay?"

"It's okay." Tony said.

"He's just a little naughty, but he hasn't turned bad," said Daisy.

Tony lowered his head and kissed Daisy on the forehead: "I know he's not bad."

"If he does a good job of self-reflection but is still very sad, will you kiss him, Dad?" Tuanzi put his little hand on Tony's face and stroked his beard.

Daisy was also a little sad when she reflected on her mistakes, but as long as the father gave her a kiss, love healed her heart.

"Okay." Tony said, "But if you're not sleeping yet, I have one more thing to worry about, Miss Stark."

"I want to sleep." Daisy immediately closed her eyes tightly.

She wanted to pretend to be asleep, but she really fell asleep slowly while pretending.

child.

Looking at his daughter's sleeping face, Tony curved his lips and smiled.

He quickly remembered Kevin in the living room, stood up, and went to take a look outside.

As a result, when he entered the living room, the floor was tidied up, but the little yellow man was not in the original place.

In less than an hour, I couldn't bear it anymore and ran back to the ground.

child.

"Kevin is crying," Jarvis said.

Tony said "Oh" with a pale face, and he didn't intend to go underground to drag Kevin up to continue the punishment of self-reflection.

Counting the time, it's already too late.

He sat on the sofa and wanted to watch TV, but remembered that the remote control had been torn apart by Kevin, so he asked Jarvis to turn on the screen.

The smart housekeeper tuned to the financial channel, and Tony felt a little bored, and then tuned to the comedy channel, the actors' smiles were mixed, and he was still bored watching them.

"Wendy made banana pudding this afternoon." Tony said suddenly, "Did Daisy eat all of it?"

Kevin packs his bags in the underground Minion Paradise.

He was very sad, and he made the weapon to help Daisy and Tony achieve their grand plan one day. If there is no grand plan, it is still good to resist the attack of the bad guys, but Tony doesn't seem to understand.

The bomb won't hurt anyone, and after a timed explosion, it will release a strong slime that sticks the bad guys to the wall.

Tony was in a fit of anger, so don't listen to Kevin's explanation. Kevin felt that it was useless to explain. He stood there, the more he reflected, the more wronged he became. Now he ran back and shed tears quietly.

It's bedtime for the minions, and the beds are full of sleeping banana capsules.

Bob woke up in the dream of dancing hula with the bikini girl, heard the rustling sound, opened his eyes and saw that it was Kevin packing his things.

"Why don't you sleep, Kevin?" Bob asked.

Kevin wiped away his tears, and had packed a full package. Hearing Bob's question, he said loudly, "I'm leaving."

"Let's go, okay." Bob's sleepiness came up again, his eyelids drooped, "Okay, goodbye."

The Stark house was asleep in the quiet and beautiful moonlight.

No one noticed a short figure slipping out of the house.

With the burden on his back, Kevin rode on his tricycle, twisted the handle, and disappeared into the woods.

Once you leave, you may never come back.

Kevin turned his head and glanced at the home where he had lived for a long time.

He was aggrieved at first, but now he was a little sad. He lowered his head and hurried on his way, no longer thinking about Tony and Daisy.

The tricycle drove for a long time, and finally got out of Stark's private territory and drove onto the main road.

Kevin took out the map and hesitated where to go, but unexpectedly a black Aston Martin drove up from a distance and stopped in front of him.

The car door opened, and a man with glasses in a suit and leather shoes stepped out.

"Oh, oh, it's you, the yellow dwarf who is following Anthony, I've been paying attention to you for a long time." The man's lens shone slightly under the reflection of the moonlight, looking at Kevin with a mysterious smile, "Listen It is said that you like to follow bad guys, Iron Man has a lot of black history, but he seems not qualified enough, and the righteous deeds he is doing now are also despised."

He stretched out his hand to Kevin: "And I'm a hundred times worse than him."