Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 349

December 24th is the new year.

Wendy was doing the final decorations for Christmas in the villa, she was very busy, blowing the whistle with one hand, and directing the banana capsules to work with the other hand.

"Kevin, have you put the Christmas stickers on?" Wendy ran over to check.

Kevin is tearing up Santa Claus stickers, tearing them into a mess, and a map of the world is pasted on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wendy had to post it herself.

Behind her, a few minions, together with Benben, are pushing the decorated Christmas tree to the other side of the living room.

The bells on the Christmas tree swayed with a crisp and lively sound.

It is not without benefits to raise 67 minions - at least there is a lot of labor, and the family is also very lively, like a festival.

Amid all the noise, only Daisy and Thor calmly sat on the yoga mat and practiced yoga in front of the yoga teaching video on TV.

It has become a habit for Thor to come uninvited, and he has been particularly diligent recently. The country is stable and the people are safe. He also has a lot of free time to visit relatives and friends in Midgard.

"Five body prostration..." said on TV.

Thor and Daisy, who were full of disillusionment with life, lay down on the yoga mat into two flat pancakes.

"Hips up, knees on the ground, belly out..."

Thor and Daisy then formed a raised letter on the ground.

"Exhale..."

"Breathe..."

The old father walked in and saw the two breathing on the yoga mat, not as if they were doing exercise, but as if they were watching two accidentally stranded fish.

"Breathe again..." said in the TV.

Daisy took a deep breath into her small chest, and immediately smelled the burnt aroma of fried potato lattices, and immediately bounced up, raised her head to look, and found that it was her father who was eating a snack, and ran away wheezing, stretching out her hand to tell the adults want one.

"You traitor," Thor said.

Daisy ate so deliciously that he finally couldn't continue his yoga, so he sat down on the mat and asked Daisy to share the delicious food.

"Do you feel that you are not flexible enough?" Tony said, "Or are you planning to maintain your health?"

While talking, two minions ran over with a whimper.

"I'm very flexible." Thor said, "I'm just a little confused and want to calm down."

"Then you should read Buddhist scriptures."

"Isn't it messy enough for me to be a god of Asgard for Christmas?" Thor asked.

He ate the potato griddle very quickly, and wanted to fight Daisy for the last one, but he failed to grab the last one. He clapped his hands: "I've been dreaming lately."

"Dream what?" Tony asked.

"Chaos collided, the sky collapsed." Thor recalled the dream, subconsciously frowned, obviously it was not a pleasant dream, "I haven't had the same dream for a long time, the last time I did this was in..."

"What?" Tony asked.

"It's nothing." Thor stopped the topic, "I still have snacks."

Wendy wants to hide the gifts for Daisy and Tony under the Christmas tree.

But when she opened the small fence, she found that there was already a gift box inside, which was wrapped in colorful drawing paper.

The words written crookedly in crayons on the wrapping paper were Daisy's.

Wendy seemed to have uncovered some secret, she couldn't help but look around cautiously like a thief.

Daisy is not here.

She had done yoga with Thor for a long time, and she had a flat stomach, and they made an appointment to look through the refrigerator at home.

Wendy picked up the gift and looked at it.

She didn't want to steal the child's surprise, but she was dazzled by suspicion, because it said that this gift was for mother, and when she picked it up, it was indeed true.

The Soul Gem probably isn't Christmassy either.

This does not prevent Daisy from quietly and carefully preparing gifts for her mother, even though Daisy doesn't even know where the soul gem is walking in the universe at this moment.

Speaking of which, the last time the Soul Gem came to Stark's house was this winter.

Now Her Lady Queen can not only stand at the gate and knock on the door, but also know how to greet people proactively. Although it is only a slight glance, it is really a great improvement.

Daisy is very happy every time her mother comes.

Tuanzi used to think he didn't have a mother, but later he found out that he did, and cherished it like cherishing the last bite of cake. This mother always comes and goes like the wind, and he never knows when the next time we will meet.

"You want to see me?" said the soul gem, "you can fly out of the earth to find me."

For Daisy, who can only fly up trees, this requirement is a bit too high.

Having said that, the soul gem was finally delivered to the door by himself, and the number of visits to his daughter has been much more than before.

The only regret is that she doesn't stay long each time.

Stark's house has enough rooms, not to mention one gem, a hundred gems can live there.

Wendy accidentally dared to say this to the Soul Gem, but the Soul Gem didn't speak, and glanced at her coldly.

The space gem had a playful smile beside it: "Too many gems gathered in the same place is not a good thing."

"Is that so?" Wendy asked.

"There are a lot of people in this universe who love to play treasure hunting games." Space Gem said, "I have been robbed many times."

Looking back on the time when I was contested by others, I was a little shy.

Daisy kind of wants to spend Christmas with her mother.

"Wendy cooks a lot of dishes!" Duanzi and Soul Gem mentioned the joy of spending Christmas at home, "There are also fireworks, which is very beautiful."

She also invited her mother to New York on Christmas Day.

In the end, the Soul Stone didn't say it was coming, nor did it say it wouldn't come.

Wendy put Daisy's gift back in its place.

In the kitchen, Lei Shen was fighting for the last fish sausage with the four-year-old child.

"Guessing fist." Thor stretched out his casserole-sized fist, and said to Daisy, "Guess whether I want rock-scissors or paper, and if you guess right, I'll give it to you."

Daisy flew in the air, circling around to observe Thor's fist: "It's a stone!"

Thor laughed loudly: "I want to make cloth."

The god got the last fish sausage by fooling the child.

Daisy was willing to give it too, but she stood below, watching Thor's eyes full of desire as he ate, like a big light bulb with hundreds of watts, it was hard to ignore.

Thor opened his mouth for a long time, and finally gave Daisy the uneaten snack.

Baby Daisy took the fish sausage and happily peeled the skin.

The big eyes of the God of Thunder were obviously also hard to ignore, with an adult watching beside her, Daisy couldn't eat alone with peace of mind.

She broke the fish sausage in half and gave it to Thor: "Would you like to share it together?"

Time flies, and in a few hours the bleak winter sun will set over the mountains.

"So you just want Santa to put a lottery ticket in your stocking this year?" Thor asked Daisy.

Daisy nodded, "Yes."

"You know when I was a kid, I looked forward to receiving gifts every birthday," Thor said, "I even made myself a gift storage place—right next to the bed."

"For one of my birthdays, I got Mjolnir, which was given to me by my father." An intoxicated expression appeared on Thor's face, "I want to say that it is one of the best gifts in the whole world. As for A gift from my mother..."

Immediately, he became less intoxicated, and sighed heavily, "I still don't know what she gave me. Loki replaced the presents with snakes."

"But you like snakes," said Daisy.

Thor said, "I like snakes, but that's different."

He suddenly felt that receiving Mjolnir was very different from receiving a lottery ticket, so he asked Daisy with his chin in his hand, "Apart from lottery tickets, do you want anything else?"

"But the socks are too small to pretend to be my mother," Daisy said.

"So you miss your mother." Thor said.

"I still miss Aunt Xiaona, and I also miss Uncle Steve." Baby Daisy said softly, "When will we have dinner together?"

Steve has been gone for a really long time.

Daisy also wrote a letter to the former old car factory, inviting everyone to have Christmas dinner together in the letter, but she never received a reply.

Wait until the snow falls, wait until the snow melts.

"Oh," said Thor, "poor little Stark."

The dinner on Christmas Eve was extraordinarily sumptuous, with two more mouths for Rhodes and Thor, and more dishes than in previous years.

Daisy picked up her juice and toasted her father.

"Is Santa really coming today, Daddy?" Daisy asked.

Tony said, "It will come."

"Come quietly?" Daisy thought for a while, "Jarvis will find him."

The old father put a piece of meat on his daughter's plate: "Jarvis will pretend he didn't see it."

"But we don't have windows, Dad," said Daisy.

The older the child, the smarter he is.

And the old father responded fluently: "Then I will leave a window for him to open."

Daisy was satisfied.

After dinner, the grown-ups talked in the drawing room, and Daisy played by herself in the playroom.

Rhodes looked at the time, thinking that Daisy was asleep, and wanted to go to the bedroom to see the child, and even boasted that Daisy didn't need to be coaxed to sleep today.

As a result, when I went in, Daisy was lying on the window sill, not sleeping at all.

"Hey." Rhodes said softly, "What are you doing?"

"Why hasn't Santa Claus come yet?" Daisy turned her head and asked in confusion.

"He won't come until you're asleep," Rhodes said.

He couldn't help laughing: "Is that why you want lottery tickets?"

"No, Uncle." Daisy still leaned back to wait for Santa Claus by the window, "I'm just waiting for Santa Claus to bring my mother, and Aunt Cortana, and Uncle Steve."

"Ah..." Rhodes hesitated to speak.

"I just made a wish." Daisy said, "In the kindergarten, Missy said she wanted to make a wish."

"Then they might come." Rhodes hugged Daisy and wrapped her in a quilt on the small bed, "If they didn't come, it might be because Santa Claus has too many presents and we didn't have time to notify you today, so we also Don't be disappointed, okay?"

"Okay." Daisy said.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at the ceiling persistently, trying to keep seeing Santa Claus coming.

Rhodes sang her a lullaby softly.

It's a pity that the colonel's singing was a bit unpleasant, and Tuanzi fell asleep in order not to continue listening.

"Is she not going to sleep?" Tony asked, who was sitting on the sofa drinking with Thor when Rhodes came out.

Rhodes smiled and shook his head: "She has many people in mind."

The three big men drank a lot of wine in the living room, and only waited for Daisy to sleep soundly before going in to pack presents for her.

Tony always wanted to keep listening to Thor's dreams.

Thor wanted to do yoga while recalling that no mature man would sit with him, so he couldn't help recalling the benefits of Daisy.

He had just laid the yoga mat on the floor when he heard Jarvis say, "Sir, you have guests."

Rhodes joked: "Could it be that Santa Claus is really here?"

However, when Jarvis opened the door, the colonel choked on the joke when he saw several people coming into the room, and became very surprised.

"Perhaps..." he murmured, "Maybe there is a Santa Claus."

On the Rainbow Pony bed in the children's room, the soft quilt is gently undulating.

Daisy saw her mother in her dream and had dinner with her.

If the Soul Gem hadn't forced the child to eat a plate of ashes she made herself, the dream might have been a little more beautiful.

"If you don't eat, you won't grow taller." The mother still said so in her dream.

Baby Daisy couldn't help but struggle in his heart, struggled and struggled, opened his eyes, and woke up from the dream.

The warm yellow bedside lamp was dimly on.

Daisy was a little dazed and wanted to continue sleeping, but heard rustling noises in the room.

She rubbed her eyes and saw a tall figure standing at the bottom of the bed, furtively tinkering with her Christmas stocking.

The blond hair is so gentle under the light.

Daisy was startled, and then noticed the color of the man's hair, instantly became happy, rolled over, and wanted to call her mother.

But looking at it again, the man can't shine, his hair is short, his shoulders are broad, and his back muscles are still well developed.

"Who is coming to my house?" Daisy asked.

The man paused as he stuffed the gift, and realized that the child had woken up. He turned around, and there was a messed-up helpless smile in his blue eyes.

He whispered softly, "Merry Christmas, Daisy."