Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 491

After Daisy's birthday party was over, the guests went back to their homes, but this time Steve stayed.

Natasha also wants to stay, but she is best at clichés, and there is a character in Southeast Asia waiting for her with a tight mouth that is difficult to pry open. If you delay for a second, the information will be gone, so she needs to go as soon as possible.

"See you next time." Natasha said to Daisy, "I'll bring you special products."

Daisy said: "I don't want special products, so I want you to come back soon?"

While eating the cake, Daisy gave Natasha the birthday card made of chocolate on the cake, hoping it would bring good luck to Natasha.

"I will come back as soon as possible." Natasha said to Daisy, "Please take care of him for two days, okay?"

The "he" in Natasha's mouth refers to Steve who also stood by the door to see him off.

Steve touched his nose helplessly: "I thought I became an adult seven or eighty years ago."

"I will take care of Uncle." Daisy said.

Natasha kissed Daisy again, turned and left.

So Baby Daisy leaned against the door and bid farewell. After watching Natasha's back leave, she turned around and faced two relatively speechless big men.

Tony also came out to see Natasha off.

This was the first time that only Steve was a guest at Stark's house. He didn't speak at the moment, and Tony didn't speak either, as if he was going to give the right to speak to the air.

Air also loves silence, passing the mic to each other's breaths instead.

This is really embarrassing.

The estrangement between Tony and Steve is far from as deep as before, but after a long separation, they couldn't find a common topic for a while.

Until Tony found that Daisy was silent and staring at the two of them.

"What's your business, ma'am?" Tony asked.

"I thought we were going to play a game, Dad," said Daisy, "just don't talk or move."

Natasha left late at night, Daisy was still a little sad, but when she saw her father and uncle being so weird, her sadness was temporarily forgotten.

Tony coughed, and Steve coughed too.

Tony said, "It's not a game."

He asked Daisy to take a bath, change clothes, and play a little longer before going to bed.

Tomorrow is Saturday, Daisy doesn't have to go to school, so she can go to bed later.

In the living room, dining room, and kitchen, the minions are cleaning up the balloons, eggs, and food scraps left over from the birthday party.

Tony didn't ask why Steve was left alone, he just said to Steve: "You are very familiar with the house, you can do whatever you want, the sheets in the room are freshly changed, you can sleep on it."

Steve looks at the busy Minions and rolls up his sleeves to join them.

Daisy was going to take a shower, but when she saw Steve like this, she also rolled up her sleeves to help the minions clean up together.

Daisy is a person who keeps her promise. Natasha asks Daisy to take care of Steve, and Daisy will take good care of Steve.

Although, as Tony said, Steve has been here many times, is familiar with everything in the Stark house, and can take good care of himself, Daisy still worries a lot.

"Uncle, let me bring you a good pillow." Daisy said.

After taking a shower, she walked in from the outside in soft pajamas, hugging a big pillow, and said to Steve, who was also drying his hair after taking a shower, "It's big and soft."

Just as Steve was about to say thank you, he heard Daisy say, "Papa's favorite. He has two. I'll give you one."

"Okay, thank you," Steve said, "but let's put the pillow back with your dad."

"Then here is my pillow," said Daisy, "but my pillow is very small."

"I just want a normal pillow," Steve said.

Daisy went back the same way with the pillow in her arms, and after a while, she dragged two boxes of things with a small train, one was snacks, the other was magazines, game consoles, turntables on the gaming table and so on.

"Here." Daisy said, "Uncle, these are for you."

"Thank you." Steve said, "Okay, let me take a look, this turntable..."

He won't use it.

He is so smart, of course it is very easy to learn, but 70 years ago he had no contact with it, and 70 years later he is busy adapting to modern society, and just after adapting, he has various things to do, fighting for them, for the United States, for World battles, of course there is no time to put the little beads in the turntable and wait to see the count.

"Maybe just give me a book," Steve said.

"Maybe we watch TV together," Daisy said.

"Okay." Steve patted the sofa to make room for Daisy, "You sit here."

Daisy likes to watch the news, and so does Steve.

A relaxed and happy night is best for watching some lighthearted social news, such as who accidentally locked himself in the toilet and had to call the police for help, which makes people feel deeply sympathetic and at the same time laugh at the person who was helpless at the time I smile.

Daisy sat next to Steve, wrapped in her duckling blanket.

Tony was going to go into the living room to remind Daisy to go to bed, but he stood at the door and saw Daisy and Steve watching TV together, opened his mouth, silently backed out without saying anything.

The old father didn't see clearly that Daisy wasn't actually watching the news at this moment.

Her head rests on Steve's arm, her eyes closed, and she falls asleep to the sound of the newscast being turned down.

Steve thought about whether to make milk powder when Daisy's head was biting, but now it seems that he doesn't have to.

This may be a good thing, after all, he still hasn't made much progress in making milk powder.

"I'll put you in the bedroom to sleep, okay?" He turned off the TV and asked Daisy in a low voice.

Daisy was fast asleep and heard nothing.

Steve then wrapped Daisy gently in a blanket, carried the baby, and went to the children's bedroom. When he entered the door, he wanted to turn on the light with his elbow, but the light in the room turned on before him.

"Thanks, buddy," Steve said softly.

The butler said: "It's nothing, Mr. Rogers, this is my duty."

It is the butler's job to take good care of the young lady, not Steve's.

However, Steve was still very happy to take care of Daisy. He gently put the child down and covered him with a quilt. When Daisy moved when the quilt was covered, he thought that he was going to wake the child up. Will be pulled by the horns.

quiet night.

No sneaking, no hiding, no fist fighting.

All he had to do was just sit there quietly, watching a child who had grown up under his watch fall asleep.

Daisy slept soundly, her face was pink, she probably dreamed of something good, her big eyes were still crooked in her sleep.

Steve looked at her with a smile on his lips.

If he had children, he would probably be as cute as this.

If he had.

When Tony got up on Saturday morning, he found himself alone in the house.

The breakfast table was empty, and Wendy said that Steve and Daisy got up early in the morning to exercise outside.

Daisy has to take care of her uncle and take him outside to play, and Steve has to take care of Daisy to prevent her from being abducted, so these two people who take care of each other take care of each other and go out.

Daisy and Steve had already run laps in the small park while the abandoned father was having breakfast at home.

"How is it?" Steve asked the little figure following him, "Can you still keep up?"

Daisy, full of energy, replied as she ran, "Keep up, Uncle!"

"One more lap?" Steve asked.

Daisy said happily: "Okay!"

Life lies in exercise. If you run twice in the morning, all the cells in your body will be mobilized, and you will feel comfortable when you stop to rest.

Steve and Daisy rest on a bench after stretching.

Steve unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, handed the bottle to Daisy, and opened a bottle for himself.

One big and one small drank gurglingly.

"Dad, do you take the kids out to exercise?" An old man passed by, saw the two of them, and said with a smile, "That's great."

"It's my friend's kid," Steve said.

"Really?" said the old man, "You guys look alike."

Daisy and Steve just looked at each other and laughed.

"Because Uncle has blond hair, and I have blond hair," Daisy said, "and blue eyes."

"Your eyes are better than mine," Steve said.

"You know, 70 years ago, I was a malnourished little man." He said to Daisy, "Although I exercised every day and wanted to strengthen my body, I was still too weak. Then I joined the army..."

Steve told Daisy about his life in the army a long time ago. Speaking of running, the intensity of today's morning exercise is nothing compared to that in the army. He told Daisy how he crossed the barbed wire and how he met a group of brothers.

Daisy listened intently.

Those are past events that no longer come, narrated by the few people who know the past events, spanning a century, and still fresh.

"Will it be a little boring?" Steve asked Daisy.

Daisy shook her head: "No."

She was just a little puzzled: "Uncle, why do you always talk about your life many years ago, but not your current life, nor your future life?"

Steve paused.

The words he was about to say were also retracted, and they froze on his lips, replacing the sound with silence.

It may be difficult to tell a small child, and it may be difficult to tell anyone.

It's hard to explain clearly, it's hard to speak out.

The lover who lives in the memory of the past is gone, the best friend is far away, and the person who shared the past with Steve Rogers is either old or gone, and he is still here alone.

Captain America wants to tell "his" life and doesn't know where to start.

His life was given to others, then was, and still is.Take up the shield, don't fight for yourself, then and now.

Natasha felt that Steve had been running around enough, and he wanted to live a life of his own after running around, so he left Steve at Stark's house to rest.

Tony knew Natasha's intentions, and Steve knew it himself.

For himself, after a long period of chewing, all the difficult things became unnecessary.

Steve was silent for a while, and laughed when Daisy stretched out her hand to shake his eyes: "The previous life was very unforgettable. The current life is also very good. I don't know what will happen in the future, so don't think about it."

"Will you have a baby?" Daisy asked.

"Probably not." Steve said, "But don't worry, there are already many cute babies in the world."

"Dad said that our life will get better and better." Daisy said, "When it gets better and better, Dad, Uncle and Auntie won't have to be very busy."

"Yes." Steve said, "That's right."

Daisy lowered her head to drink her water, took two sips, and asked, "What do you want for lunch, Uncle?"

"I'd like some chocolate after dinner," Steve said. "What do you think?"

"Not for me, but for you." Daisy asked, "Do you think it's okay?"

Steve said, "I feel fine."

Daisy nodded: "That's good."

She lowered her head again, took a sip of water, and suddenly said, "Uncle, don't worry."

Steve laughed again: "What am I worried about?"

"If you're old and don't have a baby, will I take care of you?" Daisy asked, "I'll take care of my dad, and Aunt Xiaona, and I'll take care of you too."

"Will you take care of me when I'm 70 years old, my hair is gray and I can't speak?" Steve asked.

"Yes." Daisy said.

"Very good." Steve said, "Thank you. Fortunately, I am over 90 years old now, and my body is still very strong."

"It doesn't count when you're sleeping," Daisy said.

"Okay." Steve said.

He looked up and looked at the sun through the shadows of the trees overhead.

In golden autumn, most of the leaves have fallen, and the sun is still strong and powerful, not being overwhelmed by the gradually cooling wind, which made him squint his eyes slightly.

Steve said that Daisy's eyes were prettier than his. In fact, his own azure eyes were already pretty. After many years, they still retain their original clarity and firmness.

Steve didn't know what to think, and smiled again.

"Uncle, what funny thing are you thinking?" Daisy asked.

"No." Steve said softly, "I was thinking, my old age life might be very interesting."

"It will be very happy." Daisy said.

"Yes." Steve said, "It will be very happy."

"However, you are still young now, so I will take care of you first." He volunteered to Daisy, for the sake of taking care of the child in the future, "Tonight, I will take care of your milk powder." Clubbing."

Daisy's back stiffened, thinking of Steve's failed method of frothing milk until the last time, she looked embarrassed.

"How is it?" Steve asked.

"Uncle, I welcome you to take care of me." Daisy said softly, "Please ask Dad to take care of my milk powder."