Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

"When I grow up, I want to be like my father and be a great hero." Daisy said to Wendy.

When the weather gradually cooled, Wendy started to weave blankets.

Blanket weaving is a technical job. Although Wendy's hands are very skillful, she still wove crookedly at the beginning, not like a blanket but like a rag.

Ashamed, she put away the dishcloth that had failed, and reinvigorated herself, determined to weave another successful one.

"If you learn it, I will knit another piece for you." Wendy said.

It's time for Tony to go to work and Daisy and Wendy to stay home.

Daisy had already had afternoon tea, burped happily, and watched the sun set on the balcony with Wendy. Speaking of her father who was always busy, Daisy reviewed her determination to be a hero when she grew up.

"Are you a hero to help Dad, or a hero to help others?" Wendy asked.

Daisy felt that there seemed to be no great difference between the two.

"I think it's probably the difference between protecting Mr. Stark and protecting all innocent people," Wendy said.

Daisy thought about it and said, "I want to help my father, and I want to help everyone."

"Okay." Wendy said, "Then you must first learn the skills and protect yourself."

"Is Wendy going to be a hero?" Daisy asked.

"Me?" Wendy laughed.

She was distracted by this smile, two stitches were messed up in her hands, and she had to dismantle the whole row of threads and reweave them.

"I can't be a hero." She said, "I just want to be my little man with peace of mind."

"Is it nice to be a little guy?" Daisy asked.

"Little people are ordinary." Wendy said, "Without superpowers, they won't be super rich. They appear quietly and disappear quietly. If they don't associate with big people, they won't even leave their names when they disappear."

Daisy opened her eyes wide: "Why?"

"It's not too much." Wendy said, "The life of a great hero is magnificent, and the life of a small person is peaceful, which is very good."

"Actually, little people are not easy." She added, "In a wonderful story, when a big hero grows up, he has to go through many little people's sacrifices first."

When disaster strikes, the first to sacrifice is always the little one.

But ordinary, unnamed little people are also important.

They are family members, friends, lovers, teachers, classmates, neighbors, and they are indispensable people who are rooted in our lives.

When Daisy was taken away by the soldiers again, her tears stopped flowing.

With those big eyes, she stared at the wall that buried Wendy, and the gradually fiercer fire.

The fire burned her eyes red.

The soldier who was holding Daisy and hurried to the car suddenly felt something strange in his arms, looked down, and suddenly turned pale with shock——

"Has Daisy eaten?" Tony asked Pep.

Two days after the disaster, the world has changed drastically.

The number of casualties and property losses in this war is still being calculated, reconstruction work has not yet started, and the government is looking for resettlement places for many people who have lost their homes.

The hospital is also full, and the doctors and nurses are busy.

The Stark family was not affected, but Tony was also injured a little bit, so he had to take medicine obediently.

Other heroes were also injured. After all, the battle was at the forefront, and they received the most damage and impact. With super powers and super equipment, they still couldn't avoid the pain of flesh and blood.

But if possible, Tony would rather suffer a hundred times more for his daughter to feel better.

It was not Tony who was going to stay in the hospital now, but Daisy.

Daisy hadn't stayed in the hospital for so long, she was not in good spirits, and she didn't eat well.

Everyone was very worried when they saw it, and Tony was the most worried.

Everyone remembers Tony's expression when he rushed to the scene and saw Daisy.

Can't bear to take a second look.

"Eat." Pep said, "I just woke up, and I finished half of the meal, and Natasha is with her."

Pepper rushed back from Europe at the first time, and took care of the big and small matters inside and outside Stark's house, so that Tony would have more time to accompany Daisy.

"Still crying?" Tony asked.

"No." Pep shook his head and said, "I still have nightmares, and my name is Wendy."

Tony looked away.

"Don't blame yourself." Pep stroked Tony's shoulder with his hand.

The father took a deep breath and changed the subject: "Simpson said Daisy's fever has gone away."

"Yes." Pep said, "So I feel better today."

Tony reached into his pocket and held something that had been ironed warm in his pocket. After a moment of silence, he said, "I have a present for her to see."

In the children's ward, Daisy was nestled in Natasha's arms, holding a hand-woven blanket tightly with her little hands.

It is said to be a blanket, but it is really only the size of two palms, and the stitches were wrong, so the knitting was not successful.

Daisy's eyes gradually filled with tears.

Seeing her sad, Natasha felt sad too, bowed her head and kissed the child.

She could speak many languages, none of which could erase the trauma, and she knew in her heart that if it had been her at that time, she would have made the same choice as Wendy.

Thousands of words came to her lips, looking at Daisy who was crying, Natasha could only repeat one sentence: "It's all over, it will be fine."

"I'm sorry I wasn't by your side." Natasha's eyes turned red.

Daisy looked up and saw that Natasha was about to cry. She was obviously still very sad, but she tried her best to hold back her tears and wiped Natasha's eyes with her small hands.

"It's okay, Aunt Xiaona." Daisy said with tears in her eyes.

She immediately thought of something, and the tears she was holding back couldn't help it, and fell again, big drops fell on the clothes.

"Dad said, if he leaves me, I will live a good life." Daisy said, "Wendy also said..."

Wendy also said that death is not such a terrible thing.

"Are you afraid of death?" Wendy asked Daisy.

"I'm not afraid." Daisy said, "I just don't want my father to die, I don't want my mother to die, I don't want my uncle to die, I don't want Aunt Xiaona to die, I don't want you to die, I don't want many people to die."

"But people are always going to die." Wendy said.

Daisy just took a breath and took a big breath, feeling a little sad in her heart, trying to pretend that she wasn't so sad so that Wendy wouldn't see it.

Wendy could still see it, smiled, and said: "For me, if I die, I don't suffer, but go to Neverland."

"Neverland?" Daisy asked.

"I'm Wendy." Wendy said, "I've already found my Peter Pan, he will never grow old, and when I die, I will live with him in the never-ending island, If you think about it that way, you don’t have to be sad.”

"Did you really go to Neverland?" Daisy asked, "Papa said that you will turn into a star and go to the sky."

"Everyone has a place for everyone." Wendy said, "For me, I just transformed into another form and stay with the person I like forever."

She said: "I will be with you forever."

"How do I stay with me forever?" Daisy asked.

Wendy smiled but didn't answer.

Tony opened the door to the children's ward and saw his daughter, who had finished crying and was wiping her eyes with a handkerchief.

As soon as Daisy saw her father, she held out her arms for a hug.

Tony hugged the baby, felt that the baby seemed to be much lighter in just two days, felt uncomfortable, wiped Daisy's eyelids, and asked, "Did you eat well?"

"It's delicious, Dad." Daisy said softly.

She snuggled into her father's arms and shrank into a small ball.

"I have something to show you." Tony said, "It's a gift from Wendy."

"I want to see." Daisy sniffed and said immediately.

Tony carried Daisy out of the ward, and Pep had already prepared the computer and was waiting in another room.

"It's not quite ready yet, Wendy said, I'll give it to you later." Tony said, "But I don't think she would mind if I bring the date forward."

Tony raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, waiting for Daisy to open it.

Daisy opened her father's fingers one by one, and saw a chip lying in the palm.

"Wendy" is marked on the chip with a gel pen.

Tony put the chip into the reader connected to the computer, and Wendy's holographic face suddenly appeared on the computer screen.

Wendy on screen smiled at Daisy off screen.

She said, "Hi Daisy, I'm Wendy."

There was silence in the room, and no one made a sound.

Daisy opened her eyes wide and reached out to touch the screen, but of course she couldn't touch anything.

But she was finally happy, looked to the side, and said softly: "Wendy is inside!"

"Will Wendy be my housekeeper from now on?" Daisy asked.

"Yes." Tony said, "It's your butler."

"I thought it would be at least a few more years."

A faint voice came from the bed next to him, and he also smiled, "After all, it feels really strange to hear my own voice."

Wendy's body was heavily bandaged in many places, lying on the hospital bed, she almost became a mummy. She said it was not that serious, but Daisy felt that it was really serious, so she asked the doctor to bandage up the scratches.

Simpson looked at it and shook his head again and again.

Wendy's injuries were really serious. After being rescued, she was rushed to the hospital immediately and underwent an operation. She might have to recuperate for a long time.

But life was saved.

It is better to ask Peter Pan to wait a few more decades in Neverland, Daisy will not let him go, no one can do anything.

"Does it still hurt today?" Daisy turned off the computer, treasured the chip her father gave her in her pocket, and asked beside Wendy's hospital bed.

"It doesn't hurt." Wendy said, "I still eat a lot. You should also eat well."

"I'll eat well." Daisy said, "Then, I'll take care of you, okay?"

Wendy smiled: "Why do you want to take care of me?"

Daisy said, "Wendy was seriously injured because she wanted to protect me."

She carefully touched the thick bandage wrapped around Wendy's leg with her hand, and said in a low voice, "It's because of me."

"I can also escape by myself, leaving Daisy behind." Wendy said.

"You don't have one."

"Daisy didn't abandon me either." Wendy said.

Looking at Daisy, she burst into tears again, suppressed it, and said with a smile, "Daisy saved me."

Wendy said: "Daisy is my hero."

During the cataclysm, Wendy was already in a coma, so she couldn't see it. When the fire spread, Daisy broke away from the soldier again and returned to her side.

In front of the raging fire, adults did not dare to approach easily, and they did not have time to pounce to stop the children, watching Daisy alone face the sea of ​​flames that was about to burn into one piece.

Smoke billows.

Daisy stood in front of Wendy with her small body, clenched her fists, and took a deep breath.

She was not choked by the thick smoke, and what she breathed out was the cold winter, which turned into ice when it met water, and where the white gas went, the fire receded, and the severe cold from the depths of the glacier could not burn even the flames.

Others couldn't understand, but Daisy extinguished the boiling flames with her own power.

But if Clark is there, he must be extremely shocked.

He knew exactly what that was.

The ability awakened in the body of the Kryptonian, the cold breath.

Daisy's ability forced out at a critical moment saved Wendy, but it also made her suffer a lot.

After the fire was extinguished, Daisy fell to the ground. The soldier rushed over to pick up the child, and when he touched the skin, his whole body felt cold.

Daisy was cold for a while, and soon developed a high fever, which did not subside until yesterday.

Thankfully, the loved ones are still around in the end.

"Wendy is not a small person." Daisy said, "Wendy is also a big hero."

After the disaster is over, everyone should rest quietly for a period of time, so that life can gradually get back on track.

But one wave is just flat, and another wave is rising, so it is destined to be busy.

Not long after, news from an unknown source spread across the major media, throwing an explosive question to Tony.

"Mr. Stark! It is said that your daughter is a Kryptonian." Tony's phone was rang, and he threw this sentence directly, "Is this true?"