Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

The eyes of the two adults were as big as the grapes Daisy ate in the morning, and they were inexplicably happy to see them.

Xiaotuanzi just followed suit. Seeing that Clark was flying so well, he also pretended to fly, pretending to be serious and concentrating, but he didn't know that he could really fly.

Although it is only a little height, it is already an important height worthy of being recorded in the annals of life for a Krypton baby who is less than one and a half years old.

Such a jaw-dropping event did not seem to be noticed by the parties involved.

Daisy stretched her body and didn't hear her father talking to her uncle for a long time. She turned her head to look curiously, twisted her feet, and fell to the ground immediately. Fortunately, she stood firmly and did not fall.

Seeing her innocent face, I didn't know that I thought that what I saw just now was all hallucinations.

Tony caught the little one in his arms and looked up and down, but he didn't see anything unusual.

Clark laughed dumbly: "Daisy is much better than me. I only flew a few months ago."

The baby who was praised just patted his father's thigh and let the old father playfully pick up one of his feet to look at. The baby's body is still very soft, and it is very easy to fold the legs.

"Looking at it this way, if you stay here, she will be able to radiate lasers all over the sky in less than half a year." Tony said, "Jarvis, show me the surveillance video."

The smart housekeeper cut out the face screen very efficiently, and thoughtfully analyzed the picture of Daisy leaving the ground.

She floated about ten centimeters high.

Hard hammered.

"But it's too early for her to have superpowers now." Clark reached out and stroked Daisy's head, "Don't worry, you can take your time."

The light golden hair is very soft, touching the vitality that seems to be still young.

"Maybe it's a bit hard to grow and grow." The breeze blew through his blue eyes, making soft waves, "You can find me anytime."

Daisy laughed.

Clark came to New York from the metropolis to see Daisy. After watching Daisy, he sat for a long time and got up to say goodbye.

The TV was on in the living room.

When he got up, the news was just broadcasting to the next one, and on the background board of the host was a photo of Superman flying into the sky that had been published many times in the newspaper.

The only difference is that this photo was later stamped with a red stamp, "False God?!" in capitals and bold, and the exclamation point was so straight that it would poke into someone's eyeball.

Clarke is right, Superman has no way of controlling public opinion.

After the appearance of superheroes, there was a wave of enthusiasm. After the popularity, some doubts and even negative remarks began to appear, which was inevitable.

After benefiting the party who is protected because of being weak, it is always unavoidable to be anxious about the double-edged sword.

People are going to ask a question that was also asked when Tony Stark announced that he was Iron Man.

How can we ensure that we will never be enemies of all mankind?How to ensure that innocent people are never harmed?

"To make Superman a god is just plain stupid."

Social commentators point fingers at the camera.

"Anytime he has an evil thought, it can pose a great threat to the entire country."

"Can he guarantee it? How can he guarantee it? Where can there be absolute peace between the strong and the weak?"

"Don't take the Avengers as an example, haven't the Avengers caused enough trouble?"

Tony turned off the TV.

For a few seconds the living room was eerily quiet.

"Flying so far, just to have a look?" After a while, Tony said, "Going out of my villa, there is a park not far away, and there are many shops."

"I know, it's more or less marked with Stark's logo." Clark laughed.

"Don't you want to go for a walk?" The old father picked up the cup and drank the water in the cup. "Anyway, the snow has stopped."

It is said to go out for a walk, but because the people who come out are not ordinary people, the transportation methods are also innovative.

They can fly after all.

Passers-by accidentally look up and see three shadows flying slowly in the sky, so don't be too surprised.

Daisy's floating is short-lived. Of course, jumping can also leave her feet off the ground, but the essence is different.

Since the dumpling is already a dumpling that can't float, of course it is far from flying.

It doesn't matter if you can't fly, as long as the infant armor can fly.

Tony is very confident in the finished product that comes out of his nursery, but because it is his daughter inside, no matter how confident he is, he wants to fly under Daisy, and the flying speed is very slow, so slow that the bird flies from the top of his head. In the past, looking back every few seconds, these three birdmen have been left behind.

Baby Daisy is the first time to wear armor and fly in the sky.

There was no sun in the snow-stopped sky, and it was still gloomy. It didn't stop her from being happy at all. She was even happier when she saw her father flying close by.

Fly to the park.

In the park after the snow, not many people came out to play.

Probably because there are not many people living nearby, the roads in this area are covered with snow, and there are tool trucks to shovel and sweep regularly, so as not to cause traffic inconvenience.

The fountain in the park was frozen.

The gurgling water under the ice is very interesting in combining movement and stillness.

Going out for a walk really came out for a walk, Tony and Clark didn't talk much except for occasionally answering the childish questions of the little dumpling bouncing in front of them.

Sometimes silence says more than words.

After walking for a while, I have already circled the park and come out from the exit. There is a convenience store not far away.

There are no people sitting on the two rows of benches outside the convenience store, because it is made into a cartoon shape of a small dinosaur, which is very popular with children.

Daisy wanted to sit down, but she wanted to go into the convenience store even more.

She knew there was something to eat in it.

"Can you have a hot dog, please?" Clark knelt down and asked her.

Such a tall uncle can always bend down when talking to her, his tone is slow, gentle and patient.

Daisy licked her lips, looked at her father, and saw her father raise her eyebrows. She didn't know if she could do it, but she said "yes" slowly in her heart.

"Take her in to buy." Tony handed the small hand in his palm to Clark's, "I'll sit outside."

Clark didn't refuse, and Daisy also agreed, so he led him into the convenience store.

As soon as the automatic door opens, you will be greeted by the warmth and the mouth-watering aroma of the hot dog after it is cooked.

"Wow."

There was a soft sigh underneath.

The world that a young child sees is all melted into the sweet ketchup of a hot dog.

Clark opened his wallet and planned to buy him a hot drink.

One big and one small stood in front of the hot drink machine, thinking about which one to buy.

"My lord, drink hot tea." Clark said.Squatting beside Daisy, "What about you?"

Xiaotuanzi was ecstatically putting his fingers into his mouth.

She likes both hot juice and hot milk. Dad used to choose, but she didn't expect to let her choose now.

She thought about it for a while, and remembered that she had drunk juice at home before going out. With a finger, she poked in front of the milk box through the door of the machine.

"Awesome." Clark pressed the button, took out milk from the outlet below, and put it in Daisy's hand, with a smile in his eyes, "The older you get, the more choices you have to make."

"Birth cannot be chosen, and many external factors cannot be controlled, but you can choose what kind of person you become."

Daisy held the milk and listened to him with a half understanding expression on her face.

She probably didn't quite understand why she was still standing here talking after taking the milk.

"Choice is very important, Daisy." Clarke touched her head so affectionately for the first time, but his words became softer, "Your choice can change the whole world."

His words blurted out, his voice fell, and he was in a trance for a moment.

In this case, a father named Kent once told him so.

The words of the adults are passed on to the children, and the children grow up to be adults, and they are passed on to the younger children.

Superman is a man of steel, but after being in a trance, Clark inexplicably felt a softness somewhere in his heart.

"The hot dog is ready!" the clerk said.

The old father was sitting on the bench, holding the little dinosaur's head with one hand, and putting the other hand on his lap, and tapped gently with his fingertips.

When the automatic door opened again, a small figure ran out of it. While running, he held a delicious hot dog in his hand like a treasure, and said happily, "Dad!"

Daisy put the paper-wrapped hot dog into her father's big hand, climbed up on the throne with two legs that she usually sat on, and sat comfortably, then happily watched Tony open the paper and rubbed a piece of the hot dog out.

She loved it so much that she couldn't wait to open her mouth to bite before the adults could speak. She squeezed her mouth so hot that her whole body trembled. She raised her hand to touch her mouth and turned to look at her father.

The old father pinched her face lightly: "Blow it before eating."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the hot drink from Clark's hand. He didn't rush to drink it, and put it beside him.

The little baby was blowing very seriously.

He took a big mouthful, puffed up his cheeks, and snorted vigorously at the hot dog. After carefully touching it with his fingers to confirm that it was finally not hot, he leaned over again and took a big bite contentedly.

The combination of bread and meat is so wonderful in cold weather that you won't exchange a bucket of dollars.

She likes it so much, it is not impossible to eat the whole thing in one go.

But the old father refused.

After half of the small one had been eaten, he brought it over and ate it up in two bites.

Clark watched, occasionally laughing along.

There was still half a bottle of tea left in the can, so he stood up and drank it all in one gulp, then went to the trash can and threw it in a recyclable bucket.

I don't know what's so good about the trash can. After throwing the can, he stood there for a minute or two.

When I turned around, Daisy was gone.

An old father with a big belly was sitting on the bench.

The big belly was wrapped in the unzipped coat, which was not well wrapped, and a pair of small feet were exposed underneath.

Tony sat there with a "what can I do" look.

The four eyes met, and each other instantly possessed the cultivation of actors.

Clark walked over and said cooperatively, "Daisy is gone."

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Tony's big belly move, and a small head popped out from the opening of the jacket under his chin.

The little blond hair was disheveled, and she was happy to be found, and her flushed face was full of smiles.

"Here!" Xiaotuanzi said.

Clark laughed along.