Daily life [Zhongyingmei]

Rogers apartment side.

Benny was also very busy. He knelt straight on the chair, stared at the tablet computer intently, and downloaded all the high school textbooks he could find, all of which were biology and chemistry.This will be the object of his next hard study.

Anyone who comes here will think he is crazy.

For example, Harpy, who is currently staying at Rogers' house, carrying his battle armor and documents, is shocked when he learns the cause and effect, sad and doesn't know how to persuade him.

Because an eight-year-old who doesn't understand anything starts to learn high school knowledge, university knowledge, and further study, even if he is very talented, he can't surpass everyone in such a short period of time, and he can graduate with several jumps. Then become a top scientist in the industry and research out answers to difficult problems that Tony Stark can't solve...

Dreaming may come sooner.

But little Benny doesn't even have time to dream about his future father now. He wants to try, because he thinks it's too stupid to give up without making any effort.He can't give up either.

Obviously...Obviously he will have such a good father in the future, even if Benny forces himself to study hard, he can't allow himself the possibility of losing his future father.

Steve is not a genius, he can't keep up with Benny's study progress, so he can only silently prepare everything for Benny without disturbing Benny's study - such as stopping Happy's persuasion.But learning this kind of thing can never be done in one go.Benny stayed up until midnight, so sleepy that his eyes were red, so he reluctantly put down the pen and paper, and went back to the room without squinting to get ready for sleep.

Benny doesn't plan to stay up all night studying. He knows how far he can work hard to be effective, so he has already made a plan for himself in his heart.In just over a week, Tony Stark's condition has deteriorated, so his time is really running out.

Up to two weeks?or three weeks?

Benny didn't dare to think about it, because he was afraid that he would despair.

Happy Hogan didn't leave in the end, and slept on the sofa in the living room, and Steve kindly threw a blanket over him.Before entering the bedroom, Benny turned his head and stared deeply at the fat man.

The future Happy is much fatter than now, amiable like a kind old uncle next door, he has such a close relationship with Tony Stark.Was that why he stayed and waited?

Benny went to bed/wrapped himself in the quilt, curled up in a small ball on the bed, only showing his fluffy curly hair and those caramel-colored eyes, he grabbed the edge of the quilt with his fingers, staring blankly. After glancing at the group photo on the bedside table, he couldn't wait to close his eyes tightly.

It might be the first time for Benny... Wanting to see the couple in his dream immediately, he feels alone and helpless.Ironically, he always thought he was strong, because he never felt anxious about his situation, so he thought nothing could bring him down.

It seems that people cannot speak big words.

……

The boy got his wish and fell into a dream.

It seemed that autumn had also entered in the dream—or winter, because the plush quilt wrapped around the white and tender little boy was thickened again.

Today is another lively day, because Happy, Steve, and another strange man are playing with little Benny in the living room, only Tony Stark is contentedly slumped on the sofa, chewing snacks, Watching them play with great interest.

"If you're playing games, let's start with something simple." Happy's eyes narrowed as he smiled. He looked around, picked up a cookie box cover from the coffee table as a round shield in front of his chest, and posed for a fight. The posture, said righteously, "Come on, I can still fight for a whole day!"

"Shield..." Little Benny sat on the sofa in a daze, his two short legs dangling in the air, and he shouted happily, "It's Grandpa Steve!"

Steve's face darkened a little.

He gently tried to correct: "It's...Uncle, Benny."

"Poor Steve, how many times has this happened?" There was a smile in the eyes of the strange man.Happy next to him moved his head closer and told him regretfully in a low voice, "Tony teaches Benny every time. The one holding the shield is Grandpa Steve. He always remembers the captain giving Benny the surname Rogers."

The strange man laughed out loud.

Then it was the turn of this strange man with a steamed bun face and a beautiful smile.He clapped his hands, signaled the child to turn his attention, and then made a gesture, and added a sound effect with a "hiss" in his mouth. This time, Benny didn't even have to think about it, and even raised his hands: "Spider-Man It's—Brother Peter!"

The little boy was already speaking fluently, but he still choked on his own saliva from time to time. He raised his face and finally looked at Steve, and the little milk voice made a request: "Come on—something that is difficult."

"Difficult?" Steve also laughed suddenly. He is not good at imitating, but it is still possible to coax a two or three-year-old child.The blond man put on a gun pose in a dignified manner, with a cold face, he said maliciously: "Banny Stark, give up resisting, you have been arrested!"

"Wait, this is too difficult! Is there anyone else who is so indifferent when I perform the task?" When little Benny was still racking his brains in worry, the strange man suddenly protested to Steve.

"Huh? It's Uncle Bucky?" Benny was not surprised but happy, his happy eyes narrowed, and he comforted the man gently, "Uncle Bucky is super cool!"

"Did you hear that, calling me uncle and calling you grandpa, our seniority is wrong." Bucky teasingly bumped Steve, who was sitting next to him, with his shoulder, and almost couldn't hold back his smile.The blond man became even more depressed when he heard the words, his blue eyes were full of grievances, he held his chin and remained silent.

'Uncle Bucky'?

Benny watched suspiciously.He keenly discovered that this new 'Bucky' seems to have a good relationship with Mister Rogers, so is this a good friend of Mister Rogers in the future?

Benny silently remembered it in his heart.

"Little radish, too?" Bucky seemed to like children very much. He propped his face on the sofa with one hand, poked the little dimple on the curly-haired boy's face and smiled and coaxed him. His appearance was also very childish.

"This is too simple." The corner of the little boy's mouth curled up, looked left and right, boldly walked around the sofa, climbed up to Tony Stark who was watching the show, and took off the dark brown glasses he was wearing in front of him , on the bridge of your nose.

Tony: "??"

The little boy returned to his original position and sat down. He lowered his head, glanced arrogantly at Uncle Bucky with those caramel-colored eyes from the top of the mirror frame, then took off his glasses obliquely, and raised his chin angrily and snorted. , the nasal voice with a milk flavor is very cute.

This looks like a small version of Tony Stark!

The essence is in place!

The three people who looked like this stayed together and fell silent.Even Tony himself was stunned for a moment, then raised his chin subtly and appreciatively, and hooked his fingers to his son: "Come here, Mr. Stark, come here for a while."

Little Benny ran over obediently from the sofa, returned the glasses first, and then bumped into Tony's arms. The man with the moustache naturally caught him, stood up with one arm in his arms, and announced, "Let's go, Let's go get the presents for the uncles and grandpas."

"What is it?" Before Steve could ask, Benny tilted his head curiously and asked first.

"Don't talk when I'm talking! Huh? See if there is anyone more famous than me here? Show me some respect, little radish." Tony scolded with a straight face, pretending to be surprised, before lazily To answer the question just now, "That's a secret."

"Oh." The little boy also responded slowly, and sat obediently in Tony Stark's arms, resting his chin on Tony's shoulder, looking back and seeing the three people in the living room .

Bucky took the opportunity to wink at him super sweetly, and little Benny was so teased that he rolled his eyes again with a smile, silently revealing a few small teeth that were growing in his mouth.

Of course, Benny followed the father and son in the dream, walked out of the living room step by step, and came to the corridor.

Tony Stark, with a reserved face, was out of the sight of a few friends, and finally couldn't help it. He held the back of the big cub's head and kissed him hard on the forehead.

"As expected of my son, huh?" He boasted happily.This appearance doesn't have the same carelessness as in the living room just now.

"I knew daddy wanted to kiss me." The little boy wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, and said happily with his head held high. I always avoid people kissing me."

"Keep it up." Tony was unmoved by his son's little complaint, and he tapped the tip of the curly-haired little boy's nose dissatisfied, "Little guy? Be content, my dad never kissed me or said he loved me." I—god, he doesn't even say he likes it."

"Then you are so pitiful." Little Benny thought for a while and said sympathetically.He quickly raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Tony again slyly and airily, and stared sweetly at the man with the same caramel-colored eyes, "My dad—none, except for kissing me."

Is this a little coquette? ?

Tony was a bit overwhelmed by being entangled. In his sweet annoyance, he sat down on the soft stool in the corridor, put the little boy on his knees, shook the arm that was struggling to hug him, and admitted with a slightly awkward face: " Uh huh, of course my mother and I like baby carrots."

"Is there only liking?" Little Benny lay on his lap dissatisfied, and asked with his head half tilted, "Daddy? Daddy?"

"Greedy brat, huh?" Tony murmured with his head bowed, he was forced to be overwhelmed, a little regretful.He saw that same pair of caramel-colored eyes were bright, clear and beautiful, and the little boy was looking up at him affectionately and dependently.

There was no familiar sharpness in those eyes, no vigilance and vigilance, no pain and inferiority complex, and no maturity and calm beyond age.This is a happy child.

"..." Tony Stark cleared his throat suddenly, the air became silent, and the little boy lying on his lap stared at him expectantly and waited without blinking.

Benny, who was watching coldly, couldn't help but also took a few steps closer.

He didn't make a sound, and he didn't intend to make a sound, but quietly repeated the little boy's question in his heart, as if Stark's next words seemed to answer him: '...Only like it? '

"My dad helped me a lot after he passed away." The man with the mustache said, he tapped the small reactor that was still on his chest, his eyebrows slightly raised with a strange expression of helplessness, "He is a genius , discovered a new element decades ago and saved my life."

"Actually—I thought he never cared about me until I saw that tape he left me. But the guy just didn't admit it, he praised me—"

Speaking of this, even Tony Stark, his eyes wandered a little suspiciously, coughed and covered it up, and continued to say seriously: "It is the greatest masterpiece of his life."

"So he just doesn't say 'love'?" Little Benny frowned and asked crisply.He felt vaguely familiar with it.

"I think he's right. He should be proud of me. After all, my achievements are far greater than his." Tony said with a natural look, then he patted the curly-haired boy on the back and paused for two minutes. Next, admitted with the same pride, "...so I also admit this."

"What?" Little Benny didn't quite understand Tony's cryptic meaning.

The man with the moustache glanced at his cub angrily, and announced condescendingly: "Stark's products are always updated to better aspects! Little guy, do you understand?"

Little Benny understood. He plunged back into Tony's arms, buried his face deeply, and was so praised that his neck was red all the way to the tips of his ears. He was so shy that he couldn't say anything: "...!!"