[Comprehensive British and American] Avengers Parenting Manual

As soon as Joe opened her eyes, she realized that she had run into that dream again. She stood barefoot on the lawn and looked at the still-looking dark house not far away.The pain and discomfort in her head in real life was not relieved here, but the strangeness did not make her unable to move as in reality——she took a step forward slowly, stretched out her hand, and without accident blocked out.

"What on earth do you want me to think of!" Qiao suddenly raised her head and roared towards the blue sky. As her words fell, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and lightning could be faintly seen shuttled in the middle.A gust of wind rushed towards her from behind Joe, curling up her skirt and hair. She looked back, and a woman who looked exactly like her was standing not far from her and looking at her.

Joe took a deep breath and turned to face her.

"Do you really want to remember?" the woman asked in a voice that was exactly the same as hers but somewhat different.

"I have to." Joe frowned, his eyes were slightly red, "I have no choice, because that is my past."

I don't know if it was because of being infected by her emotions, the eyes of this woman who has exactly the same appearance as hers are also slightly red, but her expression is still very cold - she took a step in Joe's direction and said: "But you are now Very happy, they care about you, and even take care of you; even so, do you think about it?" Jo's eyes moved down with her steps, and saw her blood-stained hands.

A picture of her piercing a man's heart with her bare hands suddenly jumped out.

The woman watched Joe squat down suddenly, raised his foot and wanted to back up while speaking: "Isn't it good for you to leave those to me?"

"You're a coward." Joe's suppressed voice stopped her from stepping back. The woman slowly moved her backward foot back to her front foot and stood up, looking expressionlessly at the man crouching on the ground panting heavily. Joe.The latter took a deep breath and patted her head in an attempt to drive out the image in her mind. Even though it was useless and painful, she did not miss the slightest chance to emphasize: "You are a coward! Coward!"

The woman took another step in Joe's direction: "It's not me who is squatting down now."

"It doesn't mean anything." Joe took a deep breath and stood up on the ground. Her eyes were red, but she froze the moment her eyes touched the woman—the beautiful blue dress on her just now was covered by a What seemed to be a very thick linen skirt was replaced, and the originally smooth hair was now messily draped over her shoulders, but what really surprised Joe was not the change in her outfit, but the woman's hazy eyes.

But her voice sounded unchanged: "You really want an answer? Even if it makes you hate her."

Joe was silent, and the woman did not continue to walk in her direction.The two women with exactly the same appearance stared at each other with a distance of less than one meter. Only when the woman lowered her head and slowly disappeared did Joe slowly let out the breath he was holding in his chest.And long after she disappeared, Joe slowly turned around and faced the house again.

She took a few steps forward tentatively, and stopped after passing through the barrier that had been blocking her all along.I don't know why, but she always has a feeling of confusion. The woman who vowed to recall her past just now seems to be shrinking back.Joe frowned and stared at the still gloomy house, and the half of Romanov's turned back flashed in his mind.

"Hate her..." Joe unconsciously murmured what the woman said just now, his expression faintly looked as indifferent as that woman just now, but it was as firm as the indifference that was fleeting and non-existent, "I must think stand up."

She walked forward slowly, but she didn't know how soft her voice was, as if she was talking in her sleep: "I must... remember."

It was a very nice looking house, and Joe pushed the door open with little effort.The moment she pushed the door open, there was a clear and clear laughter from the house that caught her attention, and a man's voice especially attracted Joe's attention in this burst of laughter.She stepped into the house without hesitation and walked in the direction of the voice.

She stopped at the door of the kitchen.

It was a tall-looking man—wearing elegant rimless glasses, messy light blond hair blown out on his head, wearing extremely simple casual clothes, and a pair of flip flops on his feet.Joe couldn't take her eyes away from him, even if he didn't want to give her even a little bit of his eyes, and only focused on the two-three-year-old girl in her arms who had the same characteristics as him. baby with color hair.

Qiao watched as her eyes gradually became hazy, and she took two steps forward to get closer, but the sight of the man suddenly looking in her direction made her stop abruptly.She turned her head, and the moment she saw a brown-haired woman walking in with a feeding bottle, tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably.

The woman didn't look at Joe, but smiled and handed the bottle in her hand to the man. They exchanged a kiss, and the man's face was slapped crisply by the sudden little hand.

"Hey! That's my wife!" The man was not annoyed when he was beaten, or he looked at the baby in his arms with some annoyance, "You are only allowed to kiss your mother and I am not allowed to kiss her? Bad boy."

And the child in his arms yelled loudly and forcefully at him like a protest, and the gray-blue eyes with long eyelashes stared straight at the man.

Dad, Mom.

Jo moved her lips but there was no sound, and she didn't know why she felt a strong pain in her heart after seeing them, obviously they were smiling so happily.She subconsciously turned sideways to let them walk in front of her. The child in her father's arms seemed to see her, and stared at her well when they passed by, and even pointed in her direction when they were about to leave the kitchen. Ahh.

"Huh?" Dad stopped and looked in Joe's direction, then lowered his head and stroked his daughter's soft blond hair, "What are you looking at, baby, let's go to eat your meal."

Joe just lowered her head to wipe away her tears when they disappeared completely around the corner of the kitchen, but when she followed out, she found that the scene outside had changed—the little girl with light blond hair sitting at the head of the long table in the living room Wearing a birthday hat and closing her eyes to the birthday cake in front of her, the two adults standing next to her also changed their clothes and looked at her with smiles.When she opened her eyes and blew out the candles on the cake, the two adults also applauded: "Happy seventh birthday to our little princess!"

It was her seventh birthday.

Qiao sniffed and involuntarily opened the corners of her mouth to reveal a shallow smile, but her eyes were not on the little girl who was smiling innocently, but on the two girls who were smiling from the bottom of their hearts because of her daughter's birthday. grown ups.The already hot eye sockets involuntarily became moist again. She took two steps forward to get closer to them, but the sudden sound of the helicopter propeller stopped her in her tracks.

She couldn't move as if she suddenly realized what happened next. Dad approached the window and just raised the curtain a little bit. The next second, Joe heard the sound of glass being shot.She stared blankly at the man who was slowly falling backwards in the living room, her gaze was fixed on the dark cave on his forehead, she didn't even realize that her mother ran into the room with her seven-year-old in her arms.

There was the sound of a door being broken into behind her, but when she turned her head away, she found that her world was instantly enveloped in darkness.

"Baby, crawl out along this passage, you know, no matter what happens, don't look back." Mom's voice sounded behind Joe, she turned her head suddenly, but found that it was still dark all around.

Joe felt a forceful kiss on her forehead, with a little tide, and her mother's voice became ethereal and distant: "I love you, Joey, please remember that I have always loved you." She fiercely Turning her head quickly, she instantly recognized that it was a hidden place at the corner of the house. The little girl with light blond hair was lying in front of her, being pressed on her back by a man she didn't know well.

She walked forward like a ghost, and when she stood beside the little girl and looked at the scene they were watching, her eyes went dark.

The woman who had been sleeping on the bed was not very stable, suddenly stopped trembling, she slowly opened her eyes and looked straight ahead, maybe to observe her better, so Stark didn't ask Jarvis to turn her off There was no light in the room, so she could see the deep and shallow criss-cross marks on the wall next to the bed very well.

She gradually lowered her eyes and sat up on the bed, lifted the quilt halfway, then stopped to look directly at the pair of slippers Romanov gave her beside the bed, wondering what she was thinking.The upper of the slipper was gradually scratched open, followed by the second one, and then the third one, until the whole slipper was silently disassembled into pieces that seemed useless, and then Joe got out of the bed with bare feet.

The light blonde woman walked towards the door of the room expressionlessly, and then stopped suddenly when she was about a few meters away from the door.She looked at the door without any movement, and blinked slowly.

In the next second, the door, which was originally safe, seemed to be pushed open by a huge force, and the whole door broke away from the wall and rushed straight to the other wall in the corridor, smashing it to pieces.She goes out, and as she turns to face the elevator, she sees Stark, Barnes, and Steve coming out of the elevator.They didn't seem to expect to see such a scene as soon as they got out of the elevator door, and they all stayed where they were and didn't speak.

"Joe?" Barnes asked cautiously.

Qiao looked at the three of them in silence, and said in a hoarse voice, "... where is she?"

Steve and Stark, who stood slightly behind Barnes, looked at each other, and Stark asked, "Her?"

It's just that Joe, who was questioned by them, lowered his eyes slightly and did not speak. Steve, Stark and Barnes stared at Joe firmly. Just when Stark was about to lower his voice, Joe raised his voice again. She turned her head and looked at him accurately: "It's useless."

"...What?" Stark moved his lips and asked.

"Your earphones are no longer working." Joe said in a tone like 'today's meal was delicious'.

Only then did the three big men realize that the voice on the other side had been quiet for too long.

"Is she on the floor below?" Joe said again, his indifferent expression made them subconsciously breathe lightly - although it had been a long time, they would never forget what Joe under this expression represented.And even if they didn't react just now, now they have realized and are sure who Joe is looking for.

Why did Joe interrupt their communication?It was because the person she was looking for was their companion, a female.

"Joe." Barnes said cautiously, drawing Joe's attention to himself, then slowly squatted down to make his eyes parallel to hers, "Calm down." He waited for a while, seeing Joe's expression After nothing changed, he took a step cautiously, and in the next second, his body sensed the danger faster than his brain, and quickly jumped back a step.

There was a very deep cut on the floor where his front foot had been standing.

When Steve and Stark caught Barnes, and the three of them looked in Joe's direction, the latter had already frowned deeply at them.The expression seemed to be disbelieving, mixed with anger and hatred, and her body trembled slightly because of this, and the hands on both sides of her body clenched into fists: "I can't calm down."

Her eye sockets turned red, and the place where she stood began to make a cracking sound centered on her.