Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"This..." Dennis' expression froze immediately. He was really afraid of something. He was thinking about whether he could get over this matter, but Yaya's focus still fell on that beautiful big kite.

"I want that kite too, and I want a big kite too!"

"Big kites are fun, but small kites are not fun at all. I want one too!"

"Father, didn't you say that our kite can fly the highest when you came here? But now it doesn't fly high at all, blah blah, liar."

Not only Yaya, but as soon as the competition between the two kites was over, the other children also started arguing. The big purple kite that stood out in the sky was completely different from the other scattered kites that flew three to five meters high. The intuitive gap made them choose to use the most direct crying to put pressure on their parents.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll make you a bigger and better-looking one when you return."

"Be good, be good, I'll ask that uncle where he bought the kite in a while, and we'll go buy one too."

While comforting their children, the parents looked at Mag with resentful eyes. This guy is here to disrupt the situation! It's all right now, seeing other people's kites flying so high, none of the children can sit still.

"Father, why are they crying?" Amy looked at the crying children with some puzzlement, and asked softly.

"It's probably because their kites don't fly high enough, so they want to play with our kites." Mag shrugged, holding Amy in one hand, pulling the kite string in his hand, and Purple Phoenix made a turn in the sky. Action, the colorful tail spins and floats, and the action is extremely gorgeous.

"Wow!!! Amazing!!!"

The children suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, and then became more violent.

"Don't you cry,

I also know that the kites made by my father are very beautiful and fly very high, so if you want to play..." Amy looked at the expressions of the children and comforted her seriously: "Then you can watch me play. "

The children who had stopped crying and listened to Amy's words suddenly burst into more violent crying.

"I want to play too! I want to play with my own kite!"

"Everyone else's children have such beautiful kites, why don't I have one? Huh..."

"..." Mag raised his eyebrows. Amy is really a kid killer, more lethal than him, but it sounds like there is nothing wrong with it.

"Father, why are they crying more? Didn't I allow them to watch me play?" Amy looked at Mag even more puzzled and asked. When she didn't have a kite to play with, she was able to watch others I feel super happy to play.

"Because people are possessive and want to get better things, so when they see a better kite, they want to take it for themselves, but this kite does not belong to them, so they can only cry It is." Mag said with a smile, possessiveness is a kind of nature, McGonagall does not have any derogatory meaning, but it is the fact that these children cry may be caused by their father and daughter, but in the final analysis it is because of themselves, or because of their parents.

Just like the little elf girl next to her, although she was a little envious, she stood obediently beside her father, neither crying nor fussing, she was cute and cute.

"So that's how it is. Then when Xiaomi is done playing, let's play with them for a while, so they won't cry, right?" Amy nodded thoughtfully, looking at Mag and asked.

"If Amy is willing, that's okay." Mag nodded with a smile, and he was still very happy to protect Amy's kindness.

"Then can I fly a kite?" Amy looked up at the kite flying at a height of tens of meters, and asked expectantly.

"Of course, you can hold the kite line with this hand, and then gently pull it, and father will carry you and run, so that the kite can continue to fly higher." Mag handed the line in his hand to Amy, also Don't worry about the other children, they are here to fly the kite today, holding the lower end of the kite string in their right hand, such a big kite, the strength of the kite string should not be underestimated, Amy is easy to get hurt if she holds it alone.

"When I say loose, let go of your hand." Mag reminded with a smile, holding Amy and ran a few steps against the direction of the wind, commanding Amy to put the line, the line wheel was spinning rapidly, The purple phoenix is ​​changing various postures in the sky, flying higher and higher.

"It's so fun! Flying a kite is so much fun." Amy's silver bell-like laughter echoed in the square, and the ugly duckling followed the two of them up and down, not looking up at the kites flying in the sky , stretched out his little paw and waved it twice, not knowing whether he wanted to fly up or grab it down.

"The children looked at it enviously, raised their heads, but slowly stopped crying and watched seriously, all they could think about was how high this kite could fly.

Only then did the parents heave a sigh of relief. The child cried endlessly, especially when he was clamoring for something. Unless he could find something more interesting to divert his attention, he would not be able to calm him down at all. Unexpectedly, Now they themselves stopped.

Dennis looked at Mag who was holding Amy with some resentment. He came prepared this time, but he was forced to be suppressed by McGonagall. Although Yaya didn't cry now, he looked at the little guy with envy. Looking at it, I still felt a little uncomfortable, watching Mag narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mag played with Amy for a while. He didn't often fly kites in his previous life, but he once played a professional competition-level kite with his friends. The kite provided by the system is already more than a professional-level kite. If he wants to fly , 100 meters, 200 meters are not a problem at all.

However, it is too high to put it down, and it will be too troublesome to put it down later, so Mag only put it at a height of about 30 meters and stopped, so that the operability is better, and the show is more interesting.

"Okay, take a break and drink some water." Mag put Amy on the ground, took out a small thermos cup from the pouch on her waist, poured a glass of water to Amy, and took out a handkerchief to wipe it off. Sweat on her brow.

"Yeah." Amy took the water glass with both hands, with a happy smile on her face, and she was really happy to fly a kite today.

"Brother, can I take a step to talk?" Dennis stepped forward, looked at Mag solemnly and said.

"Huh?" Mag looked at Dennis, a little confused: "What's the matter?"

Dennis should be a swordsman, but McGonagall didn't feel any hostility from him, so he didn't show too nervous.

"Brother, do we have any grudges? Why do you bring a little girl to sanction me every time? Look how my girl is crying. Is it easy for me to spend more than ten days making a big kite?" Dennis looked Looking at Mag, his serious expression suddenly collapsed, and he said with resentment: "I said so much, but I just want to ask, do you sell this kite?"

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