My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Wawa sat on the exclusive seat of the tricycle, wearing a hard hat and occasionally turned his head to look at his father, thinking that he was the most beautiful cub in the village.

The car of the program group also followed, taking pictures of them on the road.

"Wawa is a little Wawa, babbling~"

Walking halfway, Wawa happily sang a song. He only listened to it once and memorized the general tone, but he couldn't remember the lyrics, so he could only make up his own.

After arriving in the town, Xianyu picked up the courier first, and Wawa was sure it was his own milk powder, so he took the courier box in his arms.

Even though he was so tired that his face was flushed, he still couldn't bear to put it down, moved to the back of the small three-wheeler and patted the box with his hands.

"Go, let's go shopping."

"Wawamu has money."

When he said this, Wawa covered his pocket with guilt, raised his head and tried to talk to his father as innocently as possible.

In fact, Wawa has, Wawa has many, many, and his grandma, who usually only gave him one yuan, gave him five this time.

"But Dad wants to eat watermelon, what should we do?"

"Well, Wawa thinks with Dad."

Xianyu didn't expect the child to give money, but seeing Wawa's guilty conscience, he wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect him to say that he wanted to think with him.

"But Dad wants to eat."

Standing under the shade of the tree, Wawa clutched his five yuan, sighed, took it out and handed it to his father.

"Wawa wants to eat too."

When handing it over, Wawa was still thinking about it. He must work hard in the future. If he has ten dollars, he can keep five dollars after giving five dollars to his father.

"Wawa will go buy some vegetables later, let grandma make them for you to eat at night, and dad will buy watermelon, okay?"

Xianyu squatted in front of him and patiently discussed with him, Wawa nodded after thinking about it, thinking that this is still a good deal.

If Wawa gives money to buy, then he can choose what Wawa likes to eat, otherwise his father will be a carrot again.

The two first went to the vegetable market, bought a few vegetables and then bought a pigeon.

Wawa picked the best-looking one in the cage, stood on tiptoe and stared at it eagerly. Just when Xianyu was wondering if the child would cry when he saw the pigeon belching later, he heard Wawa's voice first. sound.

"It's so beautiful, it must be delicious."

"Yes, delicious."

On the way back, I bought one at a watermelon stand on the side of the road.

Compared to when I was back, I was happier going back to Wawa. From time to time, I had to turn my head to check with the seat belt on to make sure that his milk powder and big watermelon were there, so I could sit down with peace of mind.

There are tall trees planted on both sides of the road. I don't know how many years have passed, but the scorching sun is completely blocked by the dense leaves.

After arriving home, Grandma Xian helped to take down the things. The express box was about to be placed on the ground, so Wawa hurried over to hug it.

"Wawa's."

"Is it milk powder?"

"Yes."

Wawa nodded his head affirmatively, he would not lie to grandma, and walked to the main room with the box in his arms.

It was Wawa herself who clamored to go out before, but now she started to dislike the heat after coming back, and the short sleeves she was wearing were already soaked in sweat.

Blowing the fan is not enough, so I took his grandma's cattail fan and fanned myself.

Xianyu put the big watermelon in the running water in the backyard. When the original owner didn't have a refrigerator in his memory, he usually used this method. The watermelon that came out of the ice was not much worse than the one in the refrigerator.

When he finished his things and walked to the main room, he saw Wawa lying there, and Xianyu walked over to him and sat down.

Wawa glanced at it, found that it was Dad, and then moved to the side to make sure that Dad could also blow the wind from the fan.

"Dad, take it apart."

Xianyu sat down just now, when he heard Wawa's words, he glanced in the direction of his hand, it was Wawa's milk powder.

Leaning back slightly, leaning against the back of the sofa, she asked, "Why do you want Dad to dismantle it, Wawa?"

"Wawa dear father."

After the doll lying there finished speaking, he sat upright and leaned over, and kissed his father sideways.

Although a child of this age is full of energy, it doesn't mean he won't feel tired. Wawa doesn't want to do anything anymore after walking so many roads with his father.

"Besides my own father, what else?"

"Wawa loves Papa."

"Okay, I'll take it apart for you."

Xianyu brought the courier box over, and Wawa lay beside him, staring at it with his chin resting on the back of his hands.

The two cans of milk powder were Wawa's favorite drink before, and Wawa held a can with one hand, smiling very contentedly.

"Wawa drinks grandma."

"Eat watermelon later, no milk."

Dad's rebuttal made Wawa think carefully. If there is watermelon to eat, Wawa is not particularly worried about the milk powder, so he handed the two cans of milk powder to his father very generously.

Xianyu took the milk powder and received the place where the milk powder was placed last time.

Grandma Xian was handling the pigeons, and she was going to stew the pigeon soup for her son and grandson to replenish their health.

When the watermelon was frozen in the running water, it was almost dusk, and the smell of pigeon soup in the kitchen had already permeated. Wawa Chan, that beautiful pigeon, instantly forgot what happened before.

When I took a bath at night and saw the bath water, I suddenly thought of the watermelon that I hadn't eaten before.

"Dad, Watermelon, Wawa."

"Watermelon is going to turn into Wawa?"

"No, Wawa's watermelon."

Xianyu didn't forget it in the afternoon, but he also felt that Wawa couldn't eat dinner after eating watermelon, and if Wawa didn't remember it, he assumed that it didn't exist.

Now after being reminded by Wawa, he patted himself on the head suddenly, pretending to be surprised.

"That's right, how about eating watermelon in the afternoon? Why didn't Wawa remind Dad?"

Xianyu smeared the shower gel on Wawa's body, this little guy obviously began to reflect on himself now, and doubted life by the way.

That is to say, why doesn't Wawa remember it? Watermelon is so delicious, so why did he forget it.

Probably because what Xianyu showed before was not a serious father, so Wawa didn't count on him at all, and was only reflecting on his own mistakes.

Until he put on his pajamas and lay on the bed, Wawa was still thinking about the big watermelon.

After Xianyu took a bath and lay down next to him, Wawa hurried over.

"Wawa, eat tomorrow."

It doesn't matter if I forgot today, as long as my father is willing to promise him to let him eat it tomorrow.

"Okay, Wawa will eat that watermelon tomorrow, you must remember it well this time, you know?"

"Wawa, you have a good brain."

Wawa patted her head with her hands, lifted the quilt to cover herself, closed her eyes and began to prepare for sleep.

He knew that his father would watch his phone for a while, and usually Wawa would come over to watch it together curiously, but today Wawa thought of the TV commercials his grandma had seen.

The lines in the advertisement have been playing in Wawa's mind in a loop.

"Is it a bad memory? Do you often forget things? Do you know what you haven't done? This is the symptom of Alzheimer's."

"Not only do you need to go to bed early and look at your phone less, but also this medicine, don't forget it!"

Wawa didn't remember the medicine, but he remembered it very well that he had to go to bed early and not look at his phone.

Xianyu accidentally didn't find the cub who likes to poke his head over, turned his head to see that Wawa was fast asleep, and stretched out his hand to help him make up the quilt casually.

When I looked at my phone for a while and was about to go to bed, I leaned over and gave Wawa a kiss.

After sleeping soundly, Wawa is very obedient, so obedient that he doesn't resist no matter how leisurely he kisses, and it seems that it is more convenient to kiss when he adjusts his sleeping position.

Waking up from a nap the next day, Wawa took his father there and carried the watermelon back, and was so happy that he jumped up and down while walking.

The breeze blew through the treetops, Rhubarb wagged its tail lazily, and the cat brought back by Xianyu was lying on the tree trunk in the yard.

Grandma Xian also just woke up from a nap, sitting under the eaves of the porch with a cattail fan and looking into the distance.

Wawa lay on the table watching his father cut the watermelon, took the first piece of watermelon to give to grandma, turned around and saw that his father had already eaten, and hurriedly hugged the biggest piece of watermelon himself.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren squatted in a row, and Wawa's head was stretched out, for fear that the watermelon juice would splash on his clothes, and his father would say Wawa again if the clothes were dirty.

[Why do other people's summers seem so leisurely? 】

[There are cats and dogs in a good environment, and there is an obedient human cub, so wonderful. 】

[I remember that when I was a child, I also iced watermelon in water. Now that I have a refrigerator, I can no longer taste the original taste. 】

[Wawa watermelon juice got on his clothes haha, look at his guilty little eyes, come and see him leisurely, don't let such a good boy let him go! 】

The appearance of Wawa crying is pitiful and cute. Although most people do not agree with violent education, there are indeed some people who want to see Wawa being beaten and crying by his father.

With red eyes and flat mouth, he burst into tears and never forgot to complain that his father is really bad.

After eating the watermelon, Wawage diligently threw the watermelon rind into the pigsty not far away. On the way home, he saw a dragonfly flying and rubbed his hand on his shorts.

His hand was itchy and wanted to scratch but he knew he couldn't catch it, and the sun was still a little hot, so Wawa ran back after a short thought.

Lie on your own exclusive mat, so that grandma can fan herself by the way when fanning the wind.

When the sun was not so strong in the afternoon, Grandma Xian went to the field. It hasn't rained for a while, and she has watered the vegetable garden several times.

If the ground is too dry, she also plans to water it in the evening.

Wawa was too lazy to be with his father, sitting on a small stool under the eaves, holding a cat in his arms, watching grandma leave, then turned around and went to the vegetable garden.

"Dad, Wawa picks melons!"

When Xianyu heard his voice and reacted to look, Wawa had already run to the vegetable garden, picked two gherkins and came back, put them under the tap and washed them carefully.

I was about to go home and give one to my dad. Before I reached the gate, a big rooster ran to his side first, looking down for food.

In fact, when Wawa turned his head to look for his father, he pecked hard on his white and tender calf.

The pain in her leg made Wawa turn her head abruptly. When she saw the big cock, she was stunned for a moment, and then tears came out quickly. She clutched her two cucumbers and ran back to find her father.

"Wawa?"

After hearing the footsteps, Xianyu, who was teasing the cat, raised his head subconsciously, and was stunned when he saw Wawa running in with red eyes.

Wawa handed the two cucumbers he had picked to his father and asked his father to hold them for him first, while he ran out angrily.

He pressed the big cock to the ground, grabbed his neck, slapped it on the back, and gritted his teeth viciously.

With his tearful appearance, how could Xianyu feel at ease, and he walked out and saw this scene. Wawa, who had beaten the big cock, still remembered what his father taught him to be clean.

I went to the faucet to wash my hands, went back to my father, took my own cucumber, and took a bite of the tender end.

Xianyu originally thought that Wawa was fine, but unexpectedly, after swallowing the cucumber in his mouth, Wawa suddenly shrugged and hugged his thigh and cried.

"Woooo dad."

Xianyu carried him into the house and sat down. In this weather, Wawa would sweat a lot after crying, so he hugged him and sat in front of the fan.

Wawa originally just felt that he was in some pain and wanted his father to hug him, but he accidentally saw blood bleeding from the place on his leg where the big cock had pecked him.

Staring at it with wide eyes for a while, she cried out loudly.

I buried my head in my father's arms, crying until my body twitched, and when I was tired from crying, I took a bite of cucumber, swallowed it, and then continued to cry.

Grandma Xian came back from the field, heard her little grandson crying, thought it was her son who beat her, and was about to ask, Wawa first showed grandma the dried blood on her leg.

"Wawa what's wrong?"

Wawa sniffed, and when grandma asked him tears began to flow out, she pointed her index finger at the wound that was still bleeding, and explained while crying: "When I wash melons, the big cock comes to bite me. "

When Wawa was still young, he was also pecked by a big goose once. At that time, he just turned one year old and walked wobbly. Fortunately, he was wearing thick winter clothes, so he didn't have any problems with being pecked.

Since then, Grandma Xian has never raised a big goose again. Unexpectedly, a big rooster she raised also started to peck people.

"Wawa is good, don't cry, grandma will kill the rooster tomorrow for Wawa to make soup, okay?"

Xianyu was pecked the day he came home, and Grandma Xian was still saying that her rooster couldn't peck people, but she didn't expect that when it was Wawa's turn, she could only see the sun of tomorrow.

Wawa wiped his tears, shook his head lightly, and replied: "Wawa beat it."

In Wawa's eyes, the big rooster bit him, and he beat him back hard, then the relationship between them was evened out, and if the rooster was still bad next time, he would ask grandma to clean it up.

"Then our Wawa is really powerful."

Grandma Xian helped him clean up the wound on his leg, put on a band-aid, and gave Wawa a piece of the pastry she put on the cabinet.

Seeing him obediently sitting on the small bench eating cakes, I picked up the cattail fan and fanned him gently.

Wawa's slightly long hair fluttered with the wind, she tilted her head and leaned against her grandma's arms, stuffing all the pastries into her mouth.