My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing this scene, the old man gave Ling Ling some vegetables, but it was no wonder that the little grandson didn't think of him.

"Eat more vegetables to grow taller."

"Oh."

Lingling agreed, not picky at all, stuffed the greens into her mouth, leaned on the sofa after eating, and watched cartoons with her father.

The old man didn't like to read these things, so he went back to his room to rest.

The next day when Xianyu picked up Lingling from school, he just held his little hand when he heard Lingling eagerly sharing with him.

The painting they collaborated on yesterday was rated as the most beautiful by the teacher in their class!

Speaking of this, Ling Ling raised her chin and looked very embarrassing.

"Lingling is really amazing."

"Daddy is great too."

After Xian Yu and Ling Ling had finished exchanging compliments, they happened to arrive at the entrance of a small supermarket not far from the kindergarten. Ling Ling touched the pocket money that his grandfather gave him in the morning in his pocket and asked, "Dad, do you want to buy milk tea?"

In fact, Xianyu himself really wanted to drink it, but he couldn't resist having to take a sip every time. It was okay to drink occasionally, but if he drank too often, even if Ling Ling only took one sip every time, Xianyu was afraid that it would be bad for his health.

"Not buying."

"Then I go ride the rocking car?"

"Ah."

Ling Ling had banknotes in his hands, and when he was looking for the supermarket boss to exchange coins, he saw a lollipop on the counter and asked the boss to get one for him.

Go out, stuff the coins into the rocking cart, turn around and hand the lollipop to Xianyu.

"Dad, eat first, wait for me, don't worry."

"it is good."

Xianyu opened the lollipop, stuffed it into his mouth and waited patiently.

Lingling held the steering wheel on the rocking car, twisting it with extra vigor.

After the music stopped, I really wanted to play again, but I forced myself to get off the rocking car.

Holding Dad's hand, we walked down the sidewalk together.

This time I didn't see the big fat orange lying on the side of the road basking in the sun, Ling Ling was still a little disappointed, before he wanted the big fat orange to be friends with his own fat man.

The fat cat was a bit timid after arriving at Xian's house, let alone catching mice, even if an unfamiliar person wanted to touch its head, it would scare it and hide it in a corner.

After such a long time, there is still no progress.

This time, when Lingling came home from school, Pangpang hid in the darkest corner of Lingling's toy house because the servant who fed him touched his head, no matter what Lingling called him outside, he would not come out.

Xianyu, who was called by Lingling to help, had no choice but to see that the cat was stuffed too deep.

"Give this cat away, and Dad will help you choose a more courageous one."

The kid who was using the dried fish to coax the fat out, put the dried fish on the ground after hearing what his father said, stood up and patted the shoulder of Xianyu who was squatting there.

"Dad, we can't give up the cat just because it's timid."

"I raised Pangpang, so I have to be responsible for it."

Xianyu just happened to think of his friend who wanted to raise a cat, and he could guarantee that the kitten lived in that friend's house the same as it does now, but he didn't expect to be educated by Lingling.

"Okay, Dad was wrong."

"Father should apologize to Pangpang."

Pang Pang, who was seduced by the dried fish, was already lying there and started eating, and Xianyu really rubbed Pang Pang's head.

"Okay, sorry, Fatty."

The little cat raised its head in a daze, and meowed at Xianyu.

Lingling nodded solemnly, and said to his father, "Dad, what Pangpang means is that he forgives you."

The old man was outside the door, seeing his son and grandson doing such childish things together, he walked away silently with a cane.

After so many years of suffering, fortunately, he finally survived until the day when his son was sensible.

Just now, some of his old friends called to complain to him, saying that Xianyu planned not to continue to cooperate with them or something.

The old man promised well on the phone, but actually hung up the phone as if he didn't hear anything, let alone went to intercede with his son for that matter.

I am already so old, and the relationship with those old friends has not been good for a few years. At most, I will wait for them to leave before going to have a meal by myself.

It's not that he doesn't know that there are certain problems in his company, but he is old and has limited energy, so he is powerless in many things.

Now my son has noticed something is wrong, and when he wants to change, he will only get in trouble unless he is too old to be confused.

Time passed quickly, and the first semester of kindergarten was over in a blink of an eye, Ling Ling took Xianyu with him, packed up his personal belongings and took them home.

After all, the old man's thinking is still traditional. Today, like Chinese New Year, he always wants to go back to his hometown, the place where he grew up.

Although he has always settled here, what he always misses in his heart is the old house and those relatives.

Before, because his son didn't like it there, he felt that the place was not as prosperous as the city they were staying in now. Even if the old man wanted to go back, he was reluctant to part with his son and grandson.

This year just saw his son start to change his gender, the old man held some hope in his heart, and after they got home, he asked casually, "Where are you going to spend this Chinese New Year this year?"

When Lingling was at school, she heard the teacher talk about this in class. She put the schoolbag on the sofa in the living room, and she couldn't wait to answer: "Spend it with Dad, with Grandpa!"

The little guy's idea is simple, as long as there are dad and grandpa, no matter where he goes.

Xian Yu understood what the old man wanted to express, and knew that he was too old to say it directly, so he led Ling Ling who was so happy to start running around, squatted down and looked at him.

"What are you doing, Dad?"

Lingling didn't quite understand why her father was so serious all of a sudden, she pulled her lips and smiled a little stiffly, and stood up straight because of nervousness.

"Lingling, let's go back to our hometown to celebrate the New Year with Grandpa this year, shall we?"

"Wow, my hometown?"

When Ling Ling was more than one year old, she went back to her hometown to worship her ancestors with the old man, but now she doesn't remember it at all.

"Yes, that's where grandpa grew up."

After being reminded by her father, Ling Ling realized that her grandfather had mentioned it to her before, and after staring at her father carefully, she asked cautiously, "Dad, don't you think that place is not good?"

What the original owner likes is the bustling city where the lights can be lit from dark to dawn, rather than the hometown where everyone goes to bed after nine o'clock in the evening, Xianyu thinks this is nothing.

"will not."

After hearing his father's answer, Lingling hugged his neck, trying to crawl around his own legs to let his father hug him.

"That's great~"