My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Wawa felt a little wronged when he saw his father after being scolded, but he was angry after sleeping and getting up.

Those uncles and aunts didn't do anything, they just wanted to continue their lives, something was wrong, why did they have to bear so many strange insults.

"Dad, why are they so bad?"

On the way to the factory, Wawa was still curious, tilting his head and staring at his father.

"Because not everyone is kind. If some people are not happy themselves, they have to see that others are also unhappy. They use this way to vent their emotions."

Wawa's eyebrows and nose were wrinkled together, and she muttered in a low voice: "Then they are good or bad."

"Yes, they don't know how to regulate their emotions. What will Wawa do if he is unhappy? Can you tell Dad?"

Wawa in the original plot, because of his living environment, caused his personality to be sensitive, extremely proud and extremely inferior.

Even if it was just a normal suggestion from others, it seemed to him to be accusing him, and in the end he couldn't bear the heavy psychological pressure at all.

"Wawa is happy when he hugs his father."

Wawa hugged his father as he said that, feeling the fullness of his embrace, and rubbed against his father relyingly.

I arrived at the factory soon, and the staff of the previous program group are still here. There are many details that were not recorded yesterday.

Yesterday, when they were planning this program, they just made a suggestion, saying that they could use this program to promote the physically disabled and mentally strong, and sublimate the theme of the program by the way.

I am filming the daily work of the disabled here, and I am also helping the factory owner to publicize that the disabled are clean and the things they make are not dirty.

Wawa came a little early today, before the live broadcast started, Master Wa had already drank all the milk he brought before work started, and even took an aunt's orange.

The factory owner is not a person who often goes outside to publicize, but now that the accumulated products have exceeded his ability to bear, he began to try to sell them.

"All the disabled people here can guarantee that they have never done anything bad. Aunt Wang was in the factory. Because the boss' relatives made a mistake, her arm was caught in the machine. The boss didn't want to lose money, and her husband signed the contract." Give up the claim settlement contract and divorce her with the money.”

There are many people in this factory, but the boss can tell the experience of each of them accurately.

Some staff members of the program group even searched out the news about some disabled people in the past, such as those who saved lives, or those who helped others and said that they would be grateful for a lot of money, but in the end they didn't see a trace of it.

The uncle who was broadcasting live with Wawa yesterday, he was helping to lift the car that had an accident on the side of the road. After the explosion, the broken glass entered the eye, and he had to remove the eyeball.

Afterwards, the car owner said he did not ask for help.

After Wawa listened, she was silent for a long time, and quietly exited the room. Seeing her father teasing the big yellow dog in the yard, she ran to her father and squatted down.

"Dad, it looks like rhubarb."

"homesick?"

Wawa shook his head slightly after his father finished asking, he was not very homesick, he knew that grandma would always be waiting for him.

"Father, Wawa suddenly felt that if he is in good health and has hands and feet, he is already very happy."

Before that, Wawa still had a lot of troubles in his little head. His father always teased him, his grandma wouldn’t let him eat snacks, rhubarb wouldn’t let him ride, there wasn’t enough candy and milk powder.

But now those troubles seem to have disappeared, leaving only contentment and happiness.

Xianyu hummed lightly, agreeing with what his family said.

Most of people's troubles come from dissatisfaction and desire, so they will crazily miss their childhood when they become adults, because a piece of candy makes them happy.

In fact, I feel that if I can really go back to my childhood, if my memory is better, when I was happy when I only got one candy in my childhood, I will definitely look forward to another one in my heart.

"Dad, Wawa is going to work."

Seeing the uncle walking past beating the ground with his blind stick, Wawa also hurriedly stood up and followed.

As soon as the broadcast started this time, Wawa was already ready to scold people. He thought of a lot of curse words yesterday, and he just waited to use them today.

In order to give a timely response or interact with the audience, the function of reading the barrage was adjusted before the broadcast.

"Squatting here, good morning Wawa! Today is also a day to be a social animal!"

"Is there a link to the little frog bag on Wawa's body?"

"Sit higher, Wawa, mom won't be able to see you!"

Wawa, who was about to start swearing with her hips on her hips, was a little dazed after hearing these barrages.

This is what he learned from his grandma, saying that putting his hips on his hips will make others feel that he is not easy to mess with.

There were more and more voices praising him, and Wawa put down his hand unknowingly.

His face seemed to be on fire, and after a few hey laughs, he raised his hand to say hello to the phone.

"Good morning~"

"Wawa is Wawa, not something out of wow."

"Frog, no, give Wawa one."

"Wawa has a mother, don't bark, call, call Wawa."

Wawa has a good memory. After these people finished speaking, he could remember them firmly and answer them there.

It was the first time for the blind man in charge of the live broadcast to see such a harmonious barrage in the live broadcast room. Although he couldn't see it, he turned his head following the sound and asked, "Is your name Wawa?"

"Yeah, Wawa."

The blind man changed into looser clothes today, and he often worried that his eyes without eyeballs would scare others.

When I first learned how to weave, I wove a belt for myself and tied it around my eyes.

Coupled with the gentle temperament of others, it seems to make people feel very comfortable.

After the uncle finished knitting, Wawa picked it up and shook it in front of the camera.

"Look, it looks good, eight yuan."

After introducing the lily-of-the-valley, Wawa picked up the pomegranate and lotus on the other side, each of which is very delicate and beautiful.

Most of the people who just came to see Wawa are willing to spend 15 yuan to buy a delicate and beautiful hand-woven flower.

Some people made a calculation, no matter how many flowers they buy, the postage is the same, so it is not very cost-effective to buy only one flower.

Coupled with the fact that most people have colleagues or friends and elders, this kind of exquisite flower is very suitable for decoration when giving gifts.

After the products in the live broadcast room were scolded again, Wawa heard the viewers in the live broadcast room urging him to stock up, so he waved his hands hastily.

"Wawa won't, I'm so tired, Wawa is leaving first."

After speaking, Wawa patted his buttocks, he was already getting a little hungry, and wanted to ask his father when he could start eating.

While Wawa was sitting there helping to broadcast the live broadcast, Xianyu had been waiting outside the door, seeing Wawa coming out, he handed him the water glass in his hand.

After talking a lot, Wawa who did feel a little thirsty hurried over.

"Dad, Wawa is hungry."

"Let's go out to eat together later, okay?"

"Wawa eats noodles."

"Okay, eat noodles."

The person in charge of the factory wanted to keep them here for dinner, but Xianyu felt really sorry, so he hugged Wawa and said hello to the person in charge before leaving here.

"Dad, how about this afternoon?"

"My Wawa is resting in the afternoon."

The factory does not broadcast live in the afternoon. In fact, if it is not because of the presence of Wawa, they may not broadcast live one a week.

Now that the normal meal time has passed, there are no people in the nearby restaurants, so Xianyu chooses a noodle restaurant, walks in and asks for two small bowls of noodles.

"Daddy also eats small portions?"

"Wawa give some to Dad, okay?"

If Xianyu is alone, then he must order a large portion, but when Wawa is around, two small portions are more appropriate.

"it is good."

Wawa was just worrying about not being able to finish his meal. Before, his father only ordered a portion of noodles, and then added some for himself. It is a very bad habit to waste.

After hearing my father's arrangement, I finally let go of the heart I've been carrying.

When the proprietress brought out the two bowls of noodles, Xianyu could tell at a glance that at least three or four servings of beef had been added to one serving of Wawana.

When I started eating, I could still hear the voices of the couple in the back kitchen.

"Tell me about you, why did you get so much beef?"

While clearing the table, the proprietress rolled her eyes and replied, "I am happy."

"Hey, what I mean is, if you send some drinks over, maybe we can take a photo together."

When Xianyu heard this, he glanced at Wawa who was sitting opposite him, his cheeks were stuffed up to his bulging cheeks, because he ate too fast, the noodle soup splashed into his eyes when he sucked the noodles, and tears came out while rubbing.

"Woooo dad."

Wawa, who has no idol burden at all, just wants her father to help quickly.

After eating the noodles, I paid for it. The proprietress raised her head and said she had received it, but she didn't come out to take a photo with Wawa.

If it wasn't for Xianyu's sensitive ears, he would have heard the conversation between the husband and wife in the back kitchen and thought nothing had happened.

Wawa was a little sleepy in the afternoon, and fell asleep on his father's shoulders. When he got into the taxi and returned to the hotel, Xianyu put his coat on him.

The recording of the program group has ended, and Wawa worked part-time for a week before leaving.

Xianyu greeted him in advance, so during the live broadcast, Wawa also said goodbye to them by the way.

"Wawa is going home, see you daddy, sisters."

"Wawa will miss you, goodbye~"

After the last live broadcast, Wawa waved at the camera, then turned around and threw himself into his father's arms.

Then my father took me to bid farewell to the uncles and aunts in those factories.

Although Wawa didn't stay for long, these uncles and aunts often took care of him.

Different styles of small frog messenger bags, Wawa has five.