My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Xianyu felt inexplicably that Qinqin meant that he would give half of it to himself, which was really not much, so he stretched out his hand and pinched Qinqin's nose, and when he wanted to kiss him, Qinqin frowned and avoided.

Wit buried his head in his father's arms, thinking that his father would not be able to touch him like this, and began to laugh at places where his father could not see.

Xianyu looked at the little guy curled up in his arms, and didn't force him to be pulled out, but just patted him on the back.

On the surface it looked like Qinqin had won and couldn't allow herself to kiss his face, but in fact the cub was not obediently lying in his arms right now.

Xianyu reached out and rubbed the back of his head, and felt that Qinqin's hair was a little too long, and planned to take him to cut it again before the Chinese New Year, otherwise he would be able to tie it into a pigtail.

The rule here is that you can't cut your hair during the first month. Although Xianyu himself doesn't believe in these things, since he's here, it doesn't hurt to follow them.

After the chestnuts were roasted, Xianyu took them out, and Qinqin's attention fell on the slightly burnt roasted chestnuts in his palm.

"Wait before eating, it's still a little hot."

The peeled yellow chestnut was placed in Qinqin's palm, and he shook it twice when it was so hot. The chestnut that had been peeled off the shell still maintained a certain luster, and it must be very sweet at a glance.

"Is it delicious, Qinqin?"

Qinqin nodded with her cheeks bulging, and was successfully bribed by the freshly baked chestnuts, and moved closer to the face that his father hadn't kissed just now.

The cubs who were sent up were not kissed in vain, and Qinqin, who was still smiling just now, frowned after kissing hard twice.

Originally, she was lazily leaning against her father's arms, but now she has sat up instead.

"Papa will peel another one for Qinqin, okay?"

"Ah."

After his father finished saying that, Qinqin tried to use a slightly gentler movement, and leaned back again.

After waiting for a while, seeing that his father hadn't gone to pull the chestnuts, he thought that his father was holding grudges for what happened before, so he went up to kiss his father's chin lightly.

Although Xianyu really likes to kiss his cubs, but it is true that Qinqin seldom kisses him actively, and every time he is kissed by himself, he still looks unhappy.

After being stunned for a while, she came back to her senses, and noticed that Qinqin was a little anxious, so she comforted her, "Qinqin is good, I have to wait a little longer."

"If it's not cooked enough, Qin Qin will cause a stomachache after eating it."

Chestnuts were picked out of the ashes one by one, and after they were left to cool for a while, Qinqin began to peel them by herself, and fed the first one she peeled to her father's mouth.

Xianyu met his eyes, and kissed him again after eating.

Qinqin wiped the place where her father had just kissed with the back of her hand, turned her back and didn't want to talk to her father for the time being.

It's really annoying, I have to kiss every day, I don't have enough kisses, and I don't know how to kiss after eating.

Xianyu admits that he has some bad tastes, he just likes to see his cubs resisting being forced by him.

No matter how much you resist, you will still be kissed by yourself in the end. Occasionally, you really can't pretend to be disgusted, and you can't hold back your snickering and start to lower your head.

When there were only the last two chestnuts left, Qinqin still wanted to continue to reach for them, and Xianyu felt that if he continued to eat them, he would not be able to eat at night.

"Qinqin, what if Dad wants to eat too?"

When Qinqin, who had just got her hand to peel the chestnut shells, heard this sentence, the action of peeling the chestnuts obviously slowed down, and she began to think seriously about how much her father ate.

It seems that he only ate the one he fed to him, and he ate all the rest.

He understands the truth, and knows that he has eaten too much, and now it is most appropriate to distribute these to his father, but he holds the peeled chestnuts in his palm, and he still feels a little bit reluctant after thinking about it.

I want to ask my father if the last two can be one of them, but I feel that this is a bit bad for me, after all, I eat so much more than my father.

In the end, he sent the chestnut to his father with his mouth pursed. Tears rolled in his eyes when he saw his father chewing.

I don't know if it's because most of the food that the original owner gave Qinqin was what the original owner thought was good. After Xianyu began to cook for him according to Qinqin's own preferences, he realized that he was actually a greedy cat through and through.

The last time I made him angry, I fiddled with a plate of fried spring rolls, then ran over and sat on his lap, not saying a word about the fact that I made him angry.

This time because of a chestnut, it seemed that I could cry in the next second.

"Qinqin is really good."

"Oh, good."

Qinqin reached out to grab the last one left, regretting why she didn't ask her father earlier if she wanted to eat it.

It's not that he didn't eat enough, he knew he had eaten enough, but he was thinking about the last two.

Xianyu broke open the last chestnut and put half of it in Qinqin's palm.

"I like Qinqin so much, give Qinqin half of it."

From the very beginning, Qinqin wasn't sure if his father was his father, and felt insecure, feeling like an outsider no matter where she stayed.

Xianyu's judgment should also be the reason, so Qinqin has a strong desire to control his own things, and also has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Up to now, Xianyu has been saying that he likes him every day, praising him for being outstanding every day, and his actual actions can prove how much he cares about Qinqin.

Qinqin's inner world used to be like a barren desert, but now it has grown into a garden at the turn of spring and summer under the care of her father.

Every word of praise from my father is like a gust of wind, and when it blows, all the flowers bend over.

Nianbian Xianyu went to the homes of other aunts in the village to check. The mother of the original owner did not teach the original owner much cooking skills at that time, and she always thought that as long as she was there, she could do it.

The mother-in-law taught the daughter-in-law mostly what to eat during the New Year in the village. Xianyu took Qinqin to steal from the teacher, and planned to make it for Qinqin after returning home.

Living in this environment, Qinqin will definitely see what other people eat. Although she doesn't admit it, she is indeed greedy and greedy.

Xianyu doesn't expose him, but just learns to do it silently, it's not troublesome anyway.

There is an old bachelor at the head of the village, who usually likes to give pointers to other people's lives. He saw Xianyu wearing an apron over his down jacket, learning how to roll meatballs there.

"Xianyu, what is there for you to learn about these things? If you want me to talk about children's gluttony, just give him a good beating on the mouth."

"Now he wants a meatball and you make it for him. Later, if he wants the stars in the sky, do you want to pick them for him too?"

"You may not understand this kind of thing now, but raising such a baby can save a lot of worry."

Qinqin, who was playing with other children over there, froze when he heard this. He was a little scared. Dad would really believe what this person said.

Regardless of his little friends, he hurried to sit down beside his father.

"Be good, don't listen."

After making the meatballs, Xianyu recalled the ingredients that he remembered before, and went to see the aunt fried with Qinqin in his arms.

As soon as it was fried, the aunt took one with her chopsticks and handed it to Qinqin, and at the same time began to greet other children who were playing in her house.

Qinqin stretched out her fingertips to touch it, then quickly withdrew her hand, Xianyu took it and put it in her palm, Qinqin puffed up her cheeks like a little frog, blowing lightly on the ball in the palm of her father .

I hope it can cool down quickly, and I hope it can enter my stomach as soon as possible.

This aunt is very enthusiastic, and when Xianyu learned how to go home, she even made a bowl for Xianyu.

Xianyu stepped on the thick snow, and Qinqin was eating meatballs all the way.

"Father, don't hit Qinqin."

Before entering the house, Qinqin suddenly took the initiative to say this sentence, and after finishing speaking, she nervously hugged her father's head and waited for his father to answer.

"When did Dad beat Qinqin?"

In fact, Xianyu has also seen those situations, because the child is greedy and just needs a beating.

But he didn't think it was really good. That scene cast a psychological shadow on Xianyu, who had no plans to get married at the time and was prepared that he would not have children in the future.

I even imagined that if I had children, I would never look like this.

Smacking a child with a slipper, just because he is greedy and wants to eat the lollipops that other children have.

Most parents don't like to hear their children say who has what, and the children want what they want, and they will use this to educate their children not to compare.

Xianyu doesn't think so, most people have a herd mentality, coupled with their reluctance to accept strange eyes, comparisons are actually the same among children as adults.

Adults see who has a car and a house, and children see who has toys and snacks. Desire and dissatisfaction with the status quo are the norm.

It is too rare and too common for people who can completely restrain their desires and not think about anything. Xianyu has been able to accept the mediocrity of his children from the very beginning.

I am a father here, and of course a cub is similar. I can't let a person like me who has no great ability give birth to a child of peerless genius.

Expectations are reduced to the lowest, and every time Qinqin is smart and well-behaved is a surprise gift to his father.

Xianyu may not be considered a qualified and responsible father, but he is really enlightened enough.

Qinqin leaned into her father's arms and thought about it carefully, and found that his father had never hit her, not in his own memory.

Even if he mischievously broke his father's favorite glass, his father just patiently told him to pay attention next time, and asked him to pack up the broken glass and throw it away.

Qinqin handed one of her favorite meatballs to his father's mouth, and leaned forward to get closer to her father.

When the child was bad, Xianyu wanted him to be good, but now that he was really good, Xianyu couldn't help but want to tease him, watching Qinqin change his face.

"However, if Qinqin really wants to, then Dad can work hard to learn and try his best to satisfy every request of my obedient family."

"Qinqin, don't worry, Dad is so smart, he will definitely learn it soon."