My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Qinqin didn't dare to chew the ball that he had just stuffed into his mouth, so he just stared at his father in a daze. After a while, he came back to his senses and chewed lightly. Then something is wrong.

Before when he said he wanted to eat something, his father said that he could learn it. Although Qinqin didn't show much at the time, he was actually very happy in his heart.

But this time, when Qinqin heard his father said that he could learn, Qinqin felt the hair on his back.

"No, don't study."

"Why don't you learn?"

"Qinqin is afraid."

"Huh? Is my Qinqin afraid? What are you afraid of? Why doesn't Dad know?"

Xianyu gave Qinqin a sufficient sense of security, making his first reaction when he heard his father's words now be to answer.

His dad would avoid the thing he said he was afraid of, and would tell him that it was okay to be afraid of that thing, and that dad could avoid that annoying thing with him.

"Afraid, hit, hurt."

"Oh, then Dad won't learn."

After entering the house, Qinqin put the balls in the kitchen, washed her hands, and then went to the small room to find his father.

He moved his small chair to his father's side, turned his head and just leaned on his father's lap.

Xianyu just said a few words to him, but in Qinqin's eyes, it was he who managed to convince his father.

When I was at other people’s house that day, Xianyu noticed that Qinqin prefers spicy radish balls, so I made more of these. In order to take care of Qinqin’s taste, I deliberately did not add ginger.

Qinqin stayed aside while making the croquettes, moved a stool to sit on, and occasionally stood up when his father couldn't see him.

He still remembered that when he went to play with his little friend yesterday, that little friend's mother was there to fry the meatballs, because he said a word, and he must say that the meatballs were smashed because of his words.

Qinqin was afraid that her father thought the same way, so she covered her mouth tightly.

"Qinqin, Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are still a few days left. Let's go see grandparents, grandparents, and your mother together in two days, okay?"

"is it far?"

"Not far."

"it is good."

Xianyu also doesn't like Qinqin's mother very much. Not only does she know that someone else is married and wants to be that person's lover, but she also finds out that she is pregnant. When the man disagrees with his birth, she chooses to run back to find an honest person married.

But no matter how much he didn't like it, he didn't want to extend his dislike of that woman to Qinqin. After all, Qinqin was indeed bought by that woman in exchange for her life in this world.

Even if her purpose is only to return to that man's side after giving birth to the child, she thinks that she can take pity on herself for the sake of the child.

Xianyu told Qinqin that he could only get six balls, so he started counting on his stomach, and when he made a mistake, he had to go back and start over again. After counting for a long time, he didn't get it right, and instead he pissed himself off.

"Exchange some merit for me, and bind it to the soul of the original owner."

His current life is over, and the next one is going to be his next one. Xianyu will send him to a good family in his next life, with loving parents, a good family background, and a smooth life.

"Okay, host."

After sending the things away, the shackles that had been pressing on Xianyu seemed to be untied. He admitted that he was sorry for the original owner, and he could not hate Qinqin's mother like the original owner did.

Anyway, after calculating that he was actually not good to his little tiger, the two were barely even.

For the original owner, Qinqin's mother is the kind of existence who can't help but grit her teeth and turn red when she thinks about it.

But for Xianyu, that is just a past tense.

Like the original owner, he felt that the woman was wrong and disgusting, but starting today, he decided to act as if nothing had happened in the past.

At least when Qinqin was still naive, he felt that he was a baby who was almost loved by his parents.

Qinqin is not a prop to vent, nor is it a tool to use, he is him.

"Hey, have you picked it? If you make a mistake, Dad will come over to eat."

After counting for a long time, her brain was still a little buzzing, Qinqin handed the two she had just counted to her father.

"Give."

“So generous?”

"Ah."

Before the Chinese New Year, people in the village will basically go to see the old people who have left, say hello to them, and ask them to come back on the day of the Chinese New Year.

There was no snow on the day I went, and the weather was gloomy. Xianyu carried the incense and paper she bought in one hand, and held Qinqin in the other.

Now the regulations are getting stricter, fireworks and firecrackers are no longer allowed, but as long as the incense paper is handled properly, it is generally not so strict.

The original owner was afraid that his wife would be lonely, so he placed her grave next to his parents' graves.

After learning the truth, he was so angry that he almost dug his grave. In the end, it was thanks to the village chief who stopped him there.

"Come on Qinqin, stand here first, Dad will fix this place."

The withered grass was still there, it hadn't been here for a long time, and there was already a layer of dust on it, Xianyu wiped the three tombstones carefully with the things he brought.

There is also a photo of them on the tombstone. The old couple smiled a little awkwardly, but they are the kind of people who know that they have very good personalities through the photos.

Qinqin's mother is really beautiful, otherwise the original owner would not be able to forget her for so many years.

When Xianyu was cleaning the tombstone of the original owner's parents, Qinqin was standing in front of another tombstone. He was not as tall as the tombstone, so he had to look up to see the photo on it.

"Qinqin?"

"dad."

Qinqin reached out and grabbed his father's hand, and went to the place where his father was just now without looking back, pointed at the photo and asked, "Grandpa, grandma?"

"Yes, Qinqin is really smart, come and kowtow to grandparents."

When Xianyu was burning incense paper, Qinqin found a clean place beside him and knelt down, kowtowed very firmly, and turned to stare at his father after kowtowing.

"Qinqin, brain melon seeds, hum."

"It's not for you to knock down."

Xianyu put down the things in his hands, walked over to help him get rid of the sand on his head, and sighed helplessly when he saw how his frowning eyes were starting to get wet from the pain.

"Father blows and blows and it doesn't hurt."

"Blow."

After finishing here, Qinqin's mother's tomb was also taken care of by Xianyu.

Sometimes thinking about it makes him feel a little uncomfortable, but he really doesn't have any feelings for Qinqin's mother or the original owner, so he doesn't care at all.

Thanks to Qinqin's mother for bringing Qinqin into this world, that's all.

Although Xianyu tried his best to hide his emotions, Qinqin vaguely noticed that his father seemed not very happy, kowtowed and followed his father to burn some yellow paper, holding his hand and urging to go home.

The way back was also downhill, so Xianyu was afraid that he would fall, so he just picked him up.

"Dad, I'm not coming."

Qinqin held her father's neck with her hands, and kissed her father's side face proactively.

"what happened?"

"Dad, not happy."

Xianyu was taken aback when he heard this, then he parted his lips and smiled and denied, "Father is happy every day with Qinqin by his side."

"Not just now."

Qinqin is no longer as easy to fool as she was at the beginning, and began to stubbornly use her own way to convince his father.

The child's competitive spirit made him want to prove to his father that what he said was correct.

"But Qinqin, even if you are unhappy with some things, you have to do it."

"If you're not happy, don't do it."

Xianyu didn't refute at this time, but if he encountered any situation next time, he would definitely have to come over.

It's meaningless to care about the dead. No matter how many emotions you hold in your heart, you will make yourself uncomfortable. Leisure, who has done countless tasks, is an absolute expert in psychological adjustment.

"Unhappy things, just thinking about Qinqin will make you happy."

When Qinqin came down from the narrow path and turned to walk on the main road, Qinqin struggled to walk by herself, took his father's hand, and hopped home.

When I saw a beautiful snowman piled up in front of someone's house, I would point it out to his father.

"father!"

"Well, let's see if I'm free tomorrow. If Qinqin doesn't stay in bed tomorrow, Dad should have time to make one for Qinqin."

I don't like to get up when the weather is cold, every time Qinqin has to linger on the bed for a long time.

Xianyu has bought several down jackets online since she discovered that Qinqin is not afraid of the cold, but just dislikes the heavy and bulky padded jackets.

Now Qinqin is wearing a black one, and Xianyu doesn't like to wear a smock for him, unless it is a very light-colored coat.

Qinqin thought about it, in fact, he himself was not very sure that he would not stay in bed tomorrow, but the snowman he saw just now was really beautiful, and he nodded as soon as he gritted his teeth.

"it is good!"

"Is it so powerful, Qinqin?"

There are still two days before the Chinese New Year, and on the second day, Qinqin did not stay in bed as he promised to his father, and forced himself to lift the quilt and crawl out when the time came, and started changing clothes by himself after yawning.

He didn't see his father, but he smelled the smell of food in the air and guessed that his father was cooking.

He picked up his socks from the chair, and when putting them on his feet, he stuffed the bottoms of his long johns, and put them on slowly one by one, and tidied them up in front of the mirror after putting them on.

After making sure that it should be similar to what his father usually wears for himself, he went out to find his father in slippers.

After dinner, Xianyu went to make snowballs with him, and asked Qinqin to help make the snowman's head. Although Qinqin didn't have much strength, he was very busy. When the snowball couldn't be pushed anymore, he called his father over.

Xianyu rounded up the snowball bit by bit, and asked Qinqin to add a nose and eyes to the snowman.

In the end, Qinqin let her father hug her, just like her father usually does to her, she leaned over and patted the snowman's head with her little hand.

"Well, be good."