My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Qinqin turned her head and stared at his father, it's not time to feed the kitty yet, what is his father calling?

Next, the little cat who was lying there lazily raised its head suddenly after hearing this sentence, ran to Xianyu's feet and pawed at him.

"Meow?"

This appearance, as if asking Xianyu what he asked him to do, immediately made Qinqin froze in place.

"No, no, Xiao Xiao."

"Little, little?"

Qinqin leaned her head in front of the kitten and grabbed its ear with one hand, trying to make the kitten recognize the reality clearly.

Xianyu stood there watching him busy for a while, and called out with a smiling voice: "Fanfan?"

"Meow~"

The kitten who was held down by Qinqin struggled and ran in front of Qinqin, with its paws resting on his outstretched palm.

Qinqin's eyes widened, she looked at the kitten and then at her father, she didn't expect why things would develop like this.

"Little."

In the end, he muttered stubbornly, then decided to compromise, and poked the little cat's round head.

"rice."

"Meow~"

Every time Qinqin fed it before, afraid that the kitten would forget about it, she would call out twice in advance to signal the kitten to come and eat.

When his family, Qinqin, was sitting there with his head propped up and thinking about life, Xianyu quietly left the room, afraid that his family would think that he was the one who advised him to wait.

Unexpectedly, after waiting and waiting, a good little cat took Fanfan as its own name.

Qinqin is not the kind of kid who likes to blame others everywhere, but she is still a little unhappy, so she reaches out and pokes Maomao's ass.

The seeds that had just been sown in spring had green shoots sprouting in a week, and Xianyu would go there every day to have a look.

Before that, I found that many old people in the village started to dig wild vegetables in the mountains, so I planned to join in the fun.

Qinqin carried his own small basket on his back, and Xianyu went up the mountain with a basket in his hand, and patiently told Qinqin how to identify it.

"Dad, eat?"

"Well, we can still send some past to those who like Qinqin."

There are many types of wild vegetables, and Xianyu only picked the ones that the original owner remembered to be delicious. Although the others were said to have high nutritional value, they were useless in front of his cubs.

Qinqin held the still tender roots of the wild vegetables in her small hands, gently pinched them off and put them in the small basket.

He has never eaten this food, and he doesn't remember whether it is good or not, but just now, his father told him that if he finished it, he would make braised pork for him at night.

Xianyu is still carrying a video camera on his shoulders, planning to shoot a video about digging wild vegetables.

"Dad, it's Huahua~"

Halfway through the digging, Qinqin smelled the scent of bluegrass flowers, raised her head and sniffed, and followed the smell to find a bluegrass plant in the forest.

He lay on the ground and leaned his head over to sniff carefully, then turned his head and waved to his father, motioning for his father to come over quickly.

The flowers of this orchid are greenish. In the memory of the original owner, this kind of orchid is called pandan orchid, and there is another kind of orchid with dark red color called stinky orchid.

Qinqin stayed here for a while, took the initiative to pose several poses, and asked his father to help him take a few more photos.

"so."

"Row."

Xianyu saw his little ancestor waving his hands to signal him to move to the side, and he couldn't bear to tell him that in fact, he was always in video mode.

While taking pictures of the whole process, he took a few photos with his mobile phone.

When the original owner was a child, he must have taken them all home without mercy and kept them in a plastic bottle.

But Qinqin is different, he seems to be reluctant, after staying for a while, he obediently carries his small basket on his back and continues to look for wild vegetables.

Finally, the small basket was filled and poured into his father's big basket, and he pursed his lips and continued to work.

Seeing Qinqin's posture, Xianyu thought he could do it for a long time, but he didn't expect that when the second basket was filled, he ran to his side and raised his head and flattened his mouth.

"Dad, my stomach is growling."

"Then let's go home and eat."

Xianyu went down the mountain and walked directly with Qinqin in his arms. He didn't feel tired even after working more times. When he saw the familiar small house, Qinqin clapped his hands happily.

When passing by Grandma Wang's house, I saw her planting rose flowers there, cut off some rose branches, and inserted them into the soil.

When Grandma Wang saw Xianyu, she beckoned him to take some back.

Before Xianyu had time to refuse, Qinqin stretched out her hand first, and whispered thank you after taking it.

After arriving home, Qinqin sat on a small chair and leaned back, squinting her eyes as if she was a little tired.

Xianyu took out his favorite snacks from the drawer and handed them to him to let him pad his stomach first.

The afternoon sun was already scorching, so Xianyu found a suitable place in the yard and planned to plant those few roses.

He's not a professional, and he's not sure he can do it right.

The exhausted Qinqin leaned back on the swing chair and fell asleep, still holding the meal in her arms.

Fanfan likes to bask in the sun, and also likes the embrace of the little master, it likes all warm places.

When Lei Yu planted the rose flowers and went to look at them, Fanfan was lazily licking his paws.

I don't know whether this little guy is too tired to take care of it, or because he remembers what he said to him before, so he didn't take the cat to bed to sleep.

Xianyu took a small blanket over, and covered Qinqin's body, Fanfan's unwilling head came out, and he patted his paw on the quilt, as if he was blaming the master for covering himself in it.

It's not summer yet, Xianyu is not too sleepy and has no plans to take a nap, so he trims the yard again.

The wild vegetables that Qinqin brought back before were simply processed and cooked several times to dry. Xianyu planned to wait a few days to do a lucky draw and give them to those fans who have always liked Qinqin.

The wind in spring seems to be gentle, and when someone’s magnolia blooms in the village, Qinqin would bring rice and rice to take pictures with her every day.

The village head's son settled down in the city, bought his own house, and took the golden retriever away.

Qinqin was still sad for a long time when she heard the news, she went home with her meal and leaned in her father's arms.

"If Qinqin likes puppies, how about Dad buying one for you?"

Xianyu rubbed his fluffy head, it was his puppy before, now it is reasonable to settle down and want to take it away.

His family, Qinqin, always liked to play with that puppy before, but now it's normal to be reluctant.

"No."

Qinqin shook her head, buried her head in her father's arms, Fanfan was squeezed by his movement and jumped up, and quickly ran to the side to lick the fur on her body.

Xianyu put his hand on Qinqin's back and patted it lightly. After coaxing him for a while, he realized that Qinqin fell asleep at some point, and after falling asleep, he still pouted his mouth, as if he was very dissatisfied with the status quo.

He could vaguely guess the child's thoughts, he only wanted to have a pet named Fanfan, and gave all his love to a cat like Fanfan.

The seeds that had been sown before had completely drilled out of the soil at this time, and Xianyu took Qinqin to pull them out together, and planted them in other places.

When Qinqin was busy with her father, she squatted aside and gently poked the young seedlings with her fingertips.

He still remembered that when he and his father made this before, they were just small black seeds, but now they are so big when they grow green.

The strangeness and charm of life made Qinqin extremely amazed. She poked and felt the touch of the green buds on her fingertips.

At this time, a gust of wind blew over, and the green buds swayed with the wind, occasionally touching Qinqin's fingertips.

"Wow."

After Xianyu finished his busy work, he took Qinqin back with the clothes on the back of his neck.

"What do you want for lunch?"

"dad."

Xianyu could guess the general meaning of the two words Qinqin answered, but he still wanted to tease him.

This child was a late talker, and the previous incident made him not very talkative, and he would spit out two or three words slowly every time.

"Eat Dad? That's not good. If you eat Dad, who will cook for my Qinqin?"

Qinqin thought about what her father said, and found that it was indeed the same as what his father said, but what her father said was completely different from what she wanted to express.

"No, don't eat Dad."

"Then what would Qinqin want to eat?"

"eat……"

Leisurely Yu doesn't rush him, Qinqin doesn't talk, and then he is busy with other things first, there are so many trivial things at home and abroad, and he waits while doing them.

At the beginning, Qinqin thought that if her father realized that he didn't know, he might do it according to his own ideas.

But now my stomach is starting to growl with hunger, and my father still doesn't want to talk to me.

"Qinqin, eat porridge, vegetable porridge."

"Oh? How about adding some meat?"

"Good~"

Xianyu also had this plan when he was shopping for vegetables in the morning. At first, he thought of seafood porridge, but suddenly remembered that his family was allergic to seafood.

So I changed it to fresh pork, and put it together with vegetables to make porridge. Qinqin usually likes to eat it.

"Make another meatball, Qin Qin loves to eat it."

"Squeeze some more juice and add some vitamins."

Qinqin listened to his father's arrangements, nodding her head from time to time to signal to her father that he was listening carefully.

When Dad finally walked into the kitchen with the apron, Qinqin breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Fanfan into her arms, pinched his ear with one hand, leaned her head closer and said, "Dad is really troublesome."

Every time it is something that his father can handle alone, he always likes to ask his opinion.

He likes to eat everything his father makes, and Qinqin can't pick out the one he likes the most.

Fanfan didn't know the little master's thoughts, it only knew that the spring was sunny, and after stretching comfortably, it stretched its paws.