My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

When the other adults heard Ling Lingchao's loud words, they were stunned for a moment and then laughed.

As he said, he stuffed the red envelope into his pocket, and by the way, he had to hold back a smile and say a few words of resignation to him.

"It's all stuffed into your clothes, so don't be polite."

Ling Ling showed a tangled face, and waited for a while before nodding, and then reluctantly accepted it.

"Well, that's fine."

The front was fine, but the red envelopes in the back were too stuffed into Ling Ling's pockets, and the other adults stuffed them into the hat of his padded jacket.

The second grandfather had several children himself, and those children who got married after they became adults had to give red envelopes according to the rules.

In the end, Lingling was nervous like a little penguin when walking, afraid that the red envelope would be dropped if she didn't walk well.

"dad."

"Huh? Dad kept the new year's money for you?"

Ling Ling still remembers that the children in the kindergarten told her that you must not believe the pocket money that the adults said for you to keep for you. Those words are just to deceive people, and they will never be returned.

But now, sitting on Dad's lap and leaning against his arms, he didn't really want to refuse, so he took out everything in his pocket and handed it to Dad.

Then he raised his head, leaned close to his father's ear, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to keep it, I'll give it to you."

At this time, Xianyu wanted to reach out to help him take off the red envelope in the hat, but he didn't expect that the kid who was very generous just now would rarely start to protect it now.

"Dad, I won't give this."

"Ok?"

"Keep this and buy milk tea for Dad."

Although Lingling is generous, he can tell things clearly. He still wants to use milk tea to coax his father to pick him up from the kindergarten.

"also."

At this time, Xianyu suddenly thought of the few things he bought before, and asked the old man to look at Lingling for a while.

He went outside by himself and took some lights and a small bag from the car.

Those lamps were distributed to the other children in the second uncle's family, and one was left for Ling Ling. In addition, a tiger head pouch made of cloth was worn on Ling Ling's shoulder.

"Put the red envelope in here."

After speaking, Xianyu took the lead in putting in the red envelope that Ling Ling said he would keep for him, and then helped him take out the red envelope that was in the hat.

The tiger head pouch is generally bright red, and has a furry texture as a whole.

Ling Ling closed the zipper on the tiger's head, carrying a bag and carrying a lantern, and went out to play with the children.

After playing until after nine o'clock, some children couldn't stand it any longer and went back to rest one after another.

Only Ling Ling, although sleepy enough to start to feel confused, still insisted on going to find Dad, sitting in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, when will Grandpa go back?"

"Those who want to watch the year can go back after twelve o'clock."

"Then, what should I do if I'm sleepy?"

"Sleep in my arms for a while?"

"Well, Dad, that brother told me that there will be beautiful fireworks at twelve o'clock, remember to wake me up to watch."

After exhorting this sentence, Lingling went to sleep with peace of mind. Although she was too sleepy, she was still thinking about things she hadn't seen.

Someone was playing mahjong next door, and the old man was still talking to his brother. The two brothers rarely saw each other, and this time it seemed that they were going to finish all the words they had accumulated for a year.

The old man noticed that Ling Ling was asleep, and the second grandfather followed his gaze, and asked his daughter to get a thin quilt to cover Ling Ling.

"Do you want to hug her and go to bed?"

The woman who came out with the thin quilt took a look at Lingling to make sure that he was asleep, and asked in a low voice.

"Lingling, do you want to sleep on the bed?"

"Well, Dad hugs."

The woman handed the quilt to Xianyu, still feeling a little strange in her heart. If it were the ancestors in her family, she would never dare to talk and ask after falling asleep, and it would be a fuss again when she woke up .

Xianyu hugged him with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other hand to look at it, replied to the work-related message sent by the secretary, and then put the mobile phone back.

Staring at Ling Ling's sleeping face, his eyelashes are long and curly, and his mouth is tightly closed.

Even when he was asleep, he still held the lantern that Xianyu handed him before.

Xianyu tentatively wanted to take it off, but found that he was holding it a little tight, so he could only lean close to his ear, and asked in a low voice: "Lingling, let Dad play with the lantern for a while, okay?"

The child subconsciously nodded after falling asleep, and then agreed vaguely.

"Good~"

Before twelve o'clock, the group of people playing mahjong came out to prepare fireworks.

According to their rules, firecrackers and fireworks will be set off after zero o'clock, and all the doors will be opened to welcome the God of Wealth.

Although Ling Ling still remembered that she asked her father to wake her up before, but now her father really wakes him up.

He was so sleepy that he rubbed his eyes and couldn't help complaining that his father listened to the children too much.

When the fireworks started, Ling Ling's drowsiness was completely gone.

Unlike the previous small fights, everyone was setting off the fireworks. The fireworks blooming in the sky made Lingling jump up so happy, she tiptoed and pointed at the one she thought was the most beautiful.

"Dad, look!"

"Wow, is it that pretty?"

"Yes wow yes wow."

The fireworks that were set off together illuminated the whole sky like daytime. The sound of crackling and the laughter of children made it a lively New Year.

Around 01:30, Xianyu held a flashlight in his hand, and went home to rest with the old man and the others. They walked on the spacious alley in the countryside, and Lingling held the lantern in his hand.

The fireworks were not over, and occasionally a few sounds could be heard.

Although Ling Ling is still young, she still has some memories of last year's Chinese New Year.

At that time, only he, his grandfather and a nanny stayed in the villa, and when he heard other people's excitement, he felt depressed for no reason.

At that time, Ling Ling thought that she was not very happy, until now, she belatedly realized that maybe it was envy.

Xianyu's palm was warm and dry, and he held Lingling's little hand in his palm, not forgetting to lower his head and tell him to be careful of the slippery road.

"You know, I'm not such a stupid little..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ling Ling just fell off her ass.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Xianyu reached out and hugged him up.

"Okay, you're not such a stupid kid, let me hug you obediently."

The old man took the flashlight and gave the little grandson an angry look.

Originally, he wanted to say that when he fell before, he knew that he would get up, wipe off the ashes and continue walking, but as soon as the words came out of his mind, he swallowed them silently.

Forget it, if you don't behave well in front of his father, you won't behave well, anyway, it's not for me to hug him.

When Lingling was hugged by her father, she handed the lantern she was carrying to her grandfather, then wiped off the snowflakes on her palms and sleeves, leaned on her father's shoulder, raised her head, and said, "Dad , I am so happy this year~”

Leisurely hummed in a low voice.

After returning home, when the old man was about to go to rest, Lingling hurried over to say happy new year to grandpa.

After Xianyu finished washing, he saw Lingling who had already changed into her pajamas was still lying on the bedside, staring up at the window.

Hearing his father's footsteps, he asked in a somewhat expectant voice: "Dad, you said... can fireworks make a wish?"

"I think it should be fine."

Lingling hastily clasped her hands reverently, her gesture of making a wish was not standard, and she even muttered aloud.

"I hope Dad will always be as good as he is now."

Xianyu waited patiently, and after he finished making his wish, he hugged him back and stuffed him under the quilt, stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, and asked coldly: "I only wear such thin clothes Lying there, do you want to be beaten?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Ling hurriedly got under the blanket, and a muffled sound came from under the blanket.

"It is said that children are not beaten during the Chinese New Year."

"Then forget it this time, but your hands are so cold, if you move around again..."

A furry head popped out of the bed quickly, stared at Dad, and nodded tactfully before he finished speaking.

"Okay, I won't move anymore."

Xianyu lifted the quilt and brought over the bag containing the New Year's money, and put all the red envelopes inside under Ling Ling's pillow, which was almost too small to fit under Ling Ling's pillow.

"Dad, why did you put it under the pillow?"

"Pressing money is to keep you safe and sound in the coming year."

"Then... can you bless my wish come true?"

"May be."

Ling Ling herself has a pretty good memory, so she picked out the ones given by her grandfather and put them on top.

In the next second, there was a thicker red envelope in front of him, which looked like a cartoon rabbit's red envelope, and the two ears were very delicately made.

"hold head high?"

"This is from my father. Hey, it seems that I have to work harder next year, otherwise I won't be able to afford the red envelopes for my good boy."

Lingling reached out to take it, and put the pillows on the other side. Originally, she wanted to put Dad's on top, but after thinking about it, she moved Grandpa's to the side and placed them side by side.

"Use Dad's to suppress Grandpa's, okay?"

Father's words made Ling Ling frowned subconsciously, frowning and retorting: "No, Dad, this is wrong, Grandpa's is also very important."

Although Lingling looked very energetic just now, but Xianyu hugged him, and after a while he squinted his eyes and fell asleep soundly, and even snored.

Xianyu leaned over and kissed him on the side of the face, Ling Ling, who was disturbed to sleep, buried his head in his father's arms, and muttered: "Dad, don't make trouble, I will play with you tomorrow."

Ling Ling, who was too sleepy, couldn't speak clearly, and could only vaguely hear the meaning, but this appearance made Xianyu's heart soften, so he got him out and kissed him again.

Ling Ling gave up struggling and lay down directly.

"Hurry up and go to bed after kissing."

I don't know if fireworks can make a wish, and I don't know if putting lucky money under the pillow can make wishes come true.

But as a father, he can guarantee that what Ling Ling says is good will last for a lifetime.