Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

The early morning of the first day after kindergarten is confirmed.

Xu Qingyu pushed the door open and walked in. On the pink princess bed, a small bulge bulged in the middle of the bed. The shape was so round and full.

After digging the little bulge out of the bed, the old father busily led the little one to brush his teeth, wash his face and change clothes. Because there was not enough time, Xu Qingyu took breakfast in one hand and carried the fascinated little guy into the car with the other.

After the car drove for a few minutes, Miaomiao finally woke up.

The little guy woke up and his mouth felt a little sweet. He smacked his mouth and opened his mouth to speak, only to find that he had a piece of bread in his mouth.

what's the situation?

The cub looked at its old father in confusion.

Xu Qingyu raised her chin: "Eat breakfast."

"Oh."

Miaomiao said, grabbing the piece of bread with her little hands and chewing it slowly.

correct.

The snail-like little kid was startled, and suddenly remembered that he had to bring a small cake to Beibei.

"Dad, I didn't bring Miaomiao's little cake!" Miaomiao hurriedly tugged on her old father's sleeves, pursed her mouth, and looked at Xu Qingyu eagerly.

"Don't worry," Xu Qingyu squeezed her baby's breasts and pointed to the small table next to her, "I've brought the cakes with me, they're all here."

There is a large transparent food box placed on the small table.

Through the food box, Miaomiao could clearly see the appearance and quantity of the cakes.

"I'll give it to the classmates then."

In order to better integrate Miaomiao with the class, the old father not only brought Beibei's, but also asked Aunt Hong to prepare it for other children in the class.

The only difference is that the child named Beibei not only has the same cake as the other children, but also a specially prepared small cake.

A good friend should be different from other people, so that the difference in the other person can be reflected.

The old father, who knew this truth well, considered everything thoroughly.

Miaomiao covered her mouth in surprise, she was so happy that she hugged Xu Qingyu and said coquettishly, "Daddy is the best~"

Xu Qingyu tapped the little boy's forehead: "Go ahead."

A bit of cake made me smile.

Saying this, the old father's eyes were still very serious and the corners of his mouth raised.

When it comes to little guys' potential, Xu Qingyu isn't much better than Miaomiao.

Stopping in front of the kindergarten, the parents stopped and Xu Qingyu could only give Miaomiao the food box to carry.

"Is it possible? Can you hold it?" Xu Qingyu was a little worried.

Although the food box is not very heavy, it is big, more than half as tall as the little guy.

"Miao Miao can do it."

Nodding, the little boy grabbed the food box and was about to run away. He remembered that he still had cakes in the food box, so he had to slow down and walk slowly inside.

When we arrived at the classroom, Beibei had already arrived.

Seeing Miaomiao coming, the little girl couldn't wait to step forward and share:

"Look, these are the biscuits my mother baked. Here, you can try them."

Beibei held up the biscuit with her little hand and brought it to Miaomiao's mouth.

Miaomiao opened her mouth and took a bite. The texture was crispy and the milky aroma was very rich.

"Is it delicious?" Beibei asked eagerly.

Miaomiao said without hesitation: "It's delicious!"

After that, the little boy started to promote himself again: "Try this, Aunt Hong specially makes it. Only you have it, I don't give it to anyone else."

Beibei took a bite and the taste was amazing.

The two children took a bite from each other, one at a time, back and forth, and quickly finished processing the snacks.

As for the other small cakes, Miao Miao distributed them to the other children bit by bit.

A teacher wearing a white shirt and jeans walked in from outside the classroom: "Attention, children, class is about to start now, put away all the toys."

Following behind him was the female teacher who taught the class yesterday.

The female teacher smiled gently: "Children, this is the new teacher Mengmeng. From now on, Teacher Mengmeng will take over my place in managing the class. Everyone applaud."

The audience suddenly exploded with excitement, and the children were chattering.

Because she was a newcomer, Miaomiao didn't feel much, but stared curiously at the new teacher Mengmeng on the stage.

When the little guy saw teacher Mengmeng for the first time, he felt a vague sense of inexplicable closeness.

888, who had just come back from slacking off, saw the people on the stage and immediately screamed: "!!!"

"Baby, when did you get involved with the heroine again?!!"

You know, the heroine Meng Yuan is a walking accident attractor. Wherever she goes, it proves that there will definitely be monsters and demons appearing there.

His Miaozai was originally a miserable little cannon fodder, and now he is so close to the heroine, and is powerless, a little fat boy who can be beaten by anyone. Isn't he a complete cannon fodder in reserve?

Miaomiao was a little confused: "Heroine? You mean Teacher Mengmeng?"

"What should we do? Kid, why don't we change kindergartens? This one is not safe anymore."

888 was so anxious that he was running around in circles. After thinking about it for a long time, he could only think of this method, which was also the most appropriate one.

Miaomiao was a little reluctant.

The little guy had just had a good time with his friends, so how could he bear to leave so soon?

While the students were talking, Meng Yuan on the stage had already introduced herself: "Hello everyone, I will be your class teacher from now on. I hope I can get along well with you all in the future."

After saying that, the original female teacher was the first to applaud.

Seeing this, the little kids in the audience also followed suit and clapped their hands.

Among them, Miaomiao was the most enthusiastic. Her little hands clapped loudly and her face turned pink with excitement.

There is no way. The opportunity for the little flower demon to transform was brought by Meng Yuan. It was Meng Yuan's successful enlightenment that benefited the little flower demons around him. There is a deep causal relationship between the two parties. Naturally, the little guy has a good impression of Meng Yuan.

Seeing the excited little flower fairy in the audience, Meng Yuan smiled at the little guy.

After class, Meng Yuan walked up to the little flower demon.

Feeling shrouded in a shadow, the little kid who was playing with his sisters looked up blankly and met the eyes of his pretty teacher.

The silly look of the little flower demon was so adorable that Meng Yuan couldn't help but pinch the little guy's fat. The soft touch made her unconsciously reduce her strength for fear of hurting the other party.

Who knew that the little flower fairy under his command couldn't restrain her nature of getting close to Meng Yuan. She raised her face and rubbed Meng Yuan's palm affectionately, looking like she was bewitched and fascinated.

You can tell at first glance that it's a stupid little monster that can be coaxed away with a lollipop.

888 couldn't help but cover his face, feeling sorry for the little guy's worthless appearance.

This idiot.

Meng Yuan was a little surprised at the other party's closeness, but was soon conquered by the little guy's cuteness. She couldn't help but soften her voice and asked softly:

"Is your name Miaomiao?"

The little cub's cheeks flushed when his face was pinched. He covered his face like a young wife who was being flirted with, and nodded shyly: "Yes, Miaomiao is called Miaomiao."

Teacher Mengmeng is so beautiful, Miaomiao likes her!

Meng Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud at the little guy's clumsy appearance.

This little flower fairy is so cute.

"Teacher, here is a form to be filled out. I didn't ask the parents to take it home yesterday. Could you please take it home today for the parents to fill out?"

Taking out the form and putting it on Miaomiao’s small desk, Meng Yuan said in a gentle tone.

Miaomiao nodded vigorously, pursed her lips, and her chubby cheeks formed a round curve. She said seriously: "Okay, Miaomiao will complete the task well."

In the evening at the Xu family's old house, Ms. Song sat on the sofa, feeling uneasy.

"Tsk, why isn't it time yet? It's so annoying."

Ms. Song kept looking at her watch with a bad tone.

From the time Miaomiao went to kindergarten in the morning until now, Ms. Song and her husband have been feeling uncomfortable.

Without my little granddaughter around, I don’t enjoy my meals anymore.

After waiting for another ten minutes, it was still not time for the kindergarten to finish school, but Ms. Song could not wait any longer, so she grabbed her bag and asked the housekeeper to prepare the car.

Xu Pinliang naturally followed them, and the old couple hurried to the entrance of the kindergarten.

As expected, the kindergarten was not over yet.

But there are also unexpected things.

"Qing'an?!"

Seeing the familiar vehicle, Ms. Song exclaimed and got out immediately.

"Why are you here too? Is everything alright at the hospital? Didn't your dad and I come to pick you up?"

"Everything has been taken care of. Come and take a look if there's nothing else."

Xu Qingan replied indifferently.

Don't be fooled by his nonchalant appearance now. In fact, he had long been unable to stay in the hospital and was full of confusion. In the end, he finished the things at hand as quickly as possible. In addition, there were not many patients in the hospital recently, so he asked his colleagues for help and ran over early to pick up his baby daughter.

"I haven't seen Miaomiao for a day. I miss my baby so much."

Song Xiuhe grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Our Miaomiao is still young, and you, as a father, are willing to send her to kindergarten so early. And this kindergarten, aren't there any kindergartens that let school end earlier?"

The following statement is purely unreasonable.

After waiting at the door for a while, I finally heard the school bell and parents came to pick up their children one after another.

All the parents rushed over, looking forward to picking up their children as soon as possible.

Ms. Song didn't care about her elegance as a lady and squeezed past.

Xu Pinliang naturally followed his wife's steps and squeezed over happily.

Xu Qing'an, who suffers from mysophobia, frowned as he looked at the crowded crowd, but after thinking for a moment, he squeezed in.

I promised the little one that I would be the first one to pick her up, and I couldn’t break my promise.

"Everyone line up, one by one."

The teacher in charge of maintaining order shouted at the top of his voice.

The parents lined up slowly.

After a while, the children lined up and came out one by one, carrying their small schoolbags.

Miaomiao was running in the front, holding the form that Mengyuan had given her in the morning. Her short legs struggled to move forward, and she finally reached the door with a grunt.

When the little guy saw his grandparents and dad, his eyes lit up and he waved at his parents.

Ms. Song also waved to her precious granddaughter.

The little flower demon was released by the teacher. Ms. Song couldn't wait to step forward, hold Miaomiao's hand, and pull the little guy to the car.

"Miaomiao, do you miss grandma? Grandma misses you so much. Are you happy in kindergarten? Are there any kids bullying you? Talk to grandma."

On the way, Ms. Song's mouth fired off a series of questions like a machine gun.

Miaomiao accepted this well and answered one by one: "Miaomiao misses grandma, grandpa and dad. No children bully Miaomiao. We played on the slide together today, and later on the swing. Beibei helped me push it. I was so happy."

The little guy counted on his fingers and shared with his grandmother every little detail of his time in kindergarten. They were all trivial things, but after Miaomiao told them, Ms. Song listened with great interest and did not feel bored at all.

Xu Qingan got into Ms. Song's car and drove it himself, and asked the driver to drive his car back.

On the way home, Miaomiao gave the form to Ms. Song beside her.

"The teacher said this needs to be filled out by parents."

Miaomiao said softly.

Ms. Song took a look and found it was just an ordinary family situation survey form, nothing special. The only thing that interested Ms. Song was a QR code at the bottom of the form.

This is the QR code for the parent group.

It clearly states: "For ease of management, only one parent is required to enter the group chat. Please do not enter the group repeatedly."

"Why can only one parent join the group?" Ms. Song was a little dissatisfied.

Xu Pinliang also saw it and asked tentatively: "Wife, you usually don't want to care about these trivial matters, why don't I join this group?"

Thinking that his group nickname would be changed to Grandpa Miaomiao after he joined the group, Xu Pinliang couldn't help but feel happy.

Ms. Song's face turned serious: "When did I become unwilling to deal with trivial matters? This group should be my place."

Xu Qingan, who was in the driver's seat, heard the conversation between the two clearly and coughed lightly: "I am Miaomiao's father. I should be the one to join the group."

"You fart!"

When the old couple heard what their son said, they rejected it in unison.

As a result, the family of three had a disagreement about who should join the parents' group. No one was willing to give in, and everyone felt that they were more qualified to join the parents' group.

Even when we got to our doorstep, the problem was still not solved.

Miaomiao felt the strange atmosphere at home, not knowing why.

"Uncle, what's wrong with everyone?"

The confused little flower fairy ran to ask 888.

888: "What else can I do? We all want to join the group."

The family entered into a cold war, and not only that, they also started to compare themselves with each other.

"Miao Miao, have some steamed egg." Ms. Song scooped a spoonful of the tender steamed egg for the little one.

Xu Pinliang refused to be outdone: "Good boy, have some beef."

The little guy is almost grown now and can eat some normal food. Just make sure the taste is lighter and the food is not too large.

Xu Qingan silently picked up a piece of carrot meatball for his precious daughter with chopsticks.

The three members of the family were in a state of arrogance, each using a pair of chopsticks to pick up food for the little one. In a short while, the little guy's small bowls were piled up into a mountain.

As the old saying goes, when the city gate is on fire, the fish in the pond will suffer.

The little brat who was affected stared blankly at the vegetables that could block his way, confused.

There are so many, Miaomiao can’t finish them.

In the end, the three of them argued for a long time but still couldn't decide who was the better one, which scared Miaomiao. She thought her parents had become fools, and her little mouth was pouting and she was about to cry.

The war finally ended with the cries of the cubs. After consultation, the three of them finally came up with a good solution.