The daily life of the villain raising cubs [British and American]

As the sky was getting dark, Su Qizhi didn't dare to let the two children stay any longer.

"Let's go, I'll take you back, your mother should be worried later." Su Qizhi naturally held the two boys from left to right, ready to go out.

"Leave Tom at home alone?" Little Steve couldn't help asking worriedly.

"We can go back by ourselves, Doctor Su." Little Bucky said, patting his chest.

"It doesn't matter that Mao Mao and Slime are guarding him." Su Qizhi looked back at the black cat lying quietly on the top of the big cabinet, without any worries.

In this era when there were no superheroes, he really didn't worry about anyone being able to beat the slime. Even if ordinary people with guns came in, their fighting power would only tickle the slime.

"Doctor Su." Bucky couldn't help asking, "Why is the cat called Slime?"

The golden retriever is called Pumpkin, and the Samoyed is called Mao Mao, which sound like normal names, but the name Slime (slime) sounds very unfriendly to cats, although it is a black cat, it doesn’t look like it either Mud.

...Of course it's because it's a slime.

Naturally, Su Qizhi couldn't say it so directly. He pondered for a while, and had to find an excuse: "Because when I picked up this cat, it was covered in mud and dirty. I don't know how to name it, so I use this as the name." Commemorated."

"Fortunately, Tom wasn't named by Dr. Su." Bucky muttered in a low voice.

"Okay, let's go!" Su Qizhi pretended not to hear.

"What's wrong with my name? I haven't named anyone yet." Su Qizhi expressed grievances to the system in her heart, "Pumpkin is a pumpkin, Momo is a caterpillar, and Slime is a slime. Tom's mother chose this name." Ordinary aside, for Little Tom, it’s all commemorating other people’s names, so her way of naming is worth complaining about!”

"That's right, Mr. Su, in fact, you can give Tom Riddle another name." The system made an urgent move, "After all, Tom will be your son from now on."

"Let's wait for Tom to grow up and choose it by himself." Su Qizhi was a little moved, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was strange to give Tom a Chinese name, and it was a problem to choose a foreign name and surname, so it would be better for him to keep the name given by his biological mother. The name, what they want to be called in the future, they discuss it.

Time passes day by day.

Su Qizhi originally felt that life was very boring, and she needed him to be a superhero to enrich herself.But since he got little Tom, he finds that he suddenly doesn't have enough time.Changing diapers, breastfeeding, coaxing children, time began to become like fragments. Fortunately, Chou Chou has a strong body, so he doesn't need to sleep every day like the people on Earth, otherwise he would not be able to stand being called up in the middle of the night.

As a result, the frequency of Su Qizhi going out to be a superhero has dropped during this time.

After all, Mao Mao is just a big caterpillar, he can take care of Tom, but he can't accurately feed Tom.Besides, when Tom grows up, he will start to add complementary food to his diet.Let a caterpillar cook... Aren't you embarrassing me, Fat Tiger?

"Maomao, hand me that pile of things." Su Qizhi said with a tense face, as if she was facing an enemy.

He is now standing in front of the kitchen utensils in the other half of the living room, standing out in a stance, with one hand stretched out under the pot to release stable cosmic energy, which is much more useful than fire.

The Samoyed gave a "bark", and quickly put the cloth bag into Su Qizhi's empty hand, and Su Qizhi took out a bunch of blue vegetables from the bag and held them on the pot. Shake the pile of things into vegetable shreds and vegetable juice.

"Okay, all we need to do is wait." Su Qizhi heaved a sigh of relief, threw all the vegetables into the pot, and then started stirring the soup with a spoon, which was very simple and rude.

"...It's really a straight man's way of cooking." The system complained helplessly.

Even if he had seen too much of Su Qizhi's actions, he also thought it was too strange.What Su Qizhi is making now is vegetable soup for little Tom. There is no need to add any seasoning at all. The point is that it is nutritious. The vegetables are finely chopped, so Su Qizhi can still do this with ease.

When Tom Riddle grows up, watch how they eat!

"When Tom grows up, my men will learn how to make food other than black bread from things that people on earth can eat." Su Qizhi replied after a breath, he was very fond of Super Giant Girl and Kleischer. confidence,

"Look now, in only half a year, they have cultivated all kinds of vegetables suitable for people on Earth."

He stood in front of the pot, while controlling the temperature of the pot, he still had time to chat with Jin Jiang in his mind.A cat and a dog squatted next to him, all staring eagerly at Little Tom, who was playing with toys on the living room carpet, for fear that this fragile earth child would bump into something.

Little Tom is no longer as small as he was when he was just born. He has grown up a lot in half a year. He was put on the carpet in a toddler outfit wearing a cartoon rabbit. The little black-haired boy grabbed a wooden nose toy, white and tender His little face showed a dull look of thinking about something, and he tilted his head innocently and cutely.

"Ah—" He let out a meaningless cry, grabbed the wooden nose and waved it around.There were still a lot of noses piled up on the carpet beside him, and they made a rattling sound when he touched them.

"Is Tom calling Dad?" Su Qizhi's attention was drawn away, she turned her head to look at the child on the ground, and said habitually, "Come on, call Dad——"

"Call!" Little Tom suddenly popped out a word, and then blurted out the following words, "Daddy!"

"Tom can talk?!"

Su Qizhi's first reaction was a little pleasantly surprised, feeling that his fatigue of the past six months disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he was amused and angry, "It's not 'calling daddy', it's 'daddy', you naughty one, you really take advantage of others."

He didn't look at the pot, and quickly walked over and sat down on the carpet, holding the little boy in his arms expectantly and asking, "Tom? Call Dad again."

The little boy blinked, quietly staring at the wooden nose in his hand, and remained silent.

Su Qizhi was not discouraged, and continued to coax her: "Dad, Dad? Tom, is your name Dad?"

After coaxing for a long time, Su Qizhi called Tom a bunch of "Dad". The little villain in his arms just cunningly stopped talking, which made Su Qizhi suspiciously ask the system: "If it wasn't for Tom being too young, I would want to Ask... is he teasing me on purpose?"

"Could it be that Tom was born again?" Su Qizhi's mind was wide open.

But when he thought about how little Tom was crying regardless of his image, watching him washing diapers curiously, and wrestling with the nose toy, he felt that he was definitely thinking too much.

"Don't worry, I can check this item. You are the only traveler in this world, Mr. Su." The system also affirmed.

"Okay." Su Qizhi teased little Tom for a while, and the excitement completely disappeared. She put down the child and turned around to continue cooking soup.

"Meow." The black cat meowed lazily, jumped down from the table next to it, and stretched its front paws on the carpet. Little Tom's attention was immediately attracted, and he dropped the nose toy , reached out to grab the black cat's ears, and shouted happily but inarticulately: "Dad!"

"...!" Su Qizhi turned her head in surprise for a moment.

After he saw who little Tom was calling daddy, Su Qizhi's whole face was distorted by the jealousy of the daddy. He picked up the ignorant child, held it up to his face, and said angrily:

"Tom, I'm your father! See, it's just a cat. It's me who washes your diapers, carves toys for you, makes soup for you, and hugs you! I'm your father!"

Little Tom looked at him ignorantly, blinked quietly, and looked like a cute little angel again.

"Call Dad, Tom." Sue said jealously that his body was torn apart. Now he forgot the soup again and competed with the half-year-old cub.

"Papa, come, papa, papa—"

"...a man." The system spat quietly.