Cannon fodder is an improper stepping stone for cubs [Quick Transmigration]

Jiujiu sits there and begins to think about life, why doesn't her father like coriander, which Jiujiu loves?

"Dad will plant it for me when I get back, so I don't have to wait to plant it later."

Jiujiu, who thought he had come up with a good solution, raised his head eager to get his father's approval, and it would be best if his father would boast that he is a smart boy.

Shen Yijing thought of the strange taste of coriander, and then looked at Jiujiu's look full of anticipation.

"No, Dad has to work hard to go to school, so that he can become super powerful in the future and spend money for Zai Zai."

"Oh, that's fine."

He thought he was a very coaxable little Fat Chiu, and after a while he started to arrange with his father again.

"Then dad will be great in the future, can he buy a giant panda cub for Jiujiu to play with? Jiujiu promises not to peck its fur."

Shen Yijing, who thought she had escaped the curse of planting coriander, suddenly heard Jiujiu mention this, and replied after a long silence:

"I think it's a punishment, it's a punishment."

"Yeah, Jiujiu is fine~"

Jiujiu, who was so loud that she started to twist her buttocks, seemed to have seen the successful Jiusheng who made herself a phoenix nest in the future.

"Then you remember to visit me every month."

"Ang? Where is Dad going? Without Jiujiu?"

"Go to the prison. It is illegal to raise giant pandas privately, and you will be released after a few years in the prison."

"Forget it, Jiujiu shouldn't raise this."

Jiujiu shook his head, he didn't want to miss his father for such a long time.

Gu's mother knew that her son didn't like coriander and Jiujiu liked it, but she nodded and agreed.

Jiujiu was lying in front of the glass fish tank in the hotel, and she heard her grandma say that she wanted to choose one. After looking at it for a long time, her wings pointed to a very fat fish.

With a fishing net in his hand, the waiter caught the fish, and Jiujiu hid behind while the fish was thumping.

"Sir, you go to the private room and wait first. The food will be served later. If the children are curious, you can stay here and watch the fish being killed."

Shen Yijing didn't think of herself as a child at all, she turned her head and glanced at Jiujiu, Jiujiu tilted her head back, and indicated with her eyes why her father still had to ask this question.

For Jiujiu, he didn't want to watch killing birds, because they were his own kind, and he didn't even want to watch killing birds, because they were his father's kind.

Because of Jiujiu's presence, Mother Gu never asked anyone to cook pigeon or other bird soup at home.

Jiujiu was still a little curious about how to kill the fish that was supposed to be on the dining table and then make it into food.

Gu's mother and Gu's father were a little tired after climbing the mountain, so they went to rest in the private room, leaving Shen Yijing and Jiujiu here to watch.

When he saw the mallet fall and hammered the frisky fish into immobility, Jiujiu subconsciously shrank his head and urged his father to leave quickly.

"what happened?"

"He didn't hold it firmly. What if it hits Jiujiu's head? Dad, go away."

Pushing open the door of the private room, Gu's mother was a little puzzled seeing them coming so soon, so she couldn't help asking:

"Don't you want to see how to cook the fish?"

"There were too many people watching there, it was a bit crowded."

After finding a place to sit down, Shen Yijing took out a cup from her bag, poured out warm water and fed it to Jiujiu's mouth.

He doesn't dislike his own cubs, and two people use one water cup.

I am worried that others will think that Jiujiu is a bird, and the used tableware is not clean, and I am also worried that Jiujiu, a little clean freak, does not like to use things that have been used many times by others, so every time Shen Yijing gives Jiujiu the tableware is her own. bring.

The business of this restaurant is very hot, and the serving speed is fast enough. When Jiujiu saw the fish that she personally selected was served, she hurriedly poked her head to look.

At that time, Gu's mother chose a relatively large one for the three of them to eat, and there was also a small one for Jiujiu, which was easy to distinguish from the size.

When he saw that there was no coriander on the fish, Jiujiu subconsciously turned his head and glanced at his father.

"Jiujiujiu? Where's the coriander?"

"Waiter, where's the cilantro on this little fish?"

When ordering, Gu's mother also specifically reminded her, the waiter was taken aback when she heard this, and quickly adjusted, and replied with a polite smile on her face:

"Sorry, maybe because the back kitchen is too busy, I'll go get you a copy right now."

The waiter glanced at Jiujiu, thinking that the customer asked for coriander to feed the birds.

He also deliberately used a disposable tableware, put the cut coriander in front of Jiujiu, and bowed slightly after putting it down.

"You take it slow."

Jiu Jiu, who loves coriander, and Shen Yijing, who doesn't like coriander, were silent for a moment after seeing the coriander directly in front of them.

Shen Yijing poured the coriander into the small portion of fish. After knowing that she had misunderstood, the waiter hurriedly brought over another heating stove and helped them fix it together before leaving.

Before the small portion of fish meat was ready, Jiujiu went to grab some of his father's food.

Jiujiu likes brightly colored things, so he asked his father to bring some chopped peppers with the fish meat. It was fine at first, but after chewing it twice, Jiujiu felt like his head was going to burn.

Shen Yijing quickly handed the milk to him, and smoothed his hair.

"Can't eat spicy food and want chili?"

"No, Jiujiu can eat."

He said it was edible, but when Shen Yijing put a piece of fish on his exclusive small plate, it was obvious that his head was shaking slightly.

When he was about to get close to him, he raised his head and stared at his father in disbelief. He said he could eat it, did he really want to eat it for himself?

"Woo, Dad, you don't love Jiujiu at all, you won't see through Jiujiu's stubborn disguise, and you don't know how Jiujiu, who is covered in spikes, restrains you for you."

Shen Yijing's body trembled at what the cub said, pinched his wings with her index finger and thumb and pulled, and asked with a cold face:

"What did you see again?"

Gu's mother and her husband looked at each other and smiled. They had long been used to their son often talking to Jiujiu, and guessed that they might have a special way of communicating.

"Jiujiu watched it on TV, Dad, you just might lose your cub, but Jiujiu is so hot."

Shen Yijing picked up the fish in the coriander pot, fed it to Jiujiu's mouth, and stuffed another mouthful while he was chewing.

Let him keep his mouth open, lest he say those nonsense words again.

Shen Yijing also doesn't know why Jiujiu loves to watch those strange TV series so much, and she often pretends to vomit blood and lie on the bed sobbing.

On the way back after eating, Shen Yijing disliked the coriander-scented cub, and tried to keep him away from her, forcing him to stay in his own little basket.

Knowing that her father dislikes her and doesn't want to get close to her, Jiujiu is somewhat angry.

In the hotel room, after taking a bath, she thought she should calm down, but before Shen Yijing went to bed, Jiujiu pretended to vomit blood again, staring at him with her body twitching.

"Father, if Jiujiu becomes a coriander, will you still love Zai Zai?"

Shen Yijing sat by the bed and started thinking about this childish topic together with Jiujiu.

"Then I'll plant you in the ground, and hug you wherever you go."

"But doesn't daddy dislike the taste of coriander?"

Jiujiu moved to sit on her father's lap, raised her head and stared at his father curiously, Shen Yijing just bent down and kissed his side face.

"But Dad will like Jiujiu."

"Hey, Dad, you are so nasty."

When Jiujiu got the answer she was satisfied with and was about to slip away, she suddenly thought of another thing, ran back quickly and sat down at the position just now, and asked after making sure she was still warm:

"Then Dad, what if there is a cub that looks exactly like Jiujiu?"

"I won't mistake Jiujiu."

Shen Yijing has only seen his own chicken cub with a cleanliness habit, and he is the only one who can eat such a round chicken, and he is not worried about admitting his mistake at all.

Jiujiu didn't know what his father used to determine that he could recognize him, and thought that the reason why his father didn't recognize Zaizai was because of his deep affection for Jiujiu.

Rubbing his head against his father, he was so happy that he wanted to pluck a hair and give it to his father as a gift.

"Can I sleep?"

Even if Shen Yijing had good physical strength after climbing the mountain for a day, she wanted to rest a little bit. The contented Jiujiu lay on the pillow and closed her eyes as soon as she kicked her calf.

Seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, Shen Yijing couldn't help poking his belly.

Jiujiu squinted her eyes, and when she saw that it was her father, she spread her wings so that his father could poke him more easily.

As long as it's not masturbating Jiujiu's ass, then everything is fine.

After the tour was over, there were still about two weeks before the start of school, and Mother Gu helped them buy a lot of things to be used after the start of school.

Shen Yijing chose to go to school in junior high school, but she had to live on campus in high school, and the inconvenience of coming back was only one of the reasons.

One day when Gu's mother came back from shopping, she heard the sound of a violin from her house outside, and after she walked in, she saw Shen Yijing playing the violin in the small pavilion.

The elegant sound of the piano was bursting, and when I got closer, there was a little Jiujiu dancing on the stone table.

It is said to be dancing, but because it is too round, it looks more like spinning in circles, but he himself is very involved in spinning.

When you are tired from spinning, you can just sit there and chirp a few times, and you can just blend in with the rhythm of the piano.

"Mom, you bought something and came back. Didn't you say it before, I go to school, so I don't need so many things."

Gu's mother usually buys things for the store to deliver to her door. Today, she only had a paper bag in her hand, and took out a baseball cap from it, and put it on Shen Yijing's head.

"My son is so handsome."

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp."

Jiujiu's voice attracted Gu's mother to focus on him, and casually took out a small baseball cap from the paper bag, and put it on Jiujiu's head.

Jiujiu put one wing on her chest, and bowed slightly as if to say thank you to Mother Gu.

"How could I forget you, there is Jiujiu on your hat."

Upon hearing this, Jiujiu flew back subconsciously, thinking of looking in front of the mirror to see if the Jiujiu on the hat really looked good.

After Jiujiu left, Mother Gu sat down on the stool next to the stone table, and the smile on her face faded a lot.

"When are you going to tell Jiujiu?"

It's been so many years, watching Jiujiu get along with her son for more than ten years, Gu's mother also knows how big that little fat Jiu's temper really is.

Moreover, Yijing is very sticky. When he was in junior high school, he often asked the driver to take Yijing to pick him up from school.

There was another time when Yijing went to participate in a competition, and she couldn't take Jiujiu with her when she had to take the plane.

The competition lasted for a week, and Jiujiu waited for a whole week at the mailbox at the door, neither eating nor drinking, just watching.

In high school, there is only one day off on weekends, and you can't see each other for six days. If you don't say hello in advance, don't let Jiujiu run away in anger. After all, even though the bird is fat, it can fly.

"Well, I still don't know how to tell him."

When Shen Yijing heard what her mother said, she also began to feel worried.

"School is about to start, if you don't tell Jiujiu, there will be no time to coax him."

Gu's mother was a little more anxious than Shen Yijing. After all, when her son went to school, she was the one who took care of Jiujiu.

"Mom, do you think Jiujiu will be angry?"

"You might as well ask your mother how angry Jiujiu will be."

After thinking for a while, Shen Yijing replied in a low voice:

"Mom, why don't I tell Jiujiu?"

After admiring his beauty in a hat, Jiujiu, who was about to fly back to let his father appreciate it, just happened to hear this sentence when he arrived in the yard, and quickly flew in front of his father.

"Jiujiu? Is there anything you can't tell Jiujiu? Let me Shen Jiujiu listen."