My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Xian Yu followed behind and walked very slowly, staring at Ling Ling and stepping on the ground hard when walking, as if to vent his anger.

"Your father upset you?"

Seeing his awkward appearance, the old man guessed something, and asked curiously.

I usually find it annoying to see their father and son sticky, but seeing that Ling Ling's mouth can almost hang an oil pot, I want to help them reconcile it.

"I don't like my father drinking too much alcohol, he will throw up when he is drunk, and feel uncomfortable."

After finishing speaking, Ling Ling sighed, feeling her hands were a little sore, she put the vegetable basket on the ground and wanted to rest for a while.

The old man wanted to lift it for him, but Ling Ling held down his wrist.

At first, the old man didn't understand what he meant, but he didn't understand Lingling's thought until he saw Xianyu chasing after him and lifting up the vegetable basket.

A child who is only a little fart knows to save face when he is angry.

Xianyu was carrying the basket, pretending that the basket was heavy, and when Lingling looked over, he said, "Lingling, Dad can't lift it, do you want to take me away?"

In fact, Lingling was still angry with her father, but seeing Xianyu's pitiful appearance, she still pretended not to want to talk to him, and handed over her empty hand.

When they got home, the nanny they hired temporarily took the vegetables to the kitchen, and Xianyu took the carrot alone, walked to the sink, and cleaned the dirt on the carrot.

Lingling went home and carried his fat cat out, sat on the small bench under the eaves and carefully stroked the cat, looking in the direction of his father from time to time, and when he sensed that his father wanted to come over, he quickly put the cat in his arms. Head turned to the other side.

The old man who was drinking tea there shook his head helplessly when he saw this scene. In fact, he also wanted to persuade his son not to drink too much alcohol.

Last time, he drank all night with his cronies, fell asleep on the sofa when he got home, and fell asleep.

The next day he vomited in the dark and was sent directly to the hospital. I'm afraid Lingling still remembered that, so he would be angry with him today.

Usually he wants to talk, but he is afraid that the bastard will dislike him and trouble him.

Now finally there is Ling Ling who can restrain him, seeing Ling Ling angry and ignoring him, he doesn't dare to get angry at all, the old man feels a little refreshed in his heart when he sees it.

Xianyu washed the carrots and took them to the kitchen, found a cutting board, cut the carrots into slices, shredded them, and finally shredded them, washed the rice, added some water, and put the carrots in.

Added a little salt, added some lard, put it on the stove and started to boil.

After finishing all this, let the nanny help me to watch the fire not go out, walked to Ling Ling who was holding the cat and squatted down, and asked softly, "Are you still angry with Dad?"

Holding the cat in her arms, Lingling silently moved in a different direction, turning her back to her father.

Although he didn't say it on the surface, his appearance clearly showed that he was still angry.

Xian Yu knew that Ling Ling usually hugged the cat very tightly, but he was still afraid that the cat would scratch people if it got scared, so he said, "How about Fatty let Dad hold him for a while?"

Ling Ling still didn't answer, and silently hugged her plump even tighter, but he refused to let her be hugged, how could it be possible for Fatty to let her be hugged.

In the next second, Xianyu directly hugged Ling Ling and kissed her.

"You still ignore me? Dad already knows that he was wrong, and he promises that there will be no next time."

In fact, Lingling is no longer angry with her father, but she still wants to be stubborn.

"You didn't know your mistake, you will coax me like this next time."

"Then what will Lingling have to do to be willing to believe me?"

"Unless...you won't let me eat carrots!"

Xianyu doesn't understand why this kid doesn't like carrots, it's obviously delicious.

Lingling doesn't like carrots and cabbage that are very nutritious.

The latter can barely be eaten, while the former is not eaten no matter how reluctantly.

Xian Yugang also searched for a tutorial on the Internet. Many mothers shared that they could not smell the carrots, and the baby liked it.

At the second uncle's house, when the second uncle's son went out of the kitchen to make candied haws for his daughter, his own son was watching at the door, and wanted to make something for him after returning home.

As long as it is something he can do, Xianyu doesn't want his son to envy others.

"Lingling give Dad a chance to try it, okay? Just try it, if you don't like it, don't eat it."

Lingling subconsciously resisted the carrots, but after her father finished speaking, she inexplicably felt that it was okay to just try them.

"Just to taste it?"

"Well, I promise it's just a taste."

After getting her father's guarantee, Ling Ling still felt uneasy, thinking of her little friends in the kindergarten telling her that adults are all liars, and she had to eat it after trying it, otherwise she didn't know how hard they worked.

"Then what if I don't like to eat?"

"Huh? Then don't eat."

"Dad, don't you think I don't understand how tired you are from cooking and how hard you are working?"

At this time, Ling Ling completely forgot that she had had conflicts with her father before, and her eyes were full of curiosity, why his father thought differently from others.

He still remembers that his good friend was beaten to the kindergarten crying because he thought the cabbage made by his father was not good.

"I cook for you because Dad wants to do it, and the purpose is to make you happy. If you don't like food and force you to eat, then Lingling will not be happy, right?"

Ling Ling nodded, feeling a little proud all of a sudden, his father understood the children's thoughts very well.

"But it's the first time Dad cooks. It's really hard. As long as it's not poisonous, I'd better eat it all."

The cub, who was coaxed to a comfortable level, mustered up the courage to say these words through gritted teeth.

Xianyu was already prepared for him not to eat carrots, but Ling Ling agreed to eat them so easily.

"It should be finished if you like it."

After being corrected a bit, Ling Ling somehow developed a rebellious mentality.

"No, if you don't like it, you have to finish it! I want to eat it!"

"Okay, eat."

The abnormal pampering attitude made the child annoying, while the leisurely respect and pampering made Ling Ling unreasonable.

When Xianyu was doing it, the nanny was there to guide, and now the nanny is still watching. He is not sure about the taste, but it should not be poisonous to death.

The old man was really surprised. In the past, even if he was slapped twice, he would never have imagined that his son could still go to the kitchen.

Silently coiling the walnut in his hand, he smiled gratifiedly.

Ling Ling felt that she and her father were angry and missed a lot just now, and now she wanted to let her father hug her for a while, so Fatty jumped down impatiently.

The cub who didn't have a cat to hug, simply leaned his head on his father's shoulder and started the whispering mode.

"Dad, drinking alcohol is really bad for your health. The TV said that drinking a glass of wine will shorten your life by 5 minutes."

It was the first time that Xianyu knew that the audience of this strange statement was not only the elderly, but also children in kindergarten.

"Okay, quit from today."

The original owner loves the feeling of being drunk very much, but Xianyu doesn't like it very much. He mainly dislikes the headache after a hangover.

"really?"

"Ah."

"Then Dad, let's write a letter of guarantee, I'll go find a pen, wait for me."

As she spoke, Lingling struggled to get off her father, and quickly ran into the room to search for a pen and paper.

After taking it out, he lay down on the stone table in the yard, stared at the white paper with a pen in his hand for a long time, then turned his head and puffed out his mouth and said to his father in embarrassment: "Dad, I can't write yet."

"Then I'll write it?"

"I can't write and I can't read. If I ask you to write, what if you lie to me based on my illiteracy?"

Now that he had agreed, Xianyu really didn't want to cheat him, but seeing Ling Ling afraid that he had tricked him, he felt a little funny.

"Then let grandpa write it?"

"Grandpa wrote."

The old man, who had been watching the fun, didn't expect that he would have to help, so he took the pen and wrote a letter of guarantee for them, and then handed the pen to Xianyu.

"Come on, sign here."

The old man is happy to see the success of Xianyu's abstinence from alcohol.

He also found a piece of inkpad from the house, and as soon as he opened it, Pangpang climbed up, stepped on the inkpad with his paw, and pressed it on the guarantee letter.

Xian Yu wrote down his name, and when he put down the pen, Ling Ling picked up the paper and hid it like a treasure.

Ling Ling hid the letter of guarantee, just in time the porridge in the kitchen was almost done, and the aroma was already wafting away.

The nanny filled Ling Ling's own small bowl for him, took a spoon and handed it to him.

Because it is the carrot that she doesn't like the most, so Lingling only scooped up a little bit at first, and after tasting it cautiously, her eyes lit up, and she scooped up a big spoonful of cold water and stuffed it into her mouth.

Because the carrots are finely chopped, there is no smell at all.

The aroma of the rice is boiled away, and the lard in it plays a role in enhancing the freshness, and the taste is quite good.

Originally, it was to fulfill the promise with my father, but I didn't expect that Lingling was still not full in the end.

He hugged his father's thigh, raised his head and stared at him, laughed a few times before saying, "Dad, when are you still making carrot porridge?"

"Huh? Doesn't Lingling dislike carrots?"

It was true before, but now Ling Ling firmly shook her head.

"No, I really like carrots."

"Tomorrow, let's go to the second grandpa's house together, and see if he is willing to let you pull out some more carrots."

Although the days are short in winter, children are more likely to be hungry, and the carrot porridge is just enough for him to eat in the afternoon.

This place is warmer, and there has been snow in winter, but very little can be accumulated. I don't know what strange situation this year is.Before the new year's day, there were two heavy snowfalls, and the snow had already reached the ankles.

Ling Ling, who had never seen snow before, put on her hat and rushed into the yard very excitedly. She was so happy that she wanted to jump a few times, but who would have thought that it was just the beginning, and she just fell down and lay there.

It didn't hurt to wear it thickly, but subconsciously shouted in a crying voice: "Woooo, Dad."