My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Ling Ling's face was full of horror, his eyes were wide open, he was so frightened that he even forgot to draw back, subconsciously turned his head to stare at his father, tears began to brew in his eyes.

"Woo, I'm not familiar..."

Xianyu stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, then put him in his arms, held back a smile and replied solemnly: "Well, maybe yes, how's the heat? Let Dad try the roasted pig's trotters first?"

"No, it's not pig's trotters, dad is bad."

When she was afraid of nestling in her father's arms, Ling Ling carefully peeked at her feet, seeing that they were still smoking, her brows were tightly frowned.

"You got your socks wet just now, and that's what happened when you roasted them on fire."

"Isn't it smoking?"

Xianyu picked up the water that was poured for Lingling before, and Lingling subconsciously took it and hugged her warm hands.

"Look at the water, is it smoking too?"

Hearing his father's words, Lingling subconsciously shook his head and refuted. The teacher taught that water can put out fires, so it shouldn't be roasted. Thinking of this, he subconsciously tilted his head in doubt.

While admiring the snow, Xianyu happened to explain the reason to him. Ling Ling, who understood the meaning, clapped his hands, squinted his eyes and praised: "Daddy is so smart, he knows so much."

After drying the socks, Xianyu gave him a new pair of shoes. Fortunately, he brought enough clothes, shoes and socks when he came back, so that Ling Ling could make them even if he worked hard.

Yesterday Xianyu helped Ling Ling wash his dirty clothes after he fell asleep, but today when he woke up, they were hard and frozen, and he couldn't do it at all.

When she couldn't go out for the first few days, Ling Ling was accompanied by Pang Pang to read picture books every day, deduced the whole story from the pictures, and then told Pang Pang.

After raising it for a long time, although this cat is still as timid as before, it is not in front of Ling Ling.

If anyone touches it, it will explode and let out a threatening growl.

Only Ling Ling, no matter how he played with it, in the end he just silently turned his head to the other side.

Lingling loves to tell him stories, as long as the place is warm enough, Pangpang will obediently listen to it.

Xianyu rejoiced more than once. Fortunately, when the old man said he would send the cat to a pet shop for a period of time, he insisted on taking Pangpang with him.

Otherwise, Lingling would be even more bored when Daxue couldn't go out.

The snow stopped on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, Xianyu said hello to the old man, and took Ling Ling, who was suffocated at home, out.

I bought something before, and it happened that the courier arrived a few days ago. Xianyu went to get it back in person, put the car on snow chains, and the noise made when walking on the road made Lingling, who had never seen such a scene, curious. a long time.

Taking the courier home, Lingling couldn't wait to assemble it as soon as he entered the door. The miniature version of the excavator was very cool, just suitable for a child his age.

Children know how to play toys without a teacher. Ling Ling just climbed up, touched the left side and right side, and figured out how to play this thing.

It just so happened that there was some snow outside the yard that hadn't been cleared in time. Lingling drove the excavator to shovel the snow and dug it up.

Xianyu was on the side, took a mobile phone to take a video of his son, and then uploaded it to the photo album he created alone.

Originally, he didn't like to take pictures and thought it was useless, but after having a son, his thoughts changed a lot.

Now keep some more photos and videos, and when Ling Ling grows up, I will watch them with him again. It is very interesting to think about all kinds of naughty things about him when he was young.

Such a cool toy quickly attracted other children. After looking at it for a while, one of the little boys turned around and cried to find his father.

"Dad, I want to play that too."

Lingling subconsciously felt that she was talking about her big excavator, so she held the steering wheel and pursed her lips.

This was bought for him by his father, not a public toy, and he hasn't played enough, so he doesn't really want it to be played by others.

Squatting on the leisurely one who squeezed a snowball and wanted to sneak attack while his son was not paying attention, he saw a man standing in front of him.

"Third father's son, right? My son really likes your excavator. How about letting your son play with him for a while? Just for a while."

Xian Yu made the snowball more round, pointed to Ling Ling who was digging snow hard, and replied with a smile: "That is my son's toy, you should ask him for his opinion, it's useless to ask me."

The kid who was already ready to go down suddenly turned his head when he heard what his father said, and just happened to meet Shang Xianyu's tolerant eyes, feeling inexplicably happy.

The man felt that it was unreliable to ask a child about this kind of thing. How could a child be willing to give up the toy? When he frowned and wanted to leave, he couldn't bear to see his son's expectant gaze.

"Little friend, let brother play with your excavator for a while, okay? Just for a while, children have to learn to share."

"Children who learn to share will be cuter."

Originally, he planned to let him have a normal conversation with his son, but after hearing his words, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He can teach his children to learn to share, but when these words are spoken by others, it is probably out of instinct to protect their shortcomings, and Xianyu feels that he is like a moral kidnapping for no reason.

Ling Ling gripped the steering wheel tightly and shook her head slightly.

"No, I haven't played enough yet."

The man was originally discussing in a friendly voice, but after hearing Ling Ling's resolute rejection, he was a little embarrassed, and his face became ugly. He suppressed his emotions and squatted down and continued: "Look, children who know how to share will be rewarded by adults." Praise."

Before it was changed, Lingling really liked his father's compliments on him, but now it's different, his father always praises him, even every time he finishes his meal obediently, he has to praise him, which makes him a little annoyed.

As for the uncle in front of him... Rather than letting him praise himself, Ling Ling still wants to play with his big excavator.

"No, you can let your children play for a while when I have lunch."

"When you eat, brother also has to eat."

The man squatted there, listening to his son's crying, barely explaining patiently.

"Brother will also be hungry when you are eating, now you play with him for a while, and I will give it to you when he stops playing."

Lingling, who had just played with a new toy, also felt that it was not good to reject others too many times, so she stared at his father, and Xianyu didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, leaving the choice to the child.

Dad's attitude gave Ling Ling more confidence, and she frowned and replied loudly, "But you guys want to play with my toys."

Lingling, who had been annoyed too many times and was a little unhappy, simply drove her small excavator to the other side to dig snow.

Shoveling the snow to a flat place next to it had a lot of fun.

The excavator also has simulated sound effects, which sound very cool, and the children who wanted to play started crying after their father failed to get it for themselves.

The child's father had no choice but to hug his son to find Mr. Xian, walked over and said with a smile, "Third father, let your grandson give my son that toy to play with for a while, he has been crying and annoyed. "

The old man didn't wait in the warm place, and came out with a cup of tea, just to see his little grandson happy when he was playing.

When the man walked up to him, he didn't even remember which family he was from, let alone take what he said seriously.

"Third father? Ask your grandson to give my son a toy to play with for a while!"

The man thought it was because the old man's ears were not working well after he got old, and his voice became louder, so the old man turned his head and gave him a look.

"Oh, your son?"

"Correct."

"It looks quite strong, not bad."

The old man praised him with a smile, turned the man away in anger, and beat his own son twice on the way back.

Hearing the child's cry, the old man smiled.He is such an old man, so what's the matter here, not to mention his little grandson taking advantage of this matter.

It's okay to discuss it with a good voice, but the attitude that seems to be the child's ignorance is very annoying.

What's more, Ling Ling didn't say that he wouldn't give it to him, but he just said that he would wait for a while. The new toy he just got was not enough for him to play with. The old man really didn't want him to give it up to others.

Let alone you, a relative you don't know, even if his father came over, the old man would definitely not be willing to wrong his little grandson to make other people's children happy.

Ling Ling lay on the steering wheel of the excavator, imitating the sound of the excavator, with a serious look, as if she was doing a very important project.

It was not until lunch time that I reluctantly got off the excavator, took my father's hand and walked back, and when I walked to the door, I also took my grandfather by the hand.

"Dad, when I grow up, I'm going to be an excavator driver! Driving an excavator on a construction site! Boom boom boom, super handsome!"

"It's going to be open all day!"

When Xianyu heard this, he rubbed his head with his other free hand and nodded in agreement.

"Well, yes, then can the excavator be brought with Dad?"

"Of course, but Dad, remember to wear a hard hat~"

When he entered the house, Ling Ling stomped his feet to remove all the snow on the soles of his feet. When the old man was watching from the side, he suddenly said: "I have good ambitions, unlike your father when he was a child."

The kid who stomped seriously heard this and heard his grandfather mentioning his father. He immediately became curious and ran to his grandfather and asked, "What did my father say he wanted to do when he was young?"

"Your dad said he was going to beg for food and pick up trash."

Compared with the son who wants to pick up garbage when he grows up, the grandson who wants to drive an excavator when he grows up.

The old man thought, if you drive an excavator, you can drive an excavator, which is actually quite good.

"Eh? Grandpa, can you hear me clearly?"

Hearing this, the old man who was silently relieved turned dark with anger.

"I'm not deaf yet."