My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Qinqin hadn't been clear about the significance of such a family tree before, after all, it was just a book, and something a little thinner wasn't even a book.

But now standing behind the village chief, looking at the village chief with all white hair, talking about his life to every name on the genealogy, there is a very strange feeling in my heart.

"Your family, Qinqin, is also a capable person. I have added him. In the future, the new village head of our village will definitely be like me now, and use him to teach the children in the future. "

For someone like Xianqin who was admitted to a key university in the capital, even in their entire village, it is considered a good thing for the ancestral grave to smoke. When he walks outside and occasionally mentions it, he feels proud of his face.

"Okay, village chief, my son came to call me, so I'll go back first, take care of yourself."

On the way back, Xianyu saw that Qinqin was a little silent, and thought it was because he had stayed at the village chief's house for a long time, and he was not happy about leaving him at home, so he hurriedly smiled and asked: "What will you do tonight?" Make meatballs?"

"Dad, I'm no longer a child. You don't need to coax me like this. Is there my name on that genealogy?"

Qinqin thought that every time his father made him angry, he would make up for it with delicious food, but every time she really ate this way, she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"That must be there, your mother is here."

Xianyu doesn't shy away from mentioning Qinqin's mother, and his elder brother will come to look for him sooner or later, but he doesn't know if this cub will accept it.

It's not that he didn't think about avoiding it, but it's a pity that the family is indeed very powerful, unless they take their own cubs abroad, otherwise as long as they want to find them, he can't stop him.

It's a pity to give up such a good school for one thing, and Xianyu doesn't think it's worth it, not to mention that you can't escape for a lifetime.

Furthermore, the old man doesn't know where he died now. Although the male protagonist in this world hates his father very much, he still doesn't do the kind of thing that would dig him out for a paternity test.

As long as he doesn't admit it, Qinqin is his son and has nothing to do with that old man or their family.

After becoming his own cub and being raised by him for so many years, as long as he is not willing to admit it, then no one can think of putting the hat of illegitimate child on Qinqin's head.

If it wasn't because the male lead was too stubborn, and because he really had no bad intentions, Xianyu felt that it would be best for the two parties not to interfere with each other.

"Dad, will this genealogy be remembered forever?"

"Yes, during the war before, our family counted, and there was a person who even gave up his life to protect this family tree."

There are always some weird insistences, which may seem unbelievable to outsiders, but they are indeed what happened in reality.

"Dad, if this genealogy is lost, can't you write a new one?"

"You can write another book, but you may not remember every word."

Before Xianyu liked to stay with the village chief, in the memory of the original owner, when his parents passed away, the village chief helped with many things.

A few years ago, there was a child in their village who lost his parents due to an accident, and the village head helped him find an adopted family, and now he still visits him from time to time.

Although it is already a modern society, the cohesion of their family seems to be still here.

The conditions of some families in the village are not very good, and there are cases where the parents really cannot afford the money to go to school. There are some more capable people in their village who are willing to use the money to support them.

I don't ask for any ability to wait for the children's future prospects, but simply provide financial support. I can't bear to see the children in the family who can't study.

"Can you keep such a thick family tree firmly in your heart?"

"That's right, I can't remember."

Qinqin can't remember it by herself, but looking at the village chief's appearance before, he seems to have firmly remembered everyone before him.

The farthest can even be traced back to the era that is already historical in his eyes. The village chief can tell what official he was and where he was buried.

The thick family tree has already been turned over by the village chief.

"What do you want to eat tonight? Will a cat be in a hurry at home?"

While chatting with his children, Xianyu walked into the house, and as soon as he entered, he saw two cats surrounded by Fanfan.

A raccoon cat and a big fat tangerine, even Qinqin thinks they look familiar.

I still remember that before they moved to live in the city, these two cats would often come over to find food and play, but they were still together now.

"If I remember correctly, these two should be Fanfan's brothers. Back then, you only liked one."

As Xianyu said, he went over and stroked the heads of the raccoon cats. Every time these cats came over, he would treat them as friends of Fanfan, and this time was no exception.

Qinqin took the initiative to bring Fanfan's small dried fish from the house, and fed them to the two kittens. Hearing the crisp sound of them chewing, Fanfan raised his head high, looking quite proud .

"I'll cook, you can play for a while."

The kitchen has been taken care of early on, and everything is ready-made there. Although Qinqin likes to let her father cook every time, it is purely because she dislikes the bad taste of her own cooking.

Before calling my father to come back to cook, he had already taken care of everything and washed the dishes and put them in the basket.

The three old friends got together to stick each other, lick each other's fur, Qinqin squatted aside and picked up the phone to take a picture of this scene.

Dad once told him that Fanfan's age is equivalent to the elderly of their human race.

At such a high age, she can still post with her brothers and sisters. Thinking about it, Qinqin is quite happy to eat for his family.

Fanfan has two brothers, but he doesn't have one. Qinqin occasionally feels regretful, but most of the time he is still happy. He is very happy that he can enjoy all the love from his father.

"Have a meal."

"Here comes Dad."

This winter vacation, Qinqin is repeating what he did every year with his father. He has taken over many difficult tasks from his father.

In the past, it was his father who beat the glutinous rice cakes every year. He wore gloves and turned the glutinous rice balls over and over again. This year, he held the wooden stick that his father had always held.

Seeing his father squatting there flipping glutinous rice balls, Qinqin started beating harder, as if he was using this method to prove to his father that his children had grown up.

"Dad, I want to eat that glutinous rice dumpling."

"Our sesame harvest is not very good this year. I went to the village chief's house to buy some. I will pick it up in two days and make it for you."

Xianyu had long guessed that he was thinking about it. Since they moved to the city, he has gradually let go of other things.

But only this sesame has not been forgotten. Every year when the time comes, he has to go to the company to ask for leave, and come back to plant some sesame seeds, waiting to feed his cubs.

"Okay, Dad, don't forget it when the time comes."

After Qin Qin started school, he stood there to send his father to the station, staring at his father's figure gradually disappearing in the crowd, turned around feeling a little depressed.

As soon as I got back to the dormitory, I heard the group of roommates talking about the experience of working part-time during the winter vacation. After all, how hard it is. By the way, I don’t forget to mention that the money I earn is really comfortable to spend.

"Didn't you see that I didn't buy those shoes, so I went to change my mother's mobile phone. She is happy. This year, I have added [-] yuan to my living expenses every month!"

"I didn't even buy the bag for my girlfriend. She said that we are all students and don't need such expensive gifts. I gave it all to my parents, and they passed it on to me."

"What about you Xianqin, it's so important for you to go back to your hometown? What's so interesting about your hometown? Sometimes the signal is not very good, and you can't even order a takeaway to eat fried chicken."

Xianqin, who was reading the book, saw that they suddenly changed the topic to herself, she smiled and replied, "It's true that my hometown is not that convenient, but I think it's okay, after all, I grew up there, and my dad made The food here is much more delicious than the ones sold.”

By the way, Xianqin quietly showed off to his father, he thought from the bottom of his heart that his father could cook.

When he was in school, he loved to eat a kind of fried chicken. Basically, he pestered his father to let him buy it every day. Later, he once saw the people in the back kitchen of theirs. Quit this thing slowly.

His dad understood that he was for this reason and started making his own at home.

"Shall we go out to get together tonight? The hot pot restaurant last time was quite expensive, but I took my girlfriend there, and the taste is really good."

Before the others could speak, Xianqin himself denied it first, and mentioned that a hot pot restaurant near their school tastes good, and there is no need to go to expensive places to spend extravagantly.

"Alright, let's go."

Everyone in their dormitory knows that Xianqin is usually very frugal, basically he will never spend a dime more than he can spend without spending, so economical that they can't help but wonder if his family's conditions are a bit difficult.

But looking at Xianqin's usual daily necessities, I don't think it looks like it.

When one of the people in their dormitory came out of the hot pot restaurant, they were already walking a long way on the sidewalk, and the dim and bright light of the street lamps fell on them.

While waiting for the traffic lights, a man in a suit came up to them. When the roommates saw this man standing in front of them, they suddenly thought of a hot topic on the Internet.

What's going on is perfectly legal, but looks sick.

Instead of looking ahead at the traffic lights, he turned his back to the road and stared at the few of them, like a perfect answer.

The boss poked Xianqin's shoulder with his elbow, and asked, "Is this your brother? Why do you look so similar to me?"