My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

The boss and colleagues like Wen Wen very much, and occasionally they will take the initiative to ask when they will take Wen Wen to the company to play.

"Dad, I made new friends at school."

"Congratulations to our family, Wen Wen."

"But his academic performance is not very good."

"Baby, academic performance can't determine everything about a person."

Xian Yu patiently explained to him that he does not want his children to become a child who only cares about grades, not to mention that children with poor academic performance may not necessarily be bad.

In the third grade of elementary school, most of the students' grades have already been pulled up. Wen Wen firmly occupies the first position and has never been down, just because their teacher said that No. 1 can get a notebook and a pen as a prize.

With the prizes given by the teacher, Dad doesn't have to buy them for him, and the saved money can be saved for him to spend slowly in the future.

Having never been divided into classes, Bai Rong often sits in the back row, has a rather introverted and unpleasant personality, and also likes to take advantage of small things.

Wen Wen and Bai Rong can be regarded as the two extremes in the class, and the one who is a picky searcher relies on his own hard work to earn things from the teacher.

The other one is to deliberately take advantage of classmates. Bai Rong gradually lost his friends, so he started to play with Wen Wen again.

Recently, Wen Wen has a very good relationship with the study committee member. She is a very cute girl with two little dicks, and she is often willing to answer questions for him.

"Xian Wen, let's make up."

Hearing this sentence at first, Wen Wen, who was discussing with the study committee, turned his head casually and took a look. He didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw that this person was Bai Rong, his eyebrows frowned instantly.

"No, I don't want to be your friend."

Most of the young children would say some words of refusal out of embarrassment, and Bai Rong took advantage of this before.

But here at Xian Wen, before she even had time to say the second sentence, he had already rejected her very simply.

"How can you look like this?"

As he talked, Bai Rong started to cry. The other children saw that Bai Rong was crying, and they didn't know what happened before, so they went to the office to find the teacher.

"Teacher, Xian Wen made Bai Rong cry!"

When the head teacher heard this, he subconsciously felt that it was impossible. In the nearly three years since he led the class, Xianwen has never caused any trouble.

"what happened?"

After the teacher came, Bai Rong cried even louder. The study committee member who had discussed the problem with Xianwen stood up and explained to the teacher: "Teacher, it's because Xianwen didn't want to be friends with her, so she started crying. Xianwen didn't hit her."

Xian Wen nodded beside him, he wouldn't hit someone, he read the news that he would pay for beating someone, and no one could take a dime from him.

The teacher finally took Bai Rong back to the office. After knowing the reason, he didn't plan to talk about Xianwen. The world of children is strange, and there are always many adults who think it's nothing, but they care about things very much.

In the office, the young teacher patiently told Bai Rong that the way to make friends should not be forced, but Bai Rong couldn't listen to a word.

Although she didn't dare to say it, she felt from the bottom of her heart that the teacher favored Xianwen because of his good grades.

Every time there is a useful tear offensive at home, but it doesn't work at school, and even makes other students in the class determined not to play with her.

It's okay to cry, but also like to complain in front of the teacher.

Wen Wen knew that his father didn't want him to get too close to Bai Rong, so he mentioned it when his father picked him up that night.

"I didn't do anything and she just cried."

Mentioning this Wen Wen is still a little depressed, this is simply touching porcelain on purpose, even worse than his technique when touching porcelain with his father.

Wen Wen gradually grew up. From the beginning, the little one was carried and run by his father, and then no matter how he acted like a baby, his father could only hold him for a while.

After graduating from elementary school, he went to junior high school. Not long after he entered school, Xian Wen announced that he had won the first prize in a competition he participated in in elementary school.

Wen Wen didn't care much about the prizes, but he was really greedy for all kinds of prizes.

There is a big difference in grades between Bai Rong and Wen Wen, and they were not grouped together in the random classes in junior high school. In the new environment, Wen Wen made new friends, and gradually forgot about the things related to Bai Rong.

Occasionally meet in school, but also do not say a word.

In a monthly exam, he didn't get No.1 because he was careless. When he saw another classmate go up to the podium and get the prize given by the teacher, Xianwen felt a little irritated for no reason.

Just came home on the weekend, and his father made another dish that he felt a little tired of. Xianwen threw his schoolbag on the sofa, frowned and said, "Dad, why are you cooking this dish again? I didn't Did you say I don't like to eat?"

When my son arrived home just now, Xianyu felt that he was not in the right mood. Thinking of the results announced by the teacher in the group today, he didn't bring up this topic. Said, this time you must eat the dishes when you get home."

"I said I want to eat it last week, will I still want to eat it this week? Dad, can you respect me this week? The me of last week is already in the past tense!"

Xian Wen was very angry and fell into his own world, even thinking that his father could not understand him at all.

His father would only impose what he thought was good on him.

"I won't eat it!"

After saying this, Xian Wen opened the door and went out again, went downstairs to a park downstairs, the swing that children usually love to play with happened to be unoccupied at this point, he sat on it and swayed gently.

He was still wearing a school uniform jacket, because the cuffs were looser, exposing a section of his wrist, and his knuckle fingers were holding the rope of the swing.

The sky gradually darkened, the street lights began to light up, the night wind rustled through the treetops, and some children not far away began to cry.

Some children gathered around Xianwen, wanting to continue playing on the swing after he finished playing. Xianwen saw the child's look of misery, and stood up in a moment of resignation.

"Thank you, brother, you are so kind."

"you are welcome."

"Brother, are you unhappy?"

"Not unhappy."

After Xian Wen said this, he stood up and changed to a quieter place to continue thinking about life.

As time went by, his father still didn't come to look for him, which made Xianwen feel unspeakable grievance besides anger.

If he loses his temper, his father really won't come to him.

Until a girl wearing a pleated skirt and holding a book stood in front of him and asked, "Xian Wen? Are you having a conflict with your father? Parents don't understand that children of our age are normal."

"What's none of your business? I've said hundreds of times that I hate you since I was a child, can you stop appearing in front of me?"

Xian Wen, who was angry, was not as polite as usual, if it wasn't because Bai Rong left early, he could even swear a few words directly.

He lost his temper with his father, but he didn't want to hear other people say that his father was bad.

In Xian Wen's mind, the matter between him and his father is their family's matter. If an outsider comes in to say something about his father, he can even fight that person directly if the words are harsh.

As soon as he left, Xianyu turned off all the things in the kitchen and went out with the key. He searched around the neighborhood but did not see the child.

Xianyu really can't understand the weirdness in the mind of an adolescent child. Last week he said that he cooked for him the dishes he wanted to eat when he got home this week. Why did Wen Wen start to compete with him last week.

When I was tired, I turned my head and saw a very familiar person on a stone bench, sitting there with his head propped up and thinking about life.

I went to a roadside shop and bought a bottle of mineral water, and another ice cream that Wen Wen liked most before.

When Wen Wen was still a little one, he often dragged himself to buy it. Every time he carried the popsicle on the way home, he would bounce around happily for a long time.

"It's so late, why don't you go home?"

His father's familiar voice came from one side, and Wen Wen, who had been expecting his father to come to him before, felt a little speechless, covered his face with his hand, and replied in a muffled voice, "Why are you still coming to me? "

For a while, Xianwen didn't know whether he should be happy that his father came to find him, or sad that his father came so slowly.

"Don't look for you, let you spend the night outside?"

Xianyu sat down next to his stone bench, and Xianwen subconsciously moved to the side to make room for his father to sit.

"Try it, you used to like to eat this most."

If he could annoy Xianwen at home before, now when he sees his favorite ice cream, he can't think of it at all.

He took it and tore off the outer packaging of the ice cream, maybe it was the coolness of the ice cream that slowly lowered the anger in Xianwen's heart.

When he finished eating an ice cream and threw the rubbish into the trash can next to him, he couldn't hold back and asked, "Dad, are you not angry with me?"

Reflecting on it now, Xian Wen even wondered if there was something wrong with him at that time, he could even say such outrageous words, and more importantly, he still felt that his words were okay at the time, and he was completely caught in his own angry world.

"What's there to be angry with you, are you hungry? Go home and eat dinner before we talk about it? If you don't like that dish, just say it, and I'll cook something else for you."

"Why run? Although you are such an adult, what if you encounter a human trafficker? Forgot the documentary I took you to watch?"

Now that Xianwen has realized that he is vaguely wrong, but if his father says something nasty, or reprimands him severely again, he will definitely run again if the young man saves face.

But now Xianyu coaxes him patiently, as if treating a child, all the guilt in Xianwen's heart surges up in an instant, and he even feels ashamed to see his father.

"Dad, you, why don't you beat me up."

Before, a child in their community also ran away in a fuss, and when he got back, he was locked in the house by his father and beat him with a belt, crying and howling, which could be heard by everyone in the community.

"Why would I beat you up when you're such a big kid? Next time you have something to tell me, how dangerous it is to run out."

It must be a lie for Xianyu to say that he is not angry, but after the anger is over, he has to go to the child to face the problem that the child is unwilling to communicate with him.

After thinking about it like this, I feel that I shouldn't waste time getting angry with my children. There are too few children who can always be well-behaved, and it is even more impossible for them to have no emotions at all.

His little tiger is not a well-programmed robot, and it is not too much to have some weird ideas and stubborn persistence during adolescence.

"Whenever you don't like the food I cook, my father and I will go to a restaurant. The last time I heard from the boss that there is a restaurant that tastes good. Let's go. We just go to try it today. What a big deal."

Xianwen felt ashamed to hold his head up all the way, the better his father treated him, the more he disliked his wayward and rebellious nature.

On the way to the restaurant, he thought that the reason why he said that was because he just heard another classmate complaining at school that his father always liked to force him to accept things he didn't like.

Mince and mix the ingredients he hates the most, as long as he can't eat them, it's because he has been pretending to be hypocritical, and if he eats them, he will be scolded for being picky, and tell him how difficult it is for his parents to raise him.

So when he saw something he didn't like very much, that thought suddenly came to him.

Not only did he want to lose his temper with his father, but he even wanted his father to accept his ideas.

"Dad, why are you so hot-tempered? I want to beat myself up."

Sitting at the dining table, Xian Wen scratched his hair angrily, thinking about the money they spent on this meal, and thinking about the braised pork his father made at home, it was a double loss , the more I think about it, the more it hurts.

"Dad, if you go back, you'd better beat me up. I'll feel sorry for myself."

"Would you teach the child? Wouldn't it be over if the child is disobedient?"

They were sitting in the lobby, and the young couple who were eating next to each other couldn't help smiling when they heard what Xian Wen said.

"What's the use of beating you? I'll have to look for you if you run farther after beating. Order food quickly and go home after eating."

"Oh."

Covered by the menu, the grinning boss was afraid that he would laugh out loud.

He said that he hoped that his father would just beat him up, but it must be false to say that he was not happy after his father gave such an answer.

I ordered two dishes at random, and on the way home after eating, Xian Wen suddenly said, "Dad, don't steal the braised pork you made, save it for me to eat tomorrow at noon, you can tell it's quite good after looking at it .”

Xian Wen put his arms around his father's neck from behind, and hung directly on his father's body.

Normally, he felt that his behavior was too naive since he was in junior high school, but today he really couldn't help but want to get close to his dad.

"Didn't you say you don't want to eat in the afternoon?"

Xianyu turned his head and glanced at him, and began to rejoice in his heart that he did not choose to use violence to control violence, and his children were almost obedient.

"Now I suddenly want to eat again, Dad."

Xian Wen didn't blush at the fact that his attitude changed so quickly, just as a father walked past them with his child on his back.

"Dad, you see that other people's sons are carried by their fathers."

"Then your father can be directly crushed to death."