My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

When Liu Chunhua lost her temper, she realized that Xian Jianguo was actually staring there, so angry that she clenched the thing in her hand, wishing she could hit him directly.

"Are you listening to me at all?"

"Well, I heard."

Xianyu was very annoyed by the noise next door, seeing his uncle frowning, Si'an subconsciously put down his things and covered his ears.

Thinking about it, my uncle could still hear me, so I put my head and uncle's head together, covering my own with one hand and covering my uncle's with the other.

"Thank you Si'an."

Si'an didn't answer directly this time, but there was a deep smile in his eyes.

Although it is no longer popular to talk about New Year's money, the old lady still couldn't help being superstitious when she was talking to the juniors in the family, so she packed a little and stuffed it into An An's clothes pocket.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, some children began to walk around to pay New Year's greetings. Before I was free, I made a small lantern for Si'an, with candles inserted in it to light up a snowy field.

Si'an followed the group of children to visit people in the village to pay New Year's greetings.

You can't get lucky money, but you can get a piece of candy if the conditions are good, and a handful of peanuts if you are not good, so you can celebrate the New Year.

Si'an, who came home at night, ran to sit down in front of his father, and motioned for his father to help him take out all the things in the pockets of his clothes.

"Wow, there are so many Si'an in our family?"

"Ok!"

After Si'an fell asleep that night, the old lady called Xianyu over and took out a piece of clothing she had made.

"Wear this for Si An tomorrow."

The new clothes here are not worn on the New Year's Day, but on the first day of the New Year's Day, a good start for the new year.

"Mom, your clothes are not new anymore. You will also have to dress up for the Chinese New Year next year."

"Your father and I can still get along, but you, it's really time for a whole body tomorrow. At such an old age, you don't care about the important things in your life at all."

Xianyu could understand the old lady's current psychology, but he really didn't have that kind of thought, so he pushed her over with a smile.

The old lady also noticed something strange, and the expression on her face instantly became tense, and she couldn't help asking, "Yuko, are you... are there other things you are hiding from us?"

"Mother, I have nothing to hide from you, I'm just afraid that Si'an will think wildly at such a young age."

This answer made the old lady silent for a moment, unable to think of a solution, seeing her little son staying here was annoying.

"Go, go, go out, I get a headache when I see you."

"Okay, mother, I want to eat noodles tomorrow morning."

"I see you like a noodle!"

After Yuko's door closed, the old lady also went to bed, sat there and sighed, wondering what to do.

"You, don't worry about it now, Yuko is only twenty, not thirty."

"What do you know, you stinky old man? Isn't the good daughter of the family engaged early? When the time comes, you let Yuko marry someone who is several years younger than him? Don't look at Si'an like a sibling." Woolen cloth."

After the old lady finished speaking, she pulled the quilt back, forget it, don't think about it, it's useless to think about it.

The child Si'an has come to their house, that is, the child of their family, and he has to be thought of in everything.

Now Si'an hasn't changed his mind yet, if you want Yuko to get married early, don't make Si'an feel uncomfortable.

Xian Si'an was lying in the warm blanket, having a sweet dream, Xianyu covered him with the quilt, then bowed his head and kissed his side face.

His face was a little hot from the fumes in the bed, and he could see it was a little red under the moonlight. The baby fat hadn't been removed, and just looking at it made people want to go up and take a bite.

On New Year's Day, as usual, he had to get up early, after Xianyu changed his clothes, seeing that Si'an was still curled up in the warm blanket, he went to his bedside and gave him a gentle push.

"Sian?"

"Uh-huh?"

"Get up, don't stay in bed today."

After speaking, she lifted the quilt and carried Si'an out, and began to help him get dressed.

Si'an, who has not yet woken up, is sitting here, rubbing her sleepy eyes with her small hands, her face is still sleepy, as if she has not woken up from the daze.

In the past, when the clothes were relatively thin, Si'an could handle some of them by herself.

But since the weather got colder, the clothes he was wearing became thicker and thicker, and it took a long time for him to get dressed every morning.

At this time, there are no down jackets, so if you want to be warm, you have to wear layers.

Si'an, who had put on her clothes and shoes, stood there, looking like a chubby penguin, and walked out crookedly, saying hello to her grandparents.

Xianyu stayed there, tidying up the quilts of the two beds, and when he walked out, he heard the old man teasing Si'an on purpose, whispering behind his back that his uncle was really lazy and didn't wake up earlier than Si'an.

Hearing this sentence, Si'an almost subconsciously wanted to refute, sat there and thought for a while before answering: "No, uncle is not lazy, he even dressed Si'an."

It was because of dressing Si'an that she came out a little later than Si'an.

"Father, you spoke ill of me behind my back and taught Si'an badly, I will remember."

"Go, go, I didn't say."

The old man waved his hand. Although the words came from his own mouth, this situation must not be admitted now.

Si'an, who was sitting there, first looked at his uncle from the left, and then turned his head to the right to look at his grandfather. After thinking about it, he felt that no matter which side he offended, it was not good.

So he simply covered his mouth, stared at his big eyes and pretended that he didn't know anything.

"Come here for dinner, I haven't made it for so many years, and I don't know if my noodle rolling skills have regressed."

Although the old lady didn't say yes last night, in fact, as long as there is something to eat at home, and it's easy now, she is willing to make it for the children.

After realizing how good Yuko is, when he thinks of his not-so-obvious preference for the boss before, he feels guilty and uneasy in his heart.

Thinking that Yuko seems to like to eat the pickles she made, although the water is very cold in winter, she still took out some.

"Mother, this is the smell."

The hand-rolled noodles, a little egg, and the stored Chinese cabbage are already fragrant enough, plus pickled vegetables, and I pushed the bowl after leisurely eating.

Si'an also just finished eating at this time, and the two of them sighed in a very tacit understanding, which made the old lady and the old man feel stupid, and when they came to their senses, they thought it was funny.

"After getting along for a long time, it really looks alike."

When Xianyu turned his head to look at Si'an, Si'an raised his head and stared at his uncle in a tacit understanding, and the two tilted their heads in a tacit understanding.

Si'an frowned in confusion, Xianyu vaguely felt that he was going to frown, and imitated the frown, making the little guy's expression instantly turn into fright.

The more the old lady and the old man watched, the happier they felt, even Xianyu couldn't help smiling.

Si'an looked over one by one, inexplicably feeling that this was simply a world where only she was frightened.

The more he couldn't figure it out, the more the three adults found it funny.

Si An took good care of the new clothes she wore, and sat obediently on the bench in the yard without moving. When she rested in his uncle's arms in the afternoon, she was still thinking about the morning.

"Uncle, something is wrong with you."

Xianyu could see that Si'an had been entangled in that matter all the time, so he didn't help him to solve his doubts maliciously, until now he finally couldn't hold it back and asked actively.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"You learn from Si'an."

The little guy said this very firmly, he felt that his uncle was imitating himself, otherwise he wouldn't be exactly like himself.

There is really no leisure, in fact, it's just that after getting along for a long time, you can guess everything.

What he thinks is commonplace is not the case in the eyes of a child, he just thinks it is so miraculous that it is not even scientific.

"Huh? Why is Uncle learning from Si'an, not Uncle?"

"Because, because..."

Si'an herself couldn't find a more reasonable excuse, so she frowned and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how to explain it.

Xianyu didn't urge him, but let him think slowly on his own.

"Because Si'an doesn't learn from others."

"Are you really uneducated?"

"real!"

"But uncle doesn't learn from others."

Xianyu still has some trust in Si'an. He thought he had found the answer, but now it seems to be a new unsolved mystery.

When the old lady was going to bed at night and wanted to fill Si'an with a thermos, Si'an subconsciously grabbed her uncle's clothes, raised her head and asked, "Can I sleep with Uncle?"

Before the old lady could answer, Xianyu squatted down and replied, "Of course."

"Really?"

"real."

The reason why Si'an packed up the small bed was not because Xianyu didn't want to sleep with him, but because of the news from the captain that the child was used to sleeping alone before.

The old lady wanted to ask why, but seeing that her son agreed so quickly, she didn't say anything else.

If you ask her to tell her, in fact, when the child sleeps with his parents in winter at such a young age, it will save a lot of worry. He no longer has to worry about whether he is cold at night or whether the quilt will catch the wind.

Si'an did feel a bit cold, even with a thermos, it was still cold, her upper body was cold when she covered her feet before going to bed, and her feet were cold while holding the thermos.

"Mom, get one too, let Si'an hold it."

"Row."

Although it is said that he sleeps with his uncle, he still has a kettle. The child wearing a autumn coat lying on the bed and hugging the kettle narrowed his eyes happily.

Although Si'an still couldn't figure out why his uncle was exactly like him, but after that strange incident passed, the relationship between the two of them did become much better.

Xianyu lifted the quilt and glanced at Si'an, who was pretending to be asleep, and hugged him towards him. This action made him purse his lips subconsciously.

Si'an waited for a while, and found that his uncle didn't make any other movements, so he wanted to open his eyes to take a look, but he didn't expect to see his uncle staring at him as soon as he opened his eyes, and he immediately closed his eyes again in fright.