My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Ming Ming silently swallowed the meat in his mouth, raised his head and stared at Brother Xuan who appeared at the door, feeling inexplicably unhappy.

He didn't like Brother Xuan, especially disliked him, but he knew very well that his father and grandma would be unhappy after he said this, so he could only keep his thoughts silently in his heart.

When the old lady saw Xianxuan from the second family's house, she pulled her face instantly. She put down her chopsticks and said coldly, "I'm eating your family's conscience! If you want some face, you still have the nerve to come here?"

Xianxuan's face was a bit ugly when he heard these words, and he turned his head and left. After the old lady's good mood was defeated by him, she looked at the braised pork on the table, and somehow felt that her appetite had lost a little point.

They are all children who have been taught the same way, so why is the second child so heartless.

"Grandma eats meat."

Sensing that grandma is not very happy now, Mingming hurried over to get some food for grandma, and Xianyu comforted her: "Mom, for that kind of person, what can I say? I can save some money now, wait When the snow stopped, my eldest brother followed me to the mountain to cut trees, and after my father got well, I would make a few boxes to sell."

The eldest daughter-in-law has noticed before that the third child often makes things that smell bad but have strange colors, and now she wants to understand after hearing this.

"Save some money next year and build a few more houses in our house. My sister-in-law's children will have more confidence when they talk about their relationship."

Before, the old lady would never be willing to do such a costly thing, but now that she thinks about it, it's okay. After all, her grandson is definitely going to marry a wife, and Mingming needs a stable place to study.

In addition, the old lady also felt that it would be better if she could change her third child to a more spacious room, as the previous room was too small.

The light is not very good, the third child has to do the delicate work of painting now, so don't hurt his eyes when the time comes.

"Okay, that's good. Living like this, I have a lot to look forward to."

The eldest daughter-in-law said this with a smile. She said before that her son was not in a hurry to get married because of the current situation, but now if there is a chance, who would not want the child to get married early.

Xianyu stared at the cub whose cheeks were bulging again, although he didn't speak again, but he agreed with what the sister-in-law said from the bottom of his heart.

The old lady also mentioned this when feeding the old man. There are some things that she can't tell others, but she doesn't have so many scruples in front of the old man.

"You said, don't put them together until the house is built again. After all, the family has been divided now."

The old man thought about it carefully, shook his head slightly, and said in a leisurely manner: "Go and build a house like the village head's house, where we live together but are divided into two sides, and usually don't bother each other. It's not easy to divide it directly. The children of the three families are promising, and they don’t need anyone to take care of them here? Who can be better than a biological brother?”

The old lady only thought that when the third child was able to become independent now, the younger brother would be at a disadvantage if the brothers mixed together again, but the old man took a longer view.

If Mingming can really become a high official in the future, these things have to be planned early.

"That's right, that would cost a lot of money, right?"

"Look at the second child's house, you have to let people look at it."

While eating, the old man was thinking about the future, breaking everything down and talking about it in detail.

"That heartless thing, why mention him?"

As long as the old lady thought of her son at that time, he would give up the old man's life without blinking an eye, and she would act as if she had never given birth to such a child.

"If Mingming is successful, in the eyes of outsiders, he and the third child are still a family. I heard about it in the playbook before, and others can use it to frame anything."

"Still living together, let Mingming promote the boss's family in the future, or let the third child take the boss and a child to learn painting. With this layer of ties, the boss's family will help keep an eye on them."

The old man felt that his mouth was a little dry when he said this, and the old lady hurriedly brought over water for him to drink to moisten his throat.

"It's not that you don't know the character of the third child. He has a thin skin. When the second child's family wants to come over to enjoy themselves in the future, he might refuse twice before agreeing."

"It would be fine if the second child knew how to be grateful, but look at the second child's family, the third child gave him 1000 taels of silver and he thought it wasn't gold."

"So, we still have to live together. The eldest daughter-in-law is strong, and the eldest will be very protective when it comes to matters related to his children."

The old lady nodded after listening to his analysis, and blamed her for not thinking carefully before, only seeing that the third child was wronged in front of her.

"And it's good for everyone."

"Okay, then I will listen to you."

Xianyu, who was drawing pictures for his son's books, never thought that in this world, before he had time to do anything, his mother had already done everything for him.

"Daddy, isn't it very tiring to draw? You can draw me a beautiful flower."

Mingming sat on one side, standing on tiptoe to take a closer look, but he was too small to see, so he could only blare non-stop beside him.

He is very happy today. Dad didn't dislike him just because the second uncle's child came over, and even said that he would paint for him.

"A flower is not pretty."

Thinking about the beatings he had suffered, Xianyu developed the habit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. After finishing a painting, he put the pen aside and hugged Mingming who had been bouncing around.

"Thank you dad."

The flower was painted beautifully, but what made Mingming even more happy was that it was drawn by his father.

"Do you still want to say thank you to Daddy?"

"Yes, the master said yes."

Xianyu stared at the child saying this to himself in a serious manner, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his head, told him to put down the book, and walked out with him in his arms.

Staring at the snow outside, he led Mingming to a jujube tree in the yard, and kicked Mingming violently before he could react.

Ming Ming shivered subconsciously after his body was covered in snow, frowned and said solemnly to his father: "Daddy, it's wrong for you to do this."

"But Daddy is very happy."

Xianyu was deliberately teasing him, seeing his troubled expression, leaned over and kissed Mingming's soft cheek, and said with a smile: "But if you don't like it, then daddy won't do it next time."

"Actually, I don't really dislike it."

After muttering, Mingming reached out and hugged his father's neck, pointed to the remaining snow on it, thought for a moment and began to command: "Look, Daddy kicked, then hugged me and ran quickly."

The old lady came out with the bowl in her hand. Seeing the father and son playing like this, she frowned and scolded, "Aren't you afraid of the cold in heavy snow? The umbrella is over there."

After speaking, he was afraid that they would be lazy, so he simply took the umbrella and handed it to the third child.

Early in the morning of the second day, the old lady started to make new clothes with the eldest daughter-in-law, which had to be made before the Chinese New Year.

The second daughter-in-law next door saw this scene when she was going out, turned her head and walked back with unwashed clothes, and closed the door angrily.

Last time, the fabrics bought by their family were inferior, and they were happy for several days to be able to make new clothes, and went to the village to show off to other people.

But they have a big family here, and she asked about those materials when she went to buy them last time, and one horse can be exchanged for new clothes on the whole family.

Xianxuan is about the same size as Mingming, and Mingming is generally sensible and well-behaved, but he is a little bit spoiled by his mother, accidentally saw his grandma and sister-in-law making the clothes, and hurried over, regardless of the fact that they separated now.

"Grandma, is this dress made for me?"

Ming Ming, who was playing by himself just now, heard this, hurried over and hugged the clothes in his arms, and scolded fiercely: "What are you doing at my house? These are my clothes! It's not for you, My dad bought it for me, and he said he would make two clothes for him."

Mingming is very obedient in front of other people, but he has not completely let go of what happened back then.

He couldn't forget the scene where his father liked the children of the second uncle's family more, and he couldn't forgive him. After realizing his father's doting on him, he never concealed his stingy Bala.

Holding the clothes firmly in his arms, thinking of the many things his father had drawn for him before, he raised his head proudly, stood there staring at Xianxuan and cursed: "Don't you have a home? Don't you have a father? Why do you want to I want the clothes my dad bought for me."

The old lady lowered her head and sewed the stitches more closely, as if she hadn't heard the words. Out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Mingming's rare and fierce appearance, and exchanged a smiling look with the eldest daughter-in-law.

Before, the old lady couldn't figure out why the third son loved this Xianxuan so much, so she could only take care of Ming Ming a little bit more and coax him not to hate his father.

After all, nothing can change the fact that he is the uncle, he is just Xianxuan's uncle, and if Xianxuan becomes successful in the future, the only thing he will think about is his parents.

Only Mingming is the third son's own son.

"You, you actually talk to me like that? Are you not afraid that I will go to my uncle?"

When Xianxuan saw that dress, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, thinking of what his mother said, why didn't he have what Mingming had!

"You go, you go! My dad must like me more!"

Although Mingming spoke loudly, he didn't dare to make any guarantees, so he kept staring at Xianxuan.

"Daddy, Daddy, come out for a while."

"Hey, here we come."

When Xianyu came out just now, he met Mingming's nervous and expectant eyes. After asking about the cause and effect of the incident, he looked at Xianxuan standing in the yard as if he was confident.

Walking over, hugging the nervous Mingming in his arms, he whispered: "You still call me for such a trivial matter? Who can be more important than my Mingming?"

In a word, Ming Ming was coaxed into laughing until his teeth were blind. He leaned on his father's neck and cast a flaunting look at Brother Xianxuan.

Look, he just said that Daddy loves him the most.