My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 204

Xianyu noticed that he seemed to be a bit misbehaving, and Qinqin shook her body again after seeing her father realized that she was wrong, like a lively little loach.

When his father stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, before he could speak, he heard his father speak.

"Does Qinqin know about going to school? Our family, Qinqin, will also go to school after a while."

"go to school?"

"Well, Qinqin is going to kindergarten."

"kindergarten?"

"It's a place where many, many children can sit together and learn knowledge."

When Xianyu talked about a topic, he successfully caught Qinqin's attention, and he stared at his father with curiosity.

"Is there a father?"

"Daddy will drop you off at school in the morning and pick you up in the afternoon."

Although Xianyu tried his best to keep his words cryptic, Qinqin could still hear the meaning of his words directly, that is, there is no father, only those children.

Not only was she a little unhappy, Qinqin even didn't want to continue talking to her father at all, so she got into the bed and lay down, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Qinqin is little, don't go to school~"

Xianyu rubbed his head, and coaxed him in a low voice: "But children are going to school."

Qinqin had already fallen asleep, showing with practical actions how much he resisted and dissatisfied with what his father said.

"Okay, baby, good night."

Qinqin couldn't accept it for the first time, and it was expected by Xianyu. Anyway, there is still a long time before the start of school in the second half of the year, so he can slowly convince this child.

Although the price of tea is already very low this season, the old people in the village are still busy there.

Most of them are older, have no other extra income, and don't want to cause trouble to their children, so they do more of what they can do.

Xianyu saw a lot of bamboo shoots sprouting from the bamboo forest on their mountain, so he planned to take Qinqin to dig together.

Holding his small hoe in his hand and carrying a basket on his back, Qinqin followed behind his father.

No matter where Xianyu goes, he will take this child with him, and he has raised Qinqin to have good physical strength, and his panting sound is a little rough when he climbs the mountain.

After arriving at the place, Qinqin found a random place to sit down, picked up his big belly cup and began to drink water, the sound of gurgling attracted Xianyu's attention.

This time, Xianyu also helped Qinqin to take pictures, just like digging wild vegetables before.

"Father, wait a moment, Qinqin looks good."

"The current Qinqin looks very good, don't wait any longer."

Qinqin also felt that his father was right, but he still wanted to wait for himself to look better. He was still panting just after climbing the mountain, so he definitely didn't look better after a short rest.

"Be careful when digging bamboo shoots. You see, there are no bamboo shoots around here, right? You can wait for it to grow up temporarily."

Xianyu patiently taught him where to dig bamboo shoots, and by the way, mentioned to him a story that has been circulating in the village.

It is said that this kind of bamboo shoots that have not yet grown into bamboo cannot be pointed with hands. If you point it, it will not grow big.

"Wow, really?"

Qinqin couldn't believe it, and felt that this sounded so miraculous that Xianyu himself couldn't give an accurate answer, so he just shrugged.

"Dad doesn't know either."

"Dad is stupid."

Qinqin took a small hoe and found a place to start digging these bamboo shoots. These small bamboo shoots can actually be broken with hands, but Qinqin couldn't do it because of her young age.

When he filled the small basket, he turned his head and saw that his father had broken so much, he immediately gave up his method and planned to go over to break it with his father.

After going back to Xianyu, he dumped all the bamboo shoots in the yard. After playing for a while, Qinqin from the excavator also came to help his father peel the bamboo shoots.

"Dad, is it delicious?"

As long as it is something she has never eaten before, Qinqin wants to try it all. What she asks is whether it is delicious, but in fact, what she wants to ask is whether she can make it for him to taste.

"Would it be good to eat roasted pork with bamboo shoots at noon?"

"it is good!"

There is the temptation to burn the bamboo shoots, and Qinqin is a lot more agile when peeling the bamboo shoots.

Xianyu boiled the bamboo shoots first to remove the astringency, then cut them into small pieces and put them aside for later use.

Qinqin, who was sitting on a chair with a meal in her arms, started to salivate when she saw her father take out the meat.

Every time Dad just cooks meat, the taste will not be too bad.

After waiting for the roast pork with bamboo shoots to arrive at the table all afternoon, Qinqin took the initiative to stretch out her chopsticks and ate a large piece of meat before thinking of the bamboo shoots that she had never eaten before.

Xianyu has also burned other types of bamboo shoots before, but this is the first time.

Even if the bamboo shoots were boiled first, they still had that strange astringent taste, but this one is different, only the fragrance of bamboo shoots remains.

"Eat some food, not just vegetables."

"Oh."

Qinqin took two mouthfuls of rice perfunctorily, then continued to stare at the bamboo shoots.

The remaining bamboo shoots are going to be dried in the sun, and the hot pot stew in winter should taste very good.

The tea fields in their home had already been picked, and Xianyu also pruned all the tea trees.

But there were other old people in the village who really couldn't pick them up, so Xianyu went to help for a day.

There was an old man who said that he didn't want to pick it anymore, and hoped that Xianyu could help him pick it one last time, and then help him cut the tea tree. The last tea leaves would be considered as his reward.

Before Xianyu, he was still a little distressed, because he cut the tea leaves earlier, so he had no place to pick them.

Pick some tea leaves to make by yourself and keep them for making tea, the taste should be very good.

Qinqin was taken by the old man to play with him, and it took Xianyu two days to get the tea leaves done, and he said hello to the old man, as long as he fried the tea leaves, he would come back and cut them.

Driving the excavator and following behind her father, Qinqin saw the big bag carried by her father.

"Dad, excavator."

"No, your excavator is too small, this thing is too heavy, it will crush the excavator."

Xianyu patiently explained something to him, lest the child would be unhappy because of what he said, and coaxed him very sweetly.

"However... Seeing that Qinqin is willing to help Dad, Dad is really happy."

After arriving home, Xianyu put down the bag containing the tea leaves, Qinqin hurriedly brought over Dad's water glass, handed it to Dad, turned to stand behind Dad, stretched out his hand to beat his back.

"By the way, go and see what is wrapped in a big leaf in that bag."

"it is good."

Qinqin thought that her father needed help with something, so she ran very fast, separated the top layer of tea leaves, and saw two leaf bags hidden underneath.

"Wow, Dad."

After opening, there were wild raspberries in both of them. When Xianyu went down the mountain, he saw the growth on the side of the road, and he thought that his family would like it.

They are already ripe, and you can smell the fragrance when you get close. Qinqin tasted it first, and then went to his father to feed it to his father.

"Thank you dad."

"you are welcome."

Qinqin has never seen making tea, no matter what Xianyu does, he always follows his father like a little tail.

When her father took off the smock and walked out, Qinqin was still in a daze, subconsciously caught up and grabbed the corner of her father's clothes and asked, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"I told the village chief last time that I need to borrow some charcoal from him. The tea leaves still need to be dried."

"hug."

Xianyu didn't want to leave this little sticky man at home, so he went out with him, brought back the charcoal, and sprinkled all the prepared tea leaves on it with a special tea drying tool.

"Qinqin will help Dad keep an eye on it, okay? Qinqin herself should be careful, remember not to get burned, Dad will cook first."

"it is good!"

Qinqin moved the small chair over, sat beside it, propped her chin and stared at it, and from time to time flipped the tea leaves as her father requested.

The dried tea leaves were a little hot to the touch. Qinqin picked it up and smelled it, tilting her head and wondering why something that smells so good tastes so bitter.

"Hey, let's eat."

It wasn't until Dad's voice came that Qinqin stood up abruptly and ran into the kitchen. She first probed to see what was in the pot, and then turned to get the chopsticks.

Xianyu accompanied him and got better little by little. Although the current Qinqin looks a little shy, she is not much different from a normal child.

"Qinqin, wait for two days, let's go to the hospital and have a look, okay?"

Qinqin's hand holding the spoon exerted some strength because of what his father said, and his cheeks bulged unwillingly. He only had a cold and sneeze last time, and his father would give him very bitter medicine.

"No, good Qinqin."

"Go check it out and don't do anything else. Qinqin didn't like to talk very much because of my father before. Don't worry if I don't go to check up now. Please be good to my family, Qinqin, and come back after a visit, okay?"

No matter how Xian Yu persuaded her, even though her mouth was dry, Qin Qin was still not very happy.

Afterwards, he felt that his father was too noisy and annoying, so he pouted and replied, "Qinqin, I like to talk."

"But Dad is worried, as long as Qinqin goes to check it."

"Qinqin no, I don't drink medicine."

Qinqin knew that if he was not good, he would definitely have to drink the same bitter medicine as last time, so he was very reluctant, no matter how much his father fooled him, he would never compromise.

Last time, because he had a cold, Qinqin would obediently put on his coat as long as he felt a little cold, because he was afraid of taking injections and medicines.

"Qinqin is healed now, right? So now Qinqin just needs to go and see."

While clearing the table, Xianyu was still persuading him, and he just took Qinqin to see a doctor because he had nothing to do right now, and he would have other things to be busy after a while.

It's a pity that Qinqin was too determined, no matter how she fooled her, she didn't succeed. When she was in a hurry, she still put the rice in the compartment behind the excavator, and she drove the excavator holding the water glass, saying that he was going to run away from home.