My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 211

Xianyu, who was thinking about the decoration, had no idea that his cub was already thinking about how to support his father when he grew up at a young age.

Looking at the design drawings sent to him by the decoration company, Xianyu thought aimlessly that if he had the opportunity, he could actually consider opening a decoration company.

After all, he has passed through so many worlds, and he has a lot of experience in decoration, and he has drawn many design drawings.

Qinqin Kindergarten graduated in a blink of an eye, and it was very easy to enroll there with a school district room, and Fanfan was brought to the city.

At the beginning, the small room where Qinqin put toys was made into a place exclusively for Fanfan, and there are toys that some kittens like.

Qinqin always feels that Fanfan has been wronged. She used to have so many places to go in the countryside, but now because she goes to school with her, she can only stay in a small room wronged.

I don't even know if Fanfan said goodbye to his cat friends in the countryside before, and if he said goodbye, would those good friends miss him.

If I miss those friends at home, I can only sit by the bed and stare outside, gnawing on small dried fish.

So every time before going to school, Qinqin would remind her father to remember to spend more time with her parents.

Fanfan is rather arrogant and likes to say what he doesn't mean, just play with it directly, don't worry about its resistance.

Xianyu sent Qinqin to their school bus, bought some vegetables on the way back, saw fresh small fish, and bought some to make small fish for the meal.

After dealing with everything, he turned his head and saw that Fanfan was dozing off on the sofa, thinking of his little ancestor's order before going to school, he went to squat down in front of Fanfan, and rubbed its head first.

After waking up Fanfan, he picked it up again and played with it with a small toy in his hand.

At the beginning, Fanfan was indeed attracted by the brightly colored cat teaser, but he was too sleepy at the back, so he lay there and planned to squint for a while, before he closed his eyes, he didn't forget to say hello to this human excrement shoveler with his paw.

"Fanfan? Can't sleep, come and play for a while."

Xianyu didn't want to wait for his family Qinqin to come back at night and say that he didn't do his duty, so he played with Fanfan for a while, and later Fanfan turned himself into a liquid cat.

No matter what the shit shoveler does, it is like a cat that can't wake up, and finally struggles away from the pain of being forced to operate.

When the excrement shoveler entered the kitchen, he adjusted his comfortable posture and let out a long breath.

I can finally have a good rest, I really don't let the cat worry.

When Qinqin was in primary school, her grades were not bad, basically she was at the top of the list, and occasionally she could get some teachers' rewards back.

When Qinqin brought back the certificate for the first time, Xianyu was really pleasantly surprised, but after more times, he lost so many thoughts.

It doesn't even need to observe carefully, as long as his family Qinqin returns home with a posture of wanting to raise his head to the sky, then it must have brought him a surprise.

"Father, our teacher said that we want to go on an autumn outing, shall we go?"

Qinqin suddenly mentioned this while eating, and Xianyu subconsciously raised his head to stare at him, wishing that Fanfan, whose head was buried in the cat bowl, also raised his head curiously.

"Autumn outing?"

"Well, the teacher said that if the students who go can go, the students who don't go stay at home for the holiday."

Qinqin has already started to think about what to do when he is on vacation. It is said that the place he is going to in Qiuyou is the martyr's cemetery. His father took him there once, but he thinks the travel fare is too expensive.

I feel that my father is working too hard. If I really want to go, I can wait for the next holiday, and my father will take him there by bus.

"Go, participating in group activities is also a good experience."

Xianyu didn't ask where he was going, anyway, the school's arrangement would definitely not go wrong.

"Father, next time the two of us go secretly, we still have to eat there. It's so expensive."

Most of the students in the school are satisfied with this arrangement and find it interesting, but Qinqin is worried that his father is just a farmer, and he even bought this house, which is so nicely decorated.

If he spends all the money by himself, Dad can only drink Northwest Wind with him.

"It's not like you have to go to that place to eat every day, so go and be good."

Xianyu reached out to help his cub tidy up the collar of his clothes. He didn't really want this child to stick to him all the time. He should have his own life and a broader stage.

"Are you really going?"

In fact, Qinqin herself wants to go a little bit, but she still feels sorry for her father, thinking that it is not easy for him to earn money, and it is not a necessity of life, so there is no need to do it.

Now being persuaded by my father, I didn't have a very firm position in the first place, and started to deviate along with my father.

"go."

The teacher led the team, and the whole class was together. Xianyu didn't want his children to become special among them, not to mention that Qinqin herself didn't dislike it.

"Dad, are you really going?"

"Really, I won't drive you out."

Qinqin rubbed her head innocently, a little bit puzzled why the topic suddenly jumped like this, he was asking whether his father would go or not, why did the topic change to the point that his father was about to be kicked out.

"If you don't kick me out, you won't be obedient if you kick Dad out."

"How old are you still called Kuaiguai? It's called Qinqin."

Just at this time, Xianyu's mobile phone rang, and the teacher suggested that each of their parents could bring some food for their children, and then eat it on the way back from the martyrs' cemetery.

It is emphasized that it cannot be those junk foods.

Xianyu took a look at the oven he had just bought not long ago, and thought that he could consider baking some small biscuits for him, and put them in a separate small plastic bag. If Qinqin is willing, he can also share them with him. It would be better to have a better relationship with him buddy.

"No, the grandma downstairs said that no matter how old her son is, he will still be her obedient one. Dad, take a look at you."

Qinqin stared at her father, and then thought about what his father had done, with disgust written all over her face.

"Humph~"

"Okay, okay, no matter how old you are, just be good to your father. Hurry up and go to the supermarket with your father to buy some flour and eggs, and your father will bake you biscuits."

"Come on."

Before going out, Qinqin touched Fanfan's big head, and began to look forward to the group activity that the teacher said.

On the way to the supermarket, he was so happy that he jumped up and down, and when he came back, he was very attentive to help his father carry the bag.

"So nice?"

"Well, you've always been good."

That night, in order to have more fun on the weekend, Qinqin obediently finished her homework while her father made him biscuits.

"It should be almost done after eating, come and choose dishes with Dad first."

Qinqin, who had just put her homework in her schoolbag, heard this, and ran over in a hurry, squatting beside his father to get celery.

After dinner, Qinqin sat on the small balcony and ate the small biscuits baked by his father. His father had made similar ones for him before, but he felt that today's ones were rich in milk and tasted even better.

After tidying up the kitchen, Xianyu came over with a cup of squeezed fruit juice and put it in front of him, just in time to hear someone in the community training the baby.

"How many times have I taught you this question? Don't you know yet? What is your brain doing here?!"

While drinking the fruit juice, Qinqin poked her head around gossiping to see whose child was so miserable.

The balcony was completely sealed, and Fanfan also liked to come and play. Seeing the little master like this, he ran over curiously and poked his cat's head outside. The two of them moved in exactly the same way, which made Xianyu subconsciously take a picture of this scene.

"Qinqin, Dad is going to work now, what do you think?"

"I think gray is very good!"

"Row."

Xianyu talked about going to work, but in fact, he went to the company he invested in before, and he was familiar with the boss. In addition, the boss has a good personality. Now it is a difficult time for the company, so he wants to help he.

I go to work in the company by myself, and I don't have to cook by myself at noon, so I can relax.

Qinqin, who went to play with the class team on weekends, came back with a wrinkled face.

"What's the matter, boy?"

"To write a diary."

The harvest of the whole day, at the moment when I heard the teacher said that I would write a diary of no less than [-] characters, all turned into dissatisfaction.

Qinqin Primary School has always had good grades, and there has not been much change since entering junior high school. The junior high school does not need to live in school, but it is a little late to come back.

Xianyu habitually stays in the company until Qinqin's evening self-study time, and then picks him up at school. Although the child says that he doesn't need it every day, even if he is alone, there is no problem at all.

Qinqin was admitted to the best high school in their city with the first grade, and took the bonus to replace his father's mobile phone that had been used for many years.

At the school entrance banquet, Qinqin watched her father busy there with a proud face, and she was already looking forward to the school entrance banquet in her heart.

Although people always tell him that he studies for himself, everything he does should come from his own liking.

But Qinqin's thinking has always been inseparable from his father, and he feels that there is no conflict between studying for his own future and making himself proud of his father.

The first year of high school was relatively relaxed, and Qinqin was keen to participate in many competitions. The head teacher knew that his grades were good at the beginning of school. In the second year of high school, he suggested that he participate in a national competition. If he can win awards, he can get extra points in the college entrance examination.

In the semester at the end of the second year of high school, Qinqin left last, stood at the door and took a last look at the empty classroom, thinking of what the teacher had just said to him, knew that the next important time was coming, and planned to review it during the holiday.

The more mature he is, the more he understands that for an ordinary person like him, reading is the only way to change his destiny.

Walking to the gate of the school, I accidentally found a luxury car parked there, surrounded by many onlookers, Qinqin only glanced at it and then quickly looked away. Dad said that he would make braised chicken wings for him tonight.

Unexpectedly, when he passed by the luxury car, the door opened directly.