My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 139

On the way back, Wawa was not at all naive as in the original plot, and helped his father carry a lighter shopping bag.

The little abacus crackled in his heart, as long as Dad left a pack of snacks for Wawa.

"Wawa, what do we have for lunch? Hey, Dad doesn't want to do it."

Xianyu led Wawa back and walked back. The child didn't say he couldn't walk, but he was a little slow.

"Wawa is small, big, help."

"Small? Wawa is small but has a big temper. He is fierce with Dad."

After hearing his father's words, Wawa knew that what his father was talking about was the incident of his losing his temper. Now that he thought about it, he blushed inexplicably, shook his head and replied, "Wawa is not fierce."

"Isn't it fierce? Dad still wants to learn from Wawa."

Xianyu said these words with a smile in his voice, Wawa applied the scene of losing his temper to his father, and subconsciously shrank his head for no reason.

"Bad, let's not learn."

"Alright then, I'll learn from Wawa and others."

[Although, Wawa is really cute, and suddenly I am not so annoying to this man. 】

[I didn’t want to believe it when I heard the goddess said she was getting married, but later she passed away due to an accident. I just wanted to see what the goddess’ child looked like. 】

[Who still remembers that Shen Qiang was once known as the number one face in the entertainment industry?As expected of her child, it is really cute. 】

【I'm just curious about what color sacks Wawa likes. I'm not blaming my aunt, and I won't steal children either. 】

Some staff members of the program group have been paying attention to the rhythm on the barrage, and if the attack is too excessive, they will clean up a wave.

According to his previous experience of working for such a long time, no matter how peaceful the live broadcast room is, it is still inevitable to criticize, but this one is unexpectedly harmonious.

Finally at home, Wawa put down her bag without changing her shoes, and ran directly to the sofa, where she swooped down and gasped.

Xianyu also imitated him, threw away the bag, and lay down on another sofa that was more spacious without changing his shoes.

After Wawa rested, he ran to his father and knelt down, touched his stomach, and pushed his father's shoulder again.

"Wawa, I'm hungry."

Xianyu also sat up suddenly, sat down facing Wawa, touched his stomach and replied: "Daddy is also hungry."

Wawa wrinkled his face and didn't know what to say. He raised his head and looked up at the sky helplessly. Before he could think of a solution, he heard his father say: "Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

There was an unbearable grievance in the little milk's voice, he was really hungry, if grandma was there, grandma would have cooked for him long ago, but dad seemed a little lazy.

"But Wawa didn't change his shoes today. Dad needs to mop the floor again. Wawa waits for half an hour before Dad goes to cook."

"Wawa come."

"Is it really possible?"

"Ah."

Xianyu still didn't change his shoes, and walked around to get things. Wawa was holding a mop that was a little taller than him. After finally mopping it clean, he saw his father stepped on it.

"Dad, change."

"But Dad is learning from Wawa."

Hearing this, Wawa hurriedly put the mop aside, moved a small bench and sat down, took off the shoes she wore outside, and put on a pair of clean slippers.

Standing there, he stomped his feet and said, "Wawa, change, dad will change too."

"Okay, Dad, learn from Wawa well."

This time, when Wawa was mopping the floor, Xianyu didn't continue to make trouble by the side. He found the milk powder can from the cabinet, dried the freshly boiled hot water to a certain temperature, and poured the milk powder into the bottle.

"Wawa, is the floor ready?"

"All right."

When Wawa heard his father calling him, he hurriedly put the mop aside, turned around and ran over on tiptoe, taking the milk bottle from his father.

After realizing that he couldn't reach it, he jumped a few times unwillingly. Because he was too anxious, his lower lip wrapped around his upper lip, his mouth was flattened, and his eyes began to turn red.

"Dad sees Wawa, and he also puts things away casually, hey, daddy also puts things away casually."

Wawa hurriedly ran over to put the mop that was casually thrown in the middle of the living room, and put it where it should be. This time, Xianyu also put the milk bottle on the coffee table where he could best reach.

Xianyu was cooking in the kitchen, and Wawa sat down on the sofa holding the baby bottle.

Probably because today's bottle of milk was extremely hard to come by, so when he drank it, he felt that it was extraordinarily delicious, and even shook his feet because he was so happy.

After two sips, you will happily sing your own unknown tune.

From Xianyu's angle, you can just see him shaking his head there, and the pose of his round head is very cute.

He is not good at teaching children, so he used this method, and even for a moment, he reflected on himself and asked his colleagues next time.

After all, he is used to this unscientific way of raising children, and he doesn't know what a slightly more scientific way should look like.

At noon, Xianyu managed to prepare two dishes. The crabs were steamed in the simplest way. After adding some ingredients, they were steamed directly, because the crabs themselves were fresh enough. Although his cooking skills were not very good, the taste was very good good.

After drinking a bottle of milk, Wawa was afraid that his father would see him sitting there doing nothing, so he would sit with him even without cooking.

So I moved a bench, put my feet on it, and cleaned the milk bottle under the faucet.

"This one needs to be disinfected. Wawa will help Dad peel the onions, okay?"

"Onion is ugly, Wawa is not bad."

"Dad eat."

"OK then."

Xianyu was mainly afraid that Wawa would cause trouble when he was free. After all, at this age, when he was too energetic, he always wanted to tinker with something.

There is no way to contain the nature of children, but it is indeed annoying.

Wawa sat on the small bench and carefully peeled it according to the way his father taught him. After peeling for a while, the soil from the roots below splashed into his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to rub it with his hands.

As soon as I rubbed it twice, my eyes felt burning pain, and tears began to flow out uncontrollably.

Although Xianyu was cooking on the surface, in fact, he had been paying attention to the child from the corner of his eye, and when he noticed this scene, he hurriedly put down his things and walked over.

"Wawa, I'm crying from hunger."

Wawa didn't dare to rub it with her hands anymore, and said to her father in vague words while sucking her nose.

"Because the onion is too spicy, you can no longer rub your eyes with your hands when peeling the onion."

"No, Wawa, I'm crying from hunger."

"I just drank a bottle of milk, why are you hungry and crying?"

After Xianyu finished asking, Wawa also thought for a while, tears were still flowing uncontrollably, when he wanted to wipe it with his hands, Xianyu had already wiped it clean for him with a paper towel first.

Although he is still a human cub over three years old, he is stubborn. No matter how Xianyu explains to him, he is very stubborn to stick to his own ideas.

"Okay, Wawa is crying from hunger, it's amazing to peel so many green onions, sit here and wait for Dad to cook, okay?"

"it is good."

Xianyu cleaned his peeled green onions, cut them into sections and put them in the pot. I don't know if it was because he was thinking that he was recording a show, so he did a good job.

After bringing a few dishes to the table, he filled up the rice again, and then hugged Wawa, who was still sitting there properly, with his hands so obediently placed on his knees, onto the table.

Wawa doesn't know how to use chopsticks yet, so Xianyu brought him a spoon, and specially made a steamed egg to take care of the children.

After mixing the egg custard with the rice, he began to add vegetables to him.

Even if Wawa didn't cry from hunger after traveling so many places today, she did feel a little tired. After drinking a bottle of milk, she still felt hungry.

At the beginning, I ate big mouthfuls, but when I felt full later, I became less obedient and couldn't help playing.

For a while, he reached into the bowl to pinch the food, and for a while he smiled at his father.

"Wawa, what is the spoon for?"

Xianyu reminded him next to him, but Wawa didn't understand what he meant, and even picked up the spoon and put it aside for his own convenience.

Seeing that he really wanted to play, Xianyu simply put away his spoon.

After playing for a while, Wawa started to feel a little hungry. When he wanted to eat, he found that there was no spoon, so he turned to look at his father.

"Wawa, time."

Xianyu just pretended that he couldn't hear him. This kid is really not eating well. He should be so obedient today because he was hungry. In fact, when he was taken by his grandma before, he was always chased by his grandma to feed him.

He didn't want to get used to the kid's problems, and couldn't find a good way to correct them, so Xianyu decided to let him have fun for a while.

"Wawa, if you don't finish eating at noon, you can still eat this at night."

Xianyu wiped his mouth after eating, then paid attention to him, pointed to the food in front of him that he had played with for a while, and kindly reminded him.

At this time, Wawa lost his temper, patted the table and replied, "Wawa doesn't eat."

Leisurely put down the bowl and chopsticks, sat on the sofa and began to roll like Wawa did before.

"Ah, then dad won't do it either, dad just won't do it, dad won't cook at night until Wawa finishes eating."

After seeing such a big reaction from his father, Wawa lost all the courage he mustered up when he was angry before, and began to feel a little embarrassed instead.

Dad has a bigger temper than he does, and...and says he doesn't cook.

"Wawa, Wawa is over, get up."

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it, I just can't afford it, wow Wawa doesn't like to eat the food made by Dad, Dad is so uncomfortable, Dad can't get up."

Wawa saw the food plates on the table, reached a pair of chopsticks and began to chop the rice with difficulty, eating all the food in the bowl.

I played for a while before, and I didn't dislike myself. I made up my mind silently in my heart that I must finish eating next time.

Dad was so difficult to coax, it really gave Wawa a headache.