villain daddy's little boy

Xiao Xixi was very at a loss. He didn't know why he came out, so he brought a lot of clothes for himself. He only knew that his father carried him to the dressing room, changed him one by one, and then pushed him in front of the mirror.

Che Ziyu looked at the little prince in the mirror and praised: "Xixi is so pretty! Do you like this one?"

"I like it, but..." Xixi pinched her clothes, hesitating.

But isn't their family very poor?

Che Ziyu doesn't care, but Xi Zai said he likes it, so he will buy it!

Passing the clothes to the shopping guide, Che Ziyu took Xi Zai to try on the second dress.

The second piece of clothing is somewhat similar to the one Xixi originally wore. It is all overalls and a small shirt. It looks cute and cute. It even takes care of the little baby's slightly swollen belly, looking like a doll .

Needless to say, Dad made a final decision: "Buy! Next one!"

The little baby was like a doll, being tossed about by his father for a long time. After turning around and seeing a pile of children's clothes, he finally woke up.

He grabbed Che Ziyu's clothes and shook his head; "Father, Zai Zai, I don't want Zai Zai anymore!"

Xixi seemed a little nervous, kept looking around, and pursed her lips to express her rejection, "Zai Zai won't buy it, let's go back! Go back!"

"There are only a few pieces, not enough for changing clothes," Che Ziyu coaxed the child, "Hey, let's buy a few more and leave, okay? Don't try it this time, just leave when you see it."

"No!" Xiao Zai Zai said, his eyes turned red, "Zai Zai, no more! No more!"

Che Ziyu was taken aback, and quickly squatted down to coax the cub, "What's wrong baby? Don't you like it? If you don't like it, let's go to the next house, don't cry, don't cry, you scared Dad."

Why is his little crying bag crying?

Che Ziyu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would make the child cry, so he could only coax him patiently.

The little baby sniffed, without Tang Yu around, he didn't have to be afraid that his father would not want him, his nose turned red from crying, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yahoo, I don't want any more, yahoo, yummy, yummy, yummy..."

Che Ziyu took out a tissue and wiped the little crying bag's nose. It was funny while wiping, "Dad is rich. Dad bought this for Zai Zai. Don't panic, don't panic. There's nothing to cry about."

Xiao Xixi was extremely wronged, "You liar, you, you have no money! You want to sell the cub!"

Che Ziyu: "No, when did Dad say he was going to sell the baby?"

He was almost killed by this little guy.

Turning around, the little cub ran to hug Tang Yu's thigh, crying and saying that he didn't want this father anymore, and if the father wanted to sell the cub, wouldn't he die unjustly?

Xiao Xixi still remembered the joke made by Che Ziyu earlier, and said intermittently: "You, you said it, you still said it, you said it, it's cheap..."

Che Ziyu: "..."

He coaxed the child dumbfoundedly, and after coaxing for a long time, it didn't seem to be good, he was angry and funny.

In fact, Xi Zai didn't think of this at first, but Che Ziyu brought him to the children's clothing store.

There are all children's clothes here, and there are two doll-like models standing in front of them. When Zai Zai came in, he was a little scared.

He had never been to such a place.

What scares him the most is that his father keeps asking him to change his clothes. Xiao Xizai associates changing clothes with the little models outside, worrying that his father is discussing with others whether to sell him.

You know, this beautiful sister has been watching him!

Moreover, as Che Ziyu said, Zai Zai is very cheap to sell!

He must have sold it!

Xi Zai is terrified. Although he has a deep affection for Che Ziyu, but he is so troublesome and a waste of money. The protagonist's father doesn't want him, so it is possible to sell him.

So Xi Zai didn't dare to want it, and he didn't want it anymore, but Che Ziyu wanted it for him, and if one family didn't like it, they wanted a second one!

Xi Zai cried uncontrollably, and Che Ziyu probably guessed the truth from his intermittent voice, and he loved the child even more.

He's not stupid. If a child feels so insecure, it must be because the people who took care of him didn't take good care of him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so afraid when he received the clothes.

Thinking about it, Che Ziyu couldn't help feeling distressed, how could someone not cherish such a well-behaved child?

He patted the hiccupping boy on the back and comforted him in a low voice, "Don't cry, Dad is really rich, can Dad take you to see how much money you have?"

"Everything you said that day was a lie to you. We Xixi are so cute, and Dad is reluctant to sell Xixi's," Che Ziyu said, patting the child's curly hair, "Look, if you are sold, your little dad will Are you going to kill me?"

He talked a lot, and Che Ziyu spent all his patience on the child, and the child gradually calmed down, but he was still sobbing intermittently.

Che Ziyu pinched the little baby's face: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry, next time, Dad won't make such jokes again, okay?"

Xi Zai was still very worried: "Really, are you really rich?"

"Really!" Che Ziyu raised his hand and swore, and even took out his Alipay, "Come on, baby, look, how much money dad has."

He sat on the sofa with the child in his arms and taught the child to count, "One breakfast for the baby is ten yuan, dad will teach you how to count, one breakfast, one hundred cents breakfast, one thousand breakfasts... one hundred thousand breakfasts , look, Dad can give you a lot of breakfast."

Xiao Xixi blinked, not really understanding, but he probably understood a little bit what his father said.

Xiao Xixi was puzzled, "Then, why does the little daddy have no money?"

Che Ziyu continued to patiently say, "Your little daddy is not with daddy yet, daddy's money belongs to daddy, and little daddy's money belongs to little daddy, it's different."

Xixi nodded ignorantly: "Little daddy has no money, so if he wants it, Xixi will take care of it."

"Yes, the little dad wants us to raise it!" Che Ziyu finally coaxed the cub, and he let out a long sigh of relief, "Then let's continue shopping for clothes, shall we?"

The little baby nodded aggrievedly and agreed.

Afterwards, Che Ziyu didn't dare to be so presumptuous anymore, he had to talk to Xixi for a while when he got one, and when he finished shopping for the clothes, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon.

Che Ziyu paid the bill by swiping his card, sent someone to deliver it to Tang Yu's house, and took the child to find food.

At this time, the smell of food was already wafting from the shopping mall, so Che Ziyu found a wonton restaurant and took the children to eat wontons.

Xiao Xixi swayed her feet obediently, waiting for the meal to arrive, her head flicked and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Che Ziyu teased the child for a while, but the child seemed to be still angry and didn't talk to Che Ziyu.

He had no choice but to bow his head and send a WeChat message to Tang Yu, telling him what happened today.

[Car: Xiao Yuer, get out of class is over? 】

[Che: When I took your son to buy clothes this morning, he cried because he was worried that I was going to sell the baby.I coaxed for a long time. 】

As he spoke, he sent a series of words over on his own, talking about interesting things from this morning.

Che Ziyu knew that Tang Yu was probably on his way to work at this time, and probably wouldn't be able to look at his phone, so he just sent it in advance to share the happiness.

But unexpectedly, there was a call from there soon.

A hint of surprise flashed in Che Ziyu's eyes, and he hurriedly answered the phone, happily: "Hello?"

"Torturing you?"

Knowing what Tang Yu was talking about, the corners of Che Ziyu's mouth curled up, "No, Xiao Kuibao cried so hard, those who didn't know thought I didn't want to buy him toys."

Xixi seemed to have noticed something, and looked up at Che Ziyu curiously, and Che Ziyu turned around and said, "You look here, do you want to talk?"

I don't know what was said there, Che Ziyu directly put the phone on speakerphone, "Come here, baby, it's your little daddy's number."

"Phone?" Xixi moved over with wide eyes, curiously looking at the things in Che Ziyu's hands.

He knew this, the Lord God said it was called a mobile phone, and it was a very fun thing.

Xiao Xixi poked the phone carefully, and suddenly a very familiar voice came from the other end: "Did Che Ziyu bully you today?"

Xiao Xixi blinked, and approached the phone in surprise: "Dad!"

On the other end of the phone, Tang Yu responded softly, Xiao Xixi leaned on Che Ziyu's chest reservedly, and said in a small voice, "When is Dad coming back? Zai Zai, Zai Zai misses Daddy!"

Tang Yu didn't know whether he didn't hear it or didn't know how to reply. He didn't speak for a long time, but Che Ziyu took over the conversation smoothly, "Your father will be back at night, and then the eldest father will take you to pick him up, okay?"

"Okay——" Xi Zai nodded sensibly, and said with a pointed finger, "Zai Zai, Zai Zai can still give, daddy delivers food, earn, earn money..."

"No," Tang Yu said bluntly, "I'll be back in the afternoon, no need to come at noon."

The little boy was confused for a moment, lowered his head and was about to count, when Tang Yu was about to hang up the phone, "I'm going to work part-time, follow Che Ziyu obediently, okay?"

"Okay—" Xiao Zai Zai shook his feet, nodded obediently, and ended the short conversation.

He was downcast: "Dad, I'm so busy."

"Well, little daddy needs to make money, and it will be fine after a while," Che Ziyu said, stroking the little baby's hair, "It's okay, I'll take you to accompany daddy in the afternoon."

Xixi is a coaxable child, and she pursed her lips and laughed when she heard the words.

After a short phone call, the small wontons for the two also came up. The small wontons are relatively small, and Xixi can take one bite at a time.

He was very serious when he was eating, he didn't hear anything outside the window, and he only ate the small wontons. Che Ziyu took several photos of him, but he didn't notice.

Che Ziyu smiled and sent the photo to Tang Yu, and then picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

A bowl of wontons is still huge, and Xixi couldn't finish it. After eating most of it, Che Ziyu wiped it all out for him.

Because of eating too much, Che Ziyu didn't hold the child, but let the child take a walk on the ground to digest.

"Where else do you want to go?" Che Ziyu asked the child, "If you don't want to, let's go home."

Xiao Xizai was full and drowsy, but he still remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something. He shook his head for a long time before he vaguely thought of what he wanted to do.

Pick up bottles, hand out leaflets...

Yes, Xiao Xizai wants to make money!

Just in time, when Xizai looked up, he saw a clean bottle hanging precariously on the trash can. Xizai's eyes lit up, and he ran over.

"Ancestor, slow down, you just finished eating." Che Ziyu took the children and lost his temper, and strode forward, "What's wrong?"

The little boy held the bottle with both hands and handed it to Che Ziyu: "Dad, the bottle!"

"What's wrong with the bottle? Do you want it?" Che Ziyu thought for a while, but still threw the bottle into the trash can with some disgust, "Daddy bought it for you, we don't pick up trash, it's dirty."

The little brat was dragged for a few steps in a daze, and then stopped. That chubby body really prevented Che Ziyu from pulling for a while!

Che Ziyu squatted down patiently: "What's wrong?"

The chubby blinked and pointed to the bottle: "Bottle, I want it!"

Che Ziyu realized now that what he wanted was not the bottle he bought, but the bottle just now.

Although still very disgusted, Che Ziyu found a napkin and wrapped the bottle and took it out, "What's wrong with the bottle?"

Xixi's face turned red with excitement, he blinked, held up the bottle and said, "Zaizai, sell the bottle and raise daddy!"

The little baby was wearing the clothes he had just bought from a children's clothing store. The cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his fleshy lotus root arms.

He held the big bottle with both hands, his dark eyes seemed to be full of stars, and sweetly told Che Ziyu that he could pick up the bottle to make money and support his father.

A warm current surged through my heart, and the place I walked was warm and sour, as if I was caught by something, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Che Ziyu's voice was hoarse, "Who told you?"

Xixi didn't know why Che Ziyu looked like he was about to cry. He wanted to reach out to touch his father, but then remembered that his hands were dirty, so he could only rub his head against Che Ziyu.

He said softly, "Zai Zai, you can raise Dad!"

The answer was not what was asked, but Che Ziyu didn't intend to ask any more, he vaguely guessed something.

He lowered his head, looked at the beautiful Zai Zai, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, Zai Zai can raise Dad."

This child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed, Che Ziyu even wants to go to the police station to really bring the child back, and temporarily put on a registered permanent residence to support the family.

However, this idea is still in its infancy, and needs to be considered carefully. He picked up the child with one hand and solved the current matter, "There are not many bottles here, and Dad will take you to pick them up."

"Okay!"

Zai Zai happily agreed, he didn't expect his money-making plan to go so smoothly!

Che Ziyu did not lie, he took the child to a nearby square, gave Zai Zai a big plastic bag, and followed Zai Zai all the way to watch him pick up the bottle.

He knew that Tang Yu was stubborn, refused to accept help from others, and wanted to resist everything by himself, but perhaps, the arrival of this child could make the other party change his temper.

Therefore, when Xi Zai said that he wanted to make money to support his father, Che Ziyu did not immediately veto it.

He wanted the young man who always covered his heart with a cold face to see the sincerity of others.

I also want my child to know that he is capable.

All afternoon, Che Ziyu followed Xizai. He picked up a few bottles for Xizai from time to time, but was thrown out by Xixi in disgust, and let him pick up his own. Occasionally, he took out his mobile phone and recorded Xizai's bit by bit.

Of course, fearing that Zai Zai would be exposed to the sun, Che Ziyu armed the child in full gear, and at the back, bought a small fan for the child, blowing on Zai Zai loudly.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Xizai even picked up a sack of bottles!

Xi Zai dragged two bags of bottles by himself, one big and one small, and didn't let Che Ziyu touch it at all. He raised his head and asked Che Ziyu, "Dad, sell bottles!"

Thanks to the little boy, Che Ziyu also picked up two large bags of bottles. Hearing this, he held the sack with one hand and dragged the child forward, "Take the car, Dad will send you to sell scraps."

After going and coming, the expenses are probably more expensive than what they picked up, but Xi Zai doesn't know, Xi Zai is still immersed in the atmosphere that he can earn money to support his father!

Taking the waste to the waste station, Che Ziyu found a reliable one. Xi Zai made a total of ten yuan for the two bags, and Che Ziyu made a little more, almost 15 yuan.

The father and son clapped their hands with a smile on their hands while carrying the freshly baked 25 yuan.

"Baby is amazing, your little dad must be very happy to go back!"

Xi Zai blushed, "Little daddy, too, I like daddy too!"

With that said, Che Ziyu felt comfortable all over.

"Let's go, go home first," Che Ziyu blinked and coaxed the child, "I will go shopping with my little dad when I go back, and use the money Xixi and my dad earned to buy groceries, okay?"

Xi Zai's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

They looked at each other, smiled at each other, and sat on the small battery with sweat stains all over their bodies.

At this point, Tang Yu should not be off work yet, and he can still take the child to pick Tang Yu up.