Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

A pink Minnie's hard-shell schoolbag fell to the other side of the desk as soon as "Huh".

Chu Jinduan sat on the long bench, gazing calmly at the unfolded book, did not lift his head, and was not affected by the noise.

It doesn't matter which kid the visitor is, he is not in the mood to talk to anyone, and now he just wants to be alone.

The classroom is messy. The first-grade little Douding has great "destructive power" between classes. His ears are filled with the harsh sound of shifting tables, chairs and benches, and the noise of six or seven-year-old children.

The old green swing-head electric fan hummed, and there was a hot breeze.

The boy stopped flipping his hand, smelling a familiar smell.

It was the faint scent of milk on Song Qiaoxi's body, but today's taste was a bit special, mixed with the sweetness of chocolate and hazelnuts.

Chu Jin couldn't describe the feeling at the moment, as if he was scratched by the furry little cat in his heart.

The little heart beats a beat, from a slow and steady beating, the beating speed gradually becomes a little faster...

Why is she here?

Even if Chu Jin matured, he would still be a seven-year-old child.

When making the decision to sit in the back row alone, it is impossible to hesitate a little bit.

However, he could feel that most of the classmates in the class were afraid of themselves, looking at their eyes...

What's more, the most disgusting others are pitying him.

If, among the children from all over the world, one must be chosen to be the same table.

In his heart, there is only one candidate...

The sweet grandma's smell became stronger and stronger. The long bench moved. Chu Jin noticed something hot and soft on the right side of his body approaching. He moved cautiously, like a curious little deer in the forest?

A small furry head dangled in front of him with two curly ponytails.

The tender, tender little fleshy hands crossed the "38 line" and pressed the book in front of him.

Chu Jin raised his eyes and met Song Qiaoxi's big smiling eyes, his gaze stopped at the corners of her raised mouth.

"From today, I will be yours at the same table!"

Song Qiaoxi's voice happily resembled a little house sparrow chirping in the morning, waving a hand in front of him.

There was a "surprise, surprise or surprise" on his little face, and he couldn't hide his happy smile.

If at this time, there is a small tail behind her, can you please lift her up into the sky proudly?

Looking at the demo of Nuo Tuanzi, people who don't know thought she won the prize of the Shuangseqiu 5 million lucky sports lottery!

But for Song Qiaoxi, maybe he won 5 million, so it's better to be at the same table with Chu Jin to make her happy.

Looking at Chu Jin's pale, expressionless face, slowly became bloody, his thick black and angular eyebrows trembled slightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked unnaturally...

He gently pursed his lower lip, as if he deliberately tightened his face?

"Are you unhappy?"

Nuo Tuanzi returned to the "38th line", opened Minnie's schoolbag and started digging out her guy's affairs, while hesitatingly asked Chu Jin.

Why, he looks a little tangled?

Say you're not happy, I'm sure this isn't Chu Jin's angry expression. If he says he's happy, no one smiles?

Chu Jin felt that he was breathing fast, took a deep breath, calmed down the beating little heart, and bit his lower lip tightly.

Turning his head, looking at Nuo Tuanzi with round apricot eyes, pouting his mouth, holding the Hua Fairy pencil case frankly and innocently looking at him, the joy in his heart does not conceal the slightest amount of joy.

If I want to drive her back to the second row of the classroom, I can't speak anymore...

"Can you see the blackboard?" the boy asked Song Qiaoxi in a low voice.

After being asked for a moment, Song Qiaoxi turned her head and looked forward. She was sitting in the last row. She was slightly blocked by the tall classmate in front, but the words on the blackboard were clearly visible.

Besides, with a low beep, I have learned all this knowledge. It doesn't matter if you can see it or not, doesn't it?

Xiao Nuo Tuan hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, "I can see and see, my eyes are good, you don't know, and I eat so much meat, I will grow taller soon! No, you can grow taller than you, believe it or not?"

As if after listening to some terrible, boastful words, the corners of Chu Jin's lips slightly bend a nice arc.

The smile was fleeting, and the boy turned his head and buried his head in the book again.

However, the hand that turned the book was a bit hard, and the page made a "crushing" noise.

When Song Qiaoxi saw that he didn't speak, she took it as an acquiescence.

Just don't drive her away!

Put the pencil case on the table, stuff the schoolbag into the hole in the table, everything is set up, the little girl looks around.

One or two meters behind her and Chu Jin is a whole blackboard on which the words "Welcome New Students" are written in chalk.

Sitting in front of them were two tall, thin boys, whispering to each other.

On the right is a little girl with a "cockchafer" hairstyle, holding a comic book. She is at the same table and looks a bit like the "Brother Caterpillar" of "The Windmill", and she stalks her neck to read the comics with her.

Some of the children Song Qiaoxi didn't know each other.

It doesn't matter if you are from the big yard, everyone has to live together for six years, spend elementary school time, and of course be good partners!

She stretched out her little hand and gently poked the back of the little girl "cockchafer" on the right front.

"The Scarab" turned his head, his mouth closed in surprise.

"Hello, my name is Song Qiaoxi, what is your name?"

He raised his face and smiled at the "cockchafer".

The little girl with short hair gave Xiao Nuo Tuan a big smile, "My name is Li Xiaoran."

There was a natural sense of intimacy between the six or seven-year-old girl and the little girl. Soon, Song Qiaoxi and Li Xiaoran became one and met Li Xiaoran’s deskmate, Ning Yu by the way.

The three children talked happily, which also caused the two thin and tall boys in the front seat to turn around and join the conversation.

Several children were "differentiated" by Jiang Qisheng in the morning because they were students who were choosing schools across districts.

Chu Jin didn't say a word from beginning to end, automatically shielding the curious gaze of classmates who glanced over from time to time.

Li Xiaoran looked in the direction of Chu Jin, curled her neck and asked Song Qiaoxi in a low voice: "You are at the same table, do you really know taekwondo? I heard from the previous kids in your compound saying that he is amazing, who is that. ....."

The short-haired girl turned her mouth in the direction where Jiang Qisheng was sitting, and then lowered her voice, "I heard them say that he bullied you, you just fell over your shoulders when you came to the table!"

Several boys also echoed, casting envious glances at Chu Jin one after another.

In the minds of boys at this age, it is so cool to have companions who can "martialize" and "strike a chivalrous righteousness"!

Not to mention this, it's okay, just saying this is just opening Song Qiaoxi's conversation.

"It goes without saying that Chu Jin is amazing! He got the taekwondo red and blue belt more than a year ago, don't you think he is so thin, his arms are full of muscles," Nuo Tuanzi raised his own fleshy little girl. With short arms, learning to show his non-existent "biceps" on TV, "Jiang Qisheng is his defeated man. Didn't you see that Jiang Qisheng was trembling when he saw Chu Jin just now?"

"Yes, but he is so naughty, and he still speaks ill of you..."

Li Xiaoran lowered his head in embarrassment, probably thinking of the words "children-in-law".

Song Qiaoxi shook her head nonchalantly, "Don't be afraid of Jiang Qisheng. He is a paper tiger. I will protect you from now on. Doesn't he say that I have "bullyed" him since I was young? If he treats him differently in the future, I will continue to "bully" him. "

After speaking, Nuo Tuanzi playfully stuck out his tongue and made a face in Jiang Qisheng's direction.

Seeing a few new friends heaved a sigh of relief, "joking" and laughing together, Song Qiaoxi felt even more beautiful.

Li Xiaoran's deskmate Ning Yu, listening to Song Qiaoxi's words, now has a lot of courage.

The little boy thought about it carefully and felt that although Chu Jin looked a bit fierce, he did nothing wrong.

It was Jiang Qisheng who did the wrong thing, and he asked Jiang Qisheng to apologize for justified reasons!

Thinking about it this way, Ning Yu felt that Chu Jin must be an introverted child with a warm heart.

He glanced at Chu Jin, pointed at the book Chu Jin was reading, and asked in surprise: "Song Qiaoxi, he is reading foreign books!"

"Yeah, he is super good, besides knowing Taekwondo, he speaks great English, and the writing is also very good-looking. My dad said he had practiced Liu Gongquan..."

Xiao Nuo Tuan has never been too much of Chu Jin's "rainbow fart".

Because she really admires him, she keeps spreading science with her new friends with her little mouth, hands and feet, until the math teacher enters the classroom with a dark face.

"Hello classmates, be quiet, hurry up and get back to your seat to make a good preparation."

Teacher Li's face is always gloomy and ferocious.

The class bell rang as soon as it was uttered.

The primary school chickens are like little quails, shrinking their necks and returning to their seats.

Song Qiaoxi's new friends turned around one after another, looking down in their schoolbags to flip through the math textbooks.

Chu Jin glanced helplessly and blew "Rainbow fart" with a dry mouth. He hurriedly twisted the small glutinous ball on the lid of the kettle, retracted his gaze, frowned and closed the original English version of "Kill the Mockingbird" in his hand. ".

He didn't expect that he was so good in Song Qiaoxi's heart?

"Wow, Chu Jin is really cool. Not only can he play taekwondo, but also Liu Gong's boxing. Next time, can we let him teach us how to play Liu Gong's boxing?"

The little boy in the front seat gently punched himself at the same table, whispered, half of his face full of admiration.

What? !

What a "punch"! !

Song Qiaoxi, who poured water into her belly from the back seat, almost spit out when she heard the boy in front of him...

He hurriedly curled his brows and looked at Chu Jin.

His neck is slender, his head is slightly lowered, his side face with clear contours is against the light, crow feather-like eyelashes are hanging down, and the corners of his lips...

The corners of his lips were lighter than the pink of cherry blossoms, and there was a faint smile.

What Nuo Tuanzi wanted to explain was blocked by Chu Jin's smile.

Wow, Chu Jin now is really starting to be different from before...

-

Qizhou Teachers' Primary School, the lower grade students, after school, the teacher will arrange a team to lead them out of the school.

Later, they will be picked up by their parents or the unit’s school bus, and some children will go home with their older brothers and sisters.

Song Qiaoxi was short, standing in the front row of the team.

The line after school was loose and not so strict. She quietly changed positions with Zhao Xin and got her wish and stood in a row with Ding Miao.

On the way from the classroom to the gate of the school, Song Qiaoxi kept talking about her "Gonzo" sitting in the back row of the classroom and introducing Miaomiao to her new school-choosing partner.

Unlike the usual coldness, Ding Miao would occasionally nod her head on the road, and occasionally tilt her head to look at her, which proved that she was listening to her.

Xiao Nuo Tuan was very excited, and thought to herself, if this continues, within a week or two, she might have the first "little girlfriend" in her life!

When I thought that someone could hold hands, go to the bathroom during the break, play with rubber bands, throw sandbags, skip ropes to count each other in physical education class, and even ask mother to buy the same head flower for both of them. Although Ding Miao is a baby head, she is also You can make a small pull...

On the first day of school, I was at the same table with Chu Jin and met new friends. The "reserve" girlfriend Miaomiao accepted her.

I am in a good mood, almost flying to the clouds!

I saw a few familiar figures at the school gate from far away.

My own father and mother, Ding Yi, Ding Miao's father and mother, and Wang Junyang's father, five adults form a small group.

Wang Junyang’s mother is missing, but everyone knows that Wang’s beauty salon is very busy, and Wang’s father usually takes care of the children.

A few adults were very energetic and well-dressed, and they were particularly eye-catching among the parents at the school gate.

They are in their prime of life, with no traces of time on their faces and no wrinkles at the corners of their eyes; they are strong and upright, with a strong body, a straight waist and a graceful posture; they are young, beautiful, and full of energy, working hard for every small family struggle.

They are all just 30 years old and still young.

It should be my mother who discovered the children's team first, and seemed to have said something to other adults. All five of them faced their team and waved and smiled.

Song Qiaoxi watched from a distance and waved to them, pulling Miaomiao's hand excitedly, "Miaomiao, Mom and Dad are here to pick us up!"

I hope that mom and dad can be young forever, and they will be full of energy for the rest of their lives.

They are so beautiful.

The teacher took the children to the gate of the school. As soon as the words "disbanded" were spoken, the group of first-year little peasants dispersed like a tide.

"Mom! Dad!"

Song Qiaoxi threw herself into their arms like a bird out of the cage, and was carried over her shoulders by her father, and turned around in the air, "My dear girl!"

Mother Song held her hand to Nuo Tuanzi's school uniform skirt, "Song Jianguo, you are really good, the skirt worn by a girl, please pay attention, you will be an older child when you go to school."

"Okay, okay, I'm the wrong daughter-in-law," my father laughed with him, and quickly put Song Qiaoxi down, and asked Xiao Nuo Tuan, "Where is Xiao Chu?"

Song Qiaoxi turned her head and saw Chu Jin, Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, walking slowly toward this side, and pointed her hand, "Where is it! By the way, what do we eat tonight?"

Song father and Song mother looked at each other and smiled, this girl in our family really can't live without eating anywhere!

Mother grabbed a handful of white rabbit toffee from the purse and asked Song Qiaoxi to share it with her friends.

On the way back to the compound, Song Qiaoxi sitting on the small bamboo chair of her mother’s bicycle, Chu Jin sitting on the Mustang motorcycle like Song’s father, Wang Junyang sitting in the father Wang’s Jetta, and sitting on the bicycle bar. Ding Yi and Ding Miao above.

The five children felt that this way home...

It has the sweet smell of white rabbit toffee.

-

On the first day of the first grade, the teachers of all subjects did not assign homework.

The children were taken back to the compound by their parents. At the entrance of the communication room, five small carrot heads came down from various vehicles, and they were assembled from all directions like magnets.

The children are all well-groomed, and they look cute and energetic in their green school uniforms.

Mother Song and Mother Ding parked in the bicycle shed, turned their heads to look at the children, and said with emotion: "Sister-in-law, look at them, wearing school uniforms feel like they've grown up all at once."

"Isn't it? My daughters and boys don't feel it when they look at them every day. Several children stand together and compare. Hey, it really feels different."

Mother Ding locked the car and echoed.

Taking the meat and vegetables out of the car basket, Mama Ding lowered her voice again and said to Mama Song: "Xiao Chu looks a lot more energetic than before, and a little fatter. You and Brother Song are also bothering.

I think this child will kiss your family. I asked Ding Yi to ask him if he will come to my house for dinner, and Xiao Chu will not come over. "

"Don't take it to heart, sister-in-law, Chu Jin's child is very sensible. You can see that he is a little bit introverted. After all, he encountered those bad things before." Mother Song also took out the vegetables from the basket and stepped on the purse. , "Don't talk about children, even adults may not be able to come out so quickly, we have to give him time, take his time, and it will be fine later."

Mother Ding waved her hand, "I know, I don’t want to care about the child, don’t you have to work hard? You said Wang’s sister-in-law has money, so she buys something for Yangyang, and now she buys a copy for Chu Jin, younger sisters, you change every day. You are also taking care of the food for the children.

Lao Ding and I are both workers, and the conditions of the two children in the family are definitely not as good as..."

Mother Song affectionately took Mother Ding's arm, patted her hand, and interrupted her, "Oh, sister-in-law, don't think so.

Xixi in my house is a well-known little cat in the compound. Her mouth is so awkward that she usually cooks those dishes without any effort at all.

You are not allowed to say this in the future. Sister-in-law, you still change the clothes of the two children. You have washed the clothes of Chu Jin several times. Don't think I haven't seen it, you can't think about it anymore..."

"...Let them play in the compound for a while. If they have too much homework in a few days, they won't have a chance to come out and play."

The two mothers held hands, looked at the few children whispering in the open space at the entrance of the communication room, waved with them, and walked towards the family building.

With sharp eyes, Song Qiaoxi jumped to the intersection and waved to her mother, shouting, "Mom, I'll go home after a while."

"Ling Ling Ling..."

A crisp bicycle bell wafted by, and Song Qiaoxi turned her head in a daze, but Chu Jin grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"what......"

Xiao Tuanzi exclaimed, lost his balance, and tilted his head towards Chu Jin and slammed into it.

The forehead was facing the boy's chest, and he slammed it up with a "Hawk".

The forehead picture was caught by some hard metal object with prismatic teeth, and it hurt so much.

"hiss......"

Song Qiaoxi's nose was sour, she gritted her teeth to hold back her tears, hit her eyes with gold stars, and squatted down with her hands covering her forehead.

"Where did you hit?" Chu Jin said eagerly. Song Qiaoxi closed her eyes and couldn't see. She only felt the boy grab her arm, "Don't move, let go, did you hit your eyes?"

"The key, it may be, the head is on the key..."

She sucked and said intermittently, whispering in her heart, what if this is out of shape?

A scar on the forehead, isn't that ugly? !

No longer envious of Chu Jin being able to hang a red string around his neck, the square-shaped key was left on his head, it hurts...

"Don't move, let me see."

The boy's voice calmed down, and he seemed to squat down, very close to her, and the exhaled heat brushed his cheeks warmly.

After hearing what he said, my heart suddenly became less panicked.

Song Qiaoxi slowly opened her eyes, let go of her hand, and tried to wink and frown her eyebrows, but it didn't hurt so much.

"do not move."

In a daze, his face was held by the boy with his hands, and a pair of marked peach eyes fixedly looked at his... forehead.

The boy let go of a hand and gently brushed the forehead of Nuo Danzi with his thumb.

Between the eyebrows, there was a warm, soft and wet finger touch. After pressing his thumb lightly, Chu Jin said softly: "It's not broken, it's a little red."

Being touched by him, it seemed that the pain had alleviated suddenly.

"Well?"

Xiao Nuo Tuan immediately touched her forehead with his hands, and tried to make sure if it was really unbroken. She loves beauty so much, but she doesn't want to get scars.

I didn't feel it when I touched it to and fro, and my gasping voice became thick in anxiousness, and he groaned and frowned.

Suddenly, a warm hand grabbed her fingers that were poking around.

Chu Jin took her finger, pointed to her forehead, and tapped twice, "Is it still painful here?"

Song Qiaoxi poked her forehead suspiciously and shook her head.

Alas, it really doesn't seem to hurt anymore!

It's strange that the painful feeling just now disappeared so quickly, is it an illusion, or Chu Jin knows magic?

Xiao Nuotuan raised his eyes straightly, looking at him, blinking, and the two of them were so close, so close.

"Next time you walk to see the car, you just stood motionless in the middle of the road, it's dangerous..."

Looking at Chu Jin, he removed his hand and said with his mouth closed, but the boy's voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, he could hardly hear what he was saying.

And why did Chu Jin's face suddenly change color?

From a pale, bloodless, a little bit to a tender pink, and a little bit of pink to red...

"what?"

Nuo Tuanzi questioned unconsciously.

Chu Jin coughed slightly, lowered his eyes, seemingly embarrassed, and groaned in his nose, which was regarded as answering her, "Cough...huh?"

Song Qiaoxi moved forward again, turning her head, and poked Chu Jin's face with a small hand, "You...your face, why is it red?"