Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Song Qiaoxi's finger touched Chu Jin's face.

The boy's face is cool and smooth, and it feels very good, like a peeled egg.

One, two times, to the third time, her finger was quickly caught by Chu Jin, and she took it off his face.

The boy let go and stood up, with his back facing Xiao Nuo Tuan, his hands were placed in his trouser pockets and he kicked the stones on the ground, as if he hadn't heard what Song Qiaoxi had just said.

"Ling Ling Ling..." There was another crisp bell ringing.

A shadow fell in front of Song Qiaoxi, and when she looked up, Chu Jin stood in front of her silently.

A bicycle steadily stopped in front of the children.

The rider is a handsome guy who is 13 or 4 years old.

The young man is tall and long, exuding youthfulness. He is wearing a large blue and white school uniform. He is slung with a military-green schoolbag, and another pink schoolbag is placed in the basket.

On the back seat of the car, there was a young lady who was about the same age sitting on her side. Her palm-sized face was dotted with small features, she was thin and she was wearing the same style of blue and white school uniform.

It's just that the large school uniform is like a sack, which covers her whole body and looks very petite.

The cuffs were rolled up, revealing slender and pale wrists, and a Seagull 205 camera hung on Miss Sister’s chest.

"Xiao Chujin, who is hiding behind you, is it Xixi? Ahahaha, let alone, you little Doudings look like elementary school students in school uniforms!

The green school uniforms of the elementary school attached to our normal school are really unchanged for thousands of years. "

The young man greeted the two children with a smile, and looked up and down the handlebar with interest, standing neatly.

"Is it Brother Lidong? Is sister Qiu Meng there too!"

Song Qiaoxi heard that she was an acquaintance, and then she became energetic, turned around and grabbed Chu Jin's arm to stand up, and jumped out from behind him like a little rabbit.

She looks delicate and weak. The young lady like Lin Daiyu is called Xia Qiumeng, and the younger brother is Cheng Lidong. They are well-known childhood sweethearts in the compound.

Qiu Meng is Song Qiaoxi's favorite young lady in the compound. She is gentle and kind. She always wears this camera around her neck and likes to take pictures wherever she goes.

Even the wayward original owner likes to approach Qiu Meng sister and watch her play with the seagull camera.

It’s just that the young lady has a weak body. I heard my parents say that Qiu Meng’s heart is not good, and she can’t stand the cold and can’t stand the heat. During the summer vacation, she was taken by her grandma to Beidaihe to escape the heat. She just came back these few days.

Brother Lidong is like her knight, generally where there is sister Qiu Meng, there is brother Lidong.

"Sister Qiu Meng, where did you go to take pictures?"

Sister is too skinny, Song Qiaoxi knows that she has a lot of flesh, so she didn't dare to rush too fast for fear of hitting her, so she stood by the bicycle and waited for her to get off the seat.

Qiu Meng pursed her mouth and smiled softly, holding Nuo Tuanzi in her arms, squeezing her fleshy face, "On the first day of school, I took a group photo of the junior high school students. Xi Xi has grown up and is a primary school student."

"Sister Qiu Meng! You can take a picture of me, look at me as I grow taller, do I have muscles?"

Song Qiaoxi loves to take pictures. She likes to listen to the "click" sound of the camera. She arches her arms in a decent way to show off the "muscles" that don't exist on the small fleshy arms...

As if being amused by Xiao Nuo Tuan, Qiu Meng laughed so much that tears came out, "Hey, let me take a group photo of some of you little Dou Ding? Today is the first day of your elementary school, how meaningful it is. ."

"Okay! Sister Qiu Meng, wait, I'll call them."

Song Qiaoxi nodded, turned around and took Chu Jin's arm and ran for a few steps. Wang Junyang and Ding Yi who were squatting on the flower bed next to them, who were about to dig earthworms and watermelon bugs, came over, and went to the pavilion in the small garden to call for quiet reading. Ding Miao.

Cheng Lidong parked his bicycle, and under the command of Qiu Meng, he arranged a few seats for a few Maotou. The background was in the open space at the entrance of the compound.

Chu Jin and Wang Junyang were the tallest, Cheng Lidong asked them to stand on both sides, and Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao stood in the middle.

Ding's head was neither high nor short, so he directly let him squat between the two female dolls.

At first, the boss Wang Junyang was unhappy, holding his hands and pouting, pulling on the sleeves of Cheng Lidong's school uniform, "Brother Lidong, can I change places with Chu Jin?"

"Why? It's not good, the left and the right are the same."

Cheng Lidong didn't know how hard he was, and he didn't affirm or deny Wang Junyang's proposal.

Wang Junyang looked at the little brother and opened his mouth at Nuo Tuanzi, "Xixi, you and Miaomiao can change seats? I'll talk to you in a whisper..."

Xiao Nuo Tuan didn't go there, but took Miaomiao's shoulders, poked his little head over, looked around astutely, and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about?"

Wang Jun stomped his feet, but he still didn't say the phrase "I want to take a photo next to you" in front of his little friend, scratching his head in a hurry.

Song Qiaoxi leaned forward and was anxious without hearing a "whispering" for a long time.

That kind of scene where others have something to tell you, but deliberately doesn't tell you, it is really tormenting.

The two confronted each other for a long time. Xiao Nuo Tuan asked desperately. Wang Junyang didn't say anything. In the end, it was Chu Jin who grabbed her back to her original position and said softly, "You stand up, don't move."

Song Qiaoxi stood still with her head drooped, and turned her head to the left, and found that Chu Jin was leaning toward her, as if she had to be prepared at any time to prevent her from running around.

Ding Miao, who was pressed by Song Qiaoxi's shoulder for a long time, pushed his glasses helplessly, and glanced at Nuo Tuanzi with an expression of "Someone can cure you at last".

Ding Yi, who was squatting in front of the two chicks, also pushed his glasses and looked up curiously.

Finally everything was ready, Qiu Meng's sweet voice came from directly in front of the big guy, "Children, look at the camera?"

Five pairs of small eyes looked at the camera lens of the Seagull 205.

"Little children smile? Don't be so serious. They are all elementary school students. Come, look at brother..."

Before Qiu Meng's words fell, Cheng Lidong made faces at the five of them.

The five friends couldn't help laughing. Brother Lidong was so funny!

"Come on, 1, 2, 3, say it with me..." Qiu Meng gave him a smile, and Cheng Lidong shrugged and copied her hands. She continued, "Eggplant!"

"eggplant......."

The young and tender voices of a group of Xiaodouding echoed over the courtyard on September 2, 1996.

In the viewfinder of the camera, Qiu Meng saw five adorable children.

Standing on the far left and far right are the two tallest boys, the handsome and sunny boy Wang Junyang with one eyelid and his facial features are as beautiful as sculptures, pale and stern.

What made her laugh is that the two boys looked at Song Qiaoxi.

The only difference is that although Wang Junyang has a smile on his small face, he has a little grievance. The smile on Chu Jin's face... actually sees a little bit of spoiling?

But Nuo Tuanzi didn't know it, with big apricot eyes crooked, grinning openly, and a pair of rabbit ears pricked up the back of Ding Yi's head mischievously.

The quiet Ding Miao twisted her hands together, her face was white, and she smiled slightly.

Five immature and brilliant smiling faces are fixed on the film of this Seagull 205 camera.

The six or seven-year-old baby was ignorant, and was happy after taking the photo. Once the excitement passed, she resumed laughing and playing.

No one thought that this precious photo would become one of the best memories for all of them in more than ten years.

This is still this photo, which will be picked up by netizens from a blog that has been dusty for many years because of a century wedding.

For a while, the "Lemon Essence" girls were sour all over the Internet because of the story of a certain gangster "childhood sweetheart", and even went on a hot search for a while.

Sister Qiu Meng took four or five pictures of Song Qiaoxi and the others, and said that after washing it out, she would pick the best looking one, wash out a few more pictures, and save one for each of her friends as a souvenir.

Song Qiaoxi hugged Qiu Meng's thin waist, and curiously stared at the camera left and right, but didn't dare to do it.

You can't move people's things casually without the permission of others. This is the point that her mother has educated many times in her memory, and she has always kept it in mind.

The camera is amazing, such a small box can record all the beautiful things in the world.

You can record the way your mother sang a lullaby, the way she was cooking, the way she smiled and said that she was a "little cat", and the way her mother was serious about preparing lessons on the table.

I also want to record the way my father was struggling to write a manuscript, the way he paid his mother a smile, the tall figure washing the dishes in the kitchen, and the way he lifted himself above his head?

However, how should such a group photo of two people be taken? If only there is a timer...

Xiao Nuo Tuan also wanted to shoot Chu Wan, Ding Miao, Ding Yi, Wang Junyang, and the new friends from the school.

She thought about it carefully, she really wanted to learn to take pictures.

It would be great if, like sister Qiu Meng, I had a camera of my own.

Qiu Meng put on the lens cap and looked down at the small glutinous ball leaning on him.

She heard from many adults in the compound that Song Qiaoxi, the "little demon", had changed a lot during the summer vacation.

In the previous compound, even the "savage and wicked" Pekingese dog raised by Grandma Zhang saw Song Qiaoxi and walked around with its tail clipped.

At this moment, why has the little girl become so soft and sweet and cute?

It seems that he is really grown up.

No wonder the old man always said that the little cubs became sensible overnight.

Fortunately, Song Qiaoxi didn't dare to do anything in front of Qiu Meng sister before, and the little girl's "evil deeds" were only heard, but I had never seen it in person.

Just looking at the appearance, Qiu Meng likes Song Qiaoxi's clever and weird little glutinous group.

Just ask, in the compound, who doesn’t like this little girl who is as pretty as a doll?

A little brown curly hair, like a little foreigner, no, more cute than a doll.

"Sister Qiu Meng, is it difficult to learn to take pictures?"

Nuo Tuanzi's big apricot eyes seemed to be wrapped in a puddle of water, blinked twice, looked at the seagull camera in her hand, and looked up at her again.

With two big wavy double horsetails rubbing against Xixi's shoulders, together with the porcelain white little toot face, Qiu Meng was adorable on the spot.

Freed her hand, fiddled with the broken hair on her forehead for Xiao Nuo Tuan, smiled and said to her: "It's not difficult, Xi Xi also wants to learn photography?"

"I, I don't know, it seems difficult, I don't know how to do it at all..."

When asked by Qiu Meng, Song Qiaoxi felt like she was seen through her mind. She lowered her eyes and felt guilty in her heart, so she didn't dare to look at her sister again.

Staring at the ants on the ground carrying food scraps, Song Qiaoxi heard a gentle voice above her head, "I can't learn, who is born to know everything, if you want to learn, can my sister teach you?"

Qiu Meng saw the little dumpling who was a little depressed just now, and suddenly raised his face, his big eyes seemed to be shining, and asked in a low voice, "Really?"

"Really, it's still fake? It's not a difficult thing, come..." Qiu Meng looked at her agitated look, and couldn't help squeezing the soft face of the dumpling, "Let’s get to know her first. The camera, this is a lens. The lens must be protected. The lens cover must always be covered, and the lens must be cleaned regularly..."

Chu Jin was pulled to the flowerbed by Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, but obviously he was not interested in the games of "digging earthworms" and "catching watermelon bugs" by the two boys.

He took out the book from his schoolbag and looked through it absent-mindedly, but from time to time he looked not far away.

The courtyard in early autumn is still full of green, rows of large locust trees and chrysanthemum trees are still luxuriant, and the holly next to the flowerbeds is lush.

Two girls, one big and one little, stood under the big tree.

The older girl carefully explained the Seagull 205 camera in her hand to the little girl. The little girl listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

Not far from the two girls, there was a tall boy standing, leaning on the bicycle, with a petting smile on his face, holding his arms in his arms, looking at the big girl intently.

The big girl put the camera in the little girl's hand, the camera lanyard was hung on the little bit's neck, and she unscrewed the lens cap, and said something to her.

The two immediately laughed together.

The elder sister is like the first blooming stamens, and the younger sister is like the flower bones that have just grown out of the rose.

Chu Jin lowered his head, his gaze returned to the book.

Wang Junyang complained to Ding Yi dissatisfiedly in his ear, "Ding Yi, can't you work harder, it's not that you haven't eaten, dig deeper..."

"Oh, take your time, don't worry, right?"

Ding Yi replied unhurriedly, sniffing.

For a moment, Chu Jin felt that these children were really happy.

They didn't start attending various tutoring classes from a very young age, learning talents, learning Taekwondo, learning Olympiad, learning English, they just played foolishly in the compound every day.

But they seem to be much happier than they were before.

They will grow up very slowly, like a small glutinous group, growing up surrounded by love, very good...

"Chu Jin!"

Song Qiaoxi called his name sweetly.

As soon as he raised his head, Chu Jin looked directly at the black lens of Shanghai Ou Camera, and his neck was leaned back a little bit away.

I found that there was a camera strap hanging around Nuo Tuanzi’s neck. Two little fleshy hands tried to hold the camera steady, closed one eye, and said with a smile: "Laugh, you look so beautiful when you smile, come on, eggplant... son......"

Chu Jin was stunned there, his eyebrows frowned and stared at Nuo Dumpling.

Anyone who is forced to "sneak camera" can't laugh, right?

Don't laugh, it's not bad if you don't turn your face...

"Crack".

After the crisp shutter sound, Song Qiaoxi glanced at the viewfinder and exclaimed "tsk", stuck out her tongue at Chu Jin who was there, turned her head and ran happily towards the place where sister Qiu Meng and brother Lidong were standing.

"Sister Qiu Meng, I took a picture of Chu Jin as you said! I took a picture, but I think it's pretty good. Can you wash it out for me?"

Nuo Tuanzi rushed up happily, and after standing still, carefully removed the camera from his neck and steadily handed it to Qiu Meng's hand.

"Okay, this is your first photographic work. My sister will definitely wash it out for you. It will be preserved at that time. If you become a master photographer in the future, you might be able to sell it for auction."

Putting the lens cap on the camera, Qiu Meng's eyes were full of warm smiles, and he spoke to Xiao Nuotuan casually.

Song Qiaoxi nodded hurriedly, she didn't know what the "auction" was anyway, since sister Qiu Meng said it, it must be a very good thing.

However, now Xiao Nuo Tuan has a little secret that he wants to share with Qiu Meng, and a little fleshy hand waved at her to signal her sister to come closer.

When Qiu Meng got closer, she stood on tiptoe and whispered in her sister's ear: "Sister, I think Chu Jin is pretty good-looking, can I ask him to be a model in the future?"

"puff......"

Seeing her sister's smile, Tuanzi's slender eyes became like crescents. The little guy who likes to see beauties is a little silly.

Although Sister Qiu Meng is not the kind of eye-catching young lady, she is really a beauty. When she is not smiling, she is cold and cold, and she is warm and indulgent when she smiles.

The elder sister gave Song Qiaoxi an affirmative look and touched her little head meaningfully, "You can now let Xiao Chu be a model for you, and tell him well, he will definitely agree. Okay, I'll teach you another day.

During the winter vacation, I will tell Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao. Brother Lidong and I will take you to Qianfo Mountain, Daming Lake, and Jiefang Pavilion to collect the scenery. If it snows, it will be even more lucky. The snow scenes in the mountains and lakes are beautiful.

By the way, it’s almost time for dinner, don’t you little peas not go home for dinner? "

"Wow! Really, thank you sister Qiu Meng, brother Lidong."

Nuo Tuanzi happily hugged Sister Qiu Meng's slender waist, jumped, and wanted to kiss her cheek.

It is estimated that Xiao Nuo Tuan is too fleshy, or Qiu Meng is too weak, holding her little sister's waist and stumbling, almost knocking her sister to the ground.

"My dear, you can relax a little..."

Song Qiaoxi heard Lidong's brother's voice, and she was lifted from under her armpit into the air.

"Wow......"

She almost startled her, and shouted in panic.

Sister Qiu Meng hurriedly grabbed Song Qiaoxi's small arm, her eyes rounded, her tone became serious, and she said to Cheng Lidong: "You put down Xixi, Cheng Lidong! I'm angry..."

"Xixi, your sister Qiu Meng can't bear such tossing, don't pull her so hard in the future," Xiao Nuo Tuan kicked her two calves and was put down in midair by Brother Lidong, he nodded her forehead, that handsome face At this time, she smiled a little badly, "Sister Qiu Meng is porcelain, so I have to handle it with care, understand?"

Before Xiao Nuo Tuan could speak, his arm was pulled, and he staggered to a place a few meters away from Cheng Lidong.

Only then can I see clearly that the person who took her away was Chu Jin.

The boy stood in front of her, looking like a hen guarding a chick.

Song Qiaoxi couldn't see Chu Jin's expression, only his voice could be heard, her voice was always low and dull, "Cheng Lidong, don't touch her in the future."

Cheng Lidong was a little bit baffled. Has this little Chu eaten firecrackers?

Why are you so angry? It's obviously a joke, Xixi has seen the big chick since he was a child, and he hasn't hurt her. He just hugged her to prevent her from hurting Qiu Meng.

Besides, he should be angry if he wants to be angry, Xi Xi almost dragged Qiu Meng down?

The little girl looked a little older, let alone, she was quite heavy in her arms!

Seeing Chu Jin's serious expression on his face, Cheng Lidong also wanted to compete with the little boy a little bit. As soon as he wanted to refute, Qiu Meng grabbed the sleeve of his school uniform and rolled his eyes.

"Cheng Lidong, it was originally your fault. Apologize to Xixi, it was not intentional!"

Come on, what Qiu Meng said is nothing.

Cheng Lidongli immediately softened his attitude, smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said to the little Nuo Tuan who was standing there: "Xixi, Brother Lidong is wrong. I won't lift you up in the future, not thinking about it. Did you like to play high up when you were young? Ha, ah, inside, my brother will not be like this in the future, my brother will apologize to you."

Turn your head and put your hands together, giving Qiu Meng a look.

Cheng Lidong was completely relieved until the big girl and the little girl waved their hands to show that they didn't care, and Chu Jin pursed his lips and nodded.

It's really a big ancestor, a little ancestor, neither of them can provoke them. Now there is another little knight of the flower protector?

The cubs now are really amazing. They know to protect the little girl at the age of seven, and the offspring is terrifying!

When I was seven years old, I only knew that Qiu Meng had a runny nose behind her ass...

Before leaving, Cheng Lidong pushed her bicycle to the carport, carrying her schoolbag for Qiu Meng and sending her home.

There are more and more uncles and aunts returning from get off work in the compound, and the older children who come back from school in the upper grades are also pouring into the compound continuously from the iron gate next to the reception room.

In the early autumn afternoon, the heat of midsummer was gone, and the cool breeze made the children comfortable.

One after another, mothers shouted to eat, and five little peas had enough to play.

Except for Ding Miao and Chu Jin, the originally clean school uniforms were kept tidy, and the three cubs' white shirts were somewhat stained with dirt or dirt.

After Wang Junyang dug the earthworms, he watched Cheng Lidong slung his schoolbag across the body and carried Qiu Meng's schoolbag from a distance, thinking for a while.

I raised my eyes and saw Song Qiaoxi walking over from the communication room with her pink hard-shell schoolbag, thinking on a whim.

He rubbed his two dirty claws on his school uniform pants, lifted his legs from the flower bed, and rushed to Xiao Nuo Tuan and said cheerfully, "Xixi, let me get your schoolbag!"

Song Qiaoxi was stunned when he saw him rushing over, what?

My schoolbag, why give it to you, could it be...

What kind of prank does Wang Junyang want to do?

She immediately refused, and she clutched the pink Minnie schoolbag in her arms and shook her head frantically.

"Oh, let me get it for you, inside, Brother Lidong helps sister Qiu Meng carry school bags?"

Wang Junyang hurriedly explained, reaching out and grabbing Song Qiaoxi's schoolbag strap.

"No, hey...Don't grab my schoolbag!"

Song Qiaoxi hugged her schoolbag and frowned at him.

When Wang Junyang saw Song Qiaoxi's face full of refusal, those small expressions, people who didn't know, thought it was the street speeding party in foreign movies robbing bags on the street.

Feeling boring after pulling twice, he let go.

The schoolbag "Ba Hao" fell to the ground.

"Wang Junyang!"

Nuo Tuanzi's already big eyes widened and rounded, and he thrust his waist and bulged and called his name.

The single-eyed boy smiled awkwardly, "Ahahaha, I, I am not, not on purpose..."

Oops, Xi Xi is, really angry?

Ahhhhhhhhhh, he looks so fierce, the former boss Xixi is back again! !

Seeing Song Qiaoxi's expression wrong, Wang Junyang took two steps back slowly, turned his head and ran towards the family building.

Behind him, there was the sound of Nuo Tuanzi's footsteps catching up with "Bada Bata", and the frustrated little milk voice, "Wang Junyang, see how I can deal with you!"

Ding Yi watched the excitement on the sidelines, not too much trouble, clutching a few wriggling earthworms in his hands and laughing.

While urging his younger brother to pack his schoolbags quickly, Ding Miao, who went home for dinner, pushed his glasses and watched Wang Junyang shuttle through the courtyard at the peak of school and get off work like a whirlwind, flexibly avoiding the bicycles of uncles and aunts and children who were curious.

Song Qiaoxi, who was chasing behind him, looked unwilling to admit defeat. Even if she ran slowly, she was determined not to give up, as if she didn't give up until she reached the goal, she must catch Wang Junyang.

It's really worthy of being the first place for mischief.

Although Ding Miao thought so, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, thinking that they were also quite funny.

Urging Ding Yi to pack up his things, Ding Miao wanted to help Song Qiaoxi get her schoolbag.

I walked over from the side of the flower bed and found that the pink schoolbag that Nuo Danzi had just dropped on the ground was gone.

I was wondering, and found a thin and tall boy not far away carrying a **** schoolbag, carrying Song Qiaoxi's pink Minnie hard-shell schoolbag in his hand.

It is Chu Jin's back.

He patted the ashes from Xiao Nuo Tuan's schoolbag with his hands, and cherished the schoolbag in his arms. He walked steadily towards the direction of the boiler room.