Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

"What did you just say?"

Song Qiaoxi turned her head, stared at Wang Junyang, who was stunned, and asked again.

Every word that the little girl uttered was as crisp as a pearl fell on a silver plate, but it sounded obviously with a little awkward emotion.

"Oh? Oh... I, what did I say?" Wang Junyang paused, sorted out his emotions, and listened to Song Qiaoxi about what he had just heard in the bathroom. ...That's it, I heard Ding Yi said that he would also take Chu Jin to climb Mount Tai, visit temple fairs, and go to big fairs or something."

After Wang Junyang finished speaking, he was also dumb.

Watching the shining light in Nuo Tuanzi's eyes, it dimmed a little bit.

Song Qiaoxi pursed her little mouth, feeling sour in her heart inexplicably.

Just like my beloved baby is about to be snatched away.

Why would Chu Jin follow Ding Yi back to Taicheng to celebrate the New Year?

Obviously, Mingming Chu is all the cubs of her Song family. When did it become the common property of the "Little Gang of Five"?

She was not happy. After Chu Jin returned to the compound in August last year, she never separated from herself for a day.

Chinese New Year is a day for family reunion, as long as you are a family, you must get together. Chu Jin is a family with himself, as well as his parents. Of course he wants to spend the New Year at the Song family?

Otherwise, let him go to spend the New Year with the Ding family?

Even Xiao Nuo Tuan's face started to get hot, frowning in anger, his head shaking like a rattle, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he got.

Chu Jin must spend the New Year with her, not only this year, but also with their family every year!

Humph, isn't it Taecheng?

My grandmother's home is in Taicheng. If Chu Jin wants to climb Mount Tai, visit temple fairs, and go to the big fair, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, their family will return to their mother's hometown, and just take him back together.

I remember my mother said, "Go back to your natal home on the second day of the Lunar New Year."

Watching Song Qiaoxi's face change, Wang Junyang began to secretly pray for Ding Yi.

From his point of view, Boss Xixi’s stubborn eyes seemed to say, Ding Yi, rob Chu Chu with me, I think your current thinking is very dangerous...

After swallowing, Wang Junyang quickly organized the language in his brain, wanting to comfort Song Qiaoxi.

But the boy’s mouth was dumb. He held it back for a long time and didn’t hold back anything. When he was nervous, he started to stammer, “Men, Xixi, I, I, I don’t..."

Without a word, Song Qiaoxi had already seized the door, and there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor.

"I don't remember, did Chu Jin agree to Ding Yi..."

The child Yangyang was late to explain, but Nuo Tuanzi didn't hear a word.

Song Qiaoxi didn't go home, she "jumped" all the way from the third floor to the first floor, walked out of the corridor, paced slowly under the dim street light, and walked to the door of the boiler room without knowing it.

Beautiful red window grilles are pasted on the windows of the boiler room, the curtains are drawn, the lights are on inside, and a pair of beaming spring festival couplets are pasted on the door, and the inverted word “Fu” is painted with a cartoon calf pattern.

Several mothers dressed up the boiler room with a new year, and it was very lively and festive.

But at the moment, Xiao Nuo Tuan's heart is refreshing.

Just now he was full of "vigorous", ready to grasp Chu Jin and ask him about his posture and courage. When he arrived at the door of the house, he disappeared, and it made her feel a little embarrassed inexplicably.

Hesitating, knocked on the door of the boiler room.

"Who?"

"it's me......"

The door opened soon, and Chu looked at her in surprise, grabbing Song Qiaoxi's arm, and pulling the little girl from the cold winter night into the warm spring room.

"It's time to go to bed, why are you running so late?"

Chu Jin stared at her, with a reproachful tone.

It was a bit cold outside when Song Qiaoxi went out without a hat, gloves, or scarf. She rubbed her frozen hands and suddenly said something from him. Suddenly she felt aggrieved.

"I have something to ask you."

Pouting his mouth, frowning, eyes sore, Nuo Tuanzi looked up at Chu Jin straightly.

Chu Jin’s small pointed face, as white as a paper man, was hidden in a warm gray turtleneck sweater. His forehead blocked his eyebrows. Only thick black eyelashes like crow feathers could be seen, and a small shadow fell in his eyes. .

He lowered his eyes, the corner of his mouth curled slightly and shook his head, pulling Nuo Tuanzi's arm to let her sit on the chair next to the desk.

He took the enamel cup on the desk and handed it to her, "Hold it, cover your hand."

The boy is considered tall among his peers, and he sits on the edge of the bed by himself.

Putting his hands on his knees, his legs were straight and slender, he asked softly, "What are you asking?"

Holding the warm cup of water in both hands, the little fleshy hands finally regained consciousness.

Concentrating, Song Qiaoxi didn't dare to look at his eyes, staring at the foot of the bed hesitantly said: "Well...I want to ask you, where are you going to celebrate the New Year? Have you been back to Taicheng with Ding Yi and Ding Miao? "

Chu Jin was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, as if a little annoyed.

Nuo Tuanzi was really panicked. It seemed Yang Yang was right. Chu Jin really wanted to abandon her and spend the New Year with the Ding family...

"Who told you?"

Chu Jin raised his head again and looked at her steadily. His beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked, the folds of his double eyelids were slightly red, and there were stars twinkling in his eyes.

"It's the king..." After a pause, Song Qiaoxi felt that she could not betray her friends, and immediately swallowed the word "king", trying to make herself more upright and confident. "Who do you care about telling me, it's me. I ask you, is it or is it? Do you really want to go to Thai City to play that way? Just..."

Although Nuo Tuanzi’s voice became smaller and smaller, in the end he clenched his small fists to cheer himself up, summoned the courage to finish what was in his heart, "Yes, my grandma’s house is also from Taicheng, you stay, and I, Is it okay to have mom and dad celebrating the New Year together? Every year, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, we have to go back to our grandma's house in Taicheng. Then we can also take you to climb Mount Tai, visit temple fairs, and go to the big fair..."

Song Qiaoxi felt a little thirsty when he finished speaking, like jumping beans in a bamboo tube.

Looking down, he naturally took a sip of warm water in his water cup.

She didn't see Chu Jin raising her hand to stop, but found that she had already drunk, so she dropped her hand and gently shook her head.

When she looked at Chu Jin again, his pointed chin slid out of the sweater's piled collar, his mouth pursed thoughtfully, his thin pale cherry lips moved, "Ding Yiye came to ask me, Do you want to go back to Thai City with him to celebrate the New Year, but... do you think I promised?"

"Ok?"

This time, it's the turn to eat the glutinous dumplings...

Half-opened his mouth, with big eyes looking towards the ceiling, he desperately recalled what Wang Junyang had said to her just now?

It seemed, as if Yang Yang wanted to talk to her before she left?

No, what information is missing?

If you make a mistake and misunderstand others, will it be a bit embarrassing...

Chu Jin saw her small round face lifted up, her cheeks turned pink, and her big eyes blinked ignorantly. She looked cute and helpless. He had basically guessed why Song Qiaoxi had come.

She could never hide things in her heart, and her emotions were written directly on her face, like a transparent crystal figure.

For some reason, Chu Jin sometimes wants to make Song Qiaoxi amused. He likes to watch her laugh, watch her act like a baby, and also want to see her a little angry and anxious.

So deliberately teased her and made Nuo Tuanzi anxious for a while.

It's just that, teasing the soft and waxy dumplings is enough for a little while, and Chu Zhen can't bear it after a long time.

Song Qiaoxi put down the enamel cup in her hand, and grabbed the edge of the orange corduroy coat with one hand. Just when she wanted to speak, she heard Chu Jin's voice.

"Ding Yi asked me, but I didn't agree." The boy's tone was still the same, but there was a slight smile in his eyes, "Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao told me in advance, I and you New Year together."

"Really!" Song Qiaoxi jumped up from her chair and rushed to Chu Jin with her hands folded and the corners of her mouth raised, "Great, my New Year's Eve dinner is very rich, I heard from my father, this year's Spring Festival Gala is very beautiful, we can be together Watching the Spring Festival Gala! Dad will take us to the suburbs to set off firecrackers. In the second year, let’s go back to Taicheng and go to my grandma’s house to go to the temple fair and go to the big fair. My grandma’s house has a big white goose and an old hen, who can lay eggs. The egg that comes out is warm and warm, and I feel very happy when I hold it in my hand..."

Nuo Tuanzi regained his vitality again, and Xiaozui kept talking about her long list of New Year's plans in one breath.

Speaking of the last, I felt thirsty again, and took a few more sips of the enamel water cup "Tons T T T T T", and wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand in Chu Jin's eager gaze, "Waiting for the Lantern Festival, Yang Yang, Yi Yi It's time for Yihe Miaomiao to be back. Then, let's go to Baotu Spring to watch the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival together!"

When talking about the Lantern Festival, Song Qiaoxi saw a trace of complex emotions from Chu Jin's smiling eyes, which seemed to be sad, and painful...

However, that trace of emotion flashed by, and was never captured again.

"Go home, uncle and aunt can't find you, they will be anxious."

Chu Jin said in a low voice, his voice has always been low, not the clear voice of a boy of this age.

He readily agreed, and the dumpling nodded, "Oh, good."

"Pay attention to your feet when you go back, and walk slowly."

He untied a scarf from the hanger, wrapped her eyes tightly, put on his own woolen gloves, and pushed Song Qiaoxi out the door.

At the moment the door closed, Xiao Nuo Tuan saw a trace of sadness in his eyes.

However, the door then closed.

Seeing from the glass window, the headlights in the room were also off.

Before she woke up from the excitement of celebrating the New Year with Chu Jin, Song Qiaoxi shook her head and didn't think much about it. It was estimated that Chu Jin must be tired and wanted to rest early.

The little girl has always had a big heart, and she couldn't think of the details so deeply, she didn't notice Chu Jin's sensitivity to the Lantern Festival.

Shaking his hands happily, paying attention to the path under his feet, walked slowly home.

-

In Qizhou City in 1997, there were several heavy snowfalls in the twelfth lunar month.

The little rabbit on Song Qiaoxi's bed hugged the carrot and the alarm clock rang, and then she jumped out of the bed.

Today is February 7, the first day of the Chinese New Year.

It is the Song family's habit that every year on the first day of the new year, the children wear a new outfit from head to toe.

In 1997, Qizhou popular Tang suits, my mother bought two red Tang suits for Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin.

When Nuo Tuanzi opened his eyes, the new outfit from head to toe was neatly laid out on the chair beside the bed.

Mother flicked a long braid and opened the door. She sat on the bed and smiled softly. She pinched her little nose, "Get up so early?"

I stretched my waist, widened my eyes full of energy, and hugged my mother's waist, "Mom! Today is going to visit New Year!"

For breakfast on New Year's Day, Song's mother prepared Yuanxiao and dumplings.

On the night of the New Year’s Eve, the family made a special package of vegetarian dumplings. People in Qizhou pay attention to eating vegetarian dumplings for the first meal of the new year, which means "quiet" throughout the year.

The dumplings of Susanxian make fried dumplings very fragrant, but Song Qiaoxi likes to have sweet breakfast, and her mother alone gave her a bowl of black sesame-filled Lantern Festival.

The two children were sitting face to face at the dining table.

In front of Chu Jin was a plate of pan-fried dumplings and a bowl of soy milk. The boy picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and chewed slowly.

Song Qiaoxi held the spoon in her hand and carefully blew the white and fat big round child in the spoon, refusing to utter her mouth.

When I ate the first one, I was anxious and burned the tip of my tongue.

Waiting for the Lantern Festival to be cool, Nuo Tuanzi tilted his head and said to Chu Jin on the opposite side: "At the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala last night, do you still remember those beautiful sisters with candied haws dancing on their heads? You said, The candied haws on their heads are real and fake. Will they be eaten after the performance is over?"

The boy looked up at her, pursed his lips and smiled, noncommittal.

"Oh, it would be nice if it was true, how happy it is..."

After speaking, he breathed twice at the Lantern Festival in the spoon, and tentatively took a small bite with his small deciduous teeth.

Oh, okay, it's not hot anymore!

After taking a big bite, the fragrant and sweet black sesame seeds flowed out. The white and tender glutinous rice skin exudes a delicate fragrance and the taste is delicate. The filling and the skin are especially soft and sweet.

On this day, the adults in the compound are very busy. The neighbors who stay for the New Year always have to visit each other and visit each other. Of course, the children are the happiest. You can get red envelopes, sweets, and snacks at any place.

The two children had just had breakfast when someone knocked on the door.

Mother Song is putting in the lacquer box of the coffee table, wow toffee, white rabbit, corn candy, dried apricots, plum, pistachio, longan, red dates, peanut crisp candy...

Clap your hands to open the door, "coming!"

"Brother and sister, Xiao Song, the New Year is great!"

"Little Joe, the New Year is great!"

"Auntie Joe, a good Chinese New Year."

"Oh, Brother Xia, sister-in-law, the New Year is great, come in quickly, Qiu Meng has really grown into a big girl, why is she so beautiful."

Mother opened the door, and Song Qiaoxi on the other side of the living room heard a familiar voice.

It's sister Qiu Meng, and her parents are here to pay a New Year's greetings!

"Sister Qiu Meng is here!"

Song Qiaoxi threw herself into Qiu Meng's arms with joy like a little butterfly, but this time, she did manage to be as gentle as she was dealing with porcelain.

He raised his face and smiled until his eyes narrowed, "Sister, New Year! Uncle and Auntie, New Year! Congratulations on getting rich, and the Year of the Ox will be lucky!"

"Wow, we Xixi's mouth is so sweet, and the auspicious words are so good, and the New Year is a good year. Uncle and aunt wish you progress in your studies in the new year, daughter-in-law, where's the red envelope?"

Uncle Xia took the red envelope from his aunt and stuffed it into Song Qiaoxi's hand.

"Xixi is so handsome today, Xiao Qiao's eyes are so good," the aunt squeezed her soft face, took out another red envelope from her purse, and waved to the other side of the living room, "Come on, Xiao Chu, do it, quickly Take it, you look at the two children, they look like golden girls and jade girls. I think they are better-looking than the two New Year painting dolls at the opening of the Spring Festival Gala last night."

Xiao Nuo Tuan has grown well, but today he is even more pleasing to be dressed up by Qiao Qin.

Two flower buds were combed on her head, and the red ribbon was tied into a bow, which made the little girl's porcelain-white complexion even whiter. Her big watery eyes were like two black grape beads, and she kept hanging on her face. Laughing.

Wearing a white high-necked base sweater, the outside is a small red Tang suit jacket with white fluff on the cuffs, a small rabbit-shaped purse, a small cotton skirt of the same color and the same style, and creamy white fluffy pantyhose Comes with a pair of small red leather boots.

Chu Jin walked over calmly, took the red envelope, and thanked him politely.

Today, he is also wearing a dark red Tang suit cotton-padded jacket, which was bought by Song's mother together. The two children standing together look like two beautiful New Year picture dolls.

"Xixi, sister, can you take a picture of you and Chu?"

Qiu Meng nodded Song Qiaoxi's nose, with a smile and gentle tone.

"OK!"

Nuo Tuanzi stuffed the red envelope into the little rabbit's purse, and stood in the living room while pulling Chu Jin with his hands behind his back.

Chu Jin was not in a hurry, and naturally stuffed the red envelope in his hand into the rabbit purse on the little girl's body, standing with both arms hanging on his side.

"Huh?" Song Qiaoxi looked up suspiciously, followed the way of Chu Jin and straightened her waist, sticking out her tongue playfully, jokingly, "Put the red envelope in my pocket, it's mine!"

"It's all yours."

The boy lowered his eyes and his voice was low.

Even if he deliberately lowered his voice, all the adults present heard it.

In an instant, first sister Qiu Meng laughed "pouch", and the uncles, aunts, and parents who were present all laughed out as if they had taken "haha pills".

"Song, brother and sister, Xixi from your family really knows how to educate, and at such a young age, he knows how to control the financial power."

"Lao Xia, the child is still young, talking nonsense."

"Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji..."

"Two little no guesses, how beautiful your childhood sweethearts are, Qiu Meng, you and Cheng Lidong were like this when you were young..."

"Oh, mom and dad..."

......

Several adults said while laughing, still not forgetting to amuse Xia Qiu Meng.

A group of people looked at the eyes of the two cubs, and almost came out of pink bubbles and little stars, as if they had seen a peerless and adorable big baby.

Song Qiaoxi was stunned, a bit confused by the second monk, her little head tilted and frowned.

She grabbed Chu Jin's slippery Tang suit sleeves, tugged twice, motioned to him to lower her head, and asked in a low voice, "My lord is so strange, what are they laughing at? Are they laughing at me, look, there is something on my face?"

"no......"

Chu Jin also frowned, glanced at her, pursed his lips and shook his head.

To be honest, he is as smart as him and didn't understand, what are these adults laughing...

Sister Qiu Meng stopped her smile first, took off the Seagull 205 camera from her neck, took off the lens cap, and picked a place with good light for Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin to stand over.

She closed one eye and said softly, "Come, Xixi, Chu Jin, look at the camera."

"1, 2, 3...eggplant!"

"Crack."

From the viewfinder, Xia Qiumeng saw the little boy with a stern face, a straight posture, and his hands close to the hem of his pants.

The little girl quickly adjusted her mood and smiled brightly at the camera. Her two big apricot eyes were bent into a mysterious moon, her chin was raised, and the little hand near the boy was compared to rabbit ears.

Nuo Tuanzi was very excited. She added another photo with Chu Jin. The last time she took it with the "Little Gang of Five", sister Qiu Meng gave one to each child after she was washed out.

Mom bought a photo frame with a giant panda, helped her put the photo in, and put it in the most conspicuous place on the desk.

Then this time the photo is only the two of them, Song Qiaoxi hasn't decided where to put it?

Or, put it on the head of the bed?

So before going to bed, you can see it at first sight when you wake up!

Before leaving, sister Qiu Meng said something to her parents.

After seemingly getting an affirmative answer, he beckoned to Song Qiaoxi and whispered in her ear, "Your father and mother agreed. When the spring starts, Lidong and I will take you to Daming Lake to learn to take pictures."

"Wow! Thank you sister, I must study hard!"

Nuo Tuanzi clapped her hands and cheered, her heart blossomed with joy, and a big mouthful of fragrant scent on her sister's cheek.

She will become a little photographer in the future!

The boy sitting in the corner of the sofa in the living room took this scene quietly into his eyes.

-

After dinner that day, for the New Year's Day, Mom and Dad would not let Chu go back as early as possible. They thought he was too tired to study and read books every day, and it was rare to leave him for more fun during the holiday.

In fact, he was afraid that the little boy would be alone, and Song Qiaoxi would be with him at home, so it was always more lively.

At this moment, another uncle and aunt came to visit again. It was an adult who Song Qiaoxi didn’t know. She couldn’t get in on the topic that several people talked about with her parents. She felt bored, so she just pulled Chu Jin back to her cabin and concealed it. Door.

Humming "In 1997, I quietly approached you...", kicked off the little rabbit cotton slippers, and climbed onto her little bed with both hands and feet.

This song was broadcast on the Spring Festival Gala last year. Mao Amin sang it with several celebrities, but she knew Mao Amin, a star. Her mother liked Mao Amin and her tapes were often played at home.

There was a little bunny slung around her body, and she didn't take it off for a meal.

Turning the little bunny upside down, a red envelope fell out of her pocket. She took a red envelope with both hands and threw it into the sky like a goddess, and the red envelope hit her body.

"Guckling" laughed out loud.

Wow haha, the feeling of being smashed by money is really great!

Chu Jinduan sat at the desk, flipping through Dumas's "Three Musketeers", Yu Guang glanced at Song Qiaoxi, the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Let's'divide the spoils'! No, divide the money..."

I don't know why, when Nuo Tuanzi became excited, his mouth became uncomfortable. He took the red envelopes scattered on the bed and hugged them in his arms, and put a wad of them on the desk.

All the red envelopes in front of her were collected by her and Chu Jin together, and given by the uncles and aunts who came to pay the New Year's greetings, one for each person.

Afterwards, their parents took them to someone else's house for New Year's greetings. There was also a red envelope. However, after Chu Jin got the red envelope, they didn't open it, and her brain was completely stuffed into her little rabbit's pocket.

Based on the principle of fairness and justice, Song Qiaoxi should distribute the red envelopes equally, half of each person.

She opened the red envelopes one by one, and some of them contained two ten-dollar grand unity, and occasionally the yellow-green fifty-dollar banknotes were inside.

"One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me..."

Nuo Tuanzi muttered, carefully dividing the money into two thin piles.

The flesh hand pushed in front of Chu Jin, "Hey, these are yours, don't say I don't talk about loyalty."

Then grabbed the remaining small pile, fell on the bed happily, and counted the small money with his little feet.

"Ten, twenty, forty, ninety... one hundred and fifty!"

At the end of the count, Song Qiaoxi took a breath.

Good deed, this is a huge sum of money?

For one hundred and fifty yuan, you can buy three hundred fried ham sausages and eat four KFC!

But right now, Song Qiaoxi, the greedy cat, has other plans.

She didn't plan to use the money to buy food. She wanted to wait for the Chinese New Year and beg her parents to take her to buy what she wanted most now.

What's worrying is that Nuo Tuanzi doesn't know how much it will cost.

After thinking about it, he got up from the bed and climbed to the desk, "Chu Jin, do you know how much Qiu Meng's camera costs?"

He lifted his head from the book, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Um... alright."

Song Qiaoxi lay back on the bed, holding a wad of banknotes in her hand, wondering if she could buy a camera with this little money?

Hearing the sound of the chair rubbing against the floor, turning his head to look, Chu Jin stood up and began to pack the books on the table.

After tidying up, he returned the chair and said softly: "I'm going back first, it's 9 o'clock."

Kneeling on the small bed, Nuo Tuanzi put the money on the pillow and smiled obediently, "Well, okay, tomorrow we are going to Taicheng, and my mother said I would knock on your door earlier."

"I'll come here early, so I don't need auntie to run again."

Chu Jin turned around and opened the door of the small room.

Song Qiaoxi glanced back at the desk and found that the remaining one hundred and fifty yuan was lying quietly on the desk.

Call him hurriedly: "Hey, your little money!"