Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Grasping a small wad of tickets on the desk, Song Qiaoxi jumped off the crib, stepped on the slippers, got up and chased Chu.

"Don't forget to take your little money!"

She grabbed Chu Jin's sleeve and stuffed the money into the boy's hand.

Chu Jin stuffed her with the money backhand, looked down into her eyes, and said in a low voice, "You buy a camera with you."

"Ok?"

Nuo Tuanzi froze for a moment, staring at Chu Jin with wide eyes, his mouth slightly open.

How did he know that he wanted to buy a camera? !

Do you know how to read mind?

"I don't need it, you take it."

He couldn't see much emotion on his face, and his handsome face was calm, as if expounding an extremely ordinary trivial matter.

Song Qiaoxi looked at the "large sum" of 150 yuan in her hand and fell into deep thought...

What he said is like holding a piece of money in his hand?

Slowly let go of the little hand holding Chu Jin's cuff, hesitatingly said: "But, but I can't take other people's things..."

Without looking at Wang Junyang, Xiao Nuo Tuan held the money, twisted her two small hands together and looked at the two long ears of her pink bunny slippers.

The two were silent for a while, and she heard Chu Jin let out a soft sigh.

"Then you can eat Wang Junyang's snacks, you can grab a handful of sugar from Ding Yi and Ding Miao's family, and you can eat a large bowl of Uncle Ding's stewed braised pork..." Chu Jin said for the first time So fast, he paused, and then said, "They are not other people, I am someone else? They can take their things, but I can't take them..."

Raising her head in a panic, Song Qiaoxi found that Chu Jin frowned slightly. Although her face was calm, her breathing was obviously a little short.

Oh, why are there such people?

The food and money can be the same. If you don't take his money, you will be angry!

"If you don't want it, I will directly take it to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, and let them take care of it for you."

Chu Jin added another sentence, and his tone became cold and cold, as if he wanted to get the money back from her.

Hurry up to cover the money in his hand and move back, Nuo Tuanzi waved his hand hurriedly, "Hey...don't don't, I just keep it..."

With an idea, she suddenly thought of a good way.

"You wait for me, it will be done right away!"

Song Qiaoxi dragged her slippers, climbed onto the chair next to the desk, found the Honda font from the drawer, and tore off a page of paper.

Holding a pencil, writing something stroke by stroke.

After finishing writing, I took it to Chu Jin and said, "Here, this is a guarantee letter for you. I don't take your small money in vain. This is your investment."

From the words on the Tianzi grid, it can be seen that Song Qiaoxi has tried her best. Although it is better than a dog crawling, it may have been a husky's "dancing of demons" before. This time it is a husky who does not "dismantle the house" and writes honestly. The word coming out.

Ugly, it's still really ugly, but it's a bit more tidy.

It said, "I, Song Qiaoxi, received 150 yuan from Chu to invest in the camera to ensure that the money I earn in the future will be divided into half."

I saw Chu Jin staring at the piece of grid paper in a daze, seeming to be full of question marks?

She hurriedly explained, "Look, I won't let you suffer. If I become a very good photographer and can make a lot of small money, I will share half of you!"

"Shit, okay."

Chu Jin sneered, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were curved into a beautiful arc. With a smile, it seemed that the whole world was bright.

The boy took the paper, carefully folded it into a small square, and clamped it in the "Three Musketeers" in his hand.

Xiao Nuo Tuan loves to watch Chu Jin smile. Knowing that he is not angry, she starts acting like a baby, "Hey, I'm serious, don't believe it, don't laugh at me..."

The corners of his mouth were still upturned, he shook his head slightly, and whispered: "Okay, I believe you."

Who would have thought that Tong Yan Wuji's words were like a magical seed like Jack's pea, planted in the heart of a little glutinous dumpling.

After enchanting the dream, it will slowly take root, sprout, and grow into a towering tree.

On this night in the winter of 1997, the promise that one child made to another child was really fulfilled someday in the future?

-

The Spring Festival in 1997 passed so fast, the wall calendars were torn off one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the fifteenth of the first lunar month arrived.

This day is the last day of the traditional Chinese New Year. You have to eat Lantern Festival, make lanterns, guess lantern riddles...

There is a saying in the old Qizhou people, not to watch the lanterns in Baotu Spring is not considered New Year.

The compound that had been deserted for two weeks returned to the hustle and bustle of the past.

After nearly two weeks of separation, the "Little Gang of Five" reunited again. Wang Junyang returned from the Shanghai stock market on the 12th day of the first month, and Ding Yi and Ding Miao returned to Qizhou from their hometown in Taicheng on the 13th day of the first month.

The Song family only stayed in Taicheng for two nights. Because of father Song’s work, the editorial department also took turns off during the New Year, and hurried back with the family.

During the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, the happiest group of children is looking forward to seeing the lanterns and guessing lantern riddles at the Baotu Spring Lantern Festival.

If you guess the riddle of the Baotu Spring Lantern Festival, you will get a small gift.

The fourteenth day of the first lunar month is February 20, 1997.

Song Qiaoxi followed Wang Junyang, who was holding a lot of novelties, and Ding Yi, who was carrying a large pocket of souvenirs, and Ding Miao, who was holding a book in his arms, knocked on the door of Chujin's boiler room.

After the door was opened, the four cubs were familiar with the door and you pushed me into the house, just as natural as going back to your own home.

"Come on, see what good things I bring you!"

Wang Junyang put the stuff in his arms on Chu Jin's desk and greeted everyone to come over.

Ding Yi grabbed Chu Jin, who had closed the door, enthusiastically opened the plastic bag in his hand, "Chu Jin, this is what my mother asked me to bring. My grandparents dried sweet potatoes, as well as rice noodles and honey three. Knife or other snacks, I'll put them in the chest of drawers, you want to eat them."

"Dried sweet potatoes? Honey three knives!" Song Qiaoxi also moved her head, licking her lips, looking at Chu Jin with longing eyes, "Can I taste one?"

"Oh, this is for Chu Jin. Your mother will bring you to the house in a moment." Ding Yi pushed the glasses with his hands, grumbled dissatisfiedly, and added, "Chu Jin didn't go back with us to celebrate the New Year. It's a big loss. Grandparents took me and Ding Miao to the Daiyue Temple Fair. It was fun...or else, Chu Jin, next year, will you come back to celebrate the New Year with us?"

"No! I have already booked Chu for the next year, the year after, the year after, and the year after that, he will spend the New Year with our family!"

Nuo Tuanzi yelled anxiously, holding Chu Jin's arm and pulling him back, trying to keep him away from Ding Yi, for fear that Chu Jin would be snatched away by Ding Yi.

Ding Miao took out a glutinous rice noodle from Ding Yi’s open plastic bag and stuffed it into her mouth. He glanced at Song Qiaoxi helplessly, "Ding Yi is kidding, but also see if Chu Jin is willing to go, you, really Without teasing, you will be anxious when you tease."

"Hey! The imported chocolates, pine nuts, rice dumplings, torreya, seaweed crisps I brought back from the Shanghai stock market..." Wang Junyang found that no one was responding to him, he jumped up in a hurry, his face flushed red. Shouted, "What's delicious in dried sweet potatoes, Xixi, come and see what you like, and I will give it to you!"

"Slightly, Chu Jin doesn't want to go back to Thai City with you to celebrate the New Year." Nuo Tuanzi kept his tongue out at Ding Yi, turned around and let go of Chu Jin's arms, and ran to the desk in exclaim, "Wow! So many delicious foods. Yes! Come on everyone, Miaomiao, Chu Jin, Ding Yi..."

I haven't seen each other for more than ten days. The children want to kill each other, and the small boiler room is full of warm atmosphere.

When the excitement passed, the room returned to normal.

Song Qiaoxi’s cheeks bulging, with a zongzi candy in her mouth, lay on Chu Jin’s bed and read the comic book "Dragon Ball" that Ding Yixin had brought. "Anne on the Gable" is finished, and today Ding Miao is reading "Little Women".

In front of the door of the chest of drawers, the two boys heatedly discussed what game to play, and they didn't forget to pull Chu Jin together.

It is estimated that for a long time, these two little boys, who have no memory, have forgotten the feeling of being brutally "slaughtered" by Chu Jin.

"By the way, tomorrow Lantern Festival is going to Baotuquan to guess lantern riddles?" Wang Junyang held the Monopoly in his hand, waved to Chu Jin and Ding, his eyes lit up, as if he was thinking of something terrible, "Oh, I forgot? This year we have a secret weapon. Chu Jin is so clever, sure that all the riddles can be answered correctly, and we can get a lot of gifts by then!"

"Yes, Ding Miao doesn't want to run with us, she knows the answer and she doesn't tell us," Ding Yi echoed, and the little squinted eyes hidden behind the lens smiled into a line, "Chu Jin, you are so good at everything, for sure. You are also very good at riddles, right?"

Song Qiaoxi also sat up from the bed, tilting her head to look at Chu Jin across the two boys.

The tallest and thinnest boy was obviously in low spirits, shook his head in silence, and mixed emotions flashed in his eyes.

This time she saw it truly, and she seemed familiar, the emotions in his eyes were sadness, pain, and hatred...

Yes, that night, I thought Chu Jin was going back to Taicheng with Ding to celebrate the New Year, and came to look for him at night.

At that time, it seemed that there was also a mention of "Lantern Festival" or "Lantern Festival"?

Chu Jin's emotions began to become weird...

The thin, pale boy pursed his mouth, apparently not thinking about playing Monopoly with Wang Junyang and Ding Yi.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to adjust his emotions, and said in a steady voice: "Sorry, you two will play Monopoly. I won't go to the Lantern Fair."

After speaking, Chu Jin returned to the desk, gathered all the messy snacks spread out on the table to one corner, took out the Mathematical Mathematical exercises from the drawer and started to work on the questions.

For a while, only the sound of the pen brushing across the paper could be heard quietly in the cabin.

Wang Junyang frowned and wanted to open her mouth to say something, Song Qiaoxi quickly put her finger to her mouth and shook her head silently at him.

Wang Junyang and Ding Yi looked at each other and shrugged, obviously not knowing what happened to Chu Jin.

Had to sit at the end of the bed holding Monopoly's box, the two boys met head to head and spread out the map, rolled dice, silently "buying land", "selling land", "building a hotel", "paying road fare"... ..

Song Qiaoxi was muttering in her heart, and the cartoon in front of her had been on one page for a long time. What was the reason that Chu Jin was in such a bad mood when she mentioned the "Lantern Festival"?

Ugh......

This question, for her, is too high.

Thinking about it, before going to the Lantern Festival tomorrow, I'd better come knock on the door and call him once. If he still doesn't go by that time, then he won't force Chu Jin to play together.

After all, Mom and Dad often say that twisted melons are not sweet.

Nuo Tuanzi turned a page of the comic book and sighed slightly.

Maybe, Chu Jin doesn't like occasions with so many people, right?

It doesn't matter, she can bring him a small lantern back!

-

At 5:30 in the afternoon the next day, a small crowd gathered at the gates of the Song and Wang houses.

Today is February 21, 1997, the Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first lunar month.

The Song family, Ding family, and Wang family have discussed it. Taking advantage of the fact that the children are just entering the first grade and their studies are not so heavy, this year they will still follow the old rules to take the children to the lantern festival.

The family ate early for dinner, so they waited for the people to assemble and set off to Baotu Spring to enjoy the lanterns.

"Where is Xixi?"

Father Song counted the number of people and found that his daughters were missing.

"Uncle, Xi Xi has gone to call Chu Jin." Wang Junyang replied.

Song Jianguo thought, that's not right, Xiao Chujin said in advance that he didn't want to go, why did he call it?

When I was about to ask, I heard Ding Yi add another sentence, "Uncle, Xixi said to call for the last time. If Chu Jin doesn't go, then forget it."

After speaking, the little boy wearing glasses made a gesture of spreading his hands and shrugging his shoulders. The funny appearance of the little adult made several adults laugh.

Song Qiaoxi was wrapped tightly all over, running from a distance like a small red ball.

"Slow down, girl, don't worry."

Father Song called her, made a gesture to tell her not to worry, and squatted down to welcome her.

"Come here, dad, I'm here!" Nuo Tuanzi ran over panting, plunged into his father's arms, and was carried on his shoulders by his father. "Chu Jin still doesn't want to go, then let's go?"

"Okay, let's go!"

Father Song borrowed a red Santana, and Uncle Wang drove the white Jetta. It happened to drive three families of ten people mightily and set out from the compound to Baotu Spring Park.

Qizhou City is known for its many springs. In ancient times, there were 72 famous springs. Baotu Spring ranked first among the 72 springs in Qizhou City, and was known as the "first spring in the world".

The Baotu Spring Park on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is particularly lively. The buildings, rockery, water and trees in the park are full of various lanterns.

There is a long street in the park, full of lanterns, and under each lantern is a small note with a riddle.

If you guess right, you can take the note off and go to the staff booth to collect the prize.

Before Song Qiaoxi and his party entered the door, they saw various kinds of lanterns, such as dragon lanterns, lion lanterns, pagoda lanterns, crab lanterns, lotus lanterns, etc., hung on the trees around Guang Park.

Illuminate the dark night like daylight.

There was a lot of people outside and inside the park, and many parents brought their children to watch the lanterns and guess riddles.

As soon as I entered the park gate, I saw a large booth, displaying various portable electric lanterns.

When these children come to visit the Lantern Festival, there will be a "reserved program" every year, in which parents will buy a small lantern by themselves.

Lanterns in the 1990s did not have as many options as after the millennium. After the millennium, there were Ultraman lanterns, kaleidoscopic lanterns, bear and big bear lanterns, panda lanterns, airplane lanterns, etc., which are all loved by cubs. Cartoon characters, or fashionable lanterns close to life.

In 1997, the small electric lanterns sold at the Lantern Festival were old in style, and there were only those kinds of them year after year, and there was no innovation.

Song Qiaoxi is different. This is the first time she has come to the Lantern Festival. She has never had a chance in the orphanage. She came to such a beautiful and fun place on the day of the Lantern Festival.

She doesn't choose the lantern style, she likes all of them, and she wants to touch them all.

"Xixi, which one do you like this year?"

Dad put her down carefully from his shoulders, and mother helped her stand firmly and stood in front of the booth.

She glanced at a bright spot on the stall, and saw a little bunny lantern at a glance.

The snow-white bunny lay there, with long ears hanging smoothly behind his ears. The bunny's eyes are like rubies, and the tip of the nose is red, and the handle of the bunny lamp is also big red.

"I want a little bunny!"

With a finger, the stall owner handed the little rabbit lantern on the stall to Nuo Tuanzi.

Holding the warm little rabbit lamp in her hand, with mom and dad and friends, Song Qiaoxi felt extremely happy when she looked at the brightly lit ocean around her.

The only regret is that Chu Jin is not by his side.

"Come on, Wang Junyang, you also pick one, you see how cute Xixi holds the little rabbit lantern."

Uncle Wang's joking voice floated from above his head.

Song Qiaoxi saw Wang Junyang wave his hand awkwardly, and took Ding Yi's shoulder back and back, "Oh, dad, I don't need lanterns anymore. I've grown up and don't like this anymore. This is something only kids play with. "

"Dad, I don't want lanterns either..." Ding Yi also raised his head, looked at his father, and waved his hand in rejection.

"Come on, one for each person, you little ones, and you said that you have grown up, no, you must carry a lantern in your hand during the festival."

Father Song came with three lanterns in his hand, stuffed the pagoda lamp in Wang Junyang's hand, handed Ding Yi a billowing traditional lantern, and handed the lotus lamp to Ding Miao.

It's fine now. The four children have one hand. No one wants to be special.

"Hey, look at my brain, and remind me after shopping for a while, we will also buy a lantern for Chu Jin and take it home."

Father Song patted his forehead and talked to a few small beans.

"Uncle, Chu Jin wouldn't like this broken thing, it's really funny."

Wang Junyang murmured, turning around and pulling Ding Yi to look at the large group of zodiac lights next to him.

Father Wang raised his foot and chased him, shouting as he chased, "Wang Junyang, you are a bear child, with so many people, you can run slowly!"

"Ding Yi!" Father Ding also caught up.

Mother Wang wore a magnificent mink, shook her head gracefully, and said with emotion to Mother Song and Mother Ding, "I really envy your family as a daughter. At that time, you can leave it to our family to be your daughter-in-law. I really have to find someone to rule Wang Junyang. , Then I will burn a high incense..."

After that, amidst the laughter of the two mothers, Mother Wang followed slowly.

How about your daughter?

Mother Song and Mother Wang looked at each other and smiled.

Song Qiaoxi took Ding Miao's hand, and the two little girlfriends walked slowly in the park with a small lantern. Everything was fresh and interesting.

They followed Father Song, Mother Song and Mother Ding, and Nuo Tuanzi walked a few steps, and they would look back to see if the adults had followed.

I still remember the scene where I was almost abducted and sold to the mountain area to be a real child bride's daughter-in-law last time at the train station, so I paid special attention to it.

"Miaomiao, have you climbed Mount Tai during the New Year?"

Stopped in front of a rockery, there were a lot of peach lanterns on the rockery, and the monkey lanterns, Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao talked differently.

The two little girlfriends have a good understanding, even if they don't talk, they are comfortable shopping hand in hand.

Ding Miao said lightly, "Not this year. There are too many people in Mount Tai, but our grandparents took us to the Dai Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, and went to the temple fair. Actually...it's not interesting."

"I went back to Taicheng's grandma's house and didn't go to Mount Taishan. We went to the big fair. My grandma bought a lot of small things for me and Chu Jin." Thinking of a funny thing, Nuo Tuanzi chuckles. Came out and whispered in Ding Miao's ear, "My grandma bought a lot of flowers and brought them on my head. She thought that Chu Jin must be such a beautiful little girl, so she almost planted flowers on the end of Chu! You said. , Is it funny?"

Ding Miao smiled cooperatively, still speaking lightly, "Hey, what do you say, you can talk to Chu Jin."

This sentence stopped Song Qiaoxi's question.

Yes, why, no matter what topic was discussed, it ended up around Chu Jin?

"Xixi, Miaomiao, there is a dragon and lion dance in front of me, do you want to see it?"

Father Song called them both, Song Qiaoxi agreed, and took Ding Miao's hand and walked towards the back table.

The dragon and lion dances are loud and quiet, beating the gongs and drums, ding dong bang bang bang, a few big red, yellow and yellow lions are flying up and down, as if they are really about to fly.

It's just that Song Qiaoxi didn't look at it slightly.

Chu Jin was still thinking about it.

Is he lonely at home alone?

I ate early for dinner today, and I finished it before 4 o'clock. Now it's more than 8 o'clock in the evening. Will he be hungry?

Other people's homes in the compound are all lively and lively Chinese New Year. If he accidentally sees it, will he feel that his friends have abandoned him?

She and Ding Miao squeezed in the front row of the crowd, behind her mother and Ding's mother.

Both mothers put their hands on their shoulders, and the mothers muttered something. The sound of gongs and drums was so loud that Song Qiaoxi couldn't hear them.

The dragon and lion dances are over, and the next show is juggling. Song Qiaoxi plays with the switch of the little rabbit lantern when the "lions" exit the stage.

Once opened, once closed, the little white rabbit lit up and then darkened.

I heard my mother's voice suddenly, "If Jianguo hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that the child is also pitiful, and I shouldn't force him if I don't want to come out to play."

"Yeah, if it weren't for your object to tell us, I can't remember it. If you think about it, it really was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month two years ago. This...what can I do from now on? Has it been only the fifteenth of the first lunar month?"

Mother Ding agreed.

Nuo Tuanzi frowned, did not dare to move, and quietly glanced at Ding Miao.

Ding Miao pushed the glasses with her hand, glanced at her, pursed her mouth, did not make a sound, stretched out one hand and gently pulled her cuff.

Song Qiaoxi quietly watched the jugglers on the stage, moving big tanks, big rocks, long benches and other props back and forth, raising her ears and keenly catching the words of the two mothers.

Mother and Mother Ding were still biting their ears. When the crowd was quieter, she heard her mother sigh, "Oh...it’s hard for Xiao Chu to be exhausted, take it slowly, I can’t rush, I really brought it out today. Seeing other people have their parents following, I'm afraid it will make him more sad."

"Lao Chu and Xiao Sun are so good couples. The man who drunk driving really suffered a thousand dollars back then. He ruined a good home on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month..."

For a moment, Song Qiaoxi seemed to hear nothing in her ears, as if she had fallen into a vacuum world, her nose was sour and her eyes were swollen and hot.

With the little rabbit’s lantern in his hand, he pressed the switch with a "click".

The little white rabbit darkened.

It was like her little heart, gently pinched by an invisible hand.

I was so sore that I couldn't help myself, and I was so distressed that I couldn't wait to fly back to the compound immediately, and didn't want to stay at the Baotu Spring Lantern Festival for a second.

It turns out that today is the day for Chu Jin's parents to go to heaven.

Nuo Tuanzi now only has one thought.

Want to hug him.