Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Chu Jin knew Song Qiaoxi. Although he didn't play much with children in the compound before, he was good at observing and knew many things.

This little girl who lives in the same compound with herself has big beautiful eyes, white and tender skin, sweet and soft milky voice, as cute as a glutinous dumpling.

But he knew that Nuo Tuanzi was a proper bear kid under his very deceptive appearance.

Many children in the courtyard have been teased by Song Qiaoxi and cried. Not only does she like to bully people, but she also turns right and wrong. Even if an adult finds out, there is always a way to find someone to blame.

What the **** did she want to make with the behavior she just did?

Chu Jin pursed his mouth, grabbed the strap of the schoolbag with both hands, and took two steps back.

Watching Tuanzi's every move with vigilant eyes, as if trying to catch clues of scheming from her pink face.

However, nothing was found.

She didn't cry too much, her apricot eyes were wet, she just looked at him with a look of guilt.

Song Qiaoxi said softly, "I'm sorry, Brother Chu Jin, did you bump into your face just now?"

Carefully stretched out the fleshy little hand, trying to comfort him, but saw that he fluttered away like a hedgehog, and sighed inwardly.

He must have had a lot of hardships before he would be sensitive like a small animal. No one would go bad for no reason. Chu Jin called the police to save himself. He was not a bad boy.

Kneeling down, she awkwardly picked up the ham sausage that fell on the ground, and ran towards her parents with her short legs. Next to them was a panda trash can.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I accidentally dropped the ham on the floor, please punish me."

Holding the ham, she lowered her head and took the initiative to admit her mistake.

Years of life experience in an orphanage taught her a truth, "be lenient in confession, and strict in resistance."

Actively admitting is better than being caught, and the punishment will be lighter.

But, why haven't there been any movements for a long time?

Looking up, I found Mom and Dad in a daze, with a surprised expression on their faces as if their chins were about to hit the ground.

"It's not that I met a human trafficker, and I was frightened. When did Xixi take the initiative to admit her mistake?" Dad muttered, winking at his mother desperately, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Xixi, is it uncomfortable?" Mom knelt down and touched her forehead with a worried expression, "I don't have a fever, it's not nonsense."

Mother’s eyes lit up, she threw the ash-rolled ham sausage into the panda’s fat belly, picked up the meaty glutinous dumplings, and gave her a big kiss on her face: "We Xixi are sensible. , Growing up, it was the first time I knew that I took the initiative to admit my mistakes."

Seeing the joyful expressions of her parents, Song Qiaoxi felt that her brain capacity was insufficient.

No, why is it different from what you imagined?

What parents ask of themselves, uh, how do you put it.

It seems to be a bit low...

"Xixi, Mom and Dad would like to discuss something with you," Dad lowered his head and shook her hand. "Chu Jin’s parents are gone. He has nowhere to go right now. Mom and Dad have discussed it. Pick him up and go home together, and then we will find a way to help him contact relatives."

"My little brother saved you, so I have to do better to Chu when I go home today, okay?" As if not relieved, Dad added another sentence.

Song Qiaoxi nodded heavily, finally knowing that she could do something for Chu Jin.

At the same time, her heart is full of gratitude. Her parents are really nice, kind and gentle.

Good people like Mom and Dad must be rewarded, and they must be desperate to protect the good life of the family, and they must not turn into the ending like in the book.

"Well, I must be nice to him."

There was firmness in the soft little milk voice, and she clenched her small fist to indicate that she would definitely do it.

What's more, even though he is called Brother Chu Jin, she is a 10-year-old lady in old memory, and she should take good care of him.

Soon, parents showed the expression of seeing a big monster alive again, stared at her hesitantly for a few seconds, and then smiled at each other with relief.

Dad went to find Chu Jin to communicate, but she couldn't hear what they were saying even after some distance.

Song Qiaoxi was lying in her mother's arms like a koala, with her wristband around her neck. This gesture could clearly smell her mother's good smell.

I can't tell whether it is floral or other fragrance. In short, it is very reassuring and safe to smell.

The scent of peace of mind gave her a lot of encouragement. After practicing it several times in her heart, she finally had the courage to tentatively call "Mom".

The voice was very small, and there was an aura, like a small chick calling weakly.

"Well, what's the matter Xixi?"

Mother freed her hand and wiped the messy hairs from her temples behind her ears.

She finally called it out, and she felt that her face must be flushed.

Since seeing her parents, Song Qiaoxi has been afraid to call people.

I don't know why, as soon as the words came to her lips, she was shy, and Xu Shi hadn't called the words "dad" and "mother" uprightly in her life, which caused her to struggle for so long.

"Mom." She called again, a little louder than before.

"Oh, where, what's up?" Mom's eyes stayed at Dad and Chu Jin, probably thinking that she was acting like a baby, soothing her back.

Although she was extremely shy, Song Qiaoxi hesitated to say the first request in her life: "Mom, can you...more, buy another ham sausage? I won't eat it, I'll give it to Brother Chu Jin."

As if hearing something funny, my mother nodded on her forehead: "Sneer, silly girl, when did you become so shy and not like you anymore? Go, let's buy two, you and Chu Jin little brother One."

After speaking, he took her back to the fried skewers stall and bought two fried ham sausages again.

When the skewers were almost fried, Dad also took Chu Jin's hand and walked to the stall.

Song Qiaoxi saw that the corners of Chu Jin's eyes were red, and he quickly wiped it with his slender fingers, and finally there was a little blood on his pale face.

The setting sun seemed to be overturned by the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, and the golden core was transformed into a golden light spreading from the Nine Heavens to the world, making Song Qiaoxi feel that everyone around him was shining.

Knowing screaming vigorously, the frying pan of the fried skewers kept emitting a tempting aroma, and the big red "skewers" of the barbecue booth not far away lit up, and she took a deep breath. This is Qizhou Summer The smell of it?

When the ham was fried, Song Qiaoxi held the bamboo stick in her hand and ate her mouth greasy. She bit her hard-earned ham and licked her lips contentedly.

After eating half of it, he tilted his head and smiled sweetly at Chu Jin, who was so gentle and silent.

Chu's eyes fell on Song Qiaoxi.

She smiled so that her apricot eyes were curved like two crescents, and her eyes seemed to be shining brightly with galaxies.

The two flower buds on the little girl's head were a little scattered, and the curly hair was like a lion's mane, and the whole person became fluffy in the sunset.

Her cheeks are bulging, and there is a grain of sesame on her mouth, showing a cute expression, as if to say, I didn't lie to you, the fried ham sausage is really delicious.

No matter how you look at it, I think Song Qiaoxi is a foolish silly girl.

He knew that the eyes could not deceive people.

Can't help but wonder, more than a year ago, her eyes were full of arrogance and domineering, where have they gone now?

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On the way home, Dad drove, mother sat in the co-pilot, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin sat in the back seats.

This is not the Song family's car. She remembered that her father had just bought a red motorcycle that looked like a big knife, and the uncles in the compound were all exaggerated when they saw it. It was a Mustang brand produced by Qingqi Motorcycle Factory.

In my impression, my mother had been riding a rose-red bicycle. In the back of the car, my father installed a small bamboo chair with a backrest. In winter, he would tie up a cotton cushion for fear of freezing her ass.

She knows this white car. It belongs to the neighbor of Uncle Wang. It seems to be called Jetta?

Like his father, Uncle Wang works in a newspaper and is also an associate editor.

But Uncle Wang's target was a big one, and he was a young lady who was married to Qizhou from the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Sometimes a few uncles were drinking and chatting at home. Hearing from them, Wang's daughter-in-law was particularly able to make money. She went to the sea early to open the largest beauty salon in Qizhou and was the first person to buy a car in the compound.

"Your uncle Wang is righteous, just throw the car key to me and let me drive to pick you up. Is the car comfortable or Dad's motorcycle comfortable?"

Song's father interrupted Song Qiaoxi's memory, and saw that he put on the seat belt, and turned back and backed the car with one hand, looking like a silly.

She was handsome for only three seconds, and then she was splashed with cold water by her mother: "You drive slowly on the road, Xixi has motion sickness."

"Good, good."

Although her father had promised, when she arrived at the door of the house, Song Qiaoxi was like the eggplant that Shuang had beaten. She collapsed in the back seat with her forehead against the car door, sweating all over.

And because I just ate the greasy fried food, my stomach was as uncomfortable as being overwhelmed by the river.

Being hugged by her mother, she stood in front of the family building in the unfamiliar and familiar compound, and walked dazedly a few steps.

Several big locust trees and cinnamon bud trees were planted in front of the family building. The summer evening wind swept the strong locust tree and cinnamon bud tree's peculiar smell. The scent and odor mixed together to make the stomach more uncomfortable.

She found several people around her, including adults and children, all of whom appeared in her new memory, and she was able to call out their names.

It's just that she is so uncomfortable now that she can't bear it anymore.

Regardless of the shame, he squatted out on the ground with a "wow".

"Mom! Song, Yun Jia Xixi vomited!"

"Ms. Qiao, come on, your girl is throwing up, look at this little face."

Listening to the roaring noises in her ears, she raised her head with tears in her eyes, and saw her mother running over holding a bottle of water, and she did not forget to direct her father to get toilet paper at home.

Song Qiaoxi has a thin face, and the collective life of the orphanage gave her the concept of shame when she was very young, and her self-esteem was particularly strong.

She was vomiting like this. She was still wondering if the crowd had dispersed. She didn't want anyone to see her embarrassed look. Now she must be ugly.

The tinnitus is so severe that I can hardly hear any sound, and my eyes show gold stars.

Fortunately, when it came out, the uncomfortable feeling finally eased.

A cool hand gently patted her back, which is different from the rhythm of mother's big hand patting on the back. This hand patted more slowly and lightly, as if gently soothing a soft milk cat.

Taking the mineral water from her mother to rinse her mouth, she raised her head, which seemed to weigh a kilogram, to face a pair of peach eyes half-hidden by her long forehead.

It was Chu Jin. He withdrew his thin arms blankly, avoided her eyes and looked away, his thin lips moved and said something.

Is he... disgusting himself?