Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

What Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin didn't expect was that before December was over, the Ding family came to the house and chatted twice, and they asked the Wang family daughter-in-law who was in business to listen to her suggestions.

Wang Junyang's mother is very supportive of the Ding family to open a shop. This year, people in Qizhou have gradually become rich. Although they are not comparable to the Shanghai stock market, their consumption levels are also increasing year by year.

"Food, clothing, shelter, transportation" and "food" came in second. Although the restaurant was hard, it was very profitable when opened, and it supported their couple to start a business.

In the end, the Ding couple made up their minds to open a small restaurant near the compound, selling barbecue and dumplings, taking the money to buy out their working years, and starting to look at the store.

As a parent, you only allow yourself to collapse when you collapse. No matter how difficult it is, you have to fight hard and persevere.

The Ding family also has two children, one child and one daughter. The pressure and burden are heavier than the one-child family.

There is an old saying, "If you lose your horse, you know you are not good." The Ding couple's "lay-off" seems to be a bad thing. Could it also be a turning point?

In mid-January 1999, the first semester of the third grade of the Normal Primary School was about to end.

The final exam has been completed, and the speed of writing papers in the third grade is one day slower than in the first and second grades.

Song Qiaoxi doesn't worry about her grades, remembering what she learned in four years of primary and secondary school can last another year, and the final exam is still a simple model for her.

Because of Chu Jin's outstanding performance, the director of the mid-term parent-teacher meeting and his parents mentioned skipping grades.

However, Chu Jin himself did not agree. Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin also felt that it was more important for Chu Jin to grow up like a normal child than a duck-filling education.

It's just that Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, these two difficult brothers have reached the third grade, and their grades are still the same, and they have been hanging in the back of the class.

Fortunately, Wang Junyang's mentality has always been good. At this time, it's useless to worry about it. It's better to relax and enjoy the "last carnival" in the past few days before the results. Anyway, the results are already a certainty.

Ding Yi hasn't been in a good mood recently, and so is Ding Miao. Song Qiaoxi noticed that both of them have become less talkative.

Song Qiaoxiquan didn't know about the "lay-off" of Dad Ding and Mother Ding, and didn't tell the others in the "Little Gang of Five", even Chu Jin did not say.

But how smart are eight- or nine-year-old children? Ding Yi and Ding Miao are both thoughtful children. How could they not guess that something happened at home?

No matter how stupid Wang Junyang was, he guessed something from the conversation between his parents, not to mention Chu Jin. In fact, he heard what the uncle and aunt of the printing factory said at the door of the boiler room that day.

It's just that the children are in a tacit understanding, no one takes the initiative to bring up this matter, and everyone gets along as usual.

Every kind-hearted child is using his own way to carefully maintain the self-esteem of the Ding family.

This day, when I came home from school, five children lined up and got off the bus.

Song Qiaoxi took out the toffee lollipops her father had brought back from a business trip from the side pocket of her schoolbag and shared them with everyone. The five children were stuffed with candy in their mouths, and no one spoke.

When I walked into the communication room of the compound, I saw the master janitor brushing paste on the bulletin board at the door, and a few notices were placed on the bench next to him, pressed with a stone.

"Grandpa Zhang, what's the notice again?"

With sugar in her mouth, Song Qiaoxi poked her head curiously.

Uncle Zhang holding a small bowl in one hand, and a brush in one hand, smiled at Song Qiaoxi, "The dolls are out of school? The new chief of our newspaper has been appointed. You will know when you go home and ask your parents. It's cold. Go back to the house. Boo, don't stand on the vent to catch a cold."

"Well, I see, thank you Grandpa Zhang."

Nodding, Nuo Tuanzi ran two steps to catch up with his friends.

There was not much homework today, and the friends were in good agreement, and the group first went to the boiler room in Chujin to "feel the fish".

The boiler room is much quieter than usual.

Ding Yi stopped quarreling with Wang Junyang, holding a notebook in his hand to write, write and draw, and no one would show it.

Ding Miao put down her schoolbag, and she didn't read "Free Books" today. She borrowed an Olympiad from Chu Jin and sat next to him and started to study.

"Xixi, do you want to play Monopoly?"

Wang Junyang asked her in an agitated voice, as if he was afraid of breaking the "quiet" atmosphere in the room...

"I don't want to play, I want to read a book."

Sitting on Chu Jin's bed and waving "Jane Eyre", Song Qiaoxi shook her head.

This book had always been on the shelf of Mom and Dad. When she was eight years old, she was curious and wanted to read it. Mom suggested that she read it again when she was one year old.

No, although the Lunar New Year has not passed yet, as soon as the Gregorian New Year is over, she yells that she is a nine-year-old cub.

If Nuo Tuanzi plays coquettishly, no one can resist it.

After grinding with my mother several times, "Little Mo Jing Ren" finally got this book.

I also curiously asked my mother what story this book tells and why she didn't let her read it when she was young.

My mother blinked mysteriously, ""Jane Eyre" tells a very beautiful story, but if Xixi is too young, she may not be able to fully understand the emotions in it. You will know after reading it? Mom suggested that you can read more. Secondly, people of different ages will have different perceptions. After reading it, you can communicate with your mother. Mom also likes this book."

From the beginning, Qiao Qin did not advocate that her daughters should be exposed to romance novels at such a young age.

It’s just that after thinking about it carefully, although the book "Jane Eyre" is a love story, the independent spirit of the heroine is still worth learning for children.

And she saw that in the compound, many senior girls began to read Taiwanese pocket romance novels. Qiao Qin felt that a healthy and correct outlook on love can be brought into contact with cubs from an early age and should not be blocked like a "flood beast". .

It’s a lovely thing to be a good guide from a parent to make your cubs yearning for beautiful feelings.

Now the children are not the same as they were born in the 1960s and 1970s. They have so many brains that they understand everything, and they cannot be treated as ignorant little cubs.

Song Qiaoxi was holding "Jane Eyre" and just read two chapters.

Jane at the beginning of the article is a ten-year-old girl, so there is no big obstacle to reading. Xiao Nuo Tuan quietly turns the book page by page, and she reads slowly.

No one played games with Wang Junyang, and he took the copy of "Detective Conan" from the chest of drawers without any fun, and sat on the bench at the door to flip through boredly.

The room is very quiet, with only the occasional sound of flipping books and the sound of paper and pen contact.

"Vice President Jiang, hey, look at my mouth, it's President Jiang now!"

It seems to be the voice of Uncle Li in the editorial department. He is a colleague of Father Song and Father Wang.

The soundproofing of the boiler room is not very good. If someone speaks in the open space outside the door, it is easy to hear. The children have little ears and they can hear it clearly.

"Congratulations, President Jiang, you are promoted!"

Uncle Li's warm voice.

"Little Li, don't don't don't, you won't be the president after get off work..."

It was Jiang Qisheng's father. The two of them chatted politely and then broke up.

Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, and she looked up from the book.

The other friends also stopped their work and looked at each other with complicated eyes.

"Jiang Qisheng's father, is he the president now?"

Song Qiaoxi bulged her cheeks and bit a finger in an incredible way.

"Hi, his dad has become the top leader, so he has to jump again..." Wang Junyang glanced at the door and stuck his tongue out, "Then let's not be afraid of him. See Jiang Qisheng in the past two years. We will all take a detour."

"It's Jiang Qisheng that his father took the lead in restructuring the printing plant and outsourced the entire venue," Ding Yi's voice was dull. He pushed his glasses and sighed, "Otherwise, my father and those uncles and aunts would not be'laid off'."

"Ding Yi......"

Ding Miao glanced at him, with a reproachful tone.

Ding flushed flushed, and suffocated his mouth aggrievedly, but this time he didn’t listen to his sister’s words to shut up, “What? Yes, it’s not like my mother and the other textile factories that closed down because of poor efficiency! I heard what the uncles and aunts said in our living room that day. Why didn’t Jiang Qisheng’s father dare to be the president?

"Do you think this is useful? Say these will prevent Dad’s printing factory from restructuring? It will prevent Mom’s textile factory from going bankrupt?" Ding Miao put the pen in her hand and retorted Ding Yi unceremoniously. It’s not something we can mix. Instead of thinking about it every day, it’s better to put your grades up. Don’t worry about your parents every day. We take care of ourselves and they will save much worry.”

"Mom and dad are partial to you, grandpa, grandma, grandma... Aunt, uncle, and they all only like you. You all think that I am not doing good business in drawing comics, and our family favors girls over boys!"

Ding Yi, who had always been mild, became particularly excited, fell off the notebook and pen in his hand, grabbed his coat and rushed out the door.

"Ding Yi!"

Song Qiaoxi got up from the bed with a grunt, put on her shoes in a panic and wanted to chase him.

Wang Junyang threw down the comic book and went out, then turned around and shouted, "You guys don't go, I'll look for him..."

Picking up the book that Ding Yi had dropped from the ground, carefully blowing the ashes on the paper, Song Qiaoxi took a closer look and found that the entire book was Ding Yi painted cartoon characters.

There are independent characters, small comics, simple storytelling, and even the comic image of the "Little Gang of Five" is seen in it.

Everyone's personality characteristics are vividly revealed by Ding Yi through his brush.

That little curly three-headed figure is himself at first glance, with a bunch of candied haws in his left hand, and a small cake in his right hand, with food residue on his mouth?

Looks like eating intoxicated!

Chu Jin was also very easy to recognize. Ding Yi drew him a brave Taekwondo suit, and did a cheating that made Jiang Qi frighten. The movements were smooth and handsome, and they looked particularly shabby.

Puff, this little boy who is playing games with his neck is definitely Wang Junyang, because Wang Junyang has a single eyelid, Ding Yi directly turned his eyes into a seam?

The blame has to be seen by others, and if Yangyang is to see it, it is estimated that he will be chased and killed for several streets.

Huh?

This beautiful girl with glasses must be Miaomiao, she looks so beautiful sitting quietly by the window and reading a book.

Don't brag, Ding Yi painted really well!

She found an eraser, carefully wiped clean the few places that had been accidentally smeared on the ground just now, closed the book and stuffed it into Dingyi's schoolbag.

After moving the stool that Wang Junyang threw at the door, Xiao Nuo Tuan placed the stool beside Ding Miao, climbed up and put his head to the cheek of his little girlfriend, "Miaomiao, don't be angry. Ding Yi must not be deliberate. It is not beautiful to be angry. ."

Ding Miao shook his head and pushed his glasses with thin white fingers, "Xixi, I am not angry with Ding Yi, nor do I object to him drawing cartoons. I think Ding Yi is talented in drawing cartoons, but... ."

Sighed and paused, Ding Miao continued: "It's just that Mom and Dad worry about whether he will have basic survival ability in the future. He likes cartoons and can be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts in the future, but the Academy of Fine Arts does not want to take the zero-dan student? "

"That's true......"

Song Qiaoxi nodded in agreement. Miaomiao is really mature, and she can always think of problems farther than her.

Compared with Miaomiao, adding the extra years in his memory, he is not as good as Ding Miao like a young lady. How can people analyze problems so calmly and rationally?

"Actually, you don’t need to worry about him. Ding understands everything. I will figure it out for a while." Ding Miao looked up at Nuo Tuanzi, lowered her head and said softly, "I don’t have Ding Yi’s talent for painting, so I only I can study hard. Mom and Dad are laid off. Studying is my only way out..."

"Miaomiao..." Song Qiaoxi took Ding Miao's thin arm and rubbed her face up, "Don't worry, the restaurant of your uncle and aunt will be very successful, and you will make a lot of money. Your parents cook. So delicious, their restaurant will become our most popular restaurant in Qizhou! No, it will be popular all over the country! At that time, you and Ding Yi will be the rich second generation, and I can also go to your restaurant to eat. Hey-hey......"

Ding Miao let out a laugh.

Song Qiaoxi's encouragement and comfort will never be late, and will always appear on time when she is in the lowest mood.

She is so nice, always like a warm little sun.

There was a knock on the iron door of the boiler room.

Outside the door was Wang Junyang's loud voice, "Open the door, we are back!"

Chu Jin got up, walked around the two of them to open the door, Ding Yi and Wang Junyang walked in together, Ding Yi bowed his head, and made a fist against Chu Jin.

It looks like it's all right.

The two little girls looked at each other and smiled.

Song Qiaoxi stuck out her tongue and said with emotion, is her sister Miao a fortune teller?

Ding Yi really came back honestly!

-

The first semester of the third grade was January 18th, and there are still two weeks before the end of this semester.

However, given that the final exam has been completed, the cubs are obviously relaxed.

Song Qiaoxi and the others always arrive in the classroom very early, and when they enter the door with a milk bag in their mouths, the oncoming person is Xiaopangdun Jiang Qisheng.

But this time, his attitude was better than every time he saw the "Little Gang of Five" before. The eyes of the little mung bean were as big as soybeans, and he greeted him warmly, "Oh, good morning everyone! Come on! Come on! Eat the little raccoon crispy noodles, it's a snack!"

Nuo Dangzi muttered, is this a weasel giving a New Year greeting to the chicken?

Jiang Qisheng suddenly "transformed". He was so good to her, it was indeed a bit difficult to accept...

"In order to celebrate my father becoming the president of the newspaper, I used my pocket money to wholesale a box of crisp noodles and distribute them to everyone!" Jiang Qisheng seemed to be used to the silence of the "Little Gang of Five", and Xiao Pangdun still smiled. "Come to eat, I have one request, can I leave all the Water Margin cards in it? If not, don’t force me, but if it’s a rare card, please leave it to me... "

"puff!"

A mouthful of milk in her mouth almost squirted out, let alone, Jiang Qisheng is really a bit silly and cute like this?

Even Wang Junyang and Ding Yi couldn't help laughing out, "Jiang Qisheng, you are all stunned for'Water Margin Card', right?"

Jiang Qisheng smiled embarrassedly.

Xiaopangdun's careful thinking Song Qiaoxi still can't guess it?

The "Water Margin Hero Card" has been popular in the school recently. Jiang Qisheng and his little followers are crazy obsessed. This is what he used to save himself the "Water Margin Hero Card" in the name of Jiang's father Gaosheng.

During this period of time, various spontaneous "card transaction behaviors" were formed among the cubs, and even the chaos of "buying cards and selling cards" appeared.

Ding Miao had already analyzed with them the "scam" of the "Water Margin Hero Card".

Except that Chu Jin was not interested in the stuff at all, although the remaining three cubs were a little moved at first, they didn't want to become the "fool" in Miao sister's mind, so they didn't join the big troop of Chika.

Knowing that Jiang Qisheng was not bad-hearted this time, Song Qiaoxi was not interested in "carrying the bar" with him as long as he didn't do anything bad.

Trying to squeeze an awkward and polite smile on his face, the sticky dumplings held the milk bag in their mouths and said, "Thank you Jiang Qisheng, I have eaten breakfast, so I won't eat crispy noodles."

"Thanks, I won't eat it either." Wang Junyang waved his hand, took out a few packages of beautifully packaged imported biscuits from his schoolbag, and sent them to the "Little Gang of Five". "

Ding Yi deliberately waved the chocolate biscuits with foreign characters at Jiang Qisheng, and returned to his seat with his schoolbag on his back.

Ding Miao doesn't like sweets, Song Qiaoxi barely gave her some more, but she was still afraid that Xiao Nuo Tuan would be unhappy.

Even Zhao Xin, her tablemate, is not interested in the Jinsha chocolates that she regularly "offers" every day, let alone Wang Junyang's chocolate biscuits?

He simply refused, carrying the kettle around Wang Junyang and returning to his seat.

Chu Jin took the biscuits, changed hands and stuffed them into the side pocket of Nuo Tuanzi's schoolbag, a series of movements as natural as clouds and flowing water.

The final exam results in the last semester of the third grade are still no surprises.

The first in the class was Chu Jin, and Ding Miao was second. Song Qiaoxi stepped back one place this time and passed fourth.

The third place surprised many in the class this time, it turned out to be Zhao Xin?

After class, Zhao Xin first came to Song Qiaoxi who was sitting in the last row of the classroom with a box of Jinsha chocolates.

However, since the first day of the first grade, Xiao Nuo Tuan almost got caught by the teacher because of eating this stuff, which has caused a serious "psychological shadow" on Jinsha Chocolate.

"Big brother, please forgive me..." With rejection all over her body, Song Qiaoxi hid behind Chu Jin, "Don't give me Jinsha chocolate anymore, I'm really scared... "

Zhao Xin's voice is as small as a mosquito, holding a box of chocolates at a loss, "Xixi, that, Miaomiao doesn't eat it, I remember you like it, you can just keep it. I, I'm sorry, this I was better than you this time..."

With this operation, the glutinous dumplings can be completely overwhelmed.

Blinking and holding Chu Jin's arm, didn't understand what happened to Zhao Xin?

"No, you did well in the exam. This is the result of your own hard work. Excuse me, what did I do? If you work harder, try to surpass Miao Miao and Chu Jin."

She scratched her head, a little embarrassed.

Zhao Xin is a nice person, but every time he thinks very strangely.

The meaning of her words is very obvious, it is normal for Xiao Caiji to exceed her level!

This semester...No, it's that since she started elementary school, apart from studying English with Qiu Meng sister, Song Qiaoxi really didn't study the other homework seriously.

Exams rely purely on "fostering one's roots", relying on knowledge points are all learned.

"I, I was because my mother hired a tutor for me," Zhao Xin was crying, his voice trembling slightly, he looked back at Ding Miao's position, bowed his head with a guilty conscience and whispered, "I, I I just don’t want to be so far away from Ding Miao, I want to be closer to her, not deliberately trying to take your third place..."

Suddenly, Song Qiaoxi experienced a series of "electric light flint" shocks in her head.

She stared at Zhao Xin, let go of Chu Jin's arms, stood up with both hands on the desk, tilted her head and asked with interest, "You don't like it, you don't, you are in love... .."

Before finishing talking, Zhao Xin blushed like a monkey's buttocks, stuffed chocolate into her table hole, and rushed out the back door of the classroom as if fleeing.

"Learned..."

In the second half, Xiao Nuo Tuan frowned and muttered to himself.

What's so shy about this?

Like learning and love to learn, isn't they what they should do as a qualified successor to socialism?

The job of their students is to study.

I saw that Zhao Xin didn’t study as hard as Miaomiao. He must have been with her sister Miao for a long time, and fell in love with learning!

This is something to be happy about. Why does Zhao Xin come to explain to himself?

Having never understood Zhao Xin's brain circuit, Song Qiaoxi sat down on the bench with a frustrated butt, took out the box of Jinsha chocolates from the table hole, and looked at Chu Jin as if for help, "Hey, do you think Zhao Xin is a little bit? Strange? Is it so hard to tell if you love to learn?"

Chu Jin's writing pen paused and looked up at her.

Just stared at her for a long time, and then he laughed out loud.

He shook his head, the corners of his lips have a beautiful arc, and even the peach eyes are curved into a curved Xuanyue, it is rare for Chu Jin to smile so beautifully.

That's right, Song Qiaoxi's definition of Chu Jin is beauty.

It's not handsome, not handsome, it's the kind of beauty that doesn't care about gender. He smiles so beautifully, really beautiful...

"Just treat him for learning."

Chu Jin said softly, looking at Nuo Tuanzi's wide apricot eyes, with a baby fat face, with a dazed and lovely expression.

He shook his head reluctantly, lowered his eyes and continued to write.

Song Qiaoxi was more than a year younger than herself, and she looked so small. She was still a small glutinous dumpling. She probably didn't know anything about the meaning of "like", so she naturally didn't understand what Zhao Xin was shy about.

But Chu Jin felt very lucky again. He was selfish and didn't want Song Qiaoxi to get acquainted so early.

The later Xiao Nuo Tuan understands the world, and the later she understands the meaning of "like", the better. I hope she can always be carefree and worry-free.

With him guarding her and not letting any bad things hurt her, Chu Jin even had a more selfish idea. He hoped that Song Qiaoxi would not grow up in front of him for a lifetime.

The little girl nodded ignorantly, then shook her head, pursed her mouth and frowned slightly, she was at a loss with the box of "hot" Jinsha chocolates in her hand.

After a while, she seemed to want to ask something more, her touting lips opened and closed again, and the corners of her watery apricot kernels drooped slightly, looking at him pitifully like a little milk dog.

"Don't worry, if there is anything else you don't understand, think about it slowly and ask me at any time." Chu Jin put down the pen in his hand again, comforted her softly, glanced at the box of chocolates in her hand, and couldn't help thinking. Amusing Xiao Nuo Tuan, "Why don't you eat a piece of Jinsha chocolate and lie on the table and think slowly?"

"Woo..."

Song Qiaoxi understood that Chu Jin was teasing her this time, knowing that she loves face the most, and deliberately mentioning the embarrassment of the first grade.

snort!

Officially announced......

Chu Jin is no longer the beauty in my heart!