Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Aunt Gao's face suddenly turned blue and purple. Her most proud son, Da Chao, was indeed "Beijing University Blue Bird."

It's just that Aunt Gao is so nice and never said the word "blue bird". Whenever she met people, she said that her son went to Peking University.

Wang Junyang's father knew about this because the admission notice from Aunt Gao's house was sent to Wang's house by mistake.

He was still talking about this with a few buddies at the time, and a few engaged in news "old fritters", how could he not know that "Beijing University" and "Beijing University Jade Bird" are two different things?

What is the relationship between "Beijing University" and "Beijing University Jade Bird"?

It is estimated that what is the relationship between India and Indonesia, what is the relationship between Shandong Dezhou and Texas in the United States, and what is the relationship between the two...

Hey, there is no real fart relationship either.

"Oh, Wang, I won't tell you anymore, you are really unreasonable! Don't think that your family has a few money and it's amazing. It's not all your daughter-in-law earned, and Wang Junyang's achievements in the tail of the crane. I don’t care about the couple. I think Yangyang won’t even be able to pass a college exam."

Aunt Gao avoids talking about "Beijing University Jade Bird", pushing up her bicycle, and quickly "shifting the flames of war".

Uncle Wang laughed "chickingly" without being annoyed. He was still grinning, "Director Gao, I have a bad tooth, so I like to eat soft rice. My wife makes money and I am proud of myself. Besides, Wang Junyang even counts. By the time I take a college entrance examination, I will also be a rich second-generation. Who will let my daughter-in-law make money? How can I make my child starve to death?"

"You..." Aunt Gao slapped her thigh twice, probably because she couldn't catch the words of Uncle Wang hiding a knife in his smile, pushing her bicycle, and walking towards Building 3 without looking back, "The world is getting worse. , I don’t know good people."

When Aunt Gao walked away, Uncle Li gave Uncle Wang a thumbs up and smirked, "Hey, Deputy Editor Wang, you are still talking about writing work, I can't say that Director Gao."

"She likes to pick soft persimmons. Director Gao is a'paper tiger'. Don't be afraid of her." Uncle Wang ran for two steps, threw the garbage bag in the trash can, turned back and clapped his hands and smiled at Uncle Li." This was delivered by Xiaosun from an office. I went to their office for a night shift tonight, and just saw a few colleagues stuffing things inside, and the zippers were about to open."

"Yes, yes, I just wanted to help Xiao Chu carry it all the way, it's heavy, I'm afraid the child won't be able to lift it."

Uncle Li hurriedly picked up the duffel bag on the pile of newspapers and showed it to Uncle Wang.

"Uncle, take it back for you?" Uncle Wang turned his head and teased the two little chickens in his arms, "It's better to go up there first. Yangyang and the others are playing games. They are all waiting for you to pass. The house is washed. Strawberry, if you want to eat dumplings at my house at night, I will go upstairs to get my wallet and go to your Uncle Ding to pack some dumplings back?"

"Uncle, please help me bring the little chicken to Song Qiaoxi, I...I still have Mathematical Olympiad questions to do, I'll go back first, I can get the things by myself."

Chu Jin handed the chicken in his hand to Uncle Wang, took the duffel bag from Uncle Li, and nodded to them.

"Oh...Exhaust, then you won't pass?"

Uncle Wang held two chicks in his arms and raised his eyes to ask him.

Chu answered politely and temporarily put the duffel bag on his feet, "I still have homework. Uncle, I will go back first. You can help me and Xixi and the others say a word, thank Uncle Wang."

"Isn't it about time off?"

When Uncle Wang finished speaking, he felt that he had fallen into Wang Junyang's "study scum theory".

For my son, it was true that as soon as the holiday was off, he was completely disconnected from studying.

Alas, how else would his son count down, and Xiao Chu would take first place year after year and skip grades?

This is the stark gap!

He didn't persuade Chu Jin to go upstairs to play for a while, and then said to Chu Jin, "Okay, go back and do the questions first, I guess Xixi and the others will be gone after playing for a while."

"Well, thank you Uncle Wang, thank you Grandpa Li."

Chu Jin bowed slightly, carrying the travel bag and walking towards the boiler room with a little effort.

At the moment, the little boy's emotions are somewhat affected.

In the winter of 1999, before Chu Jin's tenth birthday, he couldn't restrain the pain in his heart when he mentioned his deceased mother.

He was unwilling to bring any bad emotions to Song Qiaoxi. If he went upstairs directly with Uncle Wang, he might not even be able to laugh.

The other friends all had a good time. It would be too disappointing for me to be like this...

I want to go back to the boiler room, calm down, calm down and face Xiao Nuo Tuan.

Otherwise, the little girl would be happy to see the little chicken cub, but if she keeps a straight face, I am afraid she will have to think more about it.

Uncle Wang watched Chu Jin's leaving back, and two little chicken cubs in his arms cried weakly.

"The child is really sensible, and my family Yangyang knows every day to play silly silly..."

Wang Junyang's father and Uncle Li smiled helplessly. They were just about to go home when they saw the daughter-in-law's luxurious Passat driving into the compound.

In the past two years, my wife’s beauty salon business has grown bigger and bigger. It has opened three branches in Qizhou City and plans to open the chain to the next provincial capital.

The white Santana was eliminated last year, but it was not wasted. It was eliminated directly for Lao Wang to drive himself.

The daughter-in-law changed to an imported luxury Passat, a private car worth more than 300,000 yuan. It was not a small sum in the 1990s, and it's no wonder that Aunt Gao looked jealous.

Mother Wang's power window fell down, and she squirmed her curly hair, "I'm not going home yet, and I'm not going to the night shift tonight? Did you buy dumplings?"

Lao Wang rested and stood upright on the spot, bowed his head to proclaim his courtiers, said with a pleased smile: "Go buy it now, and my daughter-in-law will give me some money. I can save going upstairs to get my wallet. Alas, just right, these two little chickens. It's Xixi's, you want to take it for her."

"Well, you put the co-driver in, I will take it for the'daughter-in-law', there is money in the wallet, take it myself."

Mother Wang has double eyes, and her eyes are soft smiles when she speaks.

Uncle Li was embarrassed to look at her, greeted her vaguely, and quickly entered the house with a tea mug.

"Okay," Dad Wang leaped to the passenger side, put the chicken on the foot pad carefully, took out Zhang Bai's from his wife's wallet, and smiled twice before closing the door, "Daughter-in-law, it wasn't me who said , According to my opinion, our family is out of play, Xixi is probably'internally digested'."

Mother Wang smiled noncommitantly, "Who said that? I think Yangyang has a pretty good chance of winning."

When she got home, she happened to see Song Qiaoxi changing shoes at the door.

Ding Yi and Ding Miao have already gone home, Wang Junyang leaned against the door with a lollipop in his mouth, and talked to Xiao Nuo Tuan differently.

Isn't that, my son and Xixi are very harmonious, it is not necessarily "internal digestion".

How old is this few cubs, it's hard to say what's going on in the future.

"Xixi, I'm leaving so soon, don't you eat dumplings at my aunt's house?" Mother Wang took off her mink coat, put down her crocodile leather bag, stuffed the other plastic bag in the little girl's arms, and squeezed her meat affectionately Dudu's face, "Your Uncle Wang asked me to give it to you."

Mother Wang likes Song Qiaoxi too much. The little girl is too cute and has a self-made scroll, like a doll, smart and soft.

If modern society allows "children's daughters-in-law", Wang's mother will definitely "raise" the Song family's Nuo Danzi since childhood.

"Auntie, this was given to me by Uncle Wang? It's a little chicken cub!"

Nuo Tuanzi was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that there were two live little chicken cubs in his arms.

The little fluff is soft and soft, shrunk into a ball like a small hair ball, "jijijiji" screamed, so cute!

How did Uncle Wang know that she wanted little chicken cubs? It was amazing!

"Why do you give Xixi a chicken?"

Wang Junyang scratched his head and said a little disgustingly.

He doesn't like small animals at all.

"Uh......"

Mother Wang was taking off her boots and paused.

She didn't ask questions downstairs at the time, but now that I think about it, it's really strange.

However, my husband has always been in the second grade, occasionally "convulsing" to make a very naive move, and often make various "wonderful" behaviors to give great rewards.

Mother Wang smiled awkwardly, and made a round of play, "Well, when the little chicken grows up, it will become a big cock, which can protect us Xixi. If there is a bad person approaching, we will peck him."

"Wow, thank you Uncle Wang, I really like little chicken cubs!"

Song Qiaoxi held the two little chicken cubs in her palms and rubbed their soft hairs on her cheeks, her heart melted.

"Auntie will find you a shoe box, and you can put the chicken in it so that you can pick it up."

Mother Wang changed her shoes and went to the back room to get an empty shoe box.

Nuo Dangzi happily carried the box downstairs and went home.

Thinking all the way.

Today, the "Little Gang of Five" who lacked one person ate fried skewers outside. The fragrant fried skewers were usually not there, and the food was not delicious anymore.

A few partners went to Wang Junyang's home to play on the computer, and because there was no such "dimensionality reduction blow", everyone felt bored after playing for a while, and they left early.

Chu became an indispensable member of the "Little Gang of Five" as early as possible.

Even Wang Junyang said that next time everyone will help him on duty together, it won't be fun at all without Chu Jin.

Song Qiaoxi now can't wait to share with Chu Jin, her two "new friends".

After dinner that day, Song Qiaoxi mysteriously took Chu Jin to the balcony.

At dinner, she discovered that Chu Jin is not very high in nature today.

Sometimes, the boy will be in a bad mood, and occasionally a day will be a little cold, but Song Qiaoxi knows that he is not aimed at herself, maybe because of the sad things before, and never asks more.

"I'll show you a good thing,"

She held Chu Jin's wrist in one hand, and pushed open the balcony door with the other hand, and "click" to turn on the balcony light switch.

In the corner of the balcony, there is a small cardboard box, and a circle of old red and green flowers surrounds the cardboard box.

Xiao Nuo Tuan pulled him down and opened the lid of the carton carefully.

There were several layers of newspapers in the cardboard box, and a lot of white cotton wool was placed. Next to the cotton wool, there were two Huang Yingying little chickens squeezed.

"You hug it." Song Qiaoxi picked up a little chicken that hadn't woken up, and gently placed it in Chu Jin's palm, "Is it very soft and cute?"

Chu Jin's gaze slowly wandered from the little chicken cub in his hand to Song Qiaoxi's expectant face.

She stared at him nervously like a treasure offering.

The little chicken cub was warm, and the little one was curled up in his palm, a fragile and soft life.

Nuo Tuanzi blinked her big eyes twice, and her two long pony tails hung down to her sides. Unknowingly, her hair grew longer and longer, and it was already waist-length.

Seeing each other every day, there is no special feeling.

But now, Chu Jin found that Song Qiaoxi's chin was sharper, and although her face was still fat, her eyes looked bigger than before.

That little soft sticky dumpling seems to have grown up a little bit?

However, it's just a little bit.

She is still so small.

Song Qiaoxi picked up another little chicken cub, stroked it lightly, tilted her head and spoke in a small voice, as if she was afraid of quarreling the chicken cub in her arms, "From today onwards, I will be the chicken cub's mother. It was the chicken cub that Uncle Wang gave me. It stands to reason that Uncle Wang should be the chicken cub's father..."

Chu was surprised.

The hand shook slightly, and the little chicken in his palm made a slight cry.

The generations are messed up, who is the father? !

"But Uncle Wang is too old, his grandfather as a chicken cub is almost the same, my chicken cub is so pitiful, only my mother, no father..." Song Qiaoxi sighed and kissed the little yellow chicken. On top of the furry head, the little face looked pitying, "Dad said, these two are just hens, and my mother said, these two are male and female."

Chu Jin was silent.

Ok......

In fact, they are all roosters, and the grandfather who sells chicken cubs said that there are no hens.

"I also think it's two little hens. Look at them. They are yellow. How cute. Only a little girl can be so cute?"

Nuo Dangzi said to himself.

Chu Jin couldn't hold it anymore, shook his head and laughed softly.

The hen is the hen, you are happy...

"I thought of a name for the two female geese, would you please listen?"

Lifting her head, Song Qiaoxi's eyes seemed to be sprinkled with a handful of fine diamonds, her small nose was upturned, and her mouth was moisturized.

When people see it, they want to squeeze her face and rub her little head.

"Ok."

The corner of Chu Jin's lips wore a slight smile.

Just seeing her and listening to the little girl's wild imagination, I feel much better.

Song Qiaoxi licked her lips, her sweet little milk voice was agitated, as if she was talking about secrets that can't be told to others, "I think... my name is Xixi, and your only name is Xixi, okay?"

"..."

Chu Jin gently touched the feather of the little chicken cub in his hand, and suddenly wanted to tease the little Nuo Tuan in front of him.

After a moment of silence, he put the chicken in his hand back into the carton, and asked her with his hands on his knees: "Only the first name, no surname?"

"Yes, what's the last name?"

Song Qiaoxi has a headache. Mother's surname is Qiao, and her father's surname is Song. Which one is surnamed Qiao and the other is Song?

Just thinking, something cold touched the tip of his nose, raised his head suddenly, and met a pair of peachy eyes with a smile.

Chu Jin felt even more amused when she saw her contemplation.

He stretched out his slender and white fingers, lightly tapped the tip of Nuo Tuanzi’s nose, and turned his head to look at her, "Can’t think of it? Let’s name Chu, then my surname..."

-

On the 30th anniversary of the New Year in 1999, the Song family's New Year was still lively and lively.

After moving to a new house, the place is much bigger. Song Qiaoxi's grandfather, second grandfather and two families, come to her house for New Year's Eve dinner with her grandparents.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin each received three big red envelopes.

Grandpa and grandma's red envelope was 800 yuan, and the uncle and the second uncle each gave 600 yuan. After calculating it, one person suddenly added 2,000 yuan in disposable cash.

For the cubs, it's really a huge sum of money!

In addition to buying street food, Nuo Dianzi has no desire to control money at all.

After feeling the red envelope for a few minutes of excitement, I was attracted by the singing and dancing Spring Festival Gala and the New Year snacks on the coffee table.

Chu Jin stuffed all the red envelopes into her purse as usual, but Song Qiaoxi said it was okay with him this year, just to help keep it.

Let Chu Jin rest assured that how much money he puts in his own diary is written down one by one. Small money is very safe with her, just like a small treasury.

Chu Jin needs to use it anytime, just come and get it anytime.

The Spring Festival Gala began. The adults set the dining table in the living room and started making dumplings while watching the Gala.

The uncle sends his grandparents back first. The old man is used to going to bed early.

Nuo Tuanzi ran to be intimate with his grandparents for a while, and reluctantly said goodbye to them.

The Song family has only one granddaughter, and both the uncle and the second uncle are sons.

However, the old couple of the Song family likes their granddaughter, and Song Qiaoxi and her grandmother’s family did not “fight” with her granddaughter a few years ago.

Sent away grandparents, Song Qiaoxi, Chu Jin, and her two little cousins, sitting in a row on the sofa eating dried fruit snacks while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

"I can sing this song Ren Xianqi, the lonely boy's fly swatter, pat left, pat right, the **** the opposite side look over, look over..."

The uncle's cousin stood up and sang while twisting, making the family so happy.

Song Qiaoxi ate the pine nuts by hand for a while, feeling a little thirsty, went to the restaurant's drinking fountain to pour a glass of water, and came back to hear a song from the TV series.

On the screen is a baby-headed aunt in a cheongsam and an uncle in a white suit singing.

"Find some free time, find some time, take your children home often, bring a smile, bring wishes, and accompany your lover to go home often, mom prepared some nagging, dad dressed up and dressed well... ..."

The adults who were making dumplings while chatting were quiet at this moment, and a few people quietly listened to the song.

After listening to the second lady, she quietly touched her tears with her sleeves, turned her head and said to Mama Song, "Brothers and sisters, Chen Hong and Cai Guoqing sang this song so well. The children grow up so fast. They looked forward to it when they were young. They grow up, seeing that Ranran will be in the first year of junior high school, and they will be leaving home to go to university in a few years. I really can’t bear to..."

"Yeah, don’t the kids now talk about the post-80s and post-90s? It’s different from the babies of our time. They must pursue individuality and be independent and self-reliant. They will definitely not be willing to stay by their parents like us in the future. I really don’t expect a few of them to go home often."

The aunt also agreed, pointing her finger at her son.

The second uncle of the Song family patted the flour in his hands, drew a paper towel to wipe the tears for his wife, and comforted him, "Hey, don't you still have me to accompany you? If your wife doesn't pursue individual independence, can you stay with you for the rest of your life? "

The second lady punched the second uncle with a small fist, and smiled and scolded him: "Hey, no one is right, the child is watching..."

Mother Song skillfully wrapped dumplings in her hand, and smiled and said to the second lady, "Sister-in-law, don’t you cry for those who are celebrating the new year, can’t the children leave home when they grow up? Fei, children will have their own sky when they grow up. After raising them, can't we do what we like?"

"Yes, sister-in-law, when Xixi and Jinjin go to college and leave home, I want to learn Erhu and Suona, don't laugh at me, I really wanted to learn these two instruments since I was a child, but my parents won't let it. I don’t have time, and I’m busy rushing to make money for the children. When the children are no longer in front of me, I will definitely study when I have time."

Song Jianguo rolled his sleeves to knead the dough and said cheerfully.

I don’t know why, but Song Qiaoxi is still far away from growing up, but Song Qiaoxi feels so sad when she hears her father and mother say this...

How do you feel that Mom and Dad are looking forward to her growing up and wishing to leave this home by themselves?

She was reluctant to leave home, reluctant to leave her parents, and finally had such a beautiful family, she could not wait to guard them all her life.

Taking advantage of her mother's time to fetch noodles in the kitchen, Song Qiaoxi quietly followed her behind her mother's ass, like a small tail.

Until she was discovered by her mother and took her into her arms, "What's the matter Xixi, don't you go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Mom, when I grow up, can you not drive me away? I just want to be with you and Dad..."

Pouting her little mouth, and uttering this aggrieved, Song Qiaoxi buried her head in her mother's arms.

"Oh, silly girl, how could Mom and Dad drive you away? If you don't want to go to university outside of town, you are in Qizhou. Mom and Dad will support you as long as you study your favorite major." Mom paused and pinched her. The face continued, "But isn't our Xixi's dream to travel around the world with Chu Jin? With your parents, how can you two travel around the world, in your dreams?"

"Then, can't you, follow us to travel around the world?"

Nuo Tuanzi asked ignorantly.

You can share your dreams with Chu Jin, or with your parents, right?

Mom found a chair in the dining room, let Song Qiaoxi sit on her lap, and said softly: "Xixi, your dreams are of course supported by Mom and Dad, but everyone is an independent individual. Have you ever thought about it, Dad? Mom has dreams too?"

With such a question, Xiao Nuo Tuan was a little confused, and he lowered his head and thought for a while...

When I changed the identities of myself and my parents, I suddenly figured it out.

Yeah!

Father and mother, they are also individuals who exist independently in this world.

They stripped away the two identities of "dad" and "mother", and they are also people with dreams of independence.

In the past, she always tied her mom and dad together, taking it for granted that mom and dad would unconditionally support what she wanted, needed, and liked, which was equivalent to treating them as her own "property."

In fact, in addition to the responsibilities and obligations of raising her, fathers and mothers also have things they want to do.

She, Song Qiaoxi, as a cub in the family, has only temporarily become the "center" of the family in the past few years when parents need to take care of them.

When you grow up and have the ability to take care of yourself, you should let go of dependence on your parents and boldly take independent steps to explore the unknown world outside.

Qiao Qin frowned for a long time looking at the soft and waxy dumpling in his arms and couldn't help kissing her cheek, "Well, girl, I don't want to think about it today. Those who are celebrating the New Year will not consider these philosophical issues of life. Go with my brother. Let’s play, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and eat your favorite snacks."

"Ok......"

Song Qiaoxi nodded.

Touched her mother's face, and kissed her with one bite, then turned around and hooked her mother's neck with two little fleshy hands, and hugged her tightly.

In fact, Nuo Tuanzi wanted to say, Mom, I understand.

But a thousand words, all in this warm embrace.

I know that my mother must understand her, and there are some things that do not need to be said, and those who love you will understand.

Maybe this is the tacit understanding of mother and daughter connecting their hearts?

The mother held her like a baby, hugged her for a while before putting it down, patted Song Qiaoxi's little **** and asked her to go to the living room to play.

The mother and daughter hadn't left the restaurant yet, only saw the cousin of the second uncle's house and a small whirlwind rushing in.

The cousin shouted excitedly: "The three big mothers are coming soon, Xixi is on the Spring Festival Gala! On TV!!!"