Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Chu Jin stood beside Song Qiaoxi, smiling silently, "There are too many people surnamed Chu in this world."

"But it's really a coincidence. Grandpa Sun said that Uncle Chu returned to Qizhou for Aunt Sun. He broke up with his family at the time and never talked again. It's like the daughter of Seven Immortals not going back to Heaven for Dong Yong. Now! How come you say there is such a coincidence?"

The little girl always remembers this kind of "gossip" much stronger than mathematical formulas, Song Qiaoxi said seriously.

"Grandpa Sun tells a story, like the storyteller in the village mouth, a lot of things go through..." Chu Jin shook his head helplessly, and finally thought of a suitable word, "It was processed by'art' for the sake of Amusing you, let you keep looking for him to listen to stories."

Song Qiaoxi obviously didn’t believe that Grandpa Sun’s story was “artistically” processed, and asked with a pouting: “Then have you been to Beijing when you were a child? Has Uncle Chu told you about other relatives in your family? Your father can’t be. It popped out of a crack in the rock, Uncle Chu must have a father too, do you always have a grandfather?"

When asked by her, Chu Jin subconsciously recalled it.

It is also thanks to Grandpa Sun that he and Song Qiaoxi often "fudge" him and Song Qiaoxi to listen to the stories, although many stories he could not detect when he was a child, he would know when they were older, they were the products of "art" processed by Grandpa Sun kindly.

Grandpa Sun also talked a lot about his father and mother's memories. Chu Jin thanked him, otherwise so many memories may gradually fade away after so many years.

It is not deliberate forgetting, perhaps it is a kind of self-protection, I always feel that if I don't deliberately think of it, I can avoid missing my mom and dad.

It was also because at that time, he was really too young, and his memory was indeed not as good as it is now.

But there is one thing that Chu can remember. He had been to Beijing when he was a child, and his father and mother took him by plane. It seems that he has been here more than once.

But I really can’t remember what I did in Beijing and who I met...

In general, it should be like ordinary parents, taking their children to travel, right?

Later, when Mom and Dad left, when my uncle came to deal with Dad's later life, he vaguely remembered that he also mentioned that he was going to take him back to Beijing.

It's just that the little uncle did not fulfill the promise.

The younger uncle rented a house in Qizhou, and found a nanny to take care of his daily life. When the parents' affairs were done, the younger uncle swept away all the assets of Chu Jin's parents overnight and disappeared without a trace.

Thinking of this, Chu Jin felt a little absurd. He actually followed Song Qiaoxi's imagination to remember his father's family background?

Perceiving someone poking at him with a finger, Chu Jin raised her eyelid and said to Song Qiaoxi, who was shining with gossip in her big eyes: "When I was young, my parents took me to Beijing and traveled to places like the Great Wall and the Forbidden City... ...."

"Then what then?" Song Qiaoxi asked.

"No more." Chu Jin said.

As if she couldn't believe it, Song Qiaoxi asked again: "Oh, just, it's gone?"

"Well, it's gone." Chu Jin shrugged.

Zhao Chenguang stood nearby and smiled at each other with Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin. These two "childhood sweethearts" are really cute.

Zhao Chenguang paced and walked to Chu Jin's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Haha, Xi Xi has a lot of imagination, but Chu Jin's father is also from Beijing, so it’s a coincidence that Xiao Chu Jin is here. It's like returning to my hometown."

He probably knows Chu Jin's past. He knows that Chu Jin's parents died young. He also knows that the little boy was from a very good family before. His parents were both college students who graduated from prestigious universities.

Later, Chu Jin was abandoned by relatives and left in the newspaper compound. It was the Song family who kept raising him like a son.

However, Zhao Chenguang was indeed a little surprised that Chu Jin’s father was from Beijing. After all, in the 1980s, a Beijinger with a good family background and a university student at a prestigious university. It stands to reason that people go to higher places, and the water flows to lower places, willing to leave. It's really rare to see young people from the "high" capital going to the "lower" provincial capital.

"Is the owner of this building great?"

Song Qiaoxi looked up at the towering building. It was a really tall building. She had never seen such a tall building before.

She squinted slightly to see exactly how high the top of the building was. It was getting dark, and the lights on the outside of the building were already on.

"Chu Youhe is the current head of the Chu family. He stayed abroad in his early years and was almost 70. Now the Chu family has a large industrial map, covering almost all fields. The real estate industry is relatively well-known to the public, right. The Tianhe Royal Garden where we live is a real estate project developed by the Chu family."

Zhao Chenguang saw Song Qiaoxi interested and probably explained it to the little girl.

The children who grow up in the newspaper compound have been fascinated by all kinds of social news since they were young, and they have a broad vision.

Song Qiaoxi nodded. She probably understood what Uncle Zhao said, "Grandpa Chu is so powerful, he can build a house so beautiful."

"Yes, Mr. Chu has a very strong personal ability and a super high IQ. It is said that he has an artistic touch, he plays the piano well, and he can paint. The company's logo is also designed by him, which is the logo of the blue wave."

Zhao Chenguang pointed the sign that was lit on the opposite building to the two children.

"But the successor to the Chu family is also a problem now. It is said that Chu Youhe has a weird temperament and a very bad temper. He has two sons. The eldest son does not know why. He said that he had severed the relationship between father and son for many years. Now, the youngest son is Liu Adou who can't afford to support..."

When talking about the gossip of the rich and powerful in the capital, Zhao Chenguang suddenly opened up the chattering box. After talking about Xing, he realized that he shouldn't talk about it with two twelve or three-year-old children.

He hurriedly stopped the topic, and from the "rich gossip" in his stomach, he picked up one suitable for children to listen to to end. "It is said that Mr. Chu and we are neighbors and live in the top-floor villa of Tianhe Yuyuan, but even your uncle and I I’ve never seen a real person. This kind of wealthy man probably has a lot of real estate. Who knows where to live? Go, go upstairs to eat, today Uncle Zhao treats you, don’t you two slaughter Uncle hard?"

Zhao Chenguang scratched Song Qiaoxi's nose, making her very happy.

"Uncle Zhao, you are so funny! You are so naughty, why is Zhao Xin so introverted?" Song Qiaoxi hid behind Chu Jin, giggling.

Zhao Chenguang showed a helpless expression on his face, "Uncle doesn't know wow, this is not, it's summer vacation, and I told him several times, but he didn't want to come to Beijing, so he had to ask his mother to sign up for a stone carving summer camp in Taicheng. , I went to learn how to carve stones..."

Song Qiaoxi laughed even harder, it turns out that Zhao Xin actually likes stone carving?

He went to Taicheng during the summer vacation?

What a coincidence, Ding Miao and Ding returned to their hometown in Taicheng once they got better.

Zhao Chenguang led the Song family and Chu Jin into the tall building opposite Chu's house, and took the elevator to the western restaurant.

This western restaurant has seats overlooking the Beijing skyline and panoramic views of the Forbidden City. Zhao Chenguang specially booked the best location to entertain them.

The environment of the western restaurant is different from that of the Chinese food, and there is elegant jazz music in the restaurant.

During the meal, the adults talked about adults.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin had good appetites because they had been out for a day. The appetizers, bread, butter platter, bacon and peach rolls, fresh orange cashew shrimp, hawthorn foie gras and other creative dishes are enough for two children I had a great appetite, and I had a great time to eat.

Uncle Zhao’s main course ordered fresh and juicy rib-eye steak, cod, king crab legs, Australian lobster, smoked scallops...

The western food that Song Qiaoxi had eaten in Qizhou was not the western food of the "authentic" faction.

The most advanced ones are Pizza Hut and KFC, and the ones with a little touch are the high rollers.

However, her style of eating steak in a high-profile guesthouse is unusually bold, holding the fork directly, picking up a whole piece, and biting it with her mouth. The little girl doesn't know how to use a knife and fork.

After the steak came up, Song Qiaoxi held the knife and fork for a few seconds, looking at the delicate steak, feeling a bit unable to start.

All around were well-dressed adults speaking in a low voice, soft music beside their ears, and the adults elegantly cut the food with a knife and fork and ate them in small bites.

Even if she doesn’t know Western food etiquette, she knows that here, you can’t just fork the steak and bite it like in a hawker...

I looked up and saw that my father and mother were talking to Uncle Zhao. Song Qiaoxi wanted to ask them for help. Seeing that they were able to chat, she didn't want to interrupt them.

I turned my head and looked down again, and suddenly found that the steak in front of me was missing, and replaced it with a plate of pan-fried codfish.

"Didn't you just say that you want to taste the cod I ordered, you eat first, I haven't moved yet."

Chu Jin took the knife and fork from her hand, and exchanged a pair of fish-eating knife and harpoon to Song Qiaoxi.

"Don't you eat?"

Song Qiaoxi blinked her eyes and asked Chu Jin, and then looked at the knife and fork in her hand. This kind of knife and fork specially used to eat fish looked much pleasing to the eye, and the fish itself was easy to separate.

Chu Jin lowered his head and naturally began to cut steaks for her. He joked in a low voice: "Let's give it to kid Xixi first. The kid is always hungry and will lose his temper."

"I'm not going to lose my temper, eh..." Song Qiaoxi "slightly" retorted him with her tongue, and when she took a closer look, she found that Chu Jin was very skilled in cutting meat, and asked curiously, "When you were a kid Do you often eat western food? Why do you use a knife and fork so smoothly?"

"You eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold..."

Chu Jin paused and replied.

Forking up a piece of white as snow fish, Song Qiaoxi took a bite obediently. The cod in the mouth is delicate and tender. It is really delicious when eaten with a unique green sauce.

After eating two mouthfuls, I remembered that Chu Jin didn't answer her question. The obsessive-compulsive disorder upper body, the little girl raised her head and asked again: "Why can you use a knife and fork so well?"

Chu Jin's steak was almost cut, put down the knife and fork in his hand, frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you still eat fish?"

Shaking her head, Song Qiaoxi looked at the cut steak and licked her lips.

She just wants to taste the cod, and she is a carnivore.

The cod in front of him was taken away by Chu Jin, and a plate of freshly cut steak was placed in front of her, and the knife and fork used to eat the steak returned to Song Qiaoxi's hands.

She forkped a piece of beef and wanted to give Chu a bite first, after all, they had worked so hard to cut it.

The boy just waved his hand and took a sip of water from the glass.

In Song Qiaoxi's view, Chu Jin's eyebrows were low at the moment, as if something was on his mind, and perhaps he remembered something unpleasant.

After the two had lived together for more than six years, Song Qiaoxi was familiar with Chu Jin's every move.

I am afraid that I remembered some unhappy memories when I was young.

Although he has never mentioned his experience at the house of his uncle or aunt, when Chu Jin just returned to the compound, the scars on his legs and body, his arms were so thin that there was no flesh...

"You eat it quickly, the cod is delicious, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

Song Qiaoxi learned Chu Jin's tone and wanted to divert the conversation. While talking, she forkped the entrance of a cut steak.

This was the first time that she had eaten this kind of "premium" steak. As soon as she tasted it, she could feel the rich gravy, and even taste the taste of grandma in the beef, as well as the slight charcoal aroma.

Hmm, it's really delicious!

Sure enough, meat is more exciting than seafood and fish!

She picked the largest piece of meat on the plate, and she wanted to put it on Chu Jin's plate for him to taste it. After eating something delicious, she would naturally feel much better.

A little awkwardly fork the meat, sandwiched with a dining knife, and tremblingly placed it on the edge of Chu Jin's plate. Song Qiaoxi sighed in relief, raised her head and smiled at him, "You can try it too, it's really super delicious."

"..." Chu Jin was taken aback, listening to Song Qiaoxi's voice, pulling away from the memory.

He paused for a while, pursed his lips after a few seconds, and couldn't live up to her kindness.

The kids around, there is only one way to be good to others, give you all the things you like to eat...

"Well, it's really delicious."

Although he did not taste the meat in his mouth, Chu Jin answered her with a smile.

Seeing him smile, Song Qiaoxi felt relieved.

Without hesitation at all, she pushed the plate with her favorite steak next to him, "I’m right? It’s rare to have something you like to eat. You can eat more, such a big steak, I can’t finish it. ."

Chu Jin's complexion returned to normal again, and her white and slender fingers lightly nodded her forehead, "You eat first, and I will help you eat the rest."

This is a habit that the two children have developed for many years. Song Qiaoxi has big eyes and a small belly. She always wants to eat a few more kinds of food. Chu Jin always orders from her, and cleans the battlefield for her with the rest.

However, if Uncle Song is there, he will not be able to clean the battlefield...

After dinner, Zhao Chenguang took them to the company to take a look.

Zhao Chenguang’s media group is the largest media group in Beijing, with an office building of 1,600 square meters on one floor, and Chenguang Media occupies six floors.

They took the elevator to the floor where Song Dad worked, Song Qiaoxi looked east and west, it was not fresh.

Chu Jin followed Song Qiaoxi to Uncle Song's spacious and bright office.

The office is very large, measuring forty to fifty square meters. Through a row of transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Jin can clearly see the company logo on the opposite Chu's tall building, which is the letter C made up of blue waves.

When he was in the western restaurant just now, this logo suddenly flashed into his mind...