Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Standing in Uncle Song's office, Chu Jin had an impression of the huge blue wave-shaped sign outside the window.

When I was young, there was a very delicate wooden box in my father's desk drawer, which contained many weird things.

The wooden box exudes a reassuring scent. Chu Jin always remembers the smell. Dad said it was sandalwood.

In the wooden box there are a few cards with chips and English written on them, a pair of jade bracelets made of glass, and a gilt gold hanging box.

After the gilt hanging box was opened, there was a beautiful lady in the hanging box. He didn't know him, he was neither mother nor grandma.

Dad held him in his arms every time, opened the hanging box, and said softly on his face: "Exhausted, this is the mother of father and uncle, and your grandmother."

The little Chu Jin only had an impression of his grandmother. He had never seen grandma, only knew that grandma was father's mother.

He would blink his eyes, touch the hanging box with his chubby fingers, and ask milkyly: "Daddy's mom is so beautiful, then where is she now?"

"Dad, dad doesn't have a mother now..."

Father Chu would always rub Xiao Chujin's head and squeeze his fleshy little hands.

"Then my mother will disappear? Will my father also disappear..." Xiao Chujin was only four years old and asked anxiously.

He understood the meaning of "no" as disappearing, and he took it for granted that his father and mother were gone. Wouldn't that, his father and mother might be gone someday?

Father Chu would always pat Xiao Chujin, and comforted in a very soft voice, "Dad's mother is no longer in our world. Grandma is sick. It is very hard to feel sick. So grandma went to another world. There, Grandma won't feel the pain anymore."

After a pause, Chu's father will kiss Xiao Chu's face, and then said: "But we don't have to worry about it, nor should we be afraid. Father is still young and strong. Father will have a long, long time and can always protect him. Do your best with your mother, grow up with you as much as you can, and give you all the happiness in the world..."

"Dad still has to watch and play "City in the Sky" all the time. He wants to go to elementary school with all his hands and buy the first suit with all his hands. We will try our best to be admitted to the university in Beijing, the best Become an alumnus of National Tsing Hua University just like Dad. Dad will watch you date your favorite girl, start a family, and have children of your own..."

Chu Jin remembered the promise of Chu's father, but unfortunately, his father didn't spend a long, long time with him as he promised.

Chu Jin never asked his father, where did grandpa go?

He was smart since he was a child, and he could perceive that his father was reluctant to mention his grandfather.

Sometimes the little uncle comes to the house to eat with their family, and the father and the little uncle are reluctant to mention grandfather.

Chu Jin still remembered that there was also an exquisite jade seal in the wooden box. When he was very young, he also had a "bear child" period. For a while, he always liked to hold the seal with red ink on his father's workbook and mother's. Press around on manuscripts and books at home.

There are several stamps on the title page of the "Count of Monte Cristo".

The logo printed on the seal was exactly the same as the blue wave logo that Chu Jin saw in front of him.

More memories flooded into his mind like the tide opened. When he was a child, his father would bring him and his mother to the capital almost every year.

Every time I come to Beijing, it’s different from Uncle Song taking them on a trip. Dad’s visit seems more like "going home."

Father Chu will take him to remember his father’s childhood, take him along the old streets of Beijing, and tell him the story of his father and his younger uncle when they were children. They grew up in a large courtyard house when they were young. Take him in by climbing the wall.

Dad said that after his grandma passed away, he and his younger uncle moved out of the big, big yard, without mentioning grandpa.

Father Chu always took him to "Lao Mo" to eat western food, and Chu Jin even remembered the four big golden bronze pillars in the restaurant.

Xixi asked her Western food etiquette, which should have been learned there...

Song Qiaoxi opened the small refrigerator in her father's office, neatly lined up with various flavors of drinks and mineral water, turned her head and asked, "Chu Jin, Chu Jin, would you like to drink Pulse?"

Chu Jin stood beside the glass window as if he had been cast a spell, his eyes fixed on the tall building of Chu's opposite.

"You don't like to drink sweet, but this pulse is a new flavor. Would you like to try it?"

Song Qiaoxi said to herself, after thinking about it, Chu didn't like to drink sweets, only white water.

Still only gave himself a bottle of Pulse and Chu Jin a bottle of mineral water.

Walking to his side, Song Qiaoxi rubbed the mineral water bottle in his hand against his face.

Chu Jin's right cheek was frozen, and he suddenly woke up.

"Hey, what do you want?" Song Qiaoxi handed him water and asked with her head tilted.

Unscrew the mineral water bottle, Chu Jin raised his head and closed his eyes slightly, and let the cold water run over his dry throat, half a bottle of water before he said with a dumb voice, "I seem to be... in my previous home. , I saw the sign on the opposite side."

Chu Jin didn't intend to hide Song Qiaoxi, he had no secrets to her.

It's just that the wooden box that exudes the scent of sandalwood in my memory should be taken by my uncle and sold out along with the relics of my parents.

When he was six years old, he only contained a few frequently-read books in his schoolbag. He had a vague memory of that paragraph. The only trace left was the seal on the title page of the "Count of Monte Cristo".

"No..." Song Qiaoxi stopped her hand twisting the pulsating bottle cap, raising her head and staring at Chu Jin's face.

The light from the opposite building was shining on Chu Jin’s pale face, and his bulging Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Do you remember the "Count of Monte Cristo" that I used to read when I was a kid?"

Song Qiaoxi remembered the book. When Chu Jin first returned to the compound, she always took the book wherever she went. Because it was in the original English version, she couldn't read it at all when she was a child.

After she was in the upper grades, she had read the book with a little loose binding, nodded and said, "Remember, you gave me the book later and asked me to read it outside of English class..."

After a pause, Song Qiaoxi followed Chu Jin’s gaze and looked at the opposite side, then turned around and looked at Chu Jin straightly and said, “Wait, there are several red seals on the first page of that book. That seal is the opposite. The Chu’s logo is the same!"

"I'm not sure if it's exactly the same, it's really similar, the seal is my father's." Chu Jin whispered.

The twelve-year-old girl is at the age when she is most interested in "gossip" and loves fantasy. In the past two years, she has watched many "rich family" romance series.

In Song Qiaoxi's mind, he immediately made up for the "dog blood" plot that the only wealthy heir was left out, and the grandfather of the wealthy head was "bald" every day in the huge family property that no one could entrust.

When the grandfather is about to recognize his grandson, he will definitely have to jump out of a few "cannon fodder" villain relatives to obstruct him, maybe there will be another "true and false young master" drama.

Song Qiaoxi's tone of excitement was uncontrollable, and her cold hand grabbed Chu Jin's arm, "If you really follow Uncle Zhao's statement, it seems that Uncle Chu's life and experience can match the Chu family. Therefore, you are from the Chu family. Master?"

"Hey, chances are it's just a coincidence. Can you watch less boring TV shows?" Chu Jin laughed out with a "pouch" and poked her forehead. "What's in your head? Don't you think about it. I think, in more than a month, I will be a junior high school student or a junior high school student in the experimental class of a foreign language school. Do you know how competitive pressure is?"

Song Qiaoxi sticks out her tongue and jokingly said, "I know, Master Chu, I will study hard, and I will live up to the fact that you brought such a large stack of books and papers to Beijing..."

Isn't this just two days after coming to Beijing? Who would have thought of getting into a state of study so soon after the summer vacation?

But Song Qiaoxi thought about it for a while, and then felt that there was such a coincidence?

Chu Jin shook his head as if she couldn't help it, and said helplessly, "I beg you? Don't call me the young master, I have got goose bumps. It was originally a coincidence. If you do this again, there will be some I won't tell you anything."

"No, no, I can't change it," Song Qiaoxi promised hurriedly, "I just made a joke, so I won't call it that in the future."

But in Ma Xingkong's head that day, she thought of something, and muttered: "But Chu Jin, don't you think this is a coincidence? I always think it's strange... .

You see, at the time, Grandpa Sun also said that Uncle Chu came to Qizhou to cut off ties with his family for Aunt Sun, and the old Chu family in Beijing can play the piano, and you can also play the piano. The youngest son I started looks a lot like..."

The more I thought about it, the more Song Qiaoxi felt that this matter seemed to be serious, and he hesitated and said: "Should we tell my parents about this matter?"

"Don't talk about this with Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao." Chu Jin's mood was obviously lowered, his tone was very anxious, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"Just leave it alone, am I asking for your opinion? Why are you so fierce..."

Song Qiaoxi glanced at him, feeling somewhat wronged in her heart, and Chu Jin rarely worried about her.

Chu Jin also seemed to find that he had a bad tone. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you, I'm a little anxious."

"It's okay, you didn't mean it..." Song Qiaoxi answered him.

After receiving an apology so soon, Xi Xi didn't feel wronged at the moment.

Instead, he began to reflect on himself. Did the question just now make Chu Jin unhappy?

Suddenly, Song Qiaoxi seemed to understand something, but she was not sure whether he really thought that way.

After a few seconds, Chu Jin's tone obviously eased, and even asked her with a touch of sadness, "Do you really hope that I can have other family members?"

"Oh?" Song Qiaoxi was shocked for a moment.

The drink bottle from the refrigerator was full of water vapor, wet and damp, just like her current mood.

This question asked by Chu Jin allowed Song Qiaoxi to confirm her thoughts.

She guessed it right, and she understood him completely.

Song Qiaoxi learned the way her parents usually comfort others, stood on tiptoes, patted Chu Jin's shoulder, and said in the most relaxed tone: "Chu Jin, whether you have other family members or not, there will be no relationship between us. Change. My parents, Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao who care about you the most throughout their lives, I am your best friend and will always stand by your side and always treat you well..."

The girl's crisp voice reverberated in Chu Jin's ears, her voice was not loud, and the ending voice still had a little sweet and glutinous tone when she was a child.

Xixi's voice was like the cool breeze in the summer of Beijing, calming Chu Jin's inner anxiety.

"What I hope is that in this world, in addition to my parents and my parents who love you, if people who are related to you really like you, and treat you better than my parents and me, how good it would be Wow?"

Chu Jin heard Song Qiaoxi's voice getting smaller and smaller, and the girl's sweet words seemed to be whispering.

He wanted to reply to her, "In this world, no one else can surpass your position in my heart, regardless of blood relationship."

this life......

Relatives, with Uncle Song, Aunt Qiao is enough.

Song Qiaoxi is the initial light in his heart.