Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Song Qiaoxi looked at her father holding a watermelon knife, looking strange and scary. She stood up and protected him in front of Chu Jin for the first time, "Dad, what are you doing with the knife? Please put the knife down first and have something to say..... ."

"Lao Song! What does it look like holding a knife? It scares the child." Qiao Qin quickly got up from the chair, snatched the watermelon knife from Song Jianguo's hand, and pushed him with an elbow. "You didn't buy two. Is it a watermelon? There is one on the balcony. Take that one."

Song Jianguo frowned and went into the kitchen without saying a word.

Song Qiaoxi watched the marble floor fall into a smashed watermelon, and felt so distressed!

It's not summer, is it easy to eat watermelon, or the red seedless watermelon...

She even wanted to pick one, to see if there was any piece that didn't touch the ground, could she take the opportunity to pick it up and take a bite?

There is nothing more enjoyable than eating iced watermelon with the heater on. This refreshing feeling is second only to the quilt with the air conditioner on in summer.

It's a pity that Song Qiaoxi's careful thoughts have long been seen through by Chu Jin.

"You wash your hands, go straight upstairs after washing your hands, here I will clean up." Chu Jin pulled Song Qiaoxi aside, and whispered a few words in her ear.

"I can't go up wow," Song Qiaoxi eagerly replied, "I'll go up, my dad won't take a watermelon knife for a while, what can you do if you change a cleaver?"

"Xixi, you go upstairs and don't mix up downstairs." Mother Song brought a garbage bag and a large roll of kitchen paper, and lifted her chin to the girl.

"Mom... look at Dad and him..." Song Qiaoxi stomped her feet in a hurry.

"Good, obedient, go upstairs." Qiao Qin's tone softened, and patted her shoulder, "Is there a mother who looks at your dad and is not at ease? Chu Jin has something to say to us, what are you doing with you? Come on. Go downstairs."

At this moment, Song Jianguo came out holding another watermelon, and his expression was much calmer this time.

Cut half a watermelon and inserted a stainless steel spoon between the red and crisp watermelon. He handed it to Song Qiaoxi, "Go upstairs and eat, listen to your mother, how do you really think I can do everything?" He is the child I raised, just like his own."

"Oh..." Song Qiaoxi felt relieved with the words of her father, holding half a watermelon and turning her head three times upstairs.

The watermelon that my father bought today is really delicious, crunchy and sweet, and very watery.

It's a pity that Song Qiaoxi couldn't eat after a few spoonfuls, she was still thinking about the three people talking downstairs.

She didn't know how long her parents were going to talk to Chu Jin, so she went into the bathroom of her room and took the shower in advance, so she didn't know what time she would wait.

When she came out of the bathroom with her wet hair, she heard her mother knock on the door of her room.

"Mom, are you finished talking?" Song Qiaoxi rushed forward and hugged her mother's arm.

"Your dad still wants to chat with Chu Jin alone, it's okay, don't worry about it," Qiao Qin touched Song Qiaoxi's hair, "So wet? Come on, mom will blow it to you."

Qiao Qin pressed the girl in front of the dressing table, and adjusted the hair dryer to the warm position as she did when she was a child, first dried her scalp carefully, and then half-dried the hair near the end of her hair.

Song Qiaoxi seemed to have returned to the old house in the Qizhou compound with a scorched hair dryer. The twelve-year-old was annoyed by her first love, and her mother gave her all the patience and relief.

"We Xixi has grown up and will be 20 years old in June. She is really a big girl." Mom's voice was very soft, turned off the hair dryer, and gently ran her hair with her fingers.

For some reason, Song Qiaoxi felt a little bit to cry. She turned around and hugged her mother's waist, her voice muffled, "Mom, I really like Chu Jin, I know you and Dad treat him like a child, but, I have never regarded Chu Jin as an older brother..."

"Mom knows, thinking about it now, sometimes you can really see some clues. But you two have been in front of me every day, and have been close since childhood. Mom didn't think about that." Mother Song touched Song Qiaoxi's long hair comfortably. , The voice said softly, "Mom will not object to your relationship, but I am afraid that you are young and may not be able to fully distinguish the friendship between love and childhood childhood. Moreover, Chu Jin came up and said that he wanted to marry you. Being in love is one thing, married life is another."

"I know, we are really not children anymore." Song Qiaoxi defended, but apart from the thought of "not children anymore", there was no other reason.

"Xixi, love can be impulsive, but marriage and family are responsibilities. Have you ever thought about it, if you and Chu Jin fall in love, and finally find that two people are inappropriate, if you break up, it will have a great impact on both people and our family. Big. Two people, whether it is a boy or a girl, will be hurt.

Mom just hopes that you can be more cautious. You are your mother's biological daughter, and Chu Jin was also brought up by her mother. The palms and backs of the hands are all meat. Neither of you, mother wants to be hurt..." Qiao Qin confessed to her daughter.

"I understand what my mother said." Song Qiaoxi listened to her mother's words, and understood her worries, "I grew up with Chu Jin, and the most important thing is the tacit understanding. What kind of person is Chu Jin, You and Dad know the best, that there is no problem with other people's character, and they are working hard and motivated.

The most important thing is that we like each other. Mother, Chu Jin and I are serious, not in love with that kind of chat mentality.

I, I am willing to marry him, instead of letting me marry a wild man who knows nothing in the future, isn't Chu Jin the best choice? "

It seems that Song Qiaoxi's long talk was bluffed, and Qiao Qin was moved by her confession of true feelings.

Perhaps, the feelings when I was young were so sincere and passionate, desperate.

Qiao Qin smiled. She and Song Jianguo were never the kind of stubborn and old-fashioned parents. "Mom never said that Chu Jin is bad? I just think that Chu Jin is really a little quick to mention marrying you. "

"Hmm..." Song Qiaoxi nodded, she admits it herself.

"However," Qiao Qin paused and continued, "Life is your life. You and Chu Jin are both grown-ups. You must learn to be responsible for your own lives. Therefore, your mother will not interfere with you."

"Really?" Song Qiaoxi heard the best news in the world, and almost jumped up excitedly, and then asked a little nervously, "What about Dad?"

"Well, it's up to Chu to do her best." Mother Song clicked on her daughter's forehead and laughed that she was really not reserved at all.

-

I don't know how long it took before Song Qiaoxi was about to fall asleep lying on the bed before hearing someone's footsteps going upstairs.

She sat up from the bed, jumped out of the bed and opened the door. She finally felt relieved when she saw Chu Jin appeared in front of her intact.

Pulling him into the house, carefully closing the door of the room, Song Qiaoxi touched him up and down uneasy, and asked nervously, "Dad didn't do it, right?"

"Xixi, itchy..." Chu Jin caught her little hand that was touching everywhere and fixed it on his heart, making sure not to move, and then took it to his lips and kissed him, "Why? Uncle Song won't do anything with me. ."

"Who makes my father look like a boyfriend every time I make a boyfriend, and looks terrifying." Song Qiaoxi pursed her lips and said unhappily.

Chu Jin hugged her, "That's just to scare you and prevent you from falling in love early."

"Oh, does he oppose us?"

"No," Chu Jin paused and smiled, "I don't support or oppose it. Let us develop freely."

"Really! Dad really said that?" Song Qiaoxi put her arms around Chu Jin's waist and put her chin on the button of his shirt. "You didn't lie to me? Thank God, Comrade Song Jianguo doesn't object to me, so I can rest assured."

"Don't believe me, go ask Uncle Song yourself?" Chu Jin buried his head in her sweet apricot-scented hair, and kissed her neck closely.

"I, I don't want to ask. How can I ask this, I am embarrassed..." Song Qiaoxi's breathing was a little short, trying to hide but couldn't avoid it.

The door of the room was locked and the light was off.

"No, no..." Song Qiaoxi said angrily, "Nothing..."

"Don't go in..." Chu Jin swept away her sweaty forehead, pecked and kissed her forehead, nose, chin, earlobes...

Song Qiaoxi rubbed her sore wrist and sat on the carpeted floor with anger, Chu Jin put her in her arms from behind and coaxed softly, "I'm sorry, Xixi."

"Which way do you apologize?" Song Qiaoxi stretched out her hand, and let Chu Jin rub her a bit angrily, her hand hurting...

While rubbing his wrists for the little girl, Chu Jin pondered for a moment, remembering what Uncle Song had said to him.

Young people can fight for their careers, but Chu Jin, uncle tells you as a past person that the most important thing for a person is his family.

Only a man who puts his family first can really do a good job.

"I used to think that some of my ideas were wrong. I always wanted to do many things in one step to achieve success. For example, how much money can be made at one time, and how big a house can be bought with the money? The money spent on me will be returned to them within a few years by my own ability, so that you can live a good life..." Chu Jin said slowly in a soft voice.

"I never cared about this, don't you know?" Song Qiaoxi was sour in her heart, she never knew, Chu Jin would think so much, "It's okay for us to rent a house, and you haven't graduated yet. I haven't graduated either. We are all students. When I graduate, the studio will be able to make money after it is running. Isn't it good for us to work together to make money and buy a house? These responsibilities are not yours alone..... ."

"Okay," Chu Jin clasped her fingers together, "Xixi, I want to discuss something with you..."

After that, he explained the entire process of applying for the Caltech exchange.

"..." Song Qiaoxi opened her mouth, she was so startled that she couldn't speak, and then she asked after a while, "If you go to LA with me in September this year, what will your company do? Can't be left alone? You are too self-willed..."

"The company is just ready to open up the international market. It is most suitable for me to go to the United States to lead the team. California itself is very suitable for Internet entrepreneurship... However, these are not important. The important thing is that I don't want to be separated from you anymore. "Chu Jin held her tighter.

Suddenly dazzled by happiness, Song Qiaoxi's nose was sour, and her body leaned softly in Chu Jin's arms.

Returning home impulsively this time, she obviously wanted to give him a birthday surprise.

But now, it turned out that Chu Jin gave himself one after another surprise...

"UCLA and Caltech take more than half an hour to drive. I have obtained my driver's license. I will buy a car when I return during spring break. We can rent a house in the middle of the two schools." Song Qiaoxi has begun to imagine that the two of them are like ordinary couples together. Eat, study and do homework together, and live together.

This is the sweetest thing for young lovers who work hard in a foreign country.

"Just set up a set close to UCLA, I can do it." Chu Jin kissed her on the cheek.

"I want to rent a house with a big yard, with a swimming pool in the yard!"

"good."

"I also want to raise a dog like Lucky. After graduation, we will bring it back to China, so that Lucky will have company and won't be alone." Song Qiaoxi said, playing with Chu Jin's slender fingers.

"good."

"I will buy a MiniCooper when I go back, but you are so tall, will you not be able to get in?"

"Buy if you like, but...when I go, buy an X5."

Song Qiaoxi leaned her head back and asked inexplicably, "Why?"

"The Mini is too small, the X5 has a larger space and is convenient for doing things..." Chu Jin bends the corners of his mouth in the dark, raised his hand, and rubbed the soft lips of Song Qiaoxi with his fingertips, with an ambiguous expression. Lingering*.

"You..." Song Qiaoxi felt that she was going to collapse.

This person is really uncontrollable! ! !

-

At the beginning of September 2010, Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi, who had returned to China for the summer vacation, flew from Beijing T3 Terminal to Los Angeles.

This time, Song Qiaoxi’s song in Ipod is no longer the song "Dear, Why Are You Not By My Side" when she left Beijing in 2008.

It was not March 2010. In order to give Chu a birthday surprise, the song "Across the Ocean to See You" played in a loop when flying from Los Angeles to Beijing.

The plane entered the stratosphere, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin each had a headset, and the song "Unparalleled Beauty" was played by Sodagreen in 2008 on the Ipod.

"The kite in the sky flies in the sky, and the people on the ground are chasing on the ground. If you are worried that you can't fly, you have my butterflies...I have, your grassland."

He found his butterfly, and accompanied his butterfly to find another grassland.

Before returning to China for the summer vacation, Song Qiaoxi moved out of Li Chuchu's apartment.

It's not so much moved out, it's better to be moved away half-coaxed and half-coaxed by Wang Junyang.

Wang Junyang’s rich second-generation friend has a house near UCLA that fully meets the needs of Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, and rents them to them at a very suitable price.

As soon as the contract was signed, Wang Junyang took the initiative to help Song Qiaoxi pack her things and move house the next day. The positive energy made Song Qiaoxi feel that his "human nature" had been wiped out, and he could not wait to "dove to occupy the magpie's nest" immediately. .

After Wang Junyang met Chu Chu, he was like a different person, no one skipped class, no more decadence or loss.

He is talented and smart. After talking with Chu Jin several times on the phone, he actually started to do market research on professional e-sports, and he planned to move the concept of foreign e-sports clubs back to China for development.

Chu Jin suggested that he consider the Shanghai stock market for the implementation of the project. One reason is that Wang Junyang’s mother’s contacts and resources are in the Shanghai stock market. The other reason is that the Shanghai stock market is one of the most open cities in China, and it will be faster to accept new things. An international city can also be linked to live broadcasts that have just become popular nowadays.

On the night that Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi arrived in Los Angeles, Wang Junyang and Li Chuchu were picked up together.

In a foreign country, the first meal I ate was hot pot, and it was a very happy thing to be accompanied by friends who grew up with me.

After everything settled down, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin went to the pet shelter to adopt an invisible skewers dog, named Pocky, which was the name of her favorite biscuit.

Chu Jin often traveled for a while, and Wang Junyang was also busy flying to other continents to inspect e-sports clubs. Song Qiaoxi took Pocky to Chu Chu's house for a meal.

One day, she accidentally saw a green backstage on Li Chuchu's computer screen.

Seeing quite familiar, Song Qiaoxi thought for a while, slapped her forehead, and yelled on the spot: "Chu Chu! You, you are actually Jinjiang's wife?"

"Ah..." Li Chuchu smiled, "I just wrote nonsense, I just write for fun, and the pen name must be kept secret for me. Don't disclose it to anyone, Wang Junyang I didn't tell him. "

Song Qiaoxi nodded hurriedly, and approached Chu Chu and asked, "What's your pen name?"

After Li Chuchu told her, Song Qiaoxi covered her mouth and stared at her with wide-eyed eyes, "Madam, I chased your text! No, ma'am, your text that has been pitted for a long time, really doesn’t consider filling in the hole. Is it? Look at my crazy and suggestive small eyes?"

"Uh..." Li Chuchu scratched his head, making a very embarrassed look, "Xixi, I'll just re-open the vest, don't force me to fill the hole... "

"Madam, don't wow!!!"

-

On March 28, 2011, Chu Jin’s 22nd birthday was early in the morning.

As usual, he woke up earlier than Song Qiaoxi, pulled the silk pajamas rolled up to his chest for Song Qiaoxi, and kissed her earlobe.

Song Qiaoxi frowned and hummed a few times uncomfortably, and wrapped herself in the quilt tighter. She was so crazy last night that people still don't have any strength at all.

Chu Jin is really...

Pulling the quilt under her chin, Song Qiaoxi vaguely recalled the blushing heartbeat, she didn't even dare to think about it, she got hot when she thought about it.

I just feel that this thing can't be completely blamed on Chu, who can't help himself temptation every time.

The weather in California in March has a big temperature difference between morning and night, and the outdoor temperature is not low when there is sun during the day.

The house they rented is very private. The backyard faces the mountain, densely planted with maple trees, and there is a constant temperature swimming pool in the yard.

Although the swimming pool is kept at a constant temperature, last night, he came out of the swimming pool with a little girl who was trembling all over his body, and just a few steps made her catch a cold.

Before going to bed, Song Qiaoxi had a low-grade fever. Fortunately, after taking the medicine, the fever subsided quickly.

Chu Jin got up lightly, changed his clothes, closed the door, released Pocky from the cage, took Pocky out to the bathroom first, and then fed him.

The coffee machine made a cup of coffee, and Chu Jin drank the coffee, turned on the computer and started replying to emails, browsing the news of the day by the way.

At this time, the phone prompts the speaker.

When I opened it, it was a birthday greeting message sent by a domestic friend. Chu Jin looked at Ding Yi’s two-yuan-two red envelope and 22nd birthday greeting. He was dumbfounded and swiped through WeChat Moments.

"Huh?" Chu Jin stared at a circle of friends, lost in thought.

After a while, he dialed the fixed lines of Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao in China.

"Xi Xi?" Qiao Qin answered the phone and thought it was a girl from the American area code, "It's exhausted, I get up so early? I know, Xi Xi definitely can't get up."

"Aunt Qiao, is Uncle Song at home?" Chu Jin asked. He typed a few lines on the computer, pressed the Enter key, and looked at the computer screen to confirm the content of the Moments.

"Here, what's the matter?" Qiao Qin said.

Chu Jin said in a calm tone: "I want to talk to you and Uncle Song. This summer, Xixi and I will go back to China to get a certificate and hold a wedding."

"So fast? No, don't you two graduate in a year?" Qiao Qin was a little confused when she heard her voice.

"Aunt Qiao, I have to return to National Tsing Hua University to finish my studies in my senior year. If I get married at school, I can get two extra credits. This year... Well, what if I don't have enough credits in the United States?" Chu Jin He pulled a lame reason casually, "nonsense" in a serious manner.

The Song couple in Beijing originally wanted to ask a few more questions, so Chu Jin hung up the phone first when he had something to do.

They both looked at each other, knowing that the bigger Chu Jin and Xixi got, the more ideas they had. Didn't they expect that they would even arrange their wedding dates clearly?

Song Jianguo had an expression of seeing a ghost. Qiao Qin was amused when he saw it, and he was busy comforting him, "The two children are living together, and getting a wedding certificate is nothing more than a formality."

"Xiao Qiao, don't mention the word'cohabitation' with me. I feel uncomfortable when I mention it." Song Jianguo's eyes turned to the sky, and goose bumps all over his body.

"Oh, isn't it a good thing for a girl to marry everything? You said to yourself that you know the roots and the bottom, and you raised it by yourself, and educate yourself. What can you worry about? If you don't worry about doing everything, then you don't worry about yourself. "Qiao Qin can figure out her husband's temper best, and deliberately agitated him.

"It's not that I don't like Chu Jin, I am, oh, who is willing to marry a daughter when he is a father? Lao Ding is not willing either!" Song Jianguo said.

"Hey, Lao Ding joked about you at that time, saying that our family had a son-in-law, and he was really talking about it," Qiao Qin felt funny when he thought of it, and he held her husband's shoulder and laughed for a while, then suddenly She stopped and said in surprise, "Oh hello, Lao Song, how can you still lose the golden peas at such an age?"

"I didn't!" Song Jianguo was not angry.

Sometimes, he really wanted to cut the head of any man close to her girl like a watermelon...

Chu Jin sneezed a few times here, always feeling that someone was saying bad things about him, and then called Mr. Chu again.

When the old man received this call, he was so happy that he was about to fly.

The old man Chu babbled and said: "Exhaust, this time is very tight, don't you know how troublesome it is to prepare for the wedding, let me take care of this. Choose the best hotel in Beijing and choose Xixi A full set of emerald jewelry, as well as set-up fees, wedding fees, and all these miscellaneous fees must be covered by our family. By the way, there is also a wedding room, which is located close to home. Our community has a small set. I think Lou Wang is very good. The transfer of the account under my own group is convenient. I arrange for Zheming to do it right away."

"Grandpa, we do not hold the wedding in Beijing, but in Qizhou. I am going to contact Uncle Ding's restaurant. I have already paid the deposit for the wedding room. I can apply for a loan when I go back during the summer vacation. You don't have to worry about it." Chu Jin calmed down on the phone. Said.

"Then I don't care, do you like the wedding room or not, or if you don't, I will write directly under Xi Xi's name." Old man Chu talked with his grandson more and more casually, and he had already begun to put on his grandfather's "arrogance".

In fact, it is still a kind of "acting like a baby" by the elderly.

In the end, Chu Jin explained to Mr. Chu for a long time, but it didn't make any sense to him.

Mr. Chu's attitude is very clear. If you don't want it, I will hang it under Xixi's name. All jewelry and betrothal gifts will be sent to Song's house, and you can take care of the rest.

-

When Song Qiaoxi heard the news that the compound was going to be demolished, she was cleaning the lens in the photography studio. The expensive lens in her hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Chu quickly caught it with all his eyes and hands.

That was the home where she had lived for more than ten years. There were big trees in the compound that had grown for decades. The house didn't look so old. How could you demolish it?

Chu Jin said that it will be completely demolished at the end of 2011, and the newspaper will sell the land and will rebuild it into a high-rise apartment building.

"So..." After Chu Jin explained the causes and consequences, leaning on the windowsill of the sunny studio, the whole person seemed to be shining. "Xixi, let's return to China during the summer vacation and get married, while the compound has not been demolished. "

"Okay." Song Qiaoxi raised her head and promised simply and neatly.

She is not a person who cares about form, what Song Qiaoxi really cares about is the real emotion between two people.

The relationship between the two people is there. The certificate and the wedding are nothing more than a ceremony. It can be done anytime.

"Then I will ask the assistant to make an appointment. Take the time to go and order the wedding dress, right?" Chu Jin used a BlackBerry phone, and typing on the full keyboard was faster. He said while sending an email to the secretary.

"Good." Song Qiaoxi nodded.

"I have to buy some more souvenirs to go back. I'll make a list."

"good."

After Chu Jin sent the email, he pecked the corner of Song Qiaoxi's mouth, his phone rang again, and turned to the window sill to answer the phone.

When he hung up the phone, Chu Jin found a pair of cool little hands hugging him from behind. Song Qiaoxi put her head on his back, her voice was nasal, "Time flies, it's 2021, Chu Jin, I still remember what you were like in 1996..."

"I also remember you in 1996," Chu Jin held her hand and followed Song Qiaoxi's words. "I still remember that meaty foodie Xiao Nuo Tuan, with two short legs, like a small tail. Like, it sticks to me everywhere, I can't shake it off."

"That's because you are the son-in-law of my family. Of course, you have to cultivate feelings since you were young." Song Qiaoxi said without shame.

She missed everyone in the compound very much. Even if she got married, everyone would get together again at the end.

When the demolition is really done, it will really be separate things, maybe it will take a long, long time to meet again, right?

Pocky made a "sobbing" coquettish sound at her feet. This was a very clingy puppy.

Song Qiaoxi bent down and picked it up, and Pocky would lick her cheek like Lucky.

Song Qiaoxi will turn 21 this summer.

She wants to marry, the first and last man she likes in her life.

-

Saturday, July 16, 2011.

The wedding ceremonies in the north are all held in the morning. At the entrance of the high-end restaurant opened by the Ding family in Qizhou, a wedding company's convoy drove over early in the morning.

Before 7 o'clock in the morning, Ding's parents rushed to the restaurant, personally staring at the employees and the people of the wedding company to make preparations for the wedding scene, and there was no room for sloppyness.

Song Qiaoxi is equivalent to the second daughter of the Ding family, and the Ding family's couples are completely governed by the specifications of marrying Ding Miao.

The compound was demolished in half a year, and some of the neighbors had already moved out, but the neighbors from the old neighbourhood who were close to the Song family received invitations even if they did not live in the compound.

Whether it is Xiao Sun reporter who has left the system long ago and chose to start his own business and is now a big belly middle-aged man, or has been living in a nursing home, he still relies on the "talk show OG" grandfather Sun, who is still popular in nursing homes with his eloquence, or Looking at the neighbors, uncles and aunts of Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin who grew up in the compound, they all promised that they would come to attend the wedding of the two children that day.

Xia Qiumeng married Cheng Lidong as soon as she graduated, and gave birth to a big fat boy in the second year. The little guy has just turned one year old this year, which is the most fun time.

Being invited by the Song family to be a "rolling boy", he was very happy.

The little guy was hugged by Cheng Lidong early in the morning, crawling around with saliva on the red sheets covered with red dates, peanuts, and longans in Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, and honorably completed the "mission."

Song Qiaoxi's classmates in Foreign Languages ​​and R University High School also took advantage of the summer vacation to attend her wedding. The young people in their early twenties were full of energy. A group of people followed the Song family under the command of Wang Junyang.

Today, the emcee of the wedding is Ding Yi.

It took him and Liang Shanshan for more than a month to prepare a surprise for Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin at their wedding.

This secret was maintained until the wedding, no matter who asked them what it was.

The bridesmaid group is Ding Miao, Liang Shanshan and Li Chuchu, and the best man group is Wang Junyang and Zhao Xin, except for Ding Yi, the emcee of ceremonies.

Liang Shanshan and Li Chuchu accompanied Song Qiaoxi in the bridal dressing room to make up and change clothes. Ding Miao and Wang Junyang helped Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao in the field to receive guests. They were all old acquaintances in the compound. "The child went just right.

Qiao Qin wore a dark red fishtail dress today, and her exquisite makeup couldn't hide the obvious wrinkles at the end of her eyes, but anyone who looked at it knew that she was definitely a stunning beauty when she was young.

The bride’s father Song Jianguo wore a custom-made suit, which was brought by the son-in-law to buy it. His thick curly hair was half white, fixed with hairspray, and his beard was cleanly shaved. He was also called Qi when he was young. Fan of "Fei Xiang" in the state.

The couple of Song family and the old neighbors who rushed to greet each other. Qiao Qin saw Mr. Chu walking in from the front door accompanied by Aunt Fang and Mingzhe on crutches, and hurriedly urged Song Jianguo to meet him.

"Miaomiao, bring the corsage for Grandpa Chu to pin it on." Qiao Qin's voice increased, and he waved to Ding Miao who was not far away.

"Come on, Auntie." Ding Miao was dressed in a water-blue bridesmaid's gauze dress, with a corsage in her hand, floating over like a cloud on the horizon, and pinned Mr. Chu to his chest, not forgetting his sweet mouth. Say, "Grandpa Chu, your dress today, wearing gold glasses, looks very much like aristocrats in the Republic of China, at least twenty years younger than your actual age!"

"This child, his mouth is so sweet." The old man Chu smiled happily, and under the guidance of Ding Miao, he took a seat and sat down at the main table.

The table next to it is extremely lively, with a few old neighborhood neighbors.

"Editor Wang," an old neighbor greeted Wang Junyang's father, and after a few words he started to joke, "I thought your family Yangyang would marry the editor-in-chief of Song's daughter. You didn't talk about Xixi since they were young. Is it your daughter-in-law? Look, the good son-in-law who was raised by Editor-in-Chief Song will get on board first."

"Old Geng, it's a matter of years, it's all a joke," Editor Wang patted an old neighbor on the shoulder, and said freely and proudly, "My family Yangyang now has a girlfriend. Delicate and talented, he studied film at a prestigious American university. I heard Yang Yang said that he is still a part-time great writer!"

After finishing speaking, Editor-in-Chief Wang was busy again to greet others.

Almost all the guests entered, and there was nothing wrong with Ding Miao in the front court. She stepped out of the hall on high heels and pushed open the door of the bride's dressing room.

The bridal dressing room of Ding's family is very large, more than 100 square meters, divided into three rooms, separated by sliding doors.

Uncle Song Qiaoxi’s cousin gave birth to a pair of twins four years ago. Her four-year-old nephew and niece are wearing small suits and veil skirts, leaning on the sofa, holding an Ipad and watching "Little Pig Peppa" and "Qiaohu".

"Xixi, if you look at the current zero and zero, you know to watch the Ipad without moving." Ding Miao unscrewed a bottle of water and sat on the sofa next to Song Qiaoxi, "Where is it like when we were young? There are people running and jumping, playing sandbags, jumping rubber bands, etc. When we were young, did we climb the old locust tree in the compound to get the locust flower?"

"Puff, Miaomiao, did you remember it wrong?" Song Qiaoxi was wearing a white bathrobe, and the makeup artist was putting false eyelashes on her. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to move, and tried her best to smile, "Climbing the tree to lure the locust flower. Ding Yi, Wang Junyang and I did it. At that time, they were still the "Little Three Gang" without you. When you were young, you were similar to Huanhuan and Lele. They were addicted to watching Ipad, and you were addicted to reading."

"Xixi, do you drink saliva?" Li Chuchu approached her with big eyes flashing, and handed Song Qiaoxi a glass of warm water with a straw to moisturize her throat.

"Thank you Chu Chu." Song Qiaoxi and Li Chuchu didn't dare to speak too loudly for fear of frightening her.

The makeup artist fixed the makeup and smoothed Song Qiaoxi's long curly hair, and her task was temporarily completed.

"Xixi, don't you do your hair?" Liang Shanshan just ran out to answer the phone, and stepped on the 15-centimeter-high Hengtian "Ba Da Ba Da" and rushed in. Song Qiaoxi was dumbfounded.

"Today, our bride's hair will be combed by our bridegroom officer." Ding Miao snapped his fingers and pointed outside the door.

She greeted Chu Jin in advance and asked him to come to the bridal dressing room when he received the message.

Chu Jin walked in in an exquisite tailored suit and nodded and smiled at the girls who were bridesmaids.

"It's okay, let's avoid it and give the bride and groom some personal space." Liang Shanshan wittily pushed the big guys out and closed the sliding door intimately.

Only Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin remained in the dressing room.

Song Qiaoxi looked at herself in the mirror, and at Chu Jin in the mirror, the two of them looked at each other and smiled coincidentally.

"It's so beautiful today." Chu Jin praised her from the bottom of his heart, and skillfully took up the comb to comb her bride's hair. Since Song Qiaoxi was six years old, he has combed her braids for six or seven years.

"Hey, do you remember that when I was a child, I didn't know what was wrong with my tendons. I was pestering you and asked you to give me the hairstyle of Bai Suzhen? In the end, I just broke you down, and I quit my comb... Song Qiaoxi laughed out loud, sticking out her tongue playfully.

"When you were a kid, you were really skinny. Didn't I just come back honestly and braid you after I fell the comb? Really, I can't do anything with you since I was a kid." Chu Jin shook his head helplessly, and the effort did not stop. .

Help Song Qiaoxi organize the broken hair, divide it into sections, weave it into strands of braid, and then coil the entire hair, a series of movements are as smooth as flowing water.

The delicate and beautiful braided hair reveals Song Qiaoxi's beautiful white neck.

Chu Jianshou