Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Song Qiaoxi likes all the small animals in nature, the cute and furry small animal cubs are the cutest.

In the same way, she is least likely to see anyone bullying the weak.

Good little chicken cubs, you provoke you, want to bully them like this?

Seeing Jiang Qisheng and the others squeezed the chicken's wings without seriousness, and flicked it back and forth, the chicken's cry was high and low, obviously with panic, and they were so angry that they could not wait to give them a crit on the spot.

"Jiang Qisheng, you grab the chicken's wings so hard, the chicken will hurt!" When Song Qiaoxi jumped up to Xiao Pangdun's class desk, she wanted to touch the chicken in Jiang Qisheng's hand to save it, and shouted, " You put the chicken down!"

"Slightly, Song Qiaoxi, I warn you not to mess around, I bought the chicken, how do I like it?" Fatty folded the chicken cub's wings harder, lifted it high, and played with his companions. A wink, "Let's continue! My hornet is about to attack you, Decepticons take it! Biubiubiu..."

Jiang Qisheng’s companion picked up a leg of the other chicken and smiled, "I will never admit defeat! I will give you a kick to Foshan Wuyingjia! Hey ha!"

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..."

The cries of the two chicken cubs became weak.

There are not many classmates in the class, a few of them are small ones sitting in the front row.

The few children were all children of the compound. Seeing Jiang Qisheng's arrogant appearance, most of them bowed their heads and did not dare to speak.

Song Qiaoxi's head buzzed with anger, and found that she was too short, no matter how she jumped, she couldn't reach the chicken in the hands of the two tall boys.

In the panic, I had to use my hands and feet together and climbed onto the long bench by the side of the desk, so that I could stand a little higher, and tried to rescue Jiang Qisheng and the little chicken in the hands of the little attendant again.

But Fat Dun and the little follower seemed to tease her deliberately. They found that she was standing on the bench, and they started running back and forth in front of the desk deliberately, not too far, just when she was almost able to reach but couldn't reach it. The place jumped back and forth.

The long bench was unstable, and Nuo Tuanzi cautiously moved his footsteps to chase them, but found that he still couldn't catch up, so he jumped onto the desk in a hurry.

At the moment, she felt that she had finally occupied the high ground.

When I took a look at the arbor, I firmly grasped the position of Jiang Qisheng and the others, and took a step forward with confidence. I felt like I was about to fly like wings. I stretched out my hand and screamed at the "jiji" little girl. The chicken rushed over.

As long as I stepped into the air, the desk also lost balance and tilted to one side.

It's over, so embarrassing...

I closed my eyes, thinking that I would definitely fall into a big horse this time.

Her whole body slumped forward, and her ears were full of loud knocks from tables and chairs.

The time for falling off the table was too short, so short that she closed her eyes nervously, but didn't feel any pain?

How is this going?

Did he really grow wings? !

I imagined that I was flying Nuo Dumpling, and then I realized that a hand dragged the back of her head, and I fell into a soft, familiar smell...person? object? thing? above......

Opening her eyes suddenly, Chu Jin's blue T-shirt was in front of her. Song Qiaoxi found that she was lying in his arms like a koala.

He quickly got up in a hurry, as if he was still pressing Chu Jin's stomach in a panic, the boy gasped on the spot.

After she got up, she still didn't forget to stretch out her hand to pull Chu Jin up from the ground.

Chu Jin frowned and shook his head, grabbed the side of the desk with one hand, and stood up neatly supporting his body.

Two rows of desks and chairs fell, Jiang Qisheng stared at Song Qiaoxi dumbfounded...Chu Jin beside him hung his hands tightly holding the chicken's wings.

More than a year ago, he remembered the fall of the yard's shoulders. On the first day of school, he didn't get the slightest profit from "doing things". Instead, Chu Jin slapped his head and Song Qiaoxi apologized.

Xiao Pangdun knew that Chu Jin was not easy to provoke, it was a hard stubble.

Dad often said to him that barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, those who are ruthlessly afraid of being horizontal, those who are horizontal are afraid of stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of death.

If you run into Chu Jin’s kind of death of both parents, and a child whose whole family is not hungry, you can hide away if you can...

"I, I didn't push it, she wanted to climb up and chase us..." Xiao Pangdun muttered and defended, rubbing behind her classmate, trying to hide behind the lanky little classmate, but How can a huge body escape?

"Besides, the chick belongs to me, she has to be nosy..."

Jiang Qisheng added another sentence.

Song Qiaoxi took the opportunity to **** the chicken from the hands of the two boys, carefully put it on the unfallen desk next to it, and touched the chicken cub's head with distress.

Two chicken cubs huddled together tremblingly, faintly crying, and one leg was obviously lame.

Seeing her eyes are wet, the chick hurts so much...

"Jiang Qisheng, you can't pull the chicken's wings so hard, and you, the chicken's legs are about to be broken, then the legs will break if you pull hard! Don't think about it, if you use an excavator to lift your arms and legs In mid-air, when tossing around like a toy, will it hurt for you?"

Protecting the two chicken cubs with his body, Nuo Tuanzi was a little agitated, and his voice was so loud that he could hear it clearly in the corridor outside the classroom.

"Cough cough, what's the matter? What's the chaotic look like, along the way, you have counted your fifth class the most chaotic, it is really the worst organized and disciplined student I have brought!"

Mathematics teacher Li took the yellow triangle ruler and a stack of homework books into the classroom, and "Pada" pushed the contents onto the podium, his face wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

The first part of the afternoon was teacher Li’s math class. Today, the teacher Feng took her wedding leave. This week, teacher Li is the acting head teacher of the fifth class of the second grade.

"What's the matter with you guys? Hey, hey, why did you bring the chicken to the school, when the school is a rural courtyard, honestly, who owns the chicken?"

Teacher Li walked down from the podium with his hands behind his back, pushed glasses like thick wine bottle caps, and asked sternly.

Song Qiaoxi let go of her hand protecting the chicken, and stood silently aside.

After all, the chicken cub is not hers.

"Ms. Li, it's mine..."

Jiang Qisheng drooped his brain and said in surprise.

"Then what's the matter with you, Song Qiaoxi?"

Before Song Qiaoxi could speak, Xiao Pangdun learned to answer, "Teacher, she destroyed the classroom tables and chairs. Just now Song Qiaoxi jumped onto the table and knocked down the tables and chairs."

"You bullshit, it's obviously that you abused the cubs..."

She just opened her mouth without saying a word, and a figure stood in front of her.

"I found out that Jiang Qisheng and the others abused the little animals and wanted to stop them. They accidentally knocked down the tables and chairs," Chu Jin said with a calm expression. It's crooked, the chicken belongs to Jiang Qisheng, but this doesn't mean that Jiang Qisheng can trample on life wantonly..."

Staring at Chu Jin's straight back with wide eyes, Song Qiaoxi thought that she had heard it wrong, and it took a while to realize that he had taken the fault to herself.

No, you can't let Chu Jin take the blame!

But then, Song Qiaoxi found that she had even been deprived of the opportunity to speak.

For a while, Teacher Li’s bitter melon face seemed to be extremely sad, as if he was too lazy to listen to their excuses, and simply waved his hand, "You all, come back to the office with me, Jiang Qisheng, take your chicken with you! You are also the monitor of the class. Yes, I don’t know how to lead by example? And you, Song Qiaoxi, and the art committee are also class leaders. Jiang Qisheng is fooling around with him.

After speaking, he walked to the door of the classroom without looking back, and shouted again, "The representative of the math class sends the homework and corrects the wrong question first! You guys, come here soon..."

Song Qiaoxi scratched her head unluckily. Teacher Li would have a dark face without losing her temper, and it would be even more frightening when she lost her temper.

Following the trot all the way, Chu Jin's steady footsteps were behind him, and Jiang Qisheng and others complained about each other while pushing and pushing me.

Following Teacher Li's head sullenly, she suddenly heard Teacher Li's mumble muttering to herself, her hands and feet became cold on the spot, and she was shocked in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Feng is still too young, usually too indulgence with the students of Class 5, to see what they are used to, there is no organizational discipline at all, these naughty bastards, if I don't look back, I will invite them to their parents! "

Parents please? !

Don't ask parents...

Today, my father's work is going to choose a house!

If parents are invited, father will not be able to choose a good house! ! !

-

In the office of the second-grade teacher in the elementary school attached to the normal school, there are four small beans standing at Teacher Li's desk.

Xiao Pangdun had two chicks in his hand that kept screaming. He suddenly cried and cried out and yelled in horror, "Ahhhhh! Teacher, Teacher Li, help! Little chicken pulls." Shit, it's pulling my hand!"

The little boy next to Jiang Qisheng pinched his nose in disgust, wishing to jump two miles away.

The troubled Song Qiaoxi was still upset about asking her parents, she couldn't help being stunned when she saw this scene, she laughed out loud, hiding her small face behind Chu Jin.

Secretly sticking out his tongue to Jiang Qisheng, a little bit, have you been punished?

Deserve it!

Teacher Li frowned, found a paper box, asked Jiang Qisheng to put the chicken cubs in, and told him to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.

He unscrewed the teacup, wrinkled the forehead lines on his forehead, blowing on the steaming cup, and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"it's me......"

When Song Qiaoxi spoke, Chu Jin's voice was immediately suppressed.

Chu Jin first opened her mouth, and except for replacing Song Qiaoxi's work with herself, she explained everything else.

The little attendant on the side was scratching his head in anxious manner, and he kept arguing with Teacher Li. When Jiang Qisheng came back, he began to quibble with his cheeks.

The two sides insisted on their own words, fighting for ground.

Mathematics teacher Li has been a teacher at the Primary School attached to the Normal University for more than 20 years. He is nearly 50 years old. He is different from the young and simple Feng Teacher. He is much shrewd.

He knows best that the root cause of the children’s class is not good because of the complicated parental relationship between the children in the class.

After listening to the children, Mr. Li bowed his head and took a sip of tea, feeling like a mirror. Of course, he knew that Jiang Qisheng and his accomplices caused the trouble, and the remaining two children probably went to meet the righteous and brave to save the small animals.

But in the classroom just now, I had a very clear attitude. I already criticized Jiang Qisheng in advance. At this time, it would be inappropriate to hold on to him again.

After all, Jiang Qisheng is the son of Vice President Jiang’s family, and Vice President Jiang also helped his son-in-law arrange the work of the newspaper distribution station. There is absolutely no offense.

Look at Song Qiaoxi again. The little girl’s father is the deputy editor, and the position is not high, right?

But her father, Song Jianguo, is young and capable, and is very popular with the current old president of the newspaper. Maybe he has the potential for promotion in the future, and he can't be offended. What if he is useful in the future?

Chu Jin, as an orphan, there is no need to hesitate.

In summary, it is best to turn this matter into a big one. Just now I deliberately said to invite the parents, but I wanted to frighten this group of lawless **** first.

"Ahem."

Teacher Li put down the tea cup and cleared his throat.

Song Qiaoxi trembled after hearing it, and her palms were all sweaty.

It's over, don't you really want to invite parents?

Pulling his little head, waiting for the final "trial".

What I heard was the news of "Not Guilty Released", "Song Qiaoxi, there is nothing wrong with you here, you can go back."

"Huh?" She looked up for a moment, staring at Teacher Li suspiciously, and explained in a panic, "No, teacher, I brought the table down, not Chu Jin."

"Okay, let you go back, less wordy, do you really want to invite parents? If you don't leave, I'll call your father's editorial department!"

Teacher Li waved her hand impatiently and motioned her to go quickly.

"Ms. Li, it's really not Chu Jin..."

She raised her eyes to look at Chu Jin, and the boy shook his head gently at her, his thin lips moved, beckoning her to go quickly.

"And you three, the teacher thinks that you are the first offender, so I won't invite the parents this time. Tomorrow everyone will submit a copy of the "School Rules" to me," he took up the teacup and screwed on the lid and looked up Look at the wall clock hanging on the wall, "Class will start right away, go back to class, Jiang Qisheng will come to the office to pick up your chicken when you are out of school, you said you are such a big man, bullying the chicken, you... alas, Little young man doesn’t speak martial ethics, so why do you say you are good?"

"Come on, don't stick here."

After receiving the "sacred decree", Song Qiaoxi pulled her sleeves back and walked out of the classroom office in a muffled voice.

Jiang Qisheng and his little attendant, the two boys ran away to the classroom, fearing that Teacher Li would regret it, and they were taking them back to the office.

On the way back to the classroom, Nuo Tuanzi really had mixed feelings.

Fortunately, the parents were not invited in the end, otherwise the hopes of the parents would be lost, but this incident caused Chu Jin to bear the blame, especially sad.

Why is Teacher Li's ears so hard? He just doesn't listen to her explanation!

The little girl patted her forehead with Xiaorou's hand angrily, tilted her head and said to Chu Jin: "I should copy the "School Regulations". It was originally my crime and it was a drag on you..."

"Hey, your words, I dare to hand them in even if I copy them?"

The boy smiled, he didn't have a sad expression at all after being trained, but he even had a smile in his beautiful eyes.

"Oh...that's right, then I owe you a big favor, what can I do?" He lowered his head in frustration and stared at the toe of his shoe. He slapped his forehead, "That's right! I'll go back and write you an IOU. You keep it. Anytime you need me to do anything, you can let me do it for you."

"It's guaranteed to be valid for a hundred years, no, it's valid for a lifetime. If I play tricks, I will be a puppy!"

Patted her chest, raised her face and looked at the boy's eyes eagerly.

"Anything is fine?"

Chu Jin blinked, smiling at the corners of his lips.

"It's you, of course."

"good."

The tall, thin boy nodded slightly.

The light shining in from the end of the corridor seemed to make one see clearly every suspended dust in the air.

Chu Jin looked at the glutinous dumplings bouncing around like small sparrows. The soft afternoon sun seemed to give her a fluffy edge, which looked more like a soft glutinous dumpling.

"Then what do you think of now? I can help you on duty, wipe the blackboard, and carry your schoolbag for you..."

Song Qiaoxi was still chattering in his ear, the little girl was always uncomfortable, and she couldn't wait for him to immediately think of something to do, so she felt relieved.

But in Chu Jin's heart, she really didn't expect anything she could do for herself.

And there are so many things I want to do for her...

Even if the little girl wants the stars in the sky, she wants to help her pick them off?

-

Going home from school, Song Qiaoxi opened the anti-theft netting iron door with the key hung on her chest. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a fragrant smell.

Hmm, little nose sniff...

Lotus Root Pork Ribs Soup!

It's not five o'clock in the afternoon. Mom came back so early today?

"Xixi is back!" After the crackling sound of the bead curtain in the kitchen, mother walked over lightly, smiled softly and sweetly, wiped her hands with her apron and asked, "Did it all? Ask him to come back for dinner earlier today. Mom buys it. I took the pork rib soup in the powder lotus root pot and ate the sweet and sour pork loin at night. By the way, Uncle Wang gave you the'Minghu lotus root', which is fried lotus root for you. Dad bought lotus-flavored duck and jujube steamed buns on the way back."

"Wow, so rich, is it a holiday today?"

Song Qiaoxi took off her schoolbag on the sofa and saw the peeled pomelo on the dining table in the living room. She reached out and put a petal into her mouth.

In an instant, my forehead was flicked by my mother, "Tsk, wash your hands and wash your hands, how many times have you said, wash your hands first when you go home. How many viruses and bacteria are there when you touch this at school? No one will care about you if you are not there."

"Yes!" He obediently saluted, his mouth was filled with sweet and sour juicy, grainy honey pomelo, and he ran to the bathroom to wash his hands contentedly.

In the bathroom, I heard my mother say in a mysterious tone: "When Dad returns tonight, I have good news for you to announce today."

"Okay!" answered her mother loudly, Nuo Tuanzi had already guessed the answer in her heart.

My heart is like pouring a big cup of sweet soda, and the boiling heart is full of sweet little bubbles.

Mom is in such a good mood, she must have chosen Xinyi's house, right?

He muttered the seven-step hand washing song, "Two good friends, holding hands, you carry me, I carry you...", washing hands and hands meticulously according to the steps.

He raised his head and blinked at himself in the mirror, flicking his ponytails, grinning silly.

Hey, my mother is happy, and she is so happy too!

After washing his hands, Nuo Tuanzi grabbed two more grapefruit and stuffed it into his belly, clapped his hands and wrote the homework first.

At 5:45 on time, I asked Chu Jin to come home for dinner. When they got tired and wandered back, Dad also went home from get off work.

Father Song blinked mysteriously at her, with both hands behind him, "Guess what Dad bought today?"

Song Qiaoxi is like a little mouse smelling cheese, her small nose is towering, breathing the smell of the air greedily, licking her lips and stretching out her index finger in front of her, "Lotus duck, green onion pancakes, jujube steamed buns, huh. ..... Marinated chicken gizzards and tiger skin chicken feet?"

"Mom, it's amazing, all guessed right!" Dad exclaimed "tsk tsk", turning his head and shouting to his mother who was busy in the kitchen, "Daughter-in-law, maybe our girl can find a job by nose to eat in the future?"

Then I heard my mother laugh out of breath in the kitchen, "Eating by the nose, what kind of work is that? Police dog..."

"Dad hates it!!!"

Father Song was immediately attacked by her daughter's little pink fist on his waist and stomach.

He hid and laughed and continued to tease her, "Hey, no, ah ha ha ha ha ha, girl, we are also reasonable, isn't it, your mother said you are a police dog, why are you still competing with your father? "

"It doesn't matter, it was the smelly father who said first...huh!"

Song Qiaoxi loves noodles the most. A 7-year-old girl, she was said to look like a puppy in front of her pretty little brother, is it okay?

He turned his back in a huff, put his hands on his chest, and pointed his **** to Dad.

Song Jianguo hurriedly left the big toots in his hands to the dining table, and put the girl in his arms, and kissed her cheeky cheek, "Okay, okay, daddy is wrong, daddy is a stinky dad. Come on, slap your stinky father on the mouth."

The tickled Xiao Nuo Tuan couldn't help but smile, shaking his head to hide, and blocking the "attack" of his father's beard.

"Song Jianguo, come to the kitchen and peel me garlic!"

"Come here."

Finally let go of the relatives and daughters, Song Dad brought a pile of food on the table into the kitchen.

At this point, the TV station was playing "Animation City", and dinner soon started. She didn't mind to do homework, so she turned on the TV and moved a small bench to watch cartoons.

The most recent broadcast was "Little Stupid God". Song Qiaoxi liked to watch it and fantasized about it, did she also live in a three-and-a-half-year-old little Stupid God in her penknife?

A familiar singing voice came from the TV, "Golden foolish, silver foolish, not comparable to our old foolish, old foolish..."

Song Qiaoxi turned her head and glanced at Chu Jin, who was quietly sitting on the sofa and flipping the book, smiled contentedly, and hummed softly to the theme song of the cartoon.

At the table today, the golden fried lotus root is served first.

Qizhou City is rich in a kind of white lotus root called "Minghu lotus root". It is different from ordinary lotus roots. It has a white appearance and is crispy and sweet when eaten raw, which is similar to Dabai pear.

Dad said that when he was a child, there were always vendors in Qizhou City in the 1970s who carried the burden and sold "Minghu lotus root" on the street. The way of eating was particularly interesting.

Whoever wants to buy it, the vendor who sells lotus root wraps the freshly washed section of lotus root with a whole lotus leaf, and then it is the moment to "witness the miracle"!

I saw that the vendor wanted to get lucky and get kung fu, and he patted the lotus leaf bag with his hand and said, "Hey", the lotus root was broken into a bag of small pieces, sprinkled with sugar, and eaten so empty. In fact, it is sweet enough without sprinkling sugar.

Every time my father described the taste, Nuo Dangzi dragged his cheeks and drooled beside him.

Dad always loves to tease her on purpose. Knowing that she is greedy, he will describe it vividly, "Oh, girl, Dad told you that this lotus root in Qizhou City is obviously a vegetable, but it is sweeter than white. Pears and red Fuji apples are more flavorful, with the fragrance of lotus leaves, a small piece of cool entrance, hey, don't mention it!"

The lotus root on the dinner table is made of "Minghu lotus root".

Mother Song's cooking of this kind of deep-fried delicacy is simply amazing.

The lotus-coupling meat filling is made of lean meat mixed with a little fat, and the paste is made with the same batter as the sweet and sour tenderloin, fermented, and the fried shell is crispy and crispy, not greasy, and does not collapse when cold. .

When the lotus root was put on the table, Song Qiaoxi grabbed one with her hands too soon, and carefully blew in, trying to bite the edge...

Wow, mom!

It's so delicious!

The outer skin is crispy, and the lotus root slices inside are crispy with a glutinous texture. Take another bite. When you eat the fragrant and juicy meat filling and the sweet lotus root slices, the feeling is absolutely perfect!

People can't wait to learn from the little mouse on the prairie and sigh, "This is great, my old buddy!"

Song Qiaoxi almost burst into tears on the spot. She was hungry for an afternoon and was "scared" by almost asking her parents at school...

Nuo Dumpling jumped up and said, "Mom! It's really delicious. If only you can eat lotus root every day."

Mother’s silver bells of laughter came from the kitchen, "If my mother made it for you every day, I would have been tired of it."

Chu Jin, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, glanced up at her, shook his head and smiled silently.

"What are you laughing at..." Song Qiaoxi thought he was questioning his own taste. Two little fleshy hands grabbed the two bites of the lotus coupling and rushed to his side, directly touching the lotus coupling in the hands, swiftly. He concealed his ears and threw the bell into Chu Jin's mouth, "You will know if you taste it. If you can't eat it in the future, you will surely cry!"

Chu Jin touched a piece of warm, soft and fragrant...Loupe on his lips, and shrank back behind the sofa with a shocked expression on his face.

Nuo Tuanzi didn't hold back, and the lotus root in his hand also moved back a little.

The coupling that the little girl had bitten was like a full moon with missing horns, and the gap was perfectly stuck on his lips.

The boy's beautiful peach eyes are usually closed lazily, and they look very big without any effort.

But at this time, Chu Jin's eyes widened for the first time.

Song Qiaoxi noticed that he had seen a ghost, her head tilted, thinking he didn't believe in herself, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and try it, it's really delicious!"

There was no retreat behind Chu Jin, and his whole person was suppressed on the back of the sofa.

He pursed his mouth and frowned.

no......

Did you just bite this coupling?

And, you still face me with the bitten one...

Immediately afterwards, his cheeks were so hot that he wished to fry an egg.

Chu Jin desperately shook his head, and pressed his mouth tightly in resistance.

No, it's not possible!

This, this is equivalent to...

It's equivalent to an indirect kiss!