Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Seeing Chu Jin's "I would rather die than surrender" appearance, Song Qiaoxi blinked and took the lotus coupling away from his mouth.

He touched his other hand, and pressed his lips again, muttering to himself: "Is it too hot? It's not hot..."

Oh, I really don’t know good people, don’t you eat such delicious things?

She let out a "whoop" and took another bite in the gap.

Now there is less than half of the coupling left, from the full moon that was billowing to the crooked Xuanyue.

"Really not eating?"

Dangling the remaining bite in front of Chu Jin's eyes, Nuo Tuanzi watched as Chu Jin hurriedly waved his hand and made a "can't stop" gesture.

The whole person shrank in the corner of the sofa, looking at her with a little horror in his eyes.

Song Qiaoxi, who has a simple heart and no distractions, has no concept of "indirect kiss".

Like last time in the boiler room, she naturally grabbed Chu Jin's cup and drank water directly, without even thinking about it, naturally she didn't understand what Chu Jin was resisting.

Seeing her "letting go" herself, Chu Jin took a breath.

He wiped a greasy lips on the back of his hand, trying to control the trembling voice, "You can't give it to others indiscriminately what you have bitten in the future."

"Are you someone else?"

Song Qiaoxi asked subconsciously.

Thinking about the Chinese New Year this year, when he asked himself to accept the 150 yuan red envelope, he was quite unhappy that he regarded him as "someone else."

Shrugged and sighed like Ding Miao.

Alas... the boy's mind is so hard to guess.

With the mentality of "If you don't eat, it will be cheaper for me", Song Qiaoxi put the rest of the lotus root in her mouth, patted Xiaoyoushou, and made a grimace at Chu Jin.

"I......"

Chu Jin ate a dull loss, sulking on the sofa alone with his eyes drooping.

Of course he is not someone else!

However, how old they are, even if they are indirect, they can't kiss each other...

Father Song came out of the kitchen, brought the sliced ​​lotus-flavored duck to the table, and asked them casually: "It's going to start soon, and have your hands washed?"

"Wash, wash!"

Xiao Nuo Tuan couldn't remember the argument just now, and went to the kitchen to help serve the food behind his father's ass, and stole the food by the way...

Oh, this is a table full of dishes, just like Chinese New Year.

The freshly heated jujube-flowered steamed bun in the steamer looks like several beautiful roses, steaming, and the white and plump skin looks extremely fluffy and soft.

Needless to say, the sweet and sour pork tenderloin, the golden and crispy crust is wrapped in orange-red sauce, just smelling the sweet and sour aroma, it will attract people.

A plate full of round golden lotus, folded neatly, layer by layer, like a stack of arhats, even if you open your stomach to eat it is enough.

The sauce-colored lotus-flavored duck is a cold dish with a bright brown-red exterior. The duck's skin is brushed with honey. The fragrance of the lotus leaf is mixed with the sweetness of the duck meat. Whether it is served with steamed buns or eaten pancakes. They are all very exciting.

The last thing on the table was a plate of stir-fried snow peas and boiled noodle lotus root ribs soup. The crisp and tender peas were very green, and there was a strong smell of garlic, but no garlic was visible.

The stir-fried dishes of the Song family never show green onion, ginger, and garlic visible to the naked eye.

Because Song Qiaoxi had accidentally bitten garlic and green onions before, she wrinkled her face and spat out on the spot.

From then on, Mama Song's cooking was first saute, and after sautéing, the onion, ginger, and garlic were picked out separately, and the fragrant base oil was used for cooking.

Song Jianguo can be said to be a happy event today. His title is a senior reporter, which is an intermediate title. He is about to be evaluated as a deputy senior. This time, the house selection is ranked high in the editorial department, only ranked below the editor-in-chief.

It was his turn in the afternoon, let alone, he was really up and down in his heart, playing the drums, his eyelids were always jumping, vaguely, always feeling like something unexpected was about to happen?

Fortunately, everything went well in the end, and I got the apartment on the fifth floor of the first unit of Building 5, which is also Qiao Qin's ideal apartment.

Today, the specifications have come up. Without the Confucian House Wine, he opened a bottle of Jian Nanchun from the Lao Wang brothers.

In front of the two Zai Zai and Qiao Qin were Wang Zai Milk and Jianlibao.

Song Qiaoxi took a sip first. She has recently been crazy about Wangzai milk and Wangzai bubble fruit milk. It is sweet and fragrant, so delicious.

I watched my father pour a small glass of white wine in the wine cup in front of him, screwed on the red lid, and invited the whole family to a toast, "Come on, today I have good news to announce."

Comrade Song Jianguo winked at the girl-girl as if he deliberately sold it out, "Guess what?"

Hey, if this dish is not yet on the table, Nuo Tuanzi can still play with her father, the "play fine".

But the point is that with such a table of good dishes, watching them cool down is nothing short of a "crime".

The little dumpling quickly raised the red can of Wangzi's milk, and gently touched his father's small glass, grabbed Chu Jin's milk can and bumped into it, and touched his mother's Jianlibao, and said coquettishly: "Dad, don't sell it. Well, say it quickly, I can't wait..."

Can't wait to eat it?

"Yes, the good news is that we will be able to get the keys to our new home in March next year. The house is twice the size of the current one, with a three-bedroom house of 110 square meters!"

Comrade Jianguo drew out the wine in the wine cup with a "noise" and was in high spirits.

Mother Song also drank half a bottle of Jianlibao excitedly, her face turned red after drinking, and she didn't know that she was the one who had just finished a cup of liquor.

Just because Dad finished clinking glasses, he habitually said, "I did it, you guys are free."

Dad and Mom looked at each other, and when they saw it, they had discussed in advance.

Comrade Jianguo turned his head and looked at Chu Jin with a smile, and asked him cautiously: "Xiao Chujin, when the new home is renovated next year, would you like to live at home? Look, how troublesome it is to run every day. Isn’t it? It’s so cold in winter and the ground is still frozen. In summer, we’re like a stove in Qizhou, three times a day! Uncle look, you ran over, and you were hungry again when you ran back. I haven’t grown much meat for more than a year. It's still so thin. This time our house can be opened up. There are three rooms. It would be great for you and Xixi to share one."

Song Qiaoxi had just grabbed the chopsticks and started eating, a duck wing almost fell into the soup bowl before it reached his mouth.

However, she quickly entered a state of calmly listening to gossip, with her small ears open, and while biting the duck wing, she glanced at Chu casually to see his expression.

Chu Jin looked calm, put down the milk jug in his hands, and said politely: "Thank you uncle, thank you aunt, I am used to living in the boiler room, so I won't trouble you anymore."

Well, I knew he wouldn't agree, Nuo Tuanzi had guessed it a long time ago.

Retracting the little ears, "Yang Ya Ya" used the newly replaced front teeth to gnaw the duck wings with honey-sweet sauce, and took a bite of the sweet jujube steamed bun.

After spending more than a year with Chu Jin, he has almost grasped his stubborn little temper, but any matter he made up his mind and insisted on, ten cows could not be brought back.

On the contrary, my own dad, who is worrying about his life, wanted to fight hard, but was interrupted by his mother, "Okay, let's talk about it when the time comes. Don't rush your children to eat."

"Yes, yes, eat first. When the uncle hadn't said it, the child thought slowly, don't worry, there is still a long time..."

Song Jianguo was said by his wife, and immediately felt that he shouldn't let the child make a decision so quickly. He picked up a lotus-flavored duck leg with chopsticks and placed it on a small Chu Jin dish, and gave the other duck leg to the daughter.

At the end of this dinner, Father Song was a little bit drunk.

Comrade Jianguo drank a little more wine and talked a lot. He took her daughter's little hand to "remember the bitterness and sweetness", and was stunned by the sweet and sour pork tenderloin and the glutinous dumplings full of sauce.

"Xixi, you are born in a good time now, and you will be a pillar of national construction in the future. You must study hard, you know? Practice your words like dog crawling..."

Xixi cub was dumbfounded: a hundred million a little bit offended...

"Xixi, Dad will work harder in the future. I will comment on the deputy senior title early and save you more dowry and education funds. Dad can write a column of 10,000 words tonight... "

Xixi Cub shook his head and raised his forehead: emmmmm, Dad would rather be like this, so let’s wash and sleep early...

"Xixi, Dad is so happy. Our family has been assigned a new house. Dad has worked so hard for so many years, and finally he can give the family a better life. My daughter is becoming more and more sensible. Daughter-in-law, you Speaking of our girl, why is she so good!"

Xiao Rou's hand was a little bit painful when her father held her, Song Qiaoxi looked at her mother for help.

This, is my father really a little overjoyed today?

Qiao Qin came over and patted Song Jianguo's hand.

He was shocked, and immediately let go of Xiao Nuo Tuan's hand, smiled self-deprecatingly, and shook his feet to clean up the dishes.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin helped parents put the chairs back together, wiped the table, and Chu Jin took the kitchen waste back to the boiler room.

Nuo Tuanzi carefully finished his homework at his desk, spread out his diary, and recorded the "thrilling" moment when he was almost invited by his parents at school today.

Close the notebook and let out a long sigh of relief.

During dinner, I heard my mother say that she was very busy this afternoon, the class was full, and the office didn't stay long.

She was nervous at the time. Fortunately, Teacher Li didn't call her mother, and her mother would call her father's editorial office if she couldn't answer the phone.

If Dad rushes to school, he will miss choosing a house...

etc?

She reopened the diary, holding a pencil in her mouth, and revisited what happened in the afternoon.

After comparing the plot in the original book in the old memory, Song Qiaoxi frowned.

Huh, that's weird?

Combining what happened before, from the moment Chu Jin called the police to rescue her at the train station, although the plot went through hundreds of thousands of times, it finally changed...

But it seems that every time she wants to change the original development trajectory of things, there will be an invisible big hand, or a mysterious force, trying to pull the plot back.

Is it really?

Frown, thought and thought in distress, but felt unable to verify it.

Yawned and closed the diary again.

Song Qiaoxi let herself fall heavily on the small bed and closed her eyes.

If it is what I think, every hurdle in the original plot of Mom and Dad in the future, even if the development direction has been completely changed in the front, will similar things happen to them?

That won't work. If so, won't all your efforts be wasted?

Their family will end up in a hapless cannon fodder...

His eyes widened in an instant, looking at the ceiling.

Xiao Nuo Tuan clenched her small fist, and whispered firmly in faith, "I will definitely be able to protect this home, and believe in myself, I can definitely do it! I will guard the good days of mom and dad, and no one can hurt them!"

She is the successor of socialism in the new era, and she is all righteous!

Don't believe it, but you want to do bad luck?

-

1998 arrived as scheduled. After the beginning of spring, Song Qiaoxi entered the second half of the second semester.

She usually eats lunch with Chu Jin and her mother at home.

The Song family’s lunch has always been relatively simple, and my mother has no time to make complicated dishes. Usually, she buys ready-made dishes or packs them from the unit canteen.

On the table today are freshly roasted beef sesame seeds, coleslaw, cucumbers in vinegar, braised chicken nuggets and millet porridge.

However, starting next week, she and Chu Jin will not go home at noon for dinner and lunch break.

The new house in the newspaper’s compound was built in early March 1998, and the keys will be available next week. My mother will be busy looking for the decoration team and running to decorate the building materials.

There was really no time to cook for them at noon, so I simply signed up for the "Red Flag Small Dining Table" next to the Normal Primary School.

The "Red Flag Dining Table" was opened by a retired teacher from the attached elementary school. It is in the normal family yard, and it takes less than ten minutes to walk away from the school.

It saves the time of taking the bus back and forth, and can rest a little longer.

Song Qiaoxi has no objection. She is a safe cub. She has a perfect ability to adapt to the environment. She can do anything. She is comfortable wherever she goes, not to mention the beauty.

Chu Jin wanted to help Song mother save someone's expenses. He could go to the newspaper cafeteria to eat.

Just watching Song Qiaoxi look at him with the same pitiful eyes as the puppies, for a while, she agreed to accompany her to the small dining table.

After lunch, Song Qiaoxi didn't take a lunch break, and took Chu Jin to knock on the door of sister Qiu Meng's house on the fourth floor.

My sister helped her wash the photos last week, and she said she would go to the house to get them at noon today.

Chu Jin was a little cautious, did not follow Xiao Nuo Tuan into Xia Qiumeng's room, took off his schoolbag and sat in the living room reading.

Song Qiaoxi followed her sister into the room like Qiu Meng's little tail.

This is not the first time to come to Qiu Meng's sister's house, but she likes her sister's room, which is very cool.

A large map of the world is posted on the wall, as well as pictures of places of interest around the world, some of which are cropped from magazines.

Maybe a little girl at this age likes to play with older children, and think they know a lot, maybe it reflects the desire to grow up in their hearts?

Every time she came, Song Qiaoxi always took her sister Qiu Meng tirelessly, wanting her to talk more about what the outside world is like?

Today my sister told her a little funny story, which I saw in "The World Is Wonderful" of "Zhengda Variety Show". It happened that Nuo Tuanzi didn't read that issue. She was holding a stack of photos while watching her sister.

"Really? There really are water monsters in Loch Ness, and the shop next to it also sells Loch Ness monster dolls?"

She was fascinated by it, and she didn't turn over the photos anymore. The mysterious legend of the water monster had a perfect attraction to the cubs.

"Yes, a water monster doll is quite expensive. It costs twenty pounds, which is equivalent to more than two hundred yuan to buy a rag doll." Qiu Meng's voice is gentle and peaceful, with a soft long hair tied into a princess's head, hanging over her shoulders. , She coughed gently and covered her chest, her cheeks flushed, "Ahem, my future dream is to travel the world."

"Travel around the world!"

Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened and exclaimed. This was the first time she had a concept of the word "dream".

"Yeah, with a camera, I walked around...cough cough, walked around every corner of the world..." Qiu Meng panted a little, and Nuo Tuanzi wanted to come forward and pat her back, she No need to wave his hand, "Old problem, it's okay, what is Xixi's dream?"

"my dream?"

When asked by sister Qiu Meng abruptly, Xiao Nuo Tuan was really a bit stuck.

What is your dream?

When she was still in the orphanage, she never thought about this problem, just thinking about how to grow up quickly and leave the orphanage to have a life of her own.

But when she came here and accepted the original owner's entrustment, she seemed to protect this home well, and protecting Chu Jin well became her goal.

But ask yourself, what do you want to be when you grow up, what do you want to do, and what is your dream?

It seems, I haven't thought about it...

What if you think now?

Hmm...Frowning, Song Qiaoxi fell into a state of contemplation.

After thinking about it, the only "dream" that touched her heart and was truly full of expectations and desires, suddenly became unspeakable.

With a hot face, he uncomfortably pinched the paper bag containing the photos with his hands, twisting shyly.

"Why are you shy with sister?"

Qiu Meng smiled and sat beside her, poking Song Qiaoxi's fleshy face.

"Oh, it's not..."

She didn't know how to say it, she was not a twitchy cub, but the harsh word "learning people" is a serious incident in the world of primary school chickens.

That's right, Song Qiaoxi found out that she had taken a fancy to Qiu Meng's dream.

She also wants to travel around the world, and she wants to travel around the world with a camera!

"Sister, I didn't have a dream before. I just thought about it. I think, I also want to have the dream of traveling around the world. I still want to travel the world with a camera like you..."

The little girl had a crisp and sweet voice, grandma's, hesitated to say what was going on, and made an expression that she wanted to "put the lid on the pot" and escape?

"Puff, silly Xixi, what's the matter?" Sister Qiu Meng stopped her shoulders, laughed twice and coughed, and coughed as she said, "Cough...who says dreams are unique," Huan I can have the dream of'Traveling the World', and you can have it. I formally give this dream to you today. We Xixi can have this lovely dream openly."

"Come on, let's pull the hook." Qiu Meng stretched out her little finger and hooked the short, fleshy little finger of Nuo Dumpling. "The hook will not change for a hundred years, and Xi Xi must complete her dream of "traveling the world" with a camera. , Whoever has changed is a puppy!"

"Wow, I have a dream too!"

The door of Qiu Meng's room was not closed. At noon, there were no adults in her house except for the three children.

The voice of the gentle lady, and the voice of the milky little glutinous group came from the room to the living room, and I heard it clearly.

He put down the "Red and Black" in his hand, glanced into the girl's room, frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking himself a question in his heart, "What is your dream?"

Bit his lip and shook his head.

Oh, he is a man who has no dreams...

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.

A familiar scent of milk approached, and Song Qiaoxi poked her double ponytails and poked her hairy little curly head over.

Xiao Nuo Tuan tilted her head, the length of her ponytail was already longer than her shoulders, she swung back indiscriminately, got close and asked him: "Chu Jin, I have a dream! My dream is to travel around when I grow up. The world, take pictures all over the world with a camera, and record the best scenery and people."

"You are so blessed!"

She immediately said another sentence, and the little fleshy hand patted him on the shoulder.

Chu Jin frowned and looked at her suspiciously.

No, you are saying, I, am I blessed?

"Of course you are blessed, because you are my major shareholder. I must have become a very powerful photographer at that time. I can sell a lot of photos for a lot of small money. Sister Qiu Meng said that it can be auctioned. Yeah!" Song Qiaoxi’s eyes seemed to have stars shining, and the whole little face had an expression of "Everything in my dreams", almost drooling, "Don’t worry, I’ll keep my promise, don’t worry about me in the future. How much money you make will be divided into half of you."

Chu Jin held back his smile, squeezing the bridge of his nose.

Uh, really, thank you...

A pair of warm little hands grabbed his wrists, Xiao Nuo Tuan put away his "dreaming" expression, and asked seriously: "What dream do you have? I shared my dream with you. To be fair, you too Share yours with me."

"..."

What are you afraid of? What are you coming for? This time Chu Jin was really overwhelmed.

Song Qiaoxi waited for him patiently for a long time, until the hand holding Chu Jin's wrist sweated slightly, a little hot flashes, and she didn't mean to loosen it.

"Can't you really think of it?"

The little girl bent down and asked in a soft voice, not so bluffing anymore, she seemed a lot quieter all at once, making people quite uncomfortable...

"..."

In Chu Jin's heart, becoming stronger, avenging revenge, and protecting the Song family are the only beliefs in his heart. He has never thought about his future career. What kind of person do he want to become?

He shook his head silently.

Song Qiaoxi asked softly, "Then you, do you like traveling?"

"Don't hate it..."

Chu Jin answered truthfully.

When his parents were still alive, as long as there were holidays, they would take him around the country, the farthest he was to Hong Kong, and he was the first kid in the compound to fly.

To say that he likes to change places all the time, it is far from liking, but he is happy wherever he goes with his parents.

"Then would you like to hang out with me?"

Song Qiaoxi continued to ask.

"Ok......"

Chu Jin nodded affirmatively.

If you are with Nuo Danzi, you can go anywhere.

Song Qiaoxi looked straight into his eyes, her pure black eyes looked like an abyss without a bottom.

The hand holding his wrist tightened, and she boldly said, "Or...or, will you ‘tour around the world’ with me? I’m willing to share my dreams with you."

Xia Qiumeng just went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Hearing what Song Qiaoxi said, she almost spewed a mouthful of water...

Can Xixi Cub?

The dream that your sister just gave you, turned around and gave it to the beautiful little brother "second-hand reselling"?