Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

During the first National Day holiday in 1999, Wang Junyang's mother was busy patrolling the store.

During holidays, the beauty salon has a lot of customers.

Father Wang’s editorial department had to work overtime, and the entire Wang family was occupied by the "Little Gang of Five."

This grand military parade on the fiftieth anniversary of the National Day is like taking 520 glue and firmly sticking five pairs of small eyes to the screen of a forty-inch LCD TV.

Ding Yi, who had just "Ge You Paralyzed" on the sofa, saw a Ji Ling sitting upright at the beginning of the military parade, staring dumbfounded.

Even Song Qiaoxi, who has never dared to be interested in the "aircraft cannon" that boys like, reads with gusto.

Holding the bag of Shanghaojia Shrimp Crackers that was opened by Chu Jin in his hand, he couldn't even bother to eat it, staring at the screen intently.

The sky in the capital, Beijing, was as blue as washes, and the bright red city towers were clustered with flowers. Listening to the TV commentary, more than half a million soldiers and civilians participated in the military parade that day.

Good guys!

More than half a million people, so many!

Watching the live TV footage, accompanied by the majestic military music, one by one in a uniform square walk across the square, making Song Qiaoxi feel passionate, her face is always hot, and a sense of pride emerges from her heart spontaneously.

I want to shout, it's amazing, my country!

"Look at it, look at it, such a big tank, there are machine guns on it!"

Wang Junyang patted Ding Yi's shoulder sharply, excited.

Ding Yi pushed his glasses forward, leaned forward a little, frowned and said, "Why don't I look at it like a machine gun? How can a machine gun be so big?"

"This is an air defense tracked armored vehicle with a self-propelled anti-aircraft gun." Chu Jin said flatly, his eyes continued to stare at the screen, but his face couldn't hide his pride, "I saw in the newspaper that this is the armored regiment of the Qizhou Military Region. Team."

"Chu Jin, you can even remember this, your memory is terrific! I didn't expect our Qizhou to be so good, oh, look, this team is all girls!"

Ding Yi danced excitedly, stretched out his head and said to Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao.

Song Qiaoxi looked at the screen. The beautiful and heroic female soldiers in the team were wearing military-green uniforms on the upper body, wearing a navy blue skirt and black leather boots.

She even felt that the female squad was even better than the male squad!

"Miaomiao, you're so handsome. Didn't you say that you want to be an astronaut when you grow up? Do astronauts also want to be soldiers?"

Song Qiaoxi thought of Ding Miao's dream and asked her by the arm.

Ding Miao focused her head, her big eyes gleaming with stars behind her glasses, she whispered, "Well, astronauts are going to be enlisted in the army, they have to join the Air Force, the selection is very strict and very hard, but... but I am not afraid of hard work. ."

"Miaomiao is so cool, sure to do!"

Song Qiaoxi leaned her head on Ding Miao's shoulder, feeling that Ms. Miao was really the coolest girl she knew.

After watching the military parade, it was already twelve o'clock at noon.

Wang Junyang's phone rang several times, and it was Song's mother who told them to go home for dinner.

Uncle Wang also brought home dumplings packed from Ding's restaurant, and the children were ready to "go back to each house and find each mother" and leave first.

Ding Yi and Ding Miao were going to eat at the mom and dad’s store, and at half past eleven, the siblings left first.

Before leaving, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin cleaned up the leftover snack bags and peels on the coffee table in the living room, and went downstairs with the trash.

"Xixi, do it all, don't bother you two, I'll clean up in a while."

Uncle Wang poured the hot dumplings onto the plate and talked to them while shaking them.

"We will clean up soon. Mom said, going to other people's homes can't make people's homes so messy. If they are messed up, we have to clean them up."

Song Qiaoxi answered obediently, lowered her head and picked up a small plastic bag.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the plastic bag in his hand was snatched by Chu Jin before his hand touched the melon seed peel, hazelnut shell, orange peel, and banana peel on the coffee table.

"Well......"

Looking up at Chu Jin with doubts.

He just glanced at himself casually and shook his head slightly.

"Don't add chaos with you, I'll come."

Chu neatly put all the husk scraps on the surface of the coffee table into a small plastic bag, took a rag, and wiped off the stains on the glass coffee table.

Ugh......

Xixi scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly at Uncle Wang who was looking here.

Sure enough, he was disliked again.

Chu Jin always felt that she was boring to do housework and work, her hands and feet were unwieldy, and she thought she was clumsy, so she was anxious for her just by looking at it.

In my own home, I don't let her do anything at all.

Often when he picked up the broom and dustpan, he was snatched away by Chu Jin...

"What did you two have to eat for lunch today? Since our two families don't live in the same building, uncle your mother's sweet and sour tenderloin hasn't been eaten in a long time."

Uncle Wang asked. He took a sea bowl out of the kitchen and poured seafood pimple soup out of a plastic bag.

The seafood lump soup made by Mama Ding is a must. The soup base is made with shrimp shells and scalloped water in advance. There are not many lumps and the soup is relatively clear.

Inside are diced squid rolls, clams, shrimp meat, sea oyster meat, black fungus, shiitake mushrooms, celery, peeled diced tomatoes and minced ginger.

There is a layer of beautiful egg flowers floating on the surface, the entrance is slippery, moist and smooth, not sticky in the mouth.

Every bite can bite into fragrant seafood and small gnocchi, which is very satisfying.

Song Qiaoxi sniffed the strong seafood smell in the air, swallowed her saliva, and turned her gaze back.

In my heart, I'm not greedy, I'm not greedy, I'm not greedy...

I will be able to have dinner right away when I go home. My mother said on the phone just now that she cooked flavored eggplant, fried mushrooms, stewed pork ribs with beans and potatoes, and moss pork.

The flavored eggplant made by mother is the best. Although Song Qiaoxi still can't handle the pot, she has seen her make it several times in the kitchen.

Cut the tender eggplant into a hob, coat it with starch, and fry the eggplant in a frying pan. Mom always fries things crispy and crispy without being greasy at all.

Put the fried eggplant aside for later use. Leave a little base oil in the pan. After sauteing the onion, **** and garlic, pick it out. Then put soy sauce, sugar and a little vinegar, and put the eggplant into the pan.

The freshly cooked eggplant is the best. The eggplant shell is as hard and crunchy as the candied haws, the inside is tender and soft, and the outside is covered with sweet and sour sauce.

Wow, I'm going to have another bite of rice at this time, happy like a fairy!

Hey, Xixi feels so hungry, she's almost hungry until her soul is out of her body.

"Wang Junyang, go to the kitchen and pour a small dish of vinegar. Seeing my memory, I forgot to pack some laba vinegar from Lao Ding's house, and then bring me a head of garlic."

Uncle Wang waved his hand, commanding Wang Junyang who had just come out of the bathroom to wash his hands.

"Oh, eat garlic again..." Tossing the water in his hand, Wang Junyang glanced at the dumplings on the table and made a grimace at his father, "Dad, you still eat garlic at work in the afternoon, no wonder your office You yourself, others don't dare to come in, right?"

"Hey, you kid, you're a real man, you have to dare to eat raw garlic. It's my own son. He will eat it with me today."

"I don't, just a little bit!"

Uncle Wang Hu touched the back of Wang Junyang's head, walked to the coffee table, took away the garbage bag in Chu Jin's hand, "Okay, let's go home, children, don't throw away the trash, uncle will take it with him when he goes to work in the afternoon. , Go home for dinner, don't make Teacher Qiao wait in a hurry."

"Then let's go back first, uncle Wang goodbye, and goodbye!"

Song Qiaoxi ran to the door to change shoes and waved to Wang Junyang.

Chu Jin politely bid farewell to Uncle Wang, glanced at Wang Junyang, and nodded.

As if suddenly thinking of something interesting, Uncle Wang looked at Song Qiaoxi and laughed "pouch", "Oh, yes, Xixi, did your two little chicken **** both become big cock? My day. You also heard your father say, your chicken crows at dawn now?"

"Yeah, I'm so big now, you can listen to me," Song Qiaoxi squatted on the ground and tied her shoelaces, raised her head and grinned at Uncle Wang, showing her little white teeth, "Thank you, Uncle Wang for giving me the little chicken cub. "

I saw Uncle Wang stunned for a moment, and then made a dumbfounded expression, "What are you thanking me for, girl, the chick was not given to you by your uncle, and the uncle just asked your aunt to help bring them up that day. Those two chicks Chu Jin bought it for you."

Stopping her shoelace hand, Song Qiaoxi looked at Uncle Wang with wide eyes.

She heard it right!

It turns out that the chicken was not sent by Uncle Wang, but by Chu Jin? !

"Extremely, you didn't ask your uncle to help you get upstairs that day. Later, your uncle had something to do. Just when your aunt came back from get off work, I asked her to take it upstairs." Uncle Wang said to Chu Jin.

"Yeah." Chu Jin nodded.

Song Qiaoxi turned her head and looked at Chu Jin confusedly.

The boy still had a calm face, his handsome face was light, he squatted on the ground and put on his shoes to straighten up. He glanced at her with a slight smile in his eyes.

Since going down the stairs, Song Qiaoxi has been chasing after Chu Jin, nagging endlessly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Fortunately, I took you to watch the chicken for a long time that night..."

Chu Jin stopped, turned around and grabbed her wrist, saying word by word: "Be careful when you go down the stairs and pay attention to your feet."

"Oh......"

After eating, he nodded obediently, shut up and finished the stairs.

Wang Junyang's family lives on the third floor and walks down the stairs very quickly.

Coming out of the corridor of Building No. 1, Song Qiaoxi continued to listen to Chu Jin’s ears, asking again and again like a little grind: “Hey, hey, if Uncle Wang doesn’t tell me today, would you not tell me for the rest of your life? "

"No..." Chu Jin turned his head to answer her.

"Then tell me, why don't you tell me?"

Song Qiaoxi asked nonchalantly.

Chu Jin quickened his pace, and arrived at the gate of Building 5 within a few steps. He opened the big iron door in the corridor and said to her: "Who gave it to her, is it so important? You just want it..."

"Of course it's important!" Song Qiaoxi clenched her fists and stared at him with wide eyes.

This is a big matter concerning the identity of the two chicks, how can it be foolish?

"Why is it so important?" Chu Jin held the door.

Song Qiaoxi walked into the shady corridor and looked up and said solemnly: "It's very important. If you sent it, you are the father of Xiaoji! I almost let Xiaoji recognize Uncle Wang as his father, which is not important. ?"

"..."

Chu Jin also had mixed flavors in his heart.

Just know, this little girl's magical brain circuit would think so?

He is real, he is not ready yet, give two chickens to be a father...

Song Qiaoxi raised her chin and looked at Chu Jin with a dumbfounded expression. She stretched her index finger beside her face and said, "I don't care, anyway, both cubs share your last name. You are their relatives. Walk the chicken with me."

Chu Jin bit his lip, frowning slightly, "Huh? Walk the chicken..."

"Yes, this is your responsibility to be a father. You can't escape it. I'm hungry, let's go upstairs to eat." Xixi turned around and started to climb the stairs. While climbing, she turned around and added, "I will teach you when I go back. The cubs are called Dad!"

-

Throughout the November holiday, Chu Jin accompanied Song Qiaoxi on a chicken walk every afternoon.

The skin of something like that, if you walk the chicken a few times, it becomes thicker.

At first, the little boy was somewhat embarrassed and embarrassed.

But later, I saw Song Qiaoxi arrogantly holding the rope around the chicken ankle every time, walking with two baby roosters in the compound, and let the big rooster learn to "call daddy" along the way. Chu Jin's mentality quickly returned to calm as water.

What makes Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin both feel magical is that the two chickens of their daughters are particularly obedient and human.

It is like a chicken, more like a chicken with a dog in the soul, protects the lord, and recognizes people.

During the New Year, Song Qiaoxi was playing with the cousin of the second uncle's house, but then the cousin bounced her forehead, and the little chicken rushed up and pecked at the cousin.

On the last day of the National Holiday, the Song family had dinner early, and the battle was "ended" at 5:30.

After dinner, Song Qiaoxi tied a string to the legs of two chickens. Like a female soldier at the National Day military parade, she took her two big babies out for a walk with her grandeur.

Behind her, followed Chu Jin.

Song Qiaoxi passed a string in her hand to Chu Jin, and it was all right now, with each of them a chicken.

In the autumn evening, the elderly in the compound generally eat early. Several retired grandpas set up a small square table and sit on a small horse to play chess.

This year, the street lights in the newspaper’s courtyard were replaced with high-wattage ones, and the family courtyard could be illuminated brightly at night, so I am not afraid to see clearly.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin were holding the chicken one after another, and the little girl stopped and looked at it for a while.

"Xixi, do you have a game with Grandpa Sun?"

A amiable grandpa with white beard raised his head from the chessboard and asked her with a smile.

Grandpa Sun is a retired art editor of the newspaper. He can paint particularly delicate flowers and birds. He watched them grow up.

Retirement is fine, so I play chess with a few old buddies every day.

The children in the compound like to play with Grandpa Grandpa. The old grandson is humorous and witty, like an old urchin, and it is easy to get along with the children.

But Song Qiaoxi also heard from her parents that Grandpa Sun's wife passed away eight years ago, and Grandpa Sun has been alone since then and has always lived by herself.

But what puzzled her was that she never saw Grandpa Sun sad for such a sad thing. Even when she mentioned his wife, she would always look happy.

"Grandpa, let me take a look. I don't play, I only know that horses are walking days, elephants are walking fields, and cannons overturned the roller coaster. I don't know the others..."

Song Qiaoxi shook her head, hiding behind Chu Jin shyly, and the big **** in her hand also paced obediently with her.

"Does Xiao Chujin play chess? I remember that your father played chess very well. He used to accompany our old friends to kill two games."

Grandpa Li smiled to Chu Jin and said, his tone seemed to be talking about a very ordinary thing.

"I will." Chu Jin hesitated and nodded.

Most of the uncles and aunts in the compound, in front of Chu Jin, would hardly mention the past of his parents, for fear that it would make the children sad.

Over time, she became a habit. Song Qiaoxi was so clever, she soon discovered this matter, and she learned to be an adult, and never dared to mention Uncle Chu and Aunt Sun easily.

She listened to Grandpa Sun telling the story of Uncle Chu so naturally, she glanced at Chu Jin a little nervously.

His face was calm, his eyes were backlit, and he didn't see any mood swings.

"Come on, Lao Zhang, you go and kill Lao Fan next door, I want to play two games with Xiao Chu."

Grandpa Sun "drove away" Uncle Zhang who was sitting across from him, and asked Chu Jin to come and sit down.

Chu Jin walked openly and sat down in the seat that Uncle Zhang had just vacated.

Song Qiaoxi took the initiative to take the string in Chu Jin's hand, standing by and watching the battle with a chicken in one hand.

"You are a red chess game, you go first." Grandpa Sun rearranged the chess game and recalled as he tidied up. "Your father was a celebrity in our courtyard at the time. He said that the capital, Beijing, came to a family of elder brothers and put them in our courtyard. The best-looking girl was abducted, and Xiao Sun was the dream lover in the hearts of many young men."

Song Qiaoxi stretched her neck, trying to understand the layout of the board, and was deeply attracted by the "story of the past" told by Grandpa Sun. She was holding two big roosters in her hand, racking her brains to "double-heartedly", back and forth. I'm in a hurry.

Grandpa Sun continued: "At that time, we all thought that your mother would not come back with your father in Beijing. Who knew that as soon as they graduated from university, they would return to our Qizhou together. Your father is a particularly good police officer and he is upright. You work hard and conscientiously. Your mother is the best livelihood reporter of our newspaper. Where there is unfair treatment, she will always be at the forefront. Tell you a little secret, do you know what your mother likes to eat the most?"

"I don't know." Chu Jin shook his head.

"Your mother likes to eat the sweet and sour fish fillets made by my wife. When she was a little girl, she liked it. Later, when she had you, when her pregnant belly was pregnant with you, she would just eat this bite. Your father was busy catching it at that time. Bad guys, there is no time to do it for her.

My wife prepares it for Xiao Sun every week, and can't completely cover the lid of the lunch box. I'm afraid the fish will not be crispy. I have to half cover the lid of the lunch box. I just trot all the way to send it to your mother. At the time, I was joking, saying that you should be named "Little Yuer". Which little baby is in his mother's stomach and likes to eat fish so much? "

Grandpa Sun's eyes were full of affection, and he took a deep look.

Song Qiaoxi was fascinated by it. She poke Chu Jin's arm with her finger, and rushed to reply: "It's Chu Jin, this little baby! I'll call you "Little Yuer" from now on."

Grandpa Sun raised his head and squeezed his eyes at Song Qiaoxi, "And you, Xixi, when your mother is pregnant with you, she especially likes to eat the crispy pan made by my husband, and the kelp and elbow inside. Now Xiao Qiao is good at crispy. Wok, I also learned from my wife, do you think my wife is particularly good?"

"Ahahaha, grandpa grandfather, you have discussed with my mother, why didn't you give me a nickname "Little Kelp" or "Little Elbow"? Grandma grandma is so amazing, I don't know it, just see it in the photo After her, grandma grandma is so beautiful."

Song Qiaoxi laughed until she held her knees with her hands on her knees, and the two big roosters around her cried happily.

While smiling, she looked at Chu Jin with concern, and found that Chu Jin was also smiling slightly, looking at Grandpa Sun's eyes.

Grandpa Sun's eyes are not as turbid and clear as ordinary grandpas.

"That is, my daughter-in-law, can it be beautiful? Don't think Xiao Chujin's mother was a flower in our courtyard at the time. In the next few decades, the most beautiful girl in that courtyard is your grandmother."

Grandpa said proudly, happy blooming, the folds on his face are wrinkled together like buns.

"Puff haha, grandpa, you are so fun."

Song Qiaoxi was so amused by Grandpa Sun that she giggled.

I like to listen to Grandpa Sun the most. Whatever he says is interesting.

Smiling, Xixi suddenly heard Chu Jin yell clearly: "Grandpa Sun?"

The boy held a chess piece with slender and pale fingers and stopped in mid-air.

"Well, what's up, Xiao Chujin?" Grandpa Sun still smiled, and naughty grasping Chu Jin's wrist, "Do you want to regret chess? That's not okay, you can't bully grandpa by playing chess with grandpa."

"No, I just wanted to say..." Chu Jin shook his head, staring at the chessboard with a pair of nice peach eyes. After a few seconds, he raised his head again, as if he had taken a lot of courage, right. Grandpa Sun said, "Grandpa Sun, you, can you tell me more about what happened to my parents?"

"Of course, you must, you can! What do you want to hear, tell Grandpa, Grandpa has a good memory, and you can remember Men Erqing no matter what."

Grandpa Sun loosened his wrist, took the two ropes in Song Qiaoxi's hand, and casually tied the two big roosters to the legs of the small square table and snapped a snap.

With a wave of entangled hands, she said to Song Qiaoxi: "Xixi, come to your grandpa Li and bring me the tea mug, and then move a Mazhazi to sit here and listen. Tonight, your grandpa’s talking box can be closed as soon as you open it. Not on it."

"Okay, come right away!"

Song Qiaoxi was wearing a pink-blue dress, turned around and ran like a blue butterfly flying to get Grandpa Sun a tea mug.

This evening, Chu Jin and Grandpa Sun played very slowly.

Song Qiaoxi sat on the little horse, dragging her cheeks, listening to the past of Chu Jin's father and mother with great interest.

She knew how dangerous Uncle Chu’s job as a police officer was, but he could always turn the dangers into peace. She knew that Aunt Sun made unannounced visits and investigations alone in order to help people who were treated unfairly. She also knew that the relationship between them is enviable. Love stories, all kinds of funny things that I have never experienced before.

The story of Grandpa Sun was thrilling and fascinating. It was like seeing Uncle Chu and Aunt Sun in person, and it was more like watching a wonderful drama.

Chu Jin's father and mother were just two vague figures in Song Qiaoxi's mind before.

And now, they are two lively uncles and aunts.

As if looking up, they could see them standing not far away, smiling and waving at themselves and Chu Jin.

until......

It was completely dark, and the two big roosters fell asleep under the table.

In the autumn night, "chi--chi--" sounded all around, with the sound of insects singing with charm.

But she and Chu Jin still listened with gusto, even if they knew it was late, they still couldn't bear to go home.

Grandpa Sun took a sip of the tea in the big enamel tea pot, and said to the two children, "Okay, that's it for today, and you two can go home. If you want to hear what's going on, let's listen to the next time."

"Ah..." Song Qiaoxi dragged a long tail with disappointment, and said coquettishly, "Grandpa Sun, let's talk about one more, let's talk about one more! Just one, after we finish talking, we will go home immediately!"

"Haha, let me tell you the last one?"

Grandpa Sun put down the tea mug and squeezed Xi Xi's fleshy face.

"good!"

Sit well, Song Qiaoxi put both hands on her knees and glanced at Chu Wan.

He also nodded, his always calm face full of expectation.

In the end, Grandpa Sun told a story about father Chu’s wise fight against criminals. It is said that this incident was later in the newspaper.

Before leaving, Song Qiaoxi and Grandpa Sun waved goodbye, and agreed to come back next weekend to listen to his story.

Kneeling down to untie the rope that tied the big cock, she heard Grandpa Sun tap Chu Jin's shoulder twice, as if whispering something in his ear?

But when I raised my eyes and saw them again, I only saw Chu Jin pursing his lips and nodding lightly to Grandpa Sun.

Holding the rope of the big **** in her hand, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin walked slowly towards the boiler room and Building 5.

"Xiao Zhiqiu" can never hold back. She grabbed Chu Jin's wrist and tilted her head to ask: "Did Grandpa Sun whisper to you just now? What did Grandpa tell you?"

Chu Jin stopped and was silent for a short while.

When Xixi thought he didn't want to tell herself, and was ready to run home "inflated" by herself.

Chu Jin held his wrists back, raised his eyes and smiled at her, and said softly, "Grandpa Sun told me that we should always remember Mom and Dad and remember how happy they are..."