Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

In the second semester of the fifth grade, Chu Jin won the gold medal in the Provincial Leo Number Competition, and was named by the director of teaching to become the flag-raiser at the opening ceremony of the new semester.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the flag-raiser will stand on the high platform. After the school leaders have finished speaking, the principal will come to talk with a few outstanding flag-raisers as an encouragement for the new semester.

He was on the stage, looking at Song Qiaoxi from a distance, his face was not right, it was not as **** as it was in the morning, and it was as white as a piece of paper.

Not only a small face is pale, but even his lips are not bloody.

At that time, Chu Jin's heart jumped as if caught by something.

As soon as the opening ceremony was over, the other flag-raisers were excitedly waiting for the principal to come and talk to them, Chu Jin directly greeted the dean of education, and went back to the classroom first.

The teaching building attached to the normal school has a total of six floors. It is a long-standing tradition. The first grade is on the first floor, the second grade is on the second floor, and the third grade is on the third floor...

By analogy, the sixth grade is placed on the sixth floor, the highest floor.

Chu Jin ran back all the way, strode up the stairs, jumping up in two sections.

The brows were frowned, the more he thought, the sooner Song Qiaoxi was going to be blown up. She knew that too much seafood would have a mild allergic reaction, so why couldn't she control her mouth?

It's really not worrying. Next time Aunt Qiao makes seafood, she can just peel two shrimps for her to try. Then the one who is on the pole will peel the shrimps and crabs for Song Qiaoxi. He is a puppy!

Fortunately, before going out, he took the stomach medicine from the medicine drawer.

The classroom in Class 5 of the sixth grade is at the end of the corridor.

As soon as Chu Jin climbed to the sixth floor, he saw Mathematics teacher Li walking towards him with a handout and a tea cup, and asked him suspiciously: "Oh, Chu Jin came back so early? Didn't the principal look for you?"

"Well, I'm looking for it, and I'm finished talking about Teacher Li."

Not wanting to explain more, Chu Jin answered casually, nodded to Teacher Li, and walked quickly towards the classroom.

The big troops in the class have just entered the class, the class bell hasn't hit yet, and the front and back doors of the fifth class of the sixth grade are open.

From the back door, I saw Song Qiaoxi lying on the desk.

Over the past year, although Song Qiaoxi was not as tall as the other girls in the class, she unknowingly lost a lot of weight.

If you say that Song Qiaoxi in the fourth and fifth grades is still a soft, glutinous, meaty dumpling. Now she, although she still has a cute baby fat on her face, her appearance is completely out of touch with the meat.

Chu Jin frowned and allowed himself to stabilize his emotions at the door. Although he was anxious, he was afraid that Song Qiaoxi would be uncomfortable when his words were too heavy. After all, she was unwell and was already uncomfortable.

After a few seconds of pause, her gaze swept her back.

On Song Qiaoxi's pleated skirt, there is a dark trace, like a stain?

No, like...

Blood stains.

Standing at the door of the classroom, Chu Jin froze in place, grasping the back of his neck uncomfortably.

He has no experience in this matter, but in the physical hygiene class in the fifth grade of elementary school, the teacher talked about the "physiological maturity" of male and female protagonists, early puberty, and the development of the first and second sexual characteristics to varying degrees.

With Chu's full IQ and learning ability, basically everything I have heard will never be forgotten.

The primary school attached to the normal school is the best elementary school in Qizhou. In the new millennium, it attaches great importance to the education of students' physiology and hygiene.

Physiological hygiene classes are taught to students by the school doctor aunt, and the menarche experiences of boys and girls are explained in great detail.

Chu Jin understood that Song Qiaoxi was menstrual...

Fortunately, they were sitting in the last row of the classroom. Except for themselves, no one else should have noticed the traces on her skirt.

He raised his foot and walked to the desk. After Chu Jin sat down, he turned his head to look at Song Qiaoxi's bloodless face, and asked bitterly, "You... are you here?"

Song Qiaoxi pressed her lips tightly, her eyes were red, she leaned her head on her arm and glanced at him aggrievedly, without saying a word.

After a pause for several seconds, Chu Jin saw that she was about to cry when she was wronged, and hurriedly coaxed, "Don't be afraid, the teacher said, this is meant to grow up, not a bad thing."

After that, he took out the cotton sweater jacket he had prepared all the year round from the hole in the table. It was originally reserved for Song Qiaoxi as a small pillow for a nap. Today...

"You wrap your coat around your waist, and I will take you to the school doctor's room. There should be the school doctor's aunt. There are things you need..."

Unfolding the sweater coat, Chu Jin handed it to Song Qiaoxi and said in a very light tone.

Song Qiaoxi blinked her big eyes twice. Hearing what Chu Jin said, her shame was not so heavy. Just now she was still worrying about where to buy sanitary napkins.

"Oh..." She nodded, took the sweater obediently, tied a knot around her waist with two sweater sleeves, and raised her head and asked softly, "What should I do if I get dirty?"

"I'll wash it for you, but it's not that you can't wash it off."

Chu Jin spoke indifferently, as if he was talking about an ordinary hour. He took out the black Jansport schoolbag of the same style as Song Qiaoxi from the hole in the table and put it on his shoulders casually.

"..."

Song Qiaoxi dropped her head, almost walking out of the classroom door against the back wall.

The school doctor's room was next to the teacher's office on the second floor. Two people walked from the sixth floor to the second floor, and Chu Jin stopped at the entrance of the school doctor.

"The school doctor aunt will have that...that, what, she said in the last physiological hygiene class that some classmates can come to her if they encounter problems."

Chu Jin put his hands on the railing, and whispered to Song Qiaoxi.

"...Oh, I see." Song Qiaoxi clutched the sleeves of the sweater around her waist with both hands. She just turned around and was about to knock on the door. She suddenly turned around and asked, "Where are you going with your schoolbag? Teacher Feng’s Chinese class."

Because there is often Mathematical Olympiad training, such as music class, art class, physical education and other non-main subjects, Chu Jin is often called by Teacher Li to the old red brick building to do questions.

But for major subjects like Chinese and English, Mr. Li never takes up classes.

Chu Jin is now carrying a schoolbag downstairs, which makes Song Qiaoxi feel very strange.

"I, I have something to do, I will be back soon."

Chu Jin tugged the strap of the schoolbag, then turned and walked down the stairs quickly.

Looking at his back, Song Qiaoxi sighed and knocked on the door of the infirmary.

"Come in."

The voice of the school doctor aunt came from the room.

Pushing the door in, Song Qiaoxi saw the familiar school doctor aunt, and finally felt relieved, "Auntie, I'm here, and I got the skirt..."

"Song Qiaoxi? It's okay, it proves that you have grown up, you are a big girl." The school doctor aunt stood up and walked to her, bent over and patted her shoulder, "Auntie has sanitary napkins here, come, give you a piece , Do you know how to use it?"

"Yeah. I know."

After receiving the sanitary napkin that the school doctor aunt took out from the cabinet, Song Qiaoxi whispered thank you.

"Don't be afraid, this is a good thing, little girls have to have this day. Auntie watching TV shows, in some places abroad, little girls have menarche to be celebrated with a treat, and it has been lively for several days."

The school doctor's aunt comforted her.

"Thank you Auntie." Song Qiaoxi felt much better.

Going out and turning right to the bathroom, Song Qiaoxi wiped the blood stains in her underwear with a paper towel, and a little awkwardly put on a sanitary napkin.

She glanced at the blood on her skirt and sighed.

It seems that I will be surrounded by this sweater all day today.

Stepping on the class bell and returning to the classroom, Song Qiaoxi found that Chu Jin hadn't returned yet.

"Where did Chu Jin go?"

Teacher Feng stepped on her little heels, walked to Song Qiaoxi's side, frowned and asked.

"He..." Song Qiaoxi held back for a long time, fearing that Teacher Feng would make trouble for Chu, and bit the bullet to argue, "He forgot what was in the red brick building. It seemed to be an Olympiad paper or something, so he went to get it. ......"

Teacher Feng's voice was a little unpleasant and raised his eyelids, "Ms. Li asked him to go?"

"It should not be."

Song Qiaoxi said, her head lowered, she dared not look at Teacher Feng's eyes.

"Okay, let Chu Jin come back and let him go to my office. If you study well, you can't absent from class for no reason."

Teacher Feng took the book and walked away, his face obviously ugly.

Until the end of Feng's Chinese class, Chu Jin did not show up. In the second class, Chu Jin was sweating, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and stepping on the class bell into the classroom.

This class is an art class. Ding Yi, the representative of the art class, gave everyone a drawing book for the new semester, and the class was bustling.

"Hey, where did you go?" Song Qiaoxi touched Chu Jin's arm with her elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Ms. Feng couldn't find you in one class, so let you go to her office. I just covered you and said You went to the red brick building to get things. If Teacher Feng asks, don't wear them to help."

Chu Jin said, "Oh, I'm going to leave get out of class."

"Will Teacher Feng trouble you?"

Song Qiaoxi asked.

"No, it's probably just a sentence of criticism of education. It's not what you said. As long as the grades are good and don't cause trouble, the teacher will never embarrass people."

Chu Jin glanced at her and shrugged indifferently.

After speaking, he took out a thermos cup from his schoolbag, put it on the corner of her desk, took out a piece of Dove chocolate, put it in the hole of Song Qiaoxi's desk, and finally took out a dark-colored plastic bag. Tucked into her open bag.

A little dumbfounded, he unscrewed the lid of the thermos, and a rush of hot water vapor rushed into his face. Song Qiaoxi could smell the thick brown sugar.

Ah, it's brown sugar water!

Song Qiaoxi remembered that Li Xiaoran at the front desk once again told her that she should not touch cold water or eat ice cream during menstruation. You should drink hot brown sugar water. If you have a stomachache, you can also eat a little chocolate to relieve the discomfort.

Li Xiaoran's mother is an internal medicine doctor. As a daughter of a doctor, whoever has a headache in the class, she took the initiative to teach her classmates some health tips.

"For me?"

Song Qiaoxi was holding a thermos cup and sipped a sip of sweet brown sugar water, which was warm and hot, just right in his mouth, drinking it to make her lower abdomen more comfortable.

Chu Jin was silent, found the exercise book from the bag, spread out the draft book and started to work on the problem.

Screwing on the lid of the thermos cup, Song Qiaoxi looked into the table hole. Inside the black plastic bag were two packs of sanitary napkins, one for daily use and one for night use.

Look at the Dove Chocolate lying in the corner again. The shame and grievance all morning seems to have disappeared.

She never felt that Chu Jin was an outsider. When Chu Jin bought herself something "private" like sanitary napkins, she would only feel at ease, and she would not feel particularly shy.

The two children ate and slept together, and grew up holding hands. Song Qiaoxi's dependence on Chu Jin is obvious, and the trust and love for him is undisguised.

Suddenly, Song Qiaoxi remembered something, and grabbed Chu Jin by the corner of her clothes and asked, "Where did you go to buy it? The school gate is closed, you won't..."

The management of the elementary school attached to the normal school is very strict. Students are not allowed to leave the school during class, but there is a low wall near the faculty’s bicycle shed that is not so high.

Occasionally, senior students would climb the wall and skip class. But nearby, the school’s uncle and dean often went on patrols and were caught. In addition to the penalty station, they had to be in front of all the school’s classmates when the national flag was raised every week. Face check.

Wouldn't he really take such a big risk and go out just to buy these things?

"You don't go to teach the carport to climb the wall, skip class and go out to buy it!"

Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, and asked him aloud.

Chu Jin sighed, took the thermos cup from the corner of the table and stuffed it into her arms, and said helplessly: "Can't you stop your mouth with food and drink?"

After that, no matter how Song Qiaoxi asked, Chu Jin stopped responding to her.

In school all day, apart from changing sanitary napkins between classes, her abdomen was slightly sore and swollen, Song Qiaoxi had no other discomfort.

If it weren’t for the sweater tied around her waist, she would have forgotten that she was still having menstruation.

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That night, when Song's mother arrived home from get off work, she found a chubby sweater and Song Qiaoxi's green pleated school uniform skirt hanging on the balcony, dripping slightly on the ground.

Father Song is socializing again tonight, and will not go home for dinner today.

Mother knocked on Song Qiaoxi's room door, "Xixi, are you back?"

Song Qiaoxi heard her mother call her, "Hula" opened the door, got into her mother's arms like a baby, and suffocated her mouth aggrievedly, "Mom..."

In fact, she didn't feel wronged at school during the day. Chu Jin took good care of her. After returning home, she would not let her do anything. After washing her in the bathroom, she changed her skirt and sweater soaked in the basin before returning.

But at this moment, as soon as she saw her mother, Song Qiaoxi couldn't help it. The heat in her chest suddenly rushed to her face, and her tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"What's the matter? Who is bullying us Xixi, talk to mother."

Qiao Qin saw that her girl had changed into clean clothes, and probably guessed it, and took her shoulders and sat on Song Qiaoxi's small bed.

"Mom, I'm menstrual, I shed a lot of blood..."

Even if she knew that it was a normal physiological phenomenon, Song Qiaoxi still sat on her mother's lap and hugged her mother's neck and said aggrievedly.

"Have you changed your sanitary napkins?"

Mom asked, pulling the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears.

"Ok."

Song Qiaoxi nodded.

"Does the stomach hurt? Is there any discomfort?"

Mom asked with concern.

"Yes, a few days in the morning, my stomach was a little uncomfortable, and then it disappeared. Chu Jin made me brown sugar water..."

She answered honestly.

"That's okay. Tell mom if you feel uncomfortable, I'm not afraid. It's an official holiday, which shows that we Xixi is a big girl." Mom patted Song Qiaoxi on the back and coaxed her like she did when she was a child. Days, look at the regularity and irregularity. Do you know if you have to prepare sanitary napkins in your schoolbag? The blood-stained **** should be washed in cold water. After a while, your mother will wash it for you. If you grow up, you can leave home to go to college. I have to wash it myself. If I wash it in hot water, it will leave a mark."

"Well, I see, but I don't want to leave home..."

Rubbing her face against her mother's neck, Song Qiaoxi smelled the smell of her mother, feeling very relieved.

After dinner in the evening, Chu Jin returned to the boiler room to study. His mother was preparing lessons in the study, but his father had not yet arrived home.

On the first day of school, there was not much homework. Song Qiaoxi finished her homework early and lay on her bed to watch "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkabanna".

The Harry Potter trilogy was given to her in the millennium and was given to her by a friend of Dad Publishing House. Later, when Dad went on a business trip to Hong Kong, he bought a set of original English books and gave it to Chu Jin.

During that time, Song Qiaoxi was almost fascinated by the magical world of Harry Potter. She dreamed of receiving the admission letter from Hogwarts when she was eleven.

At that time, she craved the book Amway to her friends around her. However, Wang Junyang only loved computer games, and Ding Yi was interested in animation. Ding Miao subscribed to the magazine "Science Fiction World" and indulged in various science fiction novels and the future world. I'm not interested in Western Magic Magic at all.

No way, Song Qiaoxi could only make a "brainwashing" recommendation to Chu Jin.

Finally, one afternoon, she found Chu Jin sitting at the desk straight, reading the Chinese version of "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" with all concentration.

Later, Chu Jin had read the English version that Song's father bought back many times, and even took the initiative to discuss the plot with Song Qiaoxi.

The two almost quarreled because of the sorting hat, Song Qiaoxi stood firmly in Gryffindor, and Chu Jin liked Slytherin.

However, it was also because of this incident that Song Qiaoxi remembered that in the old memory, Chu Jin finally became a very bad villain.

So Song Qiaoxi was so nervous when he said that if he received the admission notice from Hogwarts, he was going to Slytherin.

More than once, Song Qiaoxi would hold the book and cling to Chu to ask over and over again: "Why don't we go to Gryffindor together?"

"I want to go to Slytherin."

Chu Jin always answered calmly, with no room for maneuver.

"Why? Why don't you accompany me to Gryffindor?"

Song Qiaoxi tried shamelessly, but it didn't seem to work.

Chu Jin will finally give her an ambiguous answer, "Because I am a snake."

She would lie down on Chu Jin's bed in despair, rolling around on the bed like a puppy. Even in the magical world of fantasy, Song Qiaoxi never thought that one day she would be separated from Chu Jin.

Until the sixth grade of elementary school, at the end of September, the first preliminary examination for Xiaosheng was over, and after the first parent meeting of the new semester was held in the Normal Primary School...

She realized that she and Chu Jin might really be separated from each other when she was about to enter junior high school.

At the annual parent conference, the most popular ones are Song Dad and Qiao’s mother. Other parents have become accustomed to the two sharing their excellent “parenting experience” on the podium every year, and this year is no exception.

Teacher Feng, the teacher of the class, said on the podium: "Parents know that this year, Chu Jin from our class participated in the Provincial Mathematical Olympiad and won the gold medal, and achieved the best results in the school in this preliminary examination. Next, let us invite Song Qiaoxi’s mother, who is also the guardian of Chu Jin, to share with us the successful educational experience. Everyone applauds and welcomes."

After a round of enthusiastic applause, Qiao Qin walked to the podium in the eyes of the parents either admiringly or jealously.

"Chu Jin again? So every year you are this kid!"

"It is said that they are genius children. The teacher suggested that they skip grades several times, but the children themselves are not willing."

"I don't know what kind of cram school I usually go to. I also signed up for my child."

"This is the neighbor of our compound, what kind of cram school? The children also tuition for the lower grade children themselves, all by self-study."

"Ms. Li, the math teacher, said he was going to open a small stove for him?"

"Ms. Li told me that I was looking for some high school Mathematical Olympiad questions, staring at Chu Jin to do it, and helping him correct the answers. This kid is really good at using his brains."

......

Qiao Qin smiled slightly on the podium. She knew in her heart that this time of year was a time to "pull hatred".

"Cough cough..." She said softly, and watched politely with the parents who cast all kinds of eyes, "Chu Jin, we don't usually care about it, we all learn by ourselves. Oh, the kids usually It’s too hard, we all let him study for a while, the key is that we can’t persuade..."

"I think I have already done the high school problems for the Mathematical Olympiad problems. Although I will be a math teacher in college, the problem that the child is doing now is really difficult, and I have to work hard to solve many of the problems," Qiao Qin paused. , Continue to say, "There is also English. We Chu Jin like to read English original books, and we often watch English movies and TV series. Parents are advised to buy more English extracurricular books, VCDs, etc. for their children..."

In fact, Qiao Qin told the truth.

They couldn't help Chu Jin's study, so they asked the children to study less, pay more attention to rest, and pay more attention to the body.

But to the ears of other parents, it is really full of "tea flavor", which is quite hateful.

After the parent meeting, Qiao Qin was left alone by Teacher Feng.

Today Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin didn't leave. They were assigned to a duty team again in the sixth grade, and they happened to be on duty today.

The two children and other group members were arranged by the teacher to do some parent-teacher conference service work. They thought that their mother would come anyway, so they simply did their homework in the teacher's office and waited to go home with their mother.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin worked together on an empty table, and she heard the bustling voices in the corridor.

"The parent meeting ended?"

She asked Chu Jin.

Chu Jin raised his head and looked out the window, nodded, and continued to do his Mathematical Olympiad problems, "I guess it is, but Teacher Feng will talk to Aunt Qiao alone for a while, enough for you to finish your math homework."

"Oh......"

Song Qiaoxi replied with surprise.

While she was doing her homework, she turned her pen absently, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice, it was her mother and Teacher Feng talking at the door.

"...Chu Jin won the gold medal in the Mathematical Olympiad this time, and got the first place in the exam. Several junior high schools in Qizhou City came to inquire about the news, and the scholarships offered are very good. For example, the province. Experiments, the Second High School Affiliated to Normal University, and the First High School all came to our dignitaries and went straight to their top class."

Teacher Feng said earnestly.

"What about foreign languages? Teacher Feng, do you know what's going on in foreign languages? We have considered that the child has such a good English foundation, and we want Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi to go to foreign language school together."

Song's mother asked.

"That's right. Foreign Languages ​​is a private school and has its own entrance exams. However, the junior high school of Foreign Languages ​​is under great competition pressure. It is not a problem for Chu Jin to enter the top class. As for whether he can get the scholarship, it is hard to say," Teacher Feng paused. , Continue to say, "According to Song Qiaoxi's basic test level, although the test is good, but to be honest, it is very difficult to go to the top class of foreign language. It is more realistic to go straight to the top class of our second affiliated high school..."

Let Song Qiaoxi "cock" in her heart, staring at Chu Jin in a daze.