Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

"Hey, how dirty the ground is, take the roast duck over, and mom will wipe the bag again for you." Qiao Qin straightened up and reached out to the girl.

After a moment of stunned, Song Qiaoxi picked up the vacuum-packed roast duck bag from the ground and handed it to her mother.

"Mom, you just said that I was in the second experiment class, and Chu Jin was in the first experiment class?"

Still squatting on the ground and not getting up, Song Qiaoxi wanted to check with her mother again. Did she misheard it just now?

The phone rang again, and my mother turned around to answer the phone with the packaging bag in her hand, only giving her an "OK" gesture.

The meaning couldn't be clearer, she heard it right.

"Hello? Ding sister-in-law, yes, yes, you have also received a foreign language call..." Mother Song put the roast duck on the small coffee table, her face was filled with a smile of "prosperity." "Miaomiao was assigned to Experiment 1? It was so coincidental that I was assigned to Experiment 1 even after everything, Xixi was in Experiment 2..."

The sound of the key opening the door came from the door of the house, and Chu Jin pushed the door in, nodded and asked Mama Song's question, and sat quietly on the shoe bench in the hallway to change shoes.

My mother smiled at Chu, and then said to the phone: "Oh, don't say so, this kid is so good at drawing. The Second High School is not bad at all. Ding Yi will definitely have a good future in the future. Sister-in-law, don't you in the afternoon. Go, I’ll take a taxi in the afternoon to bring back Ding Miao’s school uniform for you. Your shop is so busy... OK, this year’s time is tight, if I need to change the school uniform, I’ll take the kids over at night and change it first. The summer uniform, you’ve worked so hard for you sister-in-law, so let’s not talk about it yet, I will warm up the children’s meals."

Mom hung up the phone, picked up the roast duck on the small coffee table and walked to the kitchen.

With pride that could not be hidden on her face, she said to Chu Jin: "Extremely, Auntie has just received a foreign language call. You are assigned to Experiment 1 and you are the first place, and Xixi is assigned to Experiment 2 and is also the first. Name. In the afternoon, I’ll pick up your school uniforms. When I come back, I’ll try to see if it fits well. Your foreign language school uniforms look good. The little boys are in suits and the little girls are in woolen skirts. Auntie can’t wait to see how you look in school uniforms. ."

Qiao Qin's attitude towards boys and girls' dressing is different from that of ordinary families. She doesn't think that wearing well-dressed children will affect learning.

Adolescence is the best time. Little girls and young boys should dress beautifully and handsomely. She especially looks forward to the appearance of the two children in western-style uniforms.

"Well, thank Aunt Qiao, I know." Chu Jin nodded and replied.

Song Qiaoxi was still squatting in front of the suitcase, her legs almost numb, and plastic bags filled with snacks and souvenirs were thrown on the suitcase casually.

She put her hands on her knees, still thinking about her thoughts.

Suddenly, someone was touching her head, and he looked up and found that Chu Jin was already standing in front of him.

Leaning against her body, Chu Jin put a hand on her forehead and rubbed it lightly, "Hey, early in the morning, squatting here in a daze, classmate Song Qiaoxi? I ​​got the first place in the second experiment class, not happy?"

Song Qiaoxi tilted her head, pouting her mouth and said, "I didn't froze, nor was it unhappy, it was just a little depressed..."

She knew that the classes were not grouped together. In the final analysis, she still fell short in the exam rankings.

If more than 70 or more than 80 students were tested, it would not be a loss at all to be assigned to the second experiment class. Naturally, she would not be so frustrated, but who made her just take the 63rd test?

By so coincidence, this year's foreign language class, a class of 62 people, she happened to be allocated to the second experimental class.

It is impossible to say that it is impossible not to regret it. Song Qiaoxi was just thinking that if he worked harder and more serious when he followed Chu Jin's review in the sixth grade, he would be able to enter the top 60 as long as he improved a few points.

In that way, you can play the same class with Chu.

A shadow flashed in front of her, and Chu Jin also squatted in front of her, with two slender arms hanging in front of him.

The juvenile's black hair was scattered between his forehead, covering a little sharp eyebrows, and his reddish lips curled up in a beautiful arc.

What, this person...

Are you laughing? !

After so many years, Xixi’s "little straight ball" character has not changed, she said, "We are not in the same class anymore, why are you so happy? Have you bothered me long ago? You think I'm a drag oil bottle. ......"

After speaking, Song Qiaoxi found that the smile on Chu Jin's face deepened.

"Song Qiaoxi, I am laughing at you pouting like a pufferfish," Chu Jin poked her cheek lightly with his finger, "and you better understand the meaning of'drag oil bottle'. Old society women remarried, ex-husband Bring your children to your step-father’s house. Such a child is called a “oil bottle”. If you are my oil bottle, wouldn’t you call me dad?”

Seeing the little girl's face bulging harder, and the bulging index of the "pufferfish" further increasing, he decided not to tease her anymore.

Just now, apart from laughing at her like a cute pufferfish, Chu Jin smiled deeper, and there was another reason for the inexplicable joy in his heart.

That is, he discovered that Song Qiaoxi was unhappy because she was not in the same class with herself.

The heart of the young boy is as sweet as eating honey, all because the little girl cares about herself.

Although he also knows that Song Qiaoxi's dependence on him is friendship, the friendship that has grown up together since childhood.

This feeling is pure and passionate, without any distractions.

But when he thought that Song Qiaoxi cared about herself so much, Chu Jin couldn't help but want to laugh.

"For the sake of fairness, the foreign language school will be reclassified according to grades every semester, and the flow of personnel in the experimental class is also great..." Chu Jin put his smile back, his voice calm, and his speaking speed slowed down but showed firmness. He put his hands on Song Qiaoxi's soft hair again, and said softly, "Let’s work hard together, and next semester, you will definitely be able to get into the first experimental class."

"Really?" Song Qiaoxi raised her head and blinked, her face no longer looked like a pufferfish.

Chu Jin nodded and said, "Well, I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself. This summer, we have previewed the new knowledge of science in the first year of junior high. As long as you don’t relax and work hard after school starts, it will definitely work, I Waiting for you in the first experiment class."

"Well, I must work hard!" As if inspired by Chu Jin, Song Qiaoxi clenched her small fist and instantly became full of fighting spirit.

But after a few seconds, she asked with a little hesitation, "Then what if, I mean, if, I worked hard, I still didn't enter the experimental class?"

Flicking her forehead lightly, Chu Jin smiled and said, "You haven't worked hard, so you start thinking about the unsuccessful results? Can you be a little bit ambitious? When the sixth grade just started, the teacher Feng said that you would definitely take the exam. Didn’t you go to the foreign language experimental class? Didn’t you also pass the exam, not only did you pass the exam, there were two foreign language experimental classes, and you were the first in the second class!"

Chu Jin tried his best to encourage the little girl who was a little unconfident in front of him. He believed that she would definitely be admitted to the experimental class.

Of course, Chu Jin also thought about PlanB.

If at the end of the semester, Song Qiaoxi's grades really fail to test in Class 1, then he will go to Class 2 to find her, write a few major questions, and re-estimate the score.

Listening to what Chu Jin said, Song Qiaoxi smiled embarrassedly and scratched her head, "Hey, I'll just talk about it, don't worry, I will work hard."

"Well, let's have breakfast. I squatted with you for a long time. My legs are numb."

Chu Jin stood up with his body supported, and handed Song Qiaoxi a hand.

Song Qiaoxi grabbed his wrist and stood up strenuously, feeling much better. Facing the "little parting" with Chu Jin for the first time in his life, it seemed that it became less unacceptable.

On the first day of school in the first grade of elementary school, she carried a small schoolbag, and she wanted to be at the same table with Chu Jin regardless of her intention. She didn't want Chu Jin to be alone, so she could take care of him.

But six years have passed, and the two have been at the same table for six years.

Song Qiaoxi recalled that in the past six years, she seemed to be the one who has been taken care of...

She was used to yawning between classes, Chu Jin would take out a cotton sweater folded into a small pillow from the hole in the table and hand it to herself; She would pick up the kettle at the corner of the table at any time, shake it, and listen to how much water there is; she was also used to the neatly organized knowledge points and notes appearing in the table hole after a period of time. On the paper, Chu Jin will use a variety of different colors of pens to mark the reasons for the wrong questions and the precautions.

So, He Chujin not being in the same class makes her feel unhappy, is it because he is used to how he treats himself well?

After breakfast, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin went downstairs to the boiler room with a large bag of snacks brought back from Beijing and a souvenir for the "Little Gang of Five".

Song Qiaoxi walked behind Chu Jin, staring at his back for a long time.

The boy seemed to have grown taller during the summer vacation. Because of the rapid heightening, the figure is still so thin, the shoulders are slightly young, but the standing posture is like a tall poplar.

In just one short summer vacation, more than two months, Chu Jin seemed to have become more mature, and there was no childish shadow on him.

The little girl slowly retracted her gaze and said to herself in her heart: "Thank you for taking care of me for so long. I should also learn to grow up..."

She also wanted to become a young sapling that was as tall as Chu Jin.

But what Song Qiaoxi didn't know was that during this summer vacation, she also had a lot of changes. Father, mother and Chu Jin, because they were together every day, they might not have noticed it.

And the little friends she hadn't seen for more than two months, when they saw Song Qiaoxi for the first time, they were all frozen in place, and they didn't seem to dare to recognize her.

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The remaining three friends of the "Little Five" gathered at the door of the boiler room. Ding Miao's temperament was still cold, with earphones plugged in one ear, looking blankly at Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, who were still like primary school chickens. Playing around.

"Chu Jin! Damn, why are you growing taller again?"

As soon as Wang Junyang glanced, he saw the tall boy walking out of the corridor on the opposite side.

Today, Chu Jin wore a pure black short-sleeved cotton T and beige shorts. The edges and corners of his face became clearer, and he looked like a handsome boy.

Originally, Wang Junyang also jumped a lot this summer. He ran two steps, took the plastic bag from Chu Jin's hand, and deliberately padd his toes to compare himself with the opponent.

Before I had time to turn around and ask my friends, who is higher than Chu Jin, I heard Ding shouting to them: "Hahaha, Wang Junyang, don't compare, you are still playing on your toes. Just my visual inspection, Chu Jin At least five centimeters higher than you!"

"Hey, I don't believe in evil anymore..." Wang Junyang turned around and chased after Ding Yi, shouting as he chased, "Ding Yi, don't run away if you have the ability, you come over and compare me, which one of us is higher!"

"Chu Jin, where is Xi Xi?"

Ding Miao waved hello to Chu Jin at the door of the boiler room.

She stood on the steps in front of the door, looking behind Chu Jin, but did not find the little girlfriend she had missed for a long time.

Suddenly, Ding Miao's hands stopped in the air, staring at a place five meters away behind Chu Jin, and asked in a surprised tone: "Xixi?"

Ding Miao pushed his glasses, blinked his eyes twice, and saw a slender girl with a white complexion.

The little girl has long brown hair like seaweed, soft and smoothly hanging on her chest, her big apricot eyes are like a puddle of water, her small upturned nose is dexterous and cute, her cheeks are full, and her chin is very beautiful. Not too sharp, with a pointed face that looks charming and lovely.

The girl wore a pure white square-necked waist dress. The waist was so thin that she held her tightly. The length of the skirt reached a little above the knee, revealing two straight legs like ivory white chopsticks.

She wore a pair of white woven sandals on her feet, her feet were small, and her round nails were tender pink.

Where is the sleek and cute little fat doll with fluffy curly hair before?

Ding Miao only saw a little fairy walking out of a European oil painting.

The only difference is that the little fairy is not blond and blue-eyed. The little fairy in front of her has long brown curly hair and brown eyes.

However, the image of the little fairy broke in a second. Ding Miao heard a familiar voice from the little fairy's mouth, still that crisp and sweet, with a childlike voice, the same familiar formula, "Miaomiao , You want to kill me!"

That's right, Song Qiaoxi.

Song Qiaoxi ran to the door of the boiler room excitedly, hugged Ding Miao, stood on her tiptoe, and put her chin on her shoulder, "Miaomiao, why are you growing taller again? I managed to grow taller, but I still can't catch up with you. !"

"Xixi, why have you lost so much? You have also grown taller, and I almost didn't even dare to recognize you!"

Ding Miao patted Song Qiaoxi on the back, holding her slender white wrist.

"Am I thinner? I have grown taller, and my weight hasn't changed much." Song Qiaoxi squeezed her cheek, feeling that there was still a lot of flesh on her face.

Ding Miao let go of her hand, took two steps back, looked up and down Song Qiaoxi, shook her head and exclaimed: "God, Xixi, I think school starts. You are going to become a foreign language 2002 school."

Chu Jin took the key to open the door, and the two little girlfriends held hands affectionately and followed him into the house. The two hadn't seen each other in a summer vacation. There were more things to say, and they wanted to share something new.

The two of them didn't sit down either, they stood beside the chest of drawers at the door, chatting about their experiences in different cities during the summer vacation.

Song Qiaoxi heard a shocking gossip.

Ding Miao lowered her eyes slightly, pushed her glasses a little embarrassedly, and whispered to her: "I'm telling you something, Xixi, do you know? Zhao Xin went to Taicheng to find me and Ding Yi during the summer vacation. ....."

"Really? Before leaving, Zhao Xin's father asked me why Zhao Xin didn't want to go to Beijing! So I went to Taicheng to see you guys..."

Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, and just about to ask for details, two figures rushed in at the door of the boiler room.

"Xixi, you, why, how did you become only half of what you were before! You were split by lightning?"

Ding Yi rushed into the room with a sweat, and when he turned his head, he saw the little girl standing next to the chest of drawers.

He grabbed Wang Junyang who was walking into the house, and said a little shyly: "Wang Junyang, look at Xixi."

Ding Yi has never regarded Song Qiaoxi as a girl. In his heart, Xixi was still the "little overlord" in the compound when he was six years old. Don't persuade.

Only now, Ding Yi clearly realized for the first time that Xi Xi was also a girl.

Besides, she is such a beautiful girl...

"You are..." Wang Junyang was dumbfounded.

He didn't react for a long time. He looked at Ding Miao and then at the little girl in a white dress beside Ding Miao. Wang Jun was stunned.

Song Qiaoxi took Ding Miao's hand, walked to Chu Jin's desk, opened the bag on the desk, and said excitedly to them: "One by one, Yangyang, do you want to eat Quanjude roast duck? I brought you a donkey to roll. Er, pea yellow, candied haws in a small bag, and Hawthorn Guokui, Beef Tongue Cake, Jujube Pastry and Napoleon from Daoxiang Village! I have tasted them all, but they are delicious. I didn't buy you the unpalatable Poria Biscuits. "

"Are you really Song Qiaoxi?"

Wang Junyang shook his head, closed his eyes and opened it again, as if he didn't believe what he saw before his eyes.

Wang Junyang's complexion is a healthy wheat color. At this moment, everyone can see that his blush has reached the roots of his ears.

This time it was Song Qiaoxi's turn to be dazed, put down the bag, rubbed her face with both hands, turned her head and asked Ding Miao, "Miaomiao, have I changed so much?"

Sister Miao, who is accustomed to strong winds and waves, has accepted the fact that she grew up playing with her, and the cute and round little girlfriend has become a little fairy.

Recovering the look of Sister Cool, Ding Miao shrugged, facing Wang Junyang and Ding Yi's direction, Nunu chin, and replied: "Yes, if I didn't listen to you, I wouldn't even dare to recognize them, let alone them? "

"Chu Jin, why don't you think I have changed so much?" Song Qiaoxi took Chu Jin's arm and pointed another finger to her face.

Chu Jin was clearing the desk, and as soon as he raised his head, he ran into Song Qiaoxi's eyes that were as clear as diamonds.

After a few seconds of silence, he lied to her for the first time, "I, I really didn't notice..."

After speaking, Chu Jin lowered his head and continued to organize his books.

But only he himself knows that the stack of books in his hand are exercises done in the Olympiad competition last semester. They have long been useless. Pretending to be tidy up is nothing more than to cover up the inner anxiety.

It was not that he didn't notice Song Qiaoxi's change, but he hid the secret secretly without telling her.

Before Song Qiaoxi, everyone thought she was just cute and cute, and only Chu Jin knew her goodness and beauty.

And now, his little girl has grown up.

She is like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, spreading her beautiful wings in the sun, flapping her wings high, and amazed the time.

Perhaps this is more like Chu Jin's heart, a treasure that has been cherished for many years, but was discovered by everyone overnight.