Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling - Chapter 14

Song Qiaoxi had a very happy week after Chu Jin came back.

She usually likes to sleep in late, but these days she has become an early “bird”, without her mother calling at all.

Often before dawn, I woke up at 5 o’clock in the morning.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he turned over like a carp, pulling the edge of the big bed and looking down, and at a glance, he could see Chu Jin lying flat on the small bed.

When Chu Jin even went to sleep, he maintained a good posture, lying flat, with his hands folded on his abdomen, and there was no sound of breathing.

He thinks he should be very light, not like he slept very hard, and he likes chaotic pupa.

Mother always said that she was asleep, like a little piglet, often humming and talking in sleep, and running around in circles.

I often stay at the head of the bed when I go to bed at night, and go to the end of the bed in the middle of the night, I don’t even know.

Mom also said that even if she put a kick on her ear, she probably wouldn’t wake up.

Every time he wakes up and turns over, even if he has restrained his movements, Nuo Tuanzi thinks that there is no movement.

But at the moment when he poked his head out, he could always see Chu Jin suddenly open his eyes. In the first few seconds, his dark eyes even flickered, as if he had been frightened.

Even, breathing is a bit rapid.

Why do you wake up so quickly when you hear something?

Who frightened him?

Song Qiaoxi had a headache, she felt that she had one more goal to protect Chu Jin.

In addition to not making him a big bad guy, eating more meat to grow taller, but also letting him sleep well and deep sleep, not always awakened by a little movement.

For children, sleep is as important as eating meat, and they don’t grow up if they don’t sleep well.

Today is Friday. Early in the morning, Nuo Tuanzi woke up and found that her mother had already gotten up. She should have gone to the morning market. His father had a night shift last night and had not yet arrived home.

Yesterday, I heard my mother say that the fennel seedlings in the morning market are very tender, and they look soft, and in the afternoon, I heard my mother’s “clanging” chopping meat.

Mom can be careful, saying that the minced meat is not as delicious as the hand-cut meat, and then put the meat in the refrigerator in advance, and today I will give her and Chu Jin dumplings of fennel seedlings.

Dumplings with fennel seedlings are delicious, whether they are wrapped in pork with pork or vegetarian dumplings with eggs, together with the “tiger dish” which is served with father’s secret recipe.

Wow……

That’s amazing!

Song Qiaoxi’s saliva was about to flow out.

She swallowed her saliva and rolled over as usual, lying on the side of the bed without making a sound. When Chu Jin calmed down and raised her eyes to look at her, she smiled expectantly at him.

Even though Chu Jin was used to being awakened by Xiao Nuo Tuan’s turning over, he was woken up by his aunt after falling asleep at his uncle’s house before, and he couldn’t wake up naturally.

Whenever there is a little movement, he will always wake up with a rapid heartbeat.

Calm down, raise your eyes.

On the upper left is a toot face with a bright smile, Xiao Nuo Tuan has a mess of curly hair, looks charming and cute, and his big apricot eyes are shining.

Song Qiaoxi licked her lips and smiled happily. She stretched out her small hand to scratch him, eyes bent into crescents, “Today, we are going to eat dumplings!”

laugh……

Chu Jin covered his eyes with the back of his hand and laughed softly.

The little greedy mouth is full of food.

Song Qiaoxi looked at the corners of his slightly raised mouth in surprise, her pale hands covered half of her face, but she heard the small, breathy smile.

Although, only a short time.

She shook her head, and her long curly hair flew around.

Nuo Tuanzi raised her head and patted her cheek with Chubby’s hand, thinking that she hadn’t woken up yet, could it be that she was sleepy and misunderstood, right? !

Chu Jin, did you really laugh just now?

It was the first time I saw him smile in so long.

The little brother laughed. Although he can’t see his eyes, the way his lips are raised is also very beautiful.

The small steel wire bed made a “squeaky yoyo” sound. She recovered and found that Chu Jin had gotten up and started to make the bed.

Immediately he supported his body, sat up from the big bed, knelt on the summer mat, fold the towels and quilts like a decent learning Chu Jin. After trying for a long time, they did not fold into neat “tofu cubes” after all.

Compared with Chu Jin’s folded towel quilt, Song Qiaoxi folded it and completed a “tofu dregs” project.

The two cubs finished washing in the bathroom, and their mother has not yet returned.

After Song Qiaoxi washed her face, she was upset by her messy curly hair. The broken hair always brushed her eyes and cheeks, making it tingling and uncomfortable.

She wanted to try to tie her braids, step on her slippers to return to the bedroom, and climb onto the dressing table stool.

With a rubber band in his mouth, holding a wooden comb in his hand, I tried to look at the mirror like my mother for a long time, but I couldn’t tie it no matter what.

It looks easy to tie a braid, but in practice, it is really difficult to get to the sky!

Soon, her arms became sour and numb from being held up all the time, and the wooden comb also ripped off several curly hairs, which made her **** and gasp in pain.

Finally, he threw the comb to the dressing table in frustration, and sighed.

Chu Jinben was reading a book in the living room, remembering that Mother Song had to open the bedroom window for ventilation every day, put down the book and went back to the bedroom.

I just saw Xiao Nuo Tuan with a rubber band in his mouth, throwing the comb with several long hairs on the dressing table, holding his hands on his chest and sulking, his eyes were red.

He walked behind her and opened the window.

In the early morning of late summer, fresh air with a smell of dew poured into the room, and the little house sparrow squeaked twice on the window sill, flapped its wings and flew.

Turning around, she saw Song Qiaoxi’s unwillingness to give up. She wanted to grab the comb and try again. She took a look at several torn long hairs, and shook her head to gently put the comb down.

Two small hands were raised up, one on the left and the other on the right, scratching the scalp, and planting his forehead against the desktop with a “puff”.

Song Qiaoxi was desperate, pressing her forehead against the cold desk, and muttering: “I’m too difficult…”

Someone patted her on the shoulder, and the boy’s voice was flat, “Head up.”

He raised his head obediently, and saw in the mirror that Chu Jin picked up the comb of the dressing table and took off a few tangled curly hairs.

He first spread the tangled curly hair with his fingers, and then combed it out one by one, gently, without pulling the scalp at all, nor stubbing out a single piece of hair.

After a while, the two braids, like bunny ears, draped over the ears.

Song Qiaoxi stared at herself in the mirror with wide eyes, and shook her head so that the broken hair no longer caught her eyes.

Look left and right. It turns out to be as good as the one made by his mother. It’s incredible. How did he do it?

“Have you learned to tie braids?”

She asked in surprise.

As a boy, his hands are so skillful, so amazing…

Unlike Wang Junyang and the others, the kindergarten’s handicraft classes are always ranked in the bottom, and they can’t be turned well even if they play with flower ropes, let alone braids and wrap the book cover!

“I haven’t studied before.” Chu Jin glanced at the dumpling, shook his head, put down the comb and walked out of the bedroom expressionlessly, returned to the dining table and sat down and continued reading.

Following him all the way to the living room, Song Qiaoxi also climbed up the chair and sat across from him.

The little arm supported the tabletop and looked over, and leaned in front of him and said condescendingly: “It’s true, you can tie it so well without learning, you are such a genius! The uncles and aunts in the courtyard before, said you are a child prodigy. ……”

Chu Jin frowned slightly. Hearing what Tuanzi said, he lifted his head from the book.

On her round apple face, her big eyes stared roundly, staring at herself as if looking at a giant panda in a zoo.

Can’t help but chuckle.

Aunt Qiao tied her hair in the morning. I saw it a few times and learned it easily.

What a fool, I don’t know how to learn every day…

He pursed his mouth and shook his head, then lowered his head to continue reading.

Suppose Song Qiaoxi thinks she is drowsy when talking about her smile when she wakes up, and she is wrong.

Just now, she really saw Chu Jin smile slightly.

That smile was fleeting.

If it wasn’t because I didn’t even blink my eyes, I might have missed it.

When Chu Jin smiled, he lowered his eyes, the peach-blossom eyes were only slightly curved, and his face didn’t seem so pale anymore, and the whole person seemed to suddenly become more childish and lively.

Song Qiaoxi saw that he obviously stopped paying attention to herself, got off her chair wittily, walked to the TV, and picked up the remote control. “The Legend of the New White Lady” was about to start broadcasting.

After thinking about it again, I finally put the remote control back without pressing the red round button.

Chu Jin likes Jing, and watching TV might disturb him.

She ran to the small bedroom to the west, found a copy of “Pippi Longstocking” on the bookshelf, went back to the living room, nestled on the sofa, and read the book quietly.

When my mother came back from the morning market, she was surprised to find that the two cubs had finished washing. When she stretched her head to see, the window of the master bedroom was opened for ventilation, and the bed was also tidied.

This little Chu is so sensible, it really hurts…

Chu Jin sat at the dining table as usual, flipping his “Count of Monte Cristo” page by page.

Xiao Nuo Tuan’s hair is neatly combed with two double ponytails, holding a copy of “Pippi Longstocking”, lying on the sofa can also watch.

The two children were not far away, no one spoke, but they were very harmonious.

Chu Jin was pale and beautiful like a girl, with exquisite features and impeccable features. His own girl was carved and jade-like, charming and cute. The appearance of two children reading carefully in the warm sun in the morning was as beautiful as a painting.

Huh? Her daughter’s two ponytails are neatly combed, maybe she didn’t tie it herself?

“Mom! You’re back!” Song Qiaoxi dropped the yellow book, jumped off the sofa, and rushed barefoot to hug her mother.

“Why don’t you wear slippers, don’t be obedient, hurry up, put on your shoes.” Mother Song scolded her with a smile on her face, “Who gave you the braids and the braids are pretty good?”

“Chu Jinzha! He is so amazing, mother, Chu Jin is a genius!”

Making a face to his mother, the dumpling jumped back to put on slippers, and found that Chu Jin was walking in the direction of the entrance.

He took the food from his mother and said early, politely: “Auntie, I will help you.”

“Xiao Chujin is so good, do you think Xixi is a little annoying, she doesn’t know how to tie her braids?” Mom changed shoes at the door, smiled and handed him the plastic bag in her hand, “Thank you, Chu Jin, put them all in the kitchen. That’s it.”

“I’m not annoying…”

Song Qiaoxi pouted, put on her slippers and yelled unhappily when she saw Chu Jin gently shook her head to her mother.

Let’s just say, Chu Jin won’t think he is annoying!

When the mother three finished eating early, my father came back from the night shift.

Father Song rubbed Chu Jin’s head, twitched her face with the beard, itching and prickling her, giggling and hiding in his mother’s arms.

After that, my father didn’t go to make up for sleep first, but helped mother mix the dumpling noodles.

Song Qiaoxi lay on the dining table, watching with interest his father kneading the noodles.

Mother is busy in the kitchen, and Chu Jin helps her mother choose vegetables in the kitchen. She has just been kicked out of the kitchen by her mother because she is too good at choosing dishes…

Suddenly, a thought popped out of the little head.

If Chu Jin could live with them all the time, how good would it be?