Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling - Chapter 16

The window of the neighborhood committee was wide open, and the old ceiling fan “Xiaoyouyou” turned hard, and the smell of cigarettes in the hot wind wafted out of the window.

There is an outer wall more than one meter high under the window sill. At the root of the wall, four small hairs squatted into a ball are sitting.

On the far left is Chu Jin holding the book, and then Song Qiaoxi with curly hair and double ponytails. On her right is Wang Junyang, a guy with a single eyelid, and Ding Yi with glasses on her right.

Except for Chu Jin on the far left, a short distance from Song Qiaoxi, the three children huddled together like canned yellow peaches.

They could hear the sound of talking in the room clearly, Song Qiaoxi covered her mouth with one hand to prevent herself from making any movement.

Shrugging his nose, frowning unhappily.

Fortunately, Dad doesn’t smoke, the smell of cigarettes is really stinky…

“…We also deeply regret the tragic deaths of Officer Chu and Reporter Sun.”

A long period of official speech made her drowsy, and her head swayed from side to side, almost knocking on Wang Junyang’s shoulder.

There was a sudden shaking, and it was considered awake.

This human voice is very strange, it should be the big belly leader Wang Junyang said.

“Our neighborhood committee did not do less work. The custody of this child is with his uncle, but his uncle ran away with the money, and no one can find it! Hey, let’s not talk about the two uncles. It’s obvious to all. We also contacted the orphanage. The problem now is that the child’s guardianship cannot be transferred, and the orphanage will not accept it…”

The sharp female voice made Song Qiaoxi more sober, and Aunt Gao spoke fast and anxiously.

Hearing “Uncle Bastard”, there was a hot anger in her chest, she turned her head, and glanced distressedly at Chu Jin, who was sitting on the left.

There was no expression on his face, Nuo Tuanzi hurriedly withdrew his gaze with a guilty conscience.

“Let me express my opinion, Chu Jin is a good boy, Lao Chu and Xiaosun have known us for so many years, and there is nothing to say about the relationship. Xiao Chujin even called the police to save my daughter.”

It’s Dad!

Song Qiaoxi raised her ears excitedly, holding her two small hands on her chest.

“I have discussed with the object, and Qiao Qin has no objection. To be a man, we must know the gratitude. If we raise the child, we will become an extra son in the Song family.”

Hearing this, her little heart thumped and thumped, not daring to look in Chu Jin’s direction.

No matter what Chu Jin’s expression was on, Tuanzi just didn’t have the courage to look over at this moment.

“Brother Song, the conditions are like this for our two children… To be honest, Officer Chu did not help my family less back then. It is unrealistic for the children to live in our house, but my Ding family does not lack his pair of chopsticks. There is Ding Yiding. When Miao ate, Chu made a bite of rice.”

Dad Ding speaks slowly, but his words are very important.

Song Qiaoxi probed to the right, looked at Ding Yi who was squatting on the ground through Wang Junyang, and gave him a thumbs up.

Ding Yi pressed his head to his chest shyly.

“The two old buddies are talking about it. We don’t play any tricks. The child’s tuition and living expenses go to the university. As long as he is willing to study, even if he gets a Ph.D., my home will also provide it.

That’s right, my wife and I are usually busy, and the stinky boy Wang Junyang at home has no time to take care of it. It is indeed a bit difficult to live in my house…”

After Dad Wang finished speaking, several people started to discuss with each other.

Chu Jin listened to the noisy argument, feeling complicated, his teeth biting his lips tightly until the smell of fishy sweetness filled his mouth.

Just now, he made up his mind to make a decision, a decision that no one can change.

Taking a deep breath, he thrust the book in Song Qiaoxi’s arms into Song Qiaoxi’s arms.

He stood up under the surprised eyes of the three of them, took a few steps calmly, and pushed open the wooden door of the neighborhood committee office.

Several people in the room were obviously taken aback, staring at each other.

Father Song seemed to be the first to come back to his senses, walked quickly in front of him, bent down, put his big warm hand on his shoulder, and smiled at him.

Chu Jin squeezed his palm tightly with his fingers, trying to control his nervousness.

After adjusting his breath, he pointed his finger in the direction of the boiler room, and said clearly: “Thank you Uncle Song, I don’t live in your house, but I live in the boiler room. I can take care of myself. I owe you tuition and living expenses. , Give you an IOU, and I will pay it back later…”

When a 7-year-old child made these remarks, the neighborhood committee’s office was quiet for a few seconds, and the pot instantly exploded.

Song Qiaoxi sat under the window sill dumbly, Wang Junyang and Ding Yi both looked at her, as if waiting for her to make a decision.

And my own mind has become a mess, is this script wrong?

In the original book, this paragraph has not been written…

How can people live in such a dilapidated boiler room!

Holding the “Count of Monte Cristo”, my ears were filled with the ups and downs of arguing from several adults.

The Nuo Tuanzi under the windowsill “listened to the corner” was panicked to death. After a long time, he finally understood.

All the adults in the office are trying to persuade Chu Jin to accept Father Song’s kindness.

But the boy with clear logic and firm stance is so easily persuaded?

In the face of all the adults’ concerns, Chu Jin answered them calmly, sincere and polite, making people unable to spot any problems, even the most agile-mouthed Aunt Gao was choked by him to speak. I slapped my thigh in a hurry.

Song Qiaoxi heard so many things from Chu Jin for the first time, and even if she were to use 10-year-old logical thinking, many of them could not be said by herself.

As if what he decided, no one could make a change.

After arguing for a long time, Chu Jin seemed to have eaten a weight, bitten to death and wanted to live in the boiler room.

At this time, Aunt Gao’s words broke the deadlock.

“Comrades, cough cough, listen to me.” Aunt Gao cleared her throat and raised the volume. “This, the boiler room, it’s not unacceptable to live in. It’s pretty bright after tidying up. Lao Li and the others slept on duty before. That house is not warm in winter.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the office was immediately quiet.

After clearing her throat, Aunt Gao continued: “Ah, well, isn’t it our neighborhood committee next to the boiler room? It’s also safe. I have long heard that Xiao Chu is capable of taking care of himself, and after that, our neighbors all took care of him. With so many people in the compound, can’t you still pull a child!”

What Dad Song said, she didn’t hear it clearly.

My father’s voice was immediately overwhelmed by the big belly leader: “I agree with Director Gao’s words. This political consciousness is very high and deserves praise.”

The sound of knuckles tapping on the desktop sounded twice, and the leader went on to say: “Xiao Song, the housing at home is not well-stocked now. It will not be too late to take the child in after our unit improves the housing in two years. Your family is a girl. , It’s not convenient to live, isn’t it. The times are different now. In the old society there were child brides and daughters-in-law. You want to raise a virgin son-in-law!”

Knowing that the uncle leader was joking, Song Qiaoxi, who was sitting at the root of the wall, still got hot with her small face and buried her head in the book like a little quail.

“I think the boiler room is idle and idle, and the conditions for renovation are not bad. On behalf of the company, I issued a unit canteen meal card for the children, and the usual eating problems have been solved. If the children have good results, we can give extra scholarships. In daily life, the courtyard and neighbors take care of each other.”

After the leader finished speaking, everyone except Father Song seconded.

Song Qiaoxi listened to her father’s argument, but she couldn’t match the persuasion of the crowd at all.

More importantly, Chu does his own attitude.

He was too determined to kill him to live in Song’s house.

Song Qiaoxi was about to lose her breath, and after listening for a long time, she was anxiously restless.

The adults inside said something to me, and Father Song sighed, which made Xiao Nuo Tuan really unable to hold on.

Her nose and eyes were sore, her breathing was rapid, Song Qiaoxi guarded the book in her hand, supported her body with her left hand, swayed and wanted to stand up.

Because I squatted for a long time, my legs became numb, and I shook a little bit before I stood firm.

Can’t let Chu Jin go…

Saying nothing can make him leave again!

With this idea in her mind, she would rush into the neighborhood committee office to join the “war” regardless.