Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling - Chapter 26

Dad, what’s wrong?

Song Qiaoxi was stunned, her brain turned quickly, but she didn’t understand why her father asked such a weird question…

After all, in the old memory of the orphanage before, there is no parent and mother by his side.

And no one would be okay and silly, asking a little orphan like “Who do you like best, dad and mom?”, “who do you save first when dad and mom fell into the water” this kind of bear relatives in the nineties would often ask The “two deficiencies” issue.

Xiao Nuo Tuan was only a ten-year-old child in his old memory. He was suddenly asked by his father and thought about it.

Dad and Chu Jin, both of them are very good to themselves. If they fall into the water together, who are they going to save?

Immediately began to replenish the brain.

I extracted all scenes related to rivers, lakes and seas from story books, TV shows, and movies I have read. I quickly squeezed out two stickmans in the brain, and replaced their heads with the faces of Dad and Chu Jin, stickman. Was instantly involved in the vast ocean.

The sea is rough, the wind is howling, the sky is densely covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Song Qiaoxi alone, lying on the crumbling little white boat in a search, watched the two stick figures with their father and Chu Jin’s head floating up and down not far away, calling for help.

That was anxious, anxious, and it made Xiao Nuo Tuan a mess.

As soon as the scene was imagined, Song Qiaoxi couldn’t control her emotions in an instant, and was almost on the verge of collapse…

What can I do?

Dad is her favorite relative, and Chu Jin is her favorite little brother. Both of them are the most important people, and neither of them is missing.

She is also desperate, but she… she can’t swim, no one can save it? !

Two people are not saved, does that mean…

It means that Dad and Chu Jin are dying! ! !

Otherwise, men don’t care how old they are, and occasionally they have brain cramps and “sick”, making jokes accidentally fired.

Song Jianguo originally wanted to tease her girl with a few words, let Xixi say a few soft words, and act like a baby at herself, but didn’t want her to really choose one.

After asking the question, he actually regretted it.

After pondering over and over again, I feel that this joke is really overdone?

He didn’t stand up, and continued to squat in front of Song Qiaoxi. When he saw his glutinous dumplings stunned in place, his delicate eyebrows slowly furrowed, and his small mouth pouted, as if thinking about something.

Looking at the big clear eyes of the girl, he slowly covered a layer of mist, and the eye sockets began to redden slightly, no, the end of the eyes had become ruddy.

The ivory white, softer cheeks than soft tofu, instantly stained with a faint blush…

Xixi was aggrieved, as if she couldn’t bear it anymore, her mouth was squeezed, and she cried out with a “wow”, tears and pearls rolled from her face one by one.

Emma, ​​Song Jianguo immediately panicked, seeing the girl crying sadly, and wished to squeeze two of his lips on the spot.

Make yourself cheap!

Make yourself jealous!

He cares about who is the number one in his daughter’s heart. As long as Song Jianguo has always put Song Qiaoxi on the cusp of his heart in this life, can it be the first place forever?

Alas, I was happy when I went out. Before I let her have fun, I made the child cry first…

Song Jianguo knelt on one knee, sweating on his forehead with anxiety.

I didn’t care about wiping, and hurriedly hugged the soft and waxy dumpling, let her lean on him, and took out a plaid handkerchief from her trouser pocket to gently wipe her tears.

As he wiped it, he softly coaxed in the gentlest tone, “Oh, my **** girl, don’t cry or cry, it’s my dad who said something wrong, dad shouldn’t ask you this kind of question.”

Seeing that she couldn’t coax her girl anyhow, Song Jianguo grabbed her girl’s little hand and patted his mouth vigorously. He said, “It’s all Dad’s broken mouth. It’s Dad’s fault. Beat Dad, beat Dad!”

Xiao Nuo Tuan was completely immersed in sad emotions…

Song Qiaoxi, who is sentimental, can’t even think of such a terrible scene.

She doesn’t know how to swim, and her father always laughed at her as a “land duck”. In summer, when she went to the swimming pool, she would just set a little yellow duck swimming ring in the children’s pool, and she couldn’t save anyone.

Although Dad can swim, does Chu Jin know how to swim? !

Song Qiaoxi’s heart was made of exquisite and clear colored glaze, and it was like a clear Bitan, which could be seen to the bottom at a glance.

She always loves and hates clearly. She does her best to treat the people she likes. She doesn’t ask for anything in return. She can’t bear the slightest harm to the people around her, even the harm she imagined.

Huh, huh…

When she was about to cry, she was surprised to find that Dad was holding his hand and hitting him in the mouth?

“Don’t fight…Dad, Dad won’t fight.”

While crying, Nuo Tuanzi refused to let his father hit him in the mouth, and desperately pulled his little hand back, looking at him suspiciously.

Dad, is this dizzy?

Father Song softly coaxed her: “Okay, Xixi said that if you don’t fight, you won’t fight, and if you don’t cry, OK, dad apologizes to you. It’s your dad who said something wrong, so the girl will take it as it is and forget it. Did the stupid question that Dad asked just now succeeded?”

She choked, thought about it, her brows still frowned, bit her lip and shook her head.

But, what if such a terrible thing really happens one day?

The little Nuo Tuan, who was just in a better mood, showed signs of collapse again, and her mouth slumped, “Woo…Woo, then you really fell into the water with Brother Chu Jin, what can I do? Wow, I can’t save you two…”

“Xixi, you forgot, dad can swim, and he can swim very well! I remember Chu Jin’s dad also sent Chu Jin to learn to swim. I heard your mother said that he has also participated in the swimming team of the Children’s Palace?

Yes, there is such a thing, I also wanted you and Wang Junyang to study together at the time.

Father Song took a handkerchief to help her blow her nose, squeezed her small face, and explained to her girl a little bit in a good voice, hoping she could relax her heart knot.

Song Qiaoxi recalled for a while, it seemed that there was such a thing…

Oh, this scene suddenly became a bit embarrassing?

I blame my father for making such a joke, it’s really not funny at all!

She even wanted to learn from the original owner and murmured “Smelly Dad” to express her dissatisfaction, making herself very sad.

Finding that Song Qiaoxi was more emotionally stable, after Song Jianguo realized the seriousness of the situation, he carried out a deep self-reflection.

Many adults think that they are innocent jokes, and they really can’t just play with children casually.

The child’s mind is simple and sensitive, thinking about problems directly, and will not turn a corner.

If you are not careful, it is easy to cause a lot of shadows on the child.

He must find it to make up, but he can’t leave Xixi with any “sequelae”.

Holding Song Qiaoxi’s two hands, Song Jianguo asked the girl to face him, and said earnestly: “Also, we Xixi has to promise Dad to remember one thing, and remember it?”

Xiao Nuo Tuan nodded ignorantly, blinked his big eyes filled with steam, stared at him motionlessly, so pitifully obedient.

“I, I never need a girl to save, because you are my baby bumps, call me dad, then dad will protect you for the rest of your life.

Xixi can rest assured. If Xiao Chu and I fall into the water, Dad will definitely rescue Xiao Chu safely. You must trust Dad and have the ability to protect you and Mom.

Why don’t you believe it? Come, see how strong your father’s muscles are, touch them! “

After speaking the truth, Song Jianguo laughed when he noticed that the Nuo Tuanzi “puchi”.

The little girl stretched out her finger, poked his biceps, then poked her own fleshy arm in the same position, sticking out her tongue, “Why is mine so soft?”

With teardrops still hanging on her face, Song Qiaoxi’s crying eyes looked even bigger because of redness.

But Song Jianguo could see that the girl’s mood was definitely overcast, and she was much more beautiful.

The two men just squatted beside the bookshelf in the middle of the children’s area and the classics area, passing by many customers who bought books, including adults and children, stopped and looked sideways.

To be blamed, I can only blame Song Jiaye for their looks too high.

This is not a family of three. If Qiao Qin is with him, the three will be like the models in the magazine, and the rate of return will be higher.

Song Jianguo had just turned 30 in 1996 and was in his prime of life. He was given the nickname “Qizhou Fei Xiang” in his work unit. Many people thought he was a minority or mixed race.

The customers who came and went saw a tall, handsome man with curly hair and profound features, who was at a loss and cautiously wiping tears to the little girl.

A curly-haired man nestled in his arms with a pink and jade-cut female doll. She was dressed in a light blue puff sleeve skirt and was cute, with curly hair on her forehead.

At first glance, the girl and the man are a family, both with curly hair.

It’s such a beautiful female doll, the tip of her nose is crying red, and anyone who sees it feels distressed.

On big weekends, most mothers brought their children to the bookstore. Several mothers were enthusiastic, afraid that the older men would have no experience in bringing children, so they stepped forward to help Song Jianguo coax Song Qiaoxi.

Nuo Tuanzi had a thin face, and his face was hot with shame when seeing so many aunts who came around.

There was also a tiger-headed little brother who walked over and stuffed her with a lollipop.

Rubbing her eyes and stopped crying, Xiao Nuo Tuan glanced at the lollipop in her palm. This kind of candy looked very advanced, she hadn’t seen it before, and looked up at her dad in embarrassment.

If you don’t get the consent of your parents, you can’t accept it even if you like it again.

An aunt smiled comfortingly at her, “Little brother gave it to you, eat a sweet bite, little sister stop crying.”

The boy standing aside gave her a shy look and nodded to Song Qiaoxi.

“Thank you, I saw the joke…” Dad smiled sorry to Auntie, and said to Nuo Tuanzi, “Take it, thank you brother, thank you Auntie.”

Hearing the words from her father, Song Qiaoxi politely said “thank you” to her aunt and her little brother, holding the lollipop in her palm.

Passers-by dispersed, and Nuo Tuanzi reconciled with his father as well.

She quietly put the special-looking candy in the pocket of her dress, not willing to eat it, there were other careful thoughts hidden in it.

The two of them happily visited the Xinhua Bookstore. Song Qiaoxi experienced the joy of “buy, buy, buy” for the first time. This place is like heaven, there are too many beautiful books!

In the end, the two of them brought out a large pile of them, and among them was the Chinese version of “Kill a Mockingbird” that she called for.

Xiao Nuo Tuan is very curious, what stories are told in the foreign books that Chu Jin holds every day? Let her father find this one for her.

Song Qiaoxi, who was sitting on her father’s motorcycle, felt the candy in her pocket. The sun in mid-September was still a bit scorching. The slight hot wind blew the ribbon on her bud, and she and her father were packed on the motorcycle handlebar. Lunch.

Except for the little bit of unpleasant episodes, this morning, I had a wonderful time!

Returning to the compound, parked the motorcycle, Song Jianguo took off his helmet, and looked left and right with Xixi’s small face, confirming that he couldn’t tell with the naked eye that she cried, before he hugged her off the motorcycle.

Thinking about it, Dad Song, the “wife slave” and “daughter slave”, took out the fullest smile, bent over and said to her daughter: “Xixi, will your dad make an agreement with you? If you promised your dad, tomorrow I’ll buy you Xue Ji’s roasted chestnuts and sweet potato chips.”

Candied chestnuts? !

Sweet potato chips? !

Good guy, really good guy, or Xue Ji roasted chestnuts and sweet potato chips!

There is a Xueji roasted seeds and nuts near the newspaper compound. The dried fruit roasted seeds and nuts sold in that store are delicious.

The fragrant chestnuts were tumbling with black stones in the boss’s pot. Every time I passed by, Song Qiaoxi could smell the caramel and the fragrance of chestnuts in the air.

Close to the front door of the store, she hopes every time that her mother’s bike rides slower and slower, so that she can appreciate the caramel color of the caramelized chestnuts.

The shiny reddish brown is simply the most beautiful color in the world!

Before, my mother would buy her some chestnuts or sweet potato chips every once in a while.

The brown paper bag is filled with a bag full of hot chestnuts. Regardless of the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, licking the sugar coating of the chestnut shell with the tip of your tongue will give you a strong sense of happiness.

A mouthful of fragrant chestnut meat is eaten in your mouth, and the taste is soft and glutinous, mixed with the sweet taste, it is simply unstoppable.

It’s just that Nuo Danzi hasn’t eaten candied chestnuts and sweet potato chips for a long time.

Because a month ago, she was greedy, ate too many chestnuts at one time, had trouble accumulating food, vomiting and diarrhea all night…

Mom forbids her to touch these undigestible foods for a short time.

It seems that Dad with a bad memory has forgotten about it?

If you forget, don’t remind him, let Dad be a happy fish with only seven seconds of memory!

Nuo Danzi nodded hurriedly, the sugar rose oil spinner, stinky tofu, grilled gluten, grilled mutton skewers that he had just eaten…are not fragrant anymore.

Father Song grabbed one of his fluffy curly hair, and whispered in a pleasing tone: “My dear, today my dad made you cry. Don’t tell mom! Or, your mom can’t spare me… ….”

“Don’t worry, Dad, I won’t say.”

She raised her right hand, raised three fingers, and swears secretly in her heart in the name of the candied chestnuts.

As long as Dad’s candied chestnuts are in place, the vows between them will count for the rest of their lives.

I would definitely not take the initiative to “report and expose” and ask my mother to file a complaint.

Rubbing Xiao Nuo Tuan’s head with satisfaction, Song Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that whether you can block the mouth of the greedy cat depends on whether the “tribute” is in place.

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After lunch, Song Qiaoxi offered to send Chu Jin back to the boiler room.

“There are so many books, you must not be able to handle it, can I help you?”

She pointed to a stack of books half a person tall on the small wooden table in the hallway, sitting on the chair with her short legs, smiling and looking at Chu Jin.

Chu Jin frowned and glanced at the glutinous dumpling that had no power to bind the chicken in his hand, and then visually measured the weight of the book, shook his head expressionlessly, and his thin lips touched and closed, “No need.”

“You can’t take it, it’s so heavy…”

While talking, Song Qiaoxi jumped down from the chair and wanted to walk over to weigh the weight of the stack of books.

Chu Jin also stood up and grabbed Nuo Tuanzi’s wrist to prevent her from passing.

He turned his face away, trying not to let himself look at her white and tender little hands.

Sometimes, when she touched herself with her little hand, her body would be itchy, which always reminds people of the three-petal mouth of a furry little rabbit…

Looking down at the desktop, the boy’s voice was a little hoarse, but very magnetic, and said in a deep voice: “It’s very heavy, the new book is very papery, and it’s easy to cut your hands. Don’t you remember?”

After speaking, she let go of her fleshy wrist, walked straight over, opened the black schoolbag on the pedal in the hallway, put the books in, and closed the zipper with a “stab”.

The TV in the living room was still on, there was noon news, and there was intermittent sound of water from the kitchen. Uncle Song was smiling and saying something to Aunt Qiao.

Chu Jin put down his schoolbag and walked to the door of the kitchen.

When he was used to returning to the boiler room, he took out the kitchen waste, so that the Song family did not need to go to the door more.

Pulling open the bead curtain, Aunt Qiao just came out with the washed rag, and the boy gave her way.

Qiao Qin smiled at him, and quickly walked to the dining table and drove Song Qiaoxi to the sofa. He thought she was getting in the way, and while wiping the table, he said, “Thank you, Xiao Chujin, don’t worry about leaving. The book I bought in the morning is so heavy. Your Uncle Song will move you over.”

“No need, Auntie, I brought my schoolbag over, and carried it back without sinking. Tell your uncle, I will go back first.”

Chu Jin nodded to Mother Song, and walked to the hallway before Aunt Qiao called Uncle Song.

Just about to pick up my schoolbag, I remembered that I forgot to take the kitchen garbage.

Turning his head, he saw Nuo Tuanzi jumping to his side with a plastic bag of kitchen garbage in his hand.

“Today, I will take out the garbage!”

Song Qiaoxi lifted the trash bag “crashing” and smiled triumphantly.

It’s like saying, look, it can stick to you if you don’t take the book for you.

Recently, she really looks like a sticky little tail.

I always have to follow where I go, the kind that I can’t leave…

Shaking his head helplessly, Chu Jin turned around and put on his schoolbag, his shoulders were immediately pressed by the schoolbag strap with two deep marks.

He opened the iron gate of the Song family and walked out. Song Qiaoxi hummed a little song and followed behind him. Just before the iron gate “Ba Hao” closed, he got out flexibly.

There are several household garbage bins in the compound. When you walk out from the Songjia corridor, one is 30 meters toward the exit of the compound, and one is close to 100 meters toward the boiler room, and there is another dumpster.

Song Qiaoxi didn’t hesitate to choose the one far away from home, followed closely behind his ass, and chased Chu Jin’s somewhat heavy footsteps.

Seeing Chu Jin glanced back at her, it seemed as if he was questioning.

Song Qiaoxi hurriedly raised a small hand, touched her belly, and said cheerfully, “I have a good meal today. I just ate two lamb skewers, three steamed buns, a cucumber and a large bowl of mung bean soup. …..

Hehe, I ate You Xuan’er and stinky tofu with my dad before I came back at noon. Hey, do you think my stomach looks like the auntie Sun next door? My mother said that she is not fat, but there is a baby in her stomach, almost four. Months!

What is the name of that word, what is it pregnant with, yes, when I think of it, it’s pregnancy! “

Nuo Tuanzi meant to tell Chu Jin that she was too full to eat and her belly became chubby.

Now that he needs to walk to digest and digest food, he chose a trash can far away from home to take out the garbage, and walked with him back to the boiler room by the way.

I didn’t stick to him on purpose, I wanted to stay with him for a while…

Uh, well, in fact, there is also a factor in it.

Besides, there is still something I want to give him. Dad was there when he was at home, so he was too embarrassed to take it out.

As a result, Song Qiaoxi patronized and touched her belly, pulling her head without looking at the way, and bumped her head into a stiff, unidentified object…

Um, it hurts, it hurts, the nose hurts…

Song Qiaoxi clutched her sore nose, and threw the garbage bag on the ground. She raised her head and stared wide-eyed to see, who is so short-sighted in her way!

Hey, when did Chu Jin turn around, face him, stop and stop? !

Chu Jin stood upright in front of Nuo Tuanzi, his face was very ugly, and his brows frowned again.

He really loves to frown, why are so many troubles…

Song Qiaoxi rubbed her nose and saw that Chu Jin’s pale face was slightly bloody, and her pupils flashed with complex emotions?

She pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and just about to ask him what was wrong, Chu Jinqing’s voice came from above her head: “Song Qiaoxi, you can’t talk about those words just now, especially with boys.”

Clam?

What did you say just now?

Xiao Nuo Tuan froze in place, pondering for a long time before realizing what she didn’t let her say.

It’s just that he didn’t understand at all, why didn’t Chu Jin let himself say, what’s the matter with it, the belly that has been stretched out is very similar to the protruding belly of the neighbor’s Aunt Sun.

“Why?”

The nose was no longer sour, Song Qiaoxi tilted her head and blinked suspiciously.

Chu Jin took a deep breath, the pink color on his cheeks became darker, and he said in a very soft voice, “You are a girl, you can’t talk about anything…that is, that is an adult. Only when you are married will you have a baby. What are you talking about so little?”

“I don’t understand… why can’t I say it?”

Song Qiaoxi was a little offended when he turned on the “One Hundred Thousand Whys” mode.

In the memory of the orphanage, a few little girls played at home. Ragdolls are their little babies, and they are their mothers.

Isn’t it a normal thing to have a baby?

Xiao Nuo Tuan is very simple. Until now, he doesn’t even have the concept of gender, so he can’t understand the reason at all.

He tilted his head and stared at Chu Jin eagerly, unwilling to ask for an explanation.

Chu Jin studied a lot, and she was extraordinarily smart. Although she was only one year older than Song Qiaoxi, she did not know how many times mature than her in life.

He was afraid that Nuo Tuanzi would be “spoofed” in school and would make the children laugh. It was obviously for her good, so why would he be disobedient?

Being stared at by Xiao Nuo Tuan was a little irritable, Chu Jinshi continued to explain to her somehow, and then dropped a word in a low voice: “Anyway, you are not allowed to say it anymore, you will know when you grow up… “

In one hand, she picked up the garbage bag she had thrown on the ground, turned and walked to the boiler room.

It’s again “You’ll know when you grow up.” How come Chu Jin always loves to say this like an adult.

Song Qiaoxi mumbled in her heart.

Still following him, walking towards the boiler room like a tail.

Soon he walked to the trash can, watching Chu Jin threw the trash bag in, and turned around abruptly.

Not allowing herself to fall twice in the same pit, Song Qiaoxi swiftly stopped, and this time she didn’t knock to his chest. There was just two fists between the two.

One hand reached into her pocket and touched the lollipop that the little brother gave her at Xinhua Bookstore in the morning.

She had never seen that kind of candy, so she brought a whistle and was not willing to eat it.

Followed all the way, just to give him the sugar.

Nuo Tuanzi always felt that Chu Jin had eaten a lot of bitterness before, and wanted to collect all the sweetness in the world for him, so as to offset the previous bitterness.

Even if it cannot be completely offset, how much can be recovered.

“what?”

Song Qiaoxi stared at Chu Jin’s chest, seeming to have forgotten about the sugar, and let out a small exclamation.