Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling - Chapter 37

There is only one short month left until the end of the second semester of the second grade.

The elementary school chickens in Class 5 of the second grade are facing severe final exams again.

Song Qiaoxi is not nervous at all. The content of the second-year exam is still very simple for her. She knows that Chu Jin will definitely get good grades, and Miaomiao doesn’t have to worry.

The remaining two of the “Little Gang of Five”, Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, the results are really too headache, no, bald…

It has been completely predicted that the two little boys will have a “desolate” summer vacation.

In the past few months, my mother has been busy with the renovation of the new house, and there are a lot of school affairs, and she often goes home very late.

Recently, the newspaper where my father works seems to be undergoing some personnel changes

I heard from my father and Uncle Wang that they said that the president’s grandfather was about to retire in less than half a year, and several young and powerful president candidates who were qualified to “success” began to compete openly and secretly.

Father Song is very popular with the old president. Recently, he is often sent to other places on business trips to participate in various seminars. The old president has made it clear that he wants him to take over as the editor-in-chief, so Song Jianguo has been very busy recently.

Both of them were so busy that they could not take care of the two children as a dual-income family.

Qiao Qin and Song Jianguo thought about it for a moment. In the compound, there are a couple of good friends. The Ding family is already two dolls. Both of them work in the factory, and occasionally let the children go for a day or two. Supper was okay, and it was too long for others to eat.

Brother Wang and Wang’s daughter-in-law can’t even take care of Wang Junyang. They look at Wang Junyang pitifully carrying a take-out box home to eat. On weekends, the Song family will cook and let Yangyang come to the house for food, and the Wang family will count on it even more. Can’t make it.

Finally, I had to ask the old Xia couple on the fourth floor, Xia Qiumeng’s parents, to help take care of the dinner for the two children during the workday.

The couple was almost forty when they gave birth to Qiu Meng, and they were considered old men.

Lao Xia is the editor of the newspaper, and his wife works as a librarian in the university library. The two have a lot of free time, and the relationship between the two has always been very good.

It just happened that the girl was promoted to the third grade, and the elementary school attached to the normal school was about to start English classes. She was afraid that she would pay the Xia family’s living expenses directly. Mother Song thought of a way and asked Qiu Meng to give Song Qiaoxi some English lessons in advance. The bucks were stuffed into Xia’s mother’s purse as the living expenses of the two children eating dinner at Xia’s family for a month.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin suddenly became two “left-behind children”. Lunch was settled at the “Red Flag Small Dining Table”, and dinner went to Qiu Meng’s sister’s house to have dinner on the four floors.

After eating, I started to do homework with Chu Jin in the living room. After that, my sister taught her English, and Chu Jin read the original text book or studied Mathematical Olympiad questions next to her.

After a useless week, Qiu Meng took the dumplings to finish studying the International Phonetic Alphabet.

On this day, Xia Qiumeng took a repeater, put a disc of “Look, Listen & Learn” in English listening, holding the textbook, and taught Song Qiaoxi to read aloud every word.

Song Qiaoxi was in the fourth grade of elementary school when she was in the orphanage. Although the school also opened English classes, where can there be any formal English teachers in the remote towns in the north?

I can’t wait for my physical education teacher to come in my English class.

In summary, the school doesn’t pay attention to it, and students can’t be interested.

When Qiu Meng sister taught her the International Phonetic Alphabet and learned new English textbooks, she realized how interesting it was to learn a foreign language?

“MeetSandyandSue! ThisisSuesclass…”

Xiao Nuo Tuan’s sweet milky voice has a strong imitating ability, and it reads decently following the authentic English voice on the tape.

This set of textbooks is a children’s English textbook published by Longman. It is the same person as the author of the new concept. Chu Jin learned the new concept at a very young age and is quite familiar with the textbook.

After listening for a while, he didn’t consciously raise his head, glanced at Song Qiaoxi, and nodded slightly at her with encouragement in his eyes. He felt that her pronunciation was relatively standard for beginners.

Sister Qiu Meng heard her finish reading, temporarily turned off the repeater, pinched the small fleshy face of the dumpling and exclaimed: “Xi Xi, your English pronunciation is very authentic, really haven’t learned it before?”

“no……”

Song Qiaoxi shook her head, indeed she hadn’t studied before.

“That’s really talented. My sister has a lot of English fairy tale tapes here. I will give them to you when I leave. There are also some English picture books waiting for me to find out. You can take them home and read them,” Qiu Meng gently opened the new One page of the textbook, smiling at Chu, who was sitting across from him, “How does Xiao Chujin think of Xixi’s pronunciation? Your English is much better than mine, let’s comment?”

“Sister’s English is very good, don’t need to be modest,” he put down his book and politely looked into Xia Qiumeng’s eyes and replied, “Song Qiaoxi…as a beginner, it’s okay, and you need more practice.”

Chu Jin felt that the little girl had a good pronunciation, and she should be talented in learning foreign languages, but these few oral sentences of “drawing a gourd and painting a scoop” really can’t be called very good.

So according to the standard in his mind, he gave an evaluation of “pertinent” and “straight man”.

Song Qiaoxi thought that Chu Jin would praise her well, and looked at him with a smile, ready to be praised and get a great thumb.

As a result, after listening to it, the smiley face slowly collapsed.

I was muttering in my heart, what is meant by being a beginner…

It’s okay, but hesitated…

Humph, it’s not true to praise people at all!

The children’s inexplicable desire to win and lose, and the idea of ​​challenging authority, suddenly came up.

In the compound, both adults and children speak Chu Jin’s English well. Of course, sister Qiu Meng’s English is also very good, but Chu Jin is younger and naturally gets more praise.

Although he usually reads most of the original books, Song Qiaoxi has never heard Chu Jin speak English once.

Tuanzi’s self-esteem is particularly strong. If it’s something she doesn’t care about, it’s okay for anyone to be better than herself.

But she is talented in foreign languages. Sister Qiu Meng praised her personally. In the heart of the little guy, Sister Qiu Meng’s words are similar to the “sacred decree”.

What’s more, I really like learning foreign languages.

To put it bluntly, the fundamental reason was that Chu Jin hadn’t praised her well, and she couldn’t hold back her face.

I still feel a little wronged. I have worked so hard, and sister Qiu Meng praised her. Chu Jin is so good with her, why can’t I praise her well?

Without further ado, I turned to the back page of the red “Look, Listen&Learn” and found a text that looked very long and complicated.

Holding the textbook with both hands, “Ba Ha” spread out in front of Chu Jin.

Chu Jin just lowered his head, and when he heard the movement, he suddenly raised his head to find that there was a red-covered English textbook in front of him.

In front of him was Xiao Nuo Tuan’s not very happy face, and the pouting little mouth muttered, “Then you can give me a sample, okay?”

“…”

Frown slightly, don’t understand how I made her angry again?

“You let me, a ‘okay’ ‘beginner’, learn to learn?”

However, he keenly caught that Song Qiaoxi’s words emphasized the words “okay” and “beginner”.

It is inferred that she is unhappy because of her own evaluation?

Just about to coax her, she saw Xia Qiumeng’s expression of suffocating but not laughing, making Chu Jin a little bit unable to get off the stage.

Only then began to reflect, did Song Qiaoxi misunderstand those words just now?

Unexpectedly, she cares so much about her opinion.

The glutinous dumplings, which usually seem carefree, actually have a sensitive side.

A glance at the text on the textbook is a simple dialogue between children, without difficulty.

I stabilized my emotions and lowered my posture. “I don’t speak English very well. It’s just a little longer than you learned. I think you have a lot of potential. You may be able to learn it in about a year. Much better than me.”

He closed the textbook, racked his brains to mobilize all the brain cells to praise Song Qiaoxi, stood up and gently put it between Qiu Meng sister and her, fixedly looking at Xiao Nuo Tuan.

Song Qiaoxi looked at the textbook in front of her, and looked up at him.

This passage sounded a lot easier, and she tentatively asked, “Really? Do you think I can learn English well in the future?”

Chu Jin nodded solemnly, his eyes full of positive encouragement, “Sure, you… are so smart and talented in language. You can learn more languages ​​besides English in the future, so you’ll travel the world. “When you don’t need translation, you can communicate freely with people all over the world.”

“Yes, I can also learn French, Spanish, Japanese, Italian…This way, when we travel the world together, we won’t be afraid that foreigners will not understand what we are saying.”

Clenching her small fist, Song Qiaoxi was full of faith.

But Chu Jin and Qiu Meng laughed softly together after hearing her say this.

Sister Qiu Meng sorted out the broken hair on her forehead, and said softly, “Xixi, you have to figure out a concept. After you go abroad, are you a foreigner?”

“Oh, that seems to be the case? Ahahahahaha…”

She laughed embarrassedly.

It is 7:40 in the evening. It is the warm early summer in Qizhou. The windows of Xia Qiumeng’s living room are open, blowing in a cozy cool breeze.

An older child took two cubs, and all three of them laughed.

The little awkwardness just now, no one knows where it went.

Sister Qiu Meng suddenly clapped her hands and said to the two cubs a little excitedly: “I just thought of a very interesting proposal. You two will be in third grade after the summer vacation. You will be admitted to junior high school in three years. You can go back. Discuss with Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao to prepare for the foreign language school.”

“foreign language School?”

Junior high school is still far away for Song Qiaoxi, full of doubts.

“Yes, I knew it was too late, and it was too far away from home. Mom and Dad couldn’t worry about my body,” Qiu Meng shook her head regretfully, and quickly raised her spirits and said to them, “Foreign language school is very important for us in Qizhou. There are well-known junior high schools and high schools.

The school attaches great importance to foreign language teaching. Although it is a private school, the teaching style is relatively free. There are many foreign teachers. The teachers and students have very good qualifications. Only examinations are required to enter. And by the time of high school, almost 30% of outstanding students in the school will Recommend to prestigious universities.

The school will not only exempt all tuition and miscellaneous fees, but also give a large scholarship to the top ten in the entrance examination. If the test scores are maintained in the top ten each year, there will also be scholarships.

However, the most attractive thing is that the foreign language school uniforms are particularly beautiful. Unlike our school uniforms in the attached middle school, which are as big as sack films, the foreign language school uniforms are suits! Men’s suits, girls are woolen short skirts and suit tops. I heard that there are five or six sets of school uniforms to replace in spring, summer, autumn and winter…”

Listening to sister Qiu Meng talking about what she saw and heard about the foreign language school, Xiao Nuo Tuan was utterly dumbfounded.

She doesn’t even know, there is such an interesting school?

Be prepared to ask your parents for their opinions when they are not so busy.

But after another thought, it’s a bit early now. After all, I only start third grade in September. It’s better to wait for the upper grades to talk to your parents.

But Sister Qiu Meng’s words, she did listen.

Since then, I have become more motivated to learn English.

At eight o’clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door of Qiu Meng’s house, “Sister-in-law, this is Xiao Qiao, I’m here to pick up the children.”

“mother!”

Song Qiaoxi jumped off the stool and hurriedly opened the door for her mother before Mother Xia opened the door, and plunged into her mother’s arms like a baby bird.

“Oh, look at Xi Xijiao, miss her mother after not seeing you for a while?” Mother Xia laughed aside, winking at Qiao Qin, “When Xiao Qiao, you are not here, Xi Xi doesn’t say miss you and spends time with us. It’s great, otherwise, Xixi stays as my second girl, right?”

So anxious Song Qiaoxi shook her head in her mother’s arms, “No way, no, auntie, I can’t be your child.”

“Auntie is joking with you, quickly, pack your schoolbags and call Chu Jin to go home together.” Mom kissed her cheek, comforted her, raised her head and said to Mom Xia, “Thanks for your hard work, sister-in-law, I bought two watermelons. , Let Jianguo carry it for you in a while.”

“Oh, what’s the matter with us, how many years old is our neighbor, who is not busy? These two children are very well-behaved, I like it but still like it, my family Qiu Meng is not fun when he grows up. It’s still a little cub for fun.” After speaking, Mama Xia added in a low voice, “Next time I won’t let Xixi stuff money into my bag. I will let Lao Xia steal money as a private house to buy cigarettes.”

“Shit, I didn’t let Xi Xisai make money, so let’s leave my sister-in-law first, so I won’t bother you much.”

Mother smiled and shook her head, and greeted the two children who had packed their schoolbags.

“Goodbye Qiu Meng, goodbye aunt, goodbye Xia.”

The two children politely waved thanks to the Xia family at the door, and followed Mother Song downstairs.

Going to the first floor, handing her schoolbag to her mother, Song Qiaoxi followed Chu Jin out of the corridor, and shouted back, “Mom, I’m overwhelmed. Send Chu Jin back for a walk.”

“Well, come back at night and watch the road.”

Mother Song seemed to be used to it a long time ago, and she smiled and asked and entered the house.

Under the dim light, the two children walked towards the boiler room stepping on the shadows.

Song Qiaoxi came here, not for a walk.

Don’t talk about eating up, she was embarrassed to open her stomach to eat at Qiu Meng’s home. She was still a bit hungry now. After a meeting, she was going to let her mother cook another pack of Master Kong’s braised beef noodles.

She had a careful thought. Just now, she didn’t hear Chu Jin speak English.

My heart is itching right now, just wanting to hear a few words from him.

Following all the way, I quickly walked to the door of the boiler room, and Nuo Tuanzi couldn’t help holding the hem of Chu Jin’s shirt, “Hey, can you tell me a few words in English?”

He turned his head in surprise, frowning at her.

“I really want to hear it. Look, you have heard me speak English. To be fair, you should also say something to me, okay…”

Pulling the corner of the shirt, the corner of the shirt was almost twisted. Only then did he see the boy shook his head gently.

Chu Jin took out a book from his schoolbag, sat on the doorstep, turned the first page with the dim street lamp, and heard the low and magnetic boy’s voice in her ears.

Although Song Qiaoxi can only understand a few words occasionally, she really thinks it sounds great!

even……

She even felt that Chu Jin’s English was better than Qiu Meng’s English.

After reading about three or five pages, Chu Jin stopped and asked her softly, “Is it all right?”

“Oh…” Only then did she wake up, Xiao Nuo Tuan smiled flatteringly, and said in a tone as if she had gotten some incredible treasure, “It’s okay today, I really want to take you Record the sound of reading English, so you can listen whenever you want. In the future, can you read more in English for me? I really like it!”

Song Qiaoxi has always been so direct, and she will not hesitate to praise them for things she loves.

On the contrary, it was Chu Jin. After hearing Xiao Nuo Tuan’s heartfelt praise, his heart beat very quickly, and his head was almost buried in the book.

He doesn’t know what’s wrong with him?

I just think it feels too weird.

Since he was young, many people have praised him, and he has never seen any praise in his eyes.

But every time Song Qiaoxi’s inadvertent compliment, even an encouraging look, would make Chu Jin feel ashamed.

What’s more, is it such a “confession” from the heart?

It made him so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole in place!

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At the end of the second semester of the second grade, the trend of “Returning Pearls and Gege” intensified, and gradually swept Qizhou, no, and even the whole country’s TV screens and campuses of large, middle and elementary schools.

The small shop at the entrance of the school also started selling various bead-returning stickers, bead-returning character cards, and bead-returning pictures.

The little girls in Song Qiaoxi’s class almost always put two pictures of little swallows or crape myrtle in the pencil case. Once they open the pencil case, it takes a long time to appreciate it.

And last night’s episode of “Returning Pearls and Gege” directly detonated the after-school public opinion of the chickens in the fifth grade of the second grade of the Normal Primary School.

During the first class in the afternoon, after finishing teacher Li’s math class, Song Qiaoxi was so sleepy that she couldn’t open her eyes, and she slumped down on the table with breath.

Chu Jin frowned and looked at her, shook his head, and took out a piece of plum candy from the hole in the table to give her, “refreshing.”

“Thanks…” He took the sugar, unscrewed the sugar paper and stuffed the sugar cubes into his mouth. Nuo Dumpling yawned again, with sugar in his mouth and said vaguely: “Ms. Li’s lecture is too hypnotic. It’s so sleepy, how did you keep it up…”

“Song Qiaoxi, did you watch yesterday’s episode of “Returning Pearls”?”

Li Xiaoran, the short-haired girl in the front row, turned around, holding the mechanical pencil in her hand, and squeezing it twice, her face flushed, she lowered her voice and couldn’t help but asked her excitedly.

Hey!

Speaking of this, Song Qiaoxi’s doze was instantly dispelled.

“Look at it!”

The sugar cubes swirled in the mouth, and the sweet and sour taste filled the tip of the tongue.

The two little girls exchanged their eyes very gossiping. The twinkling eyes and blushing cheeks were like “signs”, and they met with a “beep”.

They met their heads together, both of them covered their faces with their little hands.

Song Qiaoxi feels that discussing this kind of key plot with her friends is really too scary.

Yesterday, Miaomiao didn’t watch the episode of “Huan Zhu Ge Ge”. Ding Yi was invited by his parents for secretly drawing comics in class. Fortunately, he put the latest set of “Detective Conan” in the boiler room in advance, otherwise he would end up. Like his pile of comic books, all will be locked in the box by Ding’s father.

Ding’s father was very angry this time and warned Ding Yi that he was not allowed to read cartoons before he was admitted to college.

Yesterday, Ding’s father lost his temper too terrible. Lying on Chu Jin’s bed in the boiler room, Song Qiaoxi, who was so obsessed with Kudo Shinichi and Kuroba’s AKA thief Kidd, heard the roar of Ding Yi’s father and mother. It is estimated that it was another “male and female mixed doubles”, and even Lei Miaomiao could not watch TV.

Wang Junyang obviously watched that episode, but on the way to school today, people just refused to discuss the plot with her.

His phoenix eyes were dodging, the honey-colored skin of his cheeks was flushed, and his mouth was muttering, “Forté is too useless! Never watch it again, abandon the drama!”

Wang Junyang waved his hand and ran to find Ding Yi…

Chu Jin never watched this type of TV series. After dinner, he went back to the boiler room to read and write a train.

Li Xiaoran’s suggestion to discuss the plot was clearly in his arms, but she was so excited that no one discussed it after seeing such a wonderful plot?

I held Song Qiaoxi for a day, and he almost broke the child.

“Xiaoran, do you know that the fifth elder brother has a’hedgehog’ disease?”

Nuo Tuanzi and Li Xiaoran whispered.

“I know, I think that the’hedgehog’ disease is jealous. Look, Little Yanzi and the fifth eldest brother are jealous. They rode to the prairie…” Li Xiaoran made a pair of little hands “You are awesome” The two thumbs are facing each other, and they are smiling shyly, “After the two people are “bobo”, they are finally together. My mother said this is what makes lovers finally get married.”

“Yeah, yes, Wang Junyang also told me that he thinks Xiaoyanzi should be with Ertai, I don’t believe it, see, Xiaoyanzi and the fifth eldest brother are official partners, right?”

Song Qiaoxi hurriedly agreed, and then secretly glanced around, for fear that someone would overheard.

However, it was obvious that she was afraid that Chu Jin would hear it.

Li Xiaoran’s tablemate was not there, nor was the two tall boys next to him, only Chu Jin was sitting in his seat and reading.

What’s the discussion between the little sisters, there is a natural “exclusiveness” to the opposite sex, even if she herself doesn’t know why she is hiding from Chu Jin.

Tuanzi lowered his voice, “Xiaoran, my mother said, “Bobo” is a super sacred thing. Only when you meet someone you really like, you can “Bobo”.”

Li Xiaoran blinked, nodded thoughtfully, and asked in a very small voice: “Then, do you have anyone you like now?”

Sitting aside, Chu Jin made a “rusty rustle” sound, and seemed to calmly took out the kettle from the table hole, unscrewed it and sipped water gently, and his right side was close to Song Qiaoxi’s small ear, which trembled slightly.

“Of course I do, do you?”

Obviously, this is Song Qiaoxi’s little secret, and her voice has increased a little with excitement.