Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling - Chapter 56

Luneng Taishan’s team song was flying over the Provincial Sports Center, Song Qiaoxi’s heart was surging, and her small heart beat suddenly, she was so excited.

I have witnessed the birth of the “double crown” and watched the uncles of the players in the stadium running frantically, lifting a foreign uncle named Santrazi up and throwing them into the sky.

Suddenly, Song Qiaoxi saw a chubby young uncle carrying a “big cannon barrel” camera taking pictures in the field.

Isn’t this the photojournalist of the newspaper, Uncle Sun?

Last year, during the National Day singing competition, I went to school to take pictures of them.

Uncle Sun obeyed the agreement with him and took out the single photo of Chu Jin playing the piano and the photo of the two together, and asked his father to show it to her.

The photos are good, especially the one-person photos of Chu Jin. She looks as graceful as a little prince playing the piano. She secretly clipped the photos in the green Snoopy diary that Chu Jin gave to herself.

“Uncle Xiaosun!”

Song Qiaoxi jumped off the chair, jumped and called an old acquaintance, and waved her arms at Uncle Sun, very excited.

Reporter Xiaosun was about to go to the mixed mining area, thinking about getting a football for Su Maozhen and head coach Santrazi to sign.

Seeing Song Qiaoxi, who danced like a kangaroo off the court, covered the lens cap and walked to the side with a smile, “Xixi, Xiaochujin? You two are here too! You two Xiaodouding are so lucky to be able to come and watch it. Qiu, go back and tell the classmates, don’t you envy them to death?”

“Uncle, have you photographed Su Maozhen?” Song Qiaoxi asked him curiously, curling her neck.

Uncle Sun Yang Yang Yang Yang with the camera in his hand, proudly said: “Of course I took the photo, and Santrazi also took the photo. I will get a football. Now I go to the mixed mining area to let Su Maozhen and Santrazi sign a name. go with.”

sign? !

The signatures of Su Maozhen and Santrazi? Dad likes Su Maozhen the most!

Xixi looked back at her father, who was talking with a strange uncle, and looked at her and Chu Jin from time to time.

With a clever idea, if I can help Dad get an autograph back, Dad should be very happy, right?

She put her two small hands on her chest, begging to ask: “Uncle Sun, can you take me there? I want an autograph too. I want to give it to my dad. My dad likes Su Maozhen the most. .”

“Song Qiaoxi, don’t run around.” Chu Jin grabbed her sleeve and shook her head.

“It’s not running around, just go and ask Dad for an autograph. After signing the name, we will come back. We can just say no to Dad?”

Song Qiaoxi felt that Chu Jin was too fussy.

“The mixed mining area is not far away, it’s over there,” Uncle Sun pointed out his hand. There were already many reporters around, and the flashlight kept flashing.

“Dad, let’s get you Su Maozhen’s autograph, and we will be back soon!”

Xixi made a “little horn” with her small hands, and shouted in the direction where her father was standing.

At exactly this time, Su Maozhen held up the trophy to greet the crowd, and there was a loud cheering in the field again, completely covering up the girl’s immature voice.

Coincidentally, Father Song happened to look back at them at this moment, and waved his hand to Song Qiaoxi with a smile. It seemed that he meant by acquiescence?

She took Chu Jin’s arm, Nu Nu’s mouth, “Look, didn’t Dad agree? Let’s go and get back, I think Dad still talks with that uncle.”

Chu Jin glanced at Uncle Song hesitantly. Uncle Song didn’t look at them again, chatting with a tall uncle in a woolen coat.

He pursed his mouth, turned his head to look at Song Qiaoxi’s watery, expectant eyes, and nodded, “Then let’s go and get back soon. Uncle will be back when we need to sign.”

“Come on, Xixi, take the bag that uncle put next to him, yes yes yes, it’s the black one, there is a football inside, and also bring out a notebook for uncle…”

Uncle Sun instructed them to take out the ball from the bag and took another hard-shell notebook.

Then he picked up the two children from the outfield, brought them into the infield, and the three ran all the way to the mixed mining area.

When Song Jianguo and Zhao Chenguang were chatting, he glanced at the two children from time to time, and waved to them to signal that he would come right away.

But in the blink of an eye, turning your head again, the person is gone?

Zhao Chenguang saw Song Jianguo’s expression wrong, and hurriedly asked: “Editor Song, what’s the matter?”

“No…” Song Jianguo furrowed his brows and glanced around, before he fell a step forward, “Are the two children here just now? Just now, I waved with them!”

Song Jianguo stepped on long legs to the chair where the girl and Chu Jin sat. On the folding chair, the scarves, gloves and hats of the two children were all there.

Zhao Chenguang followed and patted Song Jianguo on the shoulder, “Editor-in-Chief Song, think about it again, did the children go to the bathroom? Or did they meet someone they knew?”

“Dong Zhao, did you see the two children sitting on the chair just now? A girl with two braids, a boy, the girl is so tall, come to me, wearing a red down jacket, the boy is taller, come to me , Wearing a blue jacket.”

Song Jianguo was so anxious that he was sweating, and grabbed Zhao Chenguang and asked.

Zhao Chenguang forced himself to recall that he was patronizing and talking to Song Jianguo just now, and the surroundings were messy, and he didn’t care too much, “I, I didn’t pay attention, it seemed that I saw two children on the sidelines just now, etc… …I remember that two kids were talking to a man who was a little fat? Look at it later, and there will be no one.”

“Fuck, call the police, I’m afraid it’s not a trafficker…”

When Song Jianguo heard this, his heart was cold.

In the summer when the girl was six years old, she secretly ran out of the house by herself, and the little girl knew that she had gone to the train station with rhubarb noodles.

He knows the patience and courage of his daughter best.

I was almost abducted by a trafficker at the train station last time. Thankfully I ran into Chu Jin. The little boy was clever and rushed to call the police to save her. Otherwise, he and Qiao Qin would have no daughters today. God knows what his daughters will be abducted. Go to the poor country.

There are so many people today, the provincial sports center is so chaotic, and there are big masters, so Song Jianguo’s mentality is almost exploded.

Song Jianguo regretted it very much. He regretted that he should take a trouser belt and tie the girl and Chu Jin around his waist so that he would not lose it.

“Song Jianguo, be calm. In this way, I know the security director of the Provincial Sports Center. I will make a call right now and ask him to arrange the broadcast to find someone.”

Zhao Chenguang took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket and said while pressing the “beep beep” button.

“I’m going to look around, no, I can’t wait here.” Song Jianguo prospered, jumped into the arena, and said to Zhao Chenguang clearly, “Thank you, Zhao Dong, the girl’s name is Song Qiaoxi,” 9 years old, the boy is called Chu Jin, 10 years old, one is wearing a red down jacket with two braids, and the other is wearing a blue cotton jacket with short hair. Both children have white skin and big eyes.”

After finishing speaking, Song Jianguo walked toward the exit of the Provincial Sports Center with anxious steps, shouting the names of Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin all the way, his voice choked.

He really hates himself, and thinks how can the child be lost a few meters away?

I’m still careless…

If he can’t find it, Song Jianguo feels that he is dead.

Without Qiao Qin tearing up his hands, he can’t pass his own level, and don’t live.

In a short while, the Luneng Taishan team song “Orange Flame” played in the venue of the Provincial Sports Center came to an abrupt end.

“Song Qiaoxi, Chu Jin, please go to Exit 7 of the Provincial Sports Center after hearing the broadcast. Your father is waiting for you, Song Qiaoxi, Chu Jin, after hearing the broadcast…”

A female voice sounded on the radio, repeating clearly over and over again.

“Come on, Xixi and the end, look at the camera, eggplant!”

Reporter Sun pressed the shutter “click, click” several times.

After the photo was taken, reporter Sun hurriedly greeted Song Qiaoxi, who was holding a football in his arms, and Chu Jin, who was holding a notebook in his hand, came to her side.

Because he took two delicate and cute dolls with pink jade carvings, not only did he take several solo photos of Su Maozhen and his coach Santrazi, they also got their autographs.

Looking at the cuteness of the two children, Coach Yang took the initiative to take Su Maozhen to take a photo with the two children.

“Well, thank you coach, three grams of oil, three grams of oil! Thank you Su Maozhen, you are the idol of two children, thank you for your signature!”

Reporter Sun smiled and bowed to thank you.

Then returned with the two children the same way.

He looked at his watch and didn’t toss it for too long, ten minutes?

If Editor-in-Chief Song knew that he took his daughter and Xiao Chujin to meet with the star, and he had to sign an autograph, he might have praised him!

Maybe, the next time you are promoted to the nomination of a senior reporter, it will be your turn?

Song Qiaoxi held the signed football in her arms and closed her mouth happily.

She looked up and saw that Uncle Sun smiled so that her eyes were out of sight. She turned her head and looked around, Chu Jin seemed to be in a good mood.

Just now, Su Maozhen squatted down while taking a photo with them, and supported herself and Chu Jin on the shoulders!

Being able to get in touch with her father’s idol up close, Xixi feels beautiful in her heart.

I’ll see Dad right away and give my autograph to Dad. I don’t know what “Smelly” Dad will be happy about?

Thinking happily, I saw Uncle Sun stopping in front of him.

“Uncle Sun, what’s the matter?”

Xixi asked suspiciously, raising her eyes to look at Chu Jin who had stopped aside, the boy frowned, looking in the direction where they came, as if looking for something.

“Listen, did the radio call you two?”

Uncle Sun pointed his finger to the sky, the expression on his face was a bit dazed.

“It seems…” Song Qiaoxi listened carefully and nodded, “Really looking for us?!”

Before the big and the two could react, they watched a group of security guards in black uniforms running towards them with rubber sticks in their hands.

The leader should be the security captain, pointed at reporter Sun with a rubber stick in his hand, and shouted: “You, that fat man, don’t move! Let go of the two children!”

When it was said that it was too late, Song Qiaoxi was pulled behind by Chu Jin, holding her tightly with both hands.

And Uncle Sun, with a camera in his hand and a face full of “Where am I, who am I, what am I going to do”, was instantly thrown to the ground by the security guard who came over, yelling, “Big brother, big brother! Pain! It’s dead, oh hello, brother, be gentle, be gentle! Brother, I still have a camera in my arms, it’s public property, I can’t afford it! I have a press card, brother! You misunderstood me, me Know these two children, they are the children under my leadership…”

Chu Jing watched vigilantly at the security captain walking towards them, and took a few steps back to protect Xixi.

“Okay, kids, it’s okay, don’t be afraid, uncle is not a bad person, your father asked me to come to you.” The security captain stopped and took out the other walkie-talkie on his waist, “I am Zhang Chao, two The child has been found, and the suspect has been under our control. We are near the reporter area on the south side of the stadium, OVER.”

Song Qiaoxi poked her head out from behind Chu Jin and saw that Uncle Sun was pressed to the ground, holding the precious signature football in her arms.

Throwing the ball to the ground, she yelled anxiously: “Uncle, you really misunderstood! Uncle Sun is not a bad guy, he is a colleague of my father, he will take us to find Su Maozhen for a photo to sign.”

After that, he ran towards Uncle Sun, and tried his best to “rescue Uncle Sun”, “You let Uncle Sun get up, wow, he is not a bad guy, you hurt him…”

“Xixi! Do it all!”

Father Song ran out of breath, so he hugged Song Qiaoxi, who was just biting with teeth, and pulled her away from the security guard at the venue.

She was carried by her father and ran to Chu Jin’s side. After putting her down, her father hurriedly checked herself and Chu Jin up and down.

She was anxious to find her father to file a complaint, and at a glance she saw a tall uncle with an anxious expression behind him, who was just chatting with him.

Looking at it this way, this uncle is a bit familiar?

As if I have seen it somewhere…

After Song Jianguo checked the two children, they were completely dressed and there were no wounds.

When he turned his head back, he carefully stared at the fat man who was pressed on the ground with a wry smile, and suddenly he was full of question marks.

Reporter Sun ate a mouthful of turf, crying, “Oh…Editor Song, this is really a misunderstanding…”

“Little Sun?” Song Jianguo hesitated to call him.

Song Jianguo people are about to collapse, who can tell him what is going on? !

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“Editor-in-chief Song, my brother Song, shall we really go to the Sophia Hotel for dinner? It’s a high class place! Sister-in-law agreed?”

Uncle Sun sat in the co-pilot, unfastened his seat belt and squeezed his eyes at Song Qiaoxi behind.

“When did your Brother Song fool you? I reported to your sister-in-law and wronged you. Today, Dong Zhao happened to live nearby. Let’s have a buffet together. Today, the main responsibility lies with me, and you all follow me. .”

Father Song pulled the handbrake and said to Uncle Sun.

“I really can’t blame you for this thing, I also blame me, I see Xixi called you, you also waved back, thinking you agreed to take them with them.” Uncle Sun took the back of the chair with his hand. Turned her head and said to Song Qiaoxi, “Xixi, because you are desperate to save your uncle today, that signed football uncle gave it to you. Isn’t it scared today?”

“Really! Thank you Uncle Sun, I am not surprised.”

Song Qiaoxi was unfastening the seat belt, and she raised her head and shook her head when she heard that the football was about to be given to her. The little girl was very happy.

In Santana’s early years, the buckles of the seat belts were very tight. Song Qiaoxi’s little hands were not strong at first, and now they can’t get them off.

“Don’t move.” Chu Jin probed over, stretched out his hand to untie the seat belt for Xixi, and carefully pulled the seat belt around her, “Okay.”

“Tsk, these two children are so nice, Brother Song, I think you can digest them directly internally.”

Reporter Sun turned his head and said to Father Song silly.

“Don’t talk nonsense, the child is still young, and you don’t want to eat this meal.”

Song Jianguo, who had always been good-tempered, frowned at this moment and gave Xiao Sun a critical blow.

A black Audi A8L stopped next to Father Song’s Santana, the door opened, and Song Qiaoxi saw the familiar uncle coming out of the back seat.

Sophia Hotel was the most luxurious hotel in Qizhou in the 1990s. The hotel has a western restaurant, a Chinese restaurant and the most popular buffet.

Song Jianguo felt that the two children were frightened because of the oolong trouble today. Xiaosun was wronged. Zhao Chenguang followed his busy schedule and should invite others to have a meal to say thank you.

I called Qiao Qin just now, and as expected, I got scolded, but Qiao Qin also suggested that he invite someone to have a good meal, and Song Jianguo decided to come to Sofia Hotel to eat.

I was thinking about eating Chinese food in Sophia Hotel and asking for a private room. I thought about Zhao Chenguang’s talk about the last new media project.

Then I thought about it again, and today I took two children with me.

Song Jianguo remembered that Xixi mentioned that Wang Junyang had eaten the buffet at the Sophia Hotel, which was so delicious that he never found a suitable opportunity to bring her.

It’s not as good as hitting the sun if you choose another day. Let’s do it today. Making the children happy is the most important thing, and finally decided to eat a buffet.

Entering the hotel, a doorman in a red uniform helped open the door.

Song Qiaoxi looked at the magnificent hotel lobby, her chin was about to fall.

This is too luxurious!

“Chu Jin, have you been here?”

Song Qiaoxi looked up at a large string of crystal lamps with Blingbu Ling able to flash blindly, and felt that she was going to faint.

Chu Jin took her arm, afraid that Xixi would accidentally fall, and said softly: “When I was young, I came with Mom and Dad.”

When Chu’s father was still alive, wherever there were delicious and fun things, he took him and his mother the first time, and the Sophia Hotel was very impressive.

“It’s so beautiful, like a palace. I want to make a lot of money when I grow up and buy a house of this size for my parents. How about you?”

Song Qiaoxi said seriously.

“Puff…” Uncle Sun couldn’t help laughing when he heard this, rubbing Xixi’s little head to tease her deliberately, “Xixi, do you know how much it costs to buy a building? It’s not a matter of small money, it’s because you have to make a lot of money to be able to afford it.”

She widened her eyes, tilted her head and asked Uncle Sun: “Can’t I make that much money? What if I become a photographer as good as Uncle in the future?”

“Your Uncle Sun, I am not a photographer, but a photojournalist, and Xixi, haven’t you heard a word?”

Uncle Sun was about to laugh, and the daughter of Editor-in-Chief Song was so cute.

Seeing the little girl shook her head blankly, Reporter Sun squeezed her face and said earnestly: “Photography is poor for three generations, and SLR will ruin her life. Xixi will learn photography in the future, and let your dad work harder to make money.”

“Well?”

Song Qiaoxi was ignorant and didn’t fully understand Uncle Song’s meaning.

Being pulled by Chu Jin’s arm, he followed a few adults all the way to the entrance of the cafeteria.

Still thinking about the meaning of Uncle Sun’s words, Song Qiaoxi always felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Does it cost parents a lot of money if they want to learn photography when they grow up?

Is it true that if you learn photography by yourself, you will always be very poor, not to mention buying a big house for your parents, maybe you can’t even support yourself?

Suddenly, I noticed that Chu Jin gently tugged his cuff.

Song Qiaoxi raised her eyes and found that the boy lowered her head slightly, looked her eyes up, and said in a very firm tone: “Don’t listen to Uncle Sun. If you want to learn, I will make money for you to buy a camera. The camera will not cost much. Moreover, I I will work hard with you to buy Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao a big house that you like the most.”

Chu Jin’s words seemed to have magical powers.

All of a sudden, the anxiety in the little girl’s heart was soothed, and she was confident that she would not give up her dream easily.

“Let’s go, children, first take you to the bathroom to wash your hands,” Father Song waved to them, and when the two of them came to him, Song Jianguo continued, holding the shoulders of Xixi and Chu Jin, “Come back with the small plate. You can pick whatever you like, but remember, you must take less and not waste.”

Song Qiaoxi dazzled, like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

Washing his hands, looking at the dazzling array of food with a white porcelain plate, suddenly I don’t know what to get.

Red shrimp as big as a palm, crab legs as long as one’s own arm, various sushi, sashimi, thick steak, sizzling lamb chops, various stir-fried dishes, Cantonese dim sum…

The table was filled with delicate little cakes, and the fruits were cut beautifully and neatly arranged.

But she still remembered what Dad said, it shouldn’t be wasted.

Song Qiaoxi only took a little bit of everything Song Qiaoxi wanted to eat, so there were only a few things in the big porcelain plate.

Look at Chu Jin again, the food he took was very simple, shrimp and greens, and a little fried rice.

She sighed and shook her head.

Ugh……

With so many delicious foods, Chu Jin doesn’t want to eat back today. It is really a shame to take him to the buffet…

She and Chu Jin returned to their father, and Uncle Sun happened to bring a plate full of salmon fillets and four or five steaks back, and she was stunned.

“Uncle Sun, can you eat it?”

Song Qiaoxi held the fork in her hand and took a breath of air-conditioning.

Uncle Sun patted his stomach and said with a smile: “You can eat it, your uncle, I will eat this meal, I can last three days later!”

She shrinks her neck, smiles at each other with Chu Jin, and sticks out her tongue to Uncle Sun, “The uncle can’t waste it. You must eat everything you bring back.”

During the rest of the time, Song Qiaoxi sat in her seat obediently and ate up everything she took on her plate.

It is estimated that watching a ball game in the afternoon consumes too much energy. After one set, she went to get another one. After the second set, she returned with a small cake and egg tart.

Before it started, a waiter walked over and asked politely, “Children, we also have Haagen-Dazs ice cream. What flavor do you want?”

Song Qiaoxi held her father’s hand, looked at him pitifully, and begged in a low voice, “Dad, I want to eat ice cream. Please, let me eat ice cream. I’ll just have some, okay? I haven’t eaten Hagen yet. What about Darth…”

Song Jianguo was a little embarrassed. It wasn’t that she didn’t eat ice cream for her daughter, but because Xixi’s stomach was weak. In winter, she would easily have intestinal cramps if she eats too much ice.

It hurts, the big beads of sweat on her small face ticked down, and her lips were biting and bleeding, and she felt so distressed to death by her father.

So after the weather cooled down, Qiao Qin resolutely did not allow her daughters to eat ice.

But, it’s a rare occasion, so Xixi couldn’t eat a bite, Song Jianguo couldn’t bear it…

“What kind of flavor do you want?” Song Jianguo thought for a while before asking Xixi.

“I want strawberries, and chocolate, vanilla…”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by his father.

“Stop, you can only choose one.”

“Strawberry!”

“Thank you for a strawberry, please.” Song Jianguo said to the waiter.

He knew that Chu Jin didn’t like sweets, so he didn’t ask the boy.

When the ice cream came up, Song Jianguo stared at Xixi’s greedy little eyes, and agreed with her for three chapters, “First, you can eat ice cream before you finish eating the plate. Second, you must pour a glass of warm water and take a bite of ice cream before eating ice cream. Take a sip of warm water. Third, you can only eat half a ball.”

Song Qiaoxi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, took the small spoon and stuffed the small cakes on the plate into her mouth frantically, staring straight at the strawberry-flavored Haagen-Dazs ball.

Chu Jin got up, went to the waiter and asked for a cup of hot water, which was chilled in advance, and when he returned to his seat, he put the small red paper cup of Haagen-Dazs in front of the hot water cup.

“Wow, that will melt away!” Xixi protested.

Chu Jin leaned forward a little, and looked at Uncle Song at each other.

Song Jianguo chuckled, rubbed the top of her girl’s head, and whispered softly, “Don’t eat if you’re afraid it will melt?”

“…”

The crippled little girl could only pouting her lips and watched the ice cream melt little by little.

After eating the dessert on the plate, when she got the small paper box from Haagen-Dazs, most of the pink strawberry ice cream ball had melted away.

During this meal, three adults and two children were on the table, and only reporters Song Qiaoxi and Xiao Sun were seriously immersed in the hard work.

Chu finished eating as early as possible, and spent the rest of the time helping her peeling shrimp, removing crab shells, and pouring drinks…

But the father and the uncle named Zhao didn’t eat much, they were chatting all the time.

She vaguely heard the specific content of the chat, but it involved a lot of proper nouns, and the little girl didn’t understand it.

As if Uncle Zhao asked his father, he kept asking his father a lot of questions.

Uncle Sun, who was sitting diagonally across from him, got up again, ready to get some cakes to eat.

Song Qiaoxi picked up the small spoon and scooped up a spoonful of pitiful half-melted ice cream, ready to enjoy the first bite of Haagen-Dazs in her life.

Little ears suddenly caught a voice sharply, and the spoon in his hand stopped at his mouth, causing Song Qiaoxi’s heart to beat.

Uncle Zhao said to his father, “You don’t have to be so precautionary if you are not in my grandson. Editor-in-Chief Song, I can give you an annual salary of 800,000 yuan, plus a 100-square-meter apartment building on the third ring road in Beijing. The children go to school and your wife. I can also do the job transfer of the company here. I hope you can think about it…”