Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling - Chapter 79

“Is something broken in your house?” Song Qiaoxi sniffed, looked left and right with big eyes, trying to find out the source of the smell, “I will help you take it out when I go upstairs and throw it in the trash can? “

“…” Chu Jin’s face was even more ugly.

“Change the sheets in the morning?” Song Qiaoxi saw Chu Jin’s blue and white sheets in the basin in the corner of the room.

Usually his sheets are on weekends, and his mother let him take them to the house and wash them in the washing machine.

Huh? Not last weekend, just changed the sheets?

It’s only a few days now…

Hmm, but Chu Jin has always been obsessed with cleanliness. He loves being clean, so he can change the sheets if he wants to change the sheets.

Without thinking about it, Song Qiaoxi turned around and walked to the corner of the boiler room, thinking about her as a “live Leifeng”, and said as she walked: “Let me take the sheets upstairs for you. Put them in the washing machine first. You can wash and change them quickly. Clothes, hurry up, I’m still waiting for you to open your Christmas presents!”

Before she took a step, Song Qiaoxi was pulled by Chu Jin’s shoulders. Before she could react, she was pushed outside the boiler room.

“You go upstairs, you don’t need to worry about it here…” Chu Jin’s voice drifted out coldly with the sound of closing the door with a “bang”.

With her hands on her chest, Song Qiaoxi stomped at the door of the boiler room, “What? What happened to this person today, it’s weird…”

Back home, Song Qiaoxi sat at the desk, playing with the golden snitch necklace that Grandpa Chu gave, and quickly forgot the little awkwardness just now.

She decided that tonight, she would call Grandpa Chu and thank him for the gift.

When Chu Jin used the key to open the door of Song’s house, Song Qiaoxi had already warmed up her breakfast and set the table and chopsticks.

This is the first time in so many years that he got up later than Song Qiaoxi, and it was the first time that Song Qiaoxi had breakfast…

Two people finished their breakfast in silence.

After breakfast, Song Qiaoxi took his arm and walked into the study, stuffed the exquisite wooden box into Chu Jin’s arms, and said expectantly: “Open it up and have a look, is your Christmas present really good? Grandpa Chu from Beijing gave it to me A Harry Potter golden snitch necklace is amazing. How did Grandpa Chu know that I like Harry Potter?”

The box in Chu Jin’s hand was heavy, and when he opened the lid of the brown-red wooden box, the smell that was similar to his childhood memory, the fragrance of red sandalwood came upon his face.

Flannel and silk are placed in the wooden box for shock absorption. In the box, there is a beautiful crystal ball lying quietly.

The transparent center of the crystal ball is a reduced version of the castle in the sky in Hayao Miyazaki’s movie “Castle in the Sky”.

Turn the crystal ball upside down and place it right again, and the sky full of snowflakes is flying in the sky city.

“Is there a switch underneath?” Song Qiaoxi pointed her eyes, and when Chu Jin turned the crystal ball upside down, she saw a small switch on the base of the crystal ball.

With a flick of the boy’s white and slender fingers, the crystal ball released the theme song of “Castle in the Sky”.

The melody of “City in the Sky” is soft, soothing, and a little ethereal.

In the study, the little boy held the crystal ball and deliberately lowered it, in order to let the little girl see clearly.

The Sky City in the crystal ball perfectly restores the prototype in the movie, and all the details are exquisite, as if everything in this small vacuum world will become real.

“Grandpa Chu handwritten a card for me. Isn’t it in your box?” Song Qiaoxi glanced into the box and found the card, “Oh, there is one.”

She picked up the card and handed it to Chu Jin. He put the crystal ball in her hand and took the small card.

The words on the card are vigorous and powerful pen writing, and it says, “Grandpa watched the movie “Castle in the Sky” and liked it very much. Thank you for sharing such beautiful things with me. I hope you will always be kind, honest, and possess glorious future.”

The place where it is signed is a small red auspicious cloud-shaped seal, which is a modified C.

Chu Jin couldn’t be more familiar with this seal.

“Grandpa Chu is really interested, you said, did my father tell him that I like “Harry Potter” and you like “City in the Sky”? Let’s call Grandpa Chu tonight, thank him for giving us gifts “Song Qiaoxi turned the crystal ball upside down, staring at the “snowflakes” flying all over the sky and said to Chu Jin.

“Yeah.” Chu Jin glanced at her and responded softly.

He glanced at the bright red seal again, unhesitatingly lifted the piano stool, and put the card together with the score he brought back from Beijing last time.

Chu Jin didn’t think he was a kind person. In this world, he only cares about people who are really good to him.

After so many years, he has never forgiven those who hurt his parents and himself when he was a child, and his anger and hatred have never diminished.

The calmness in front of Song Qiaoxi, Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao was calm and indifferent, and in many cases it was just a disguise.

Pretending to completely forget about the abuse of the past, disguising the hatred in the heart, pretending to be a “good student”, just to prevent them from worrying.

In his view, pure “kindness” means weakness and incompetence, and “kindness” also requires strong ability as support.

Only one thing, he didn’t hide it.

Chu Jin made no secret of his determination to become stronger.

–

At the “Shuangdan” party, the votes for the “classmates’ favorite show” have been sorted out, and the school radio station announced that the dance club’s “Bala Bara Sakura” dance won the first place.

The broadcast time was in the big afternoon in the afternoon. All the students in the first experiment class had complex expressions and heard the cheers of the students in the second experiment class next door.

It was also an experimental class. The classroom of the first experimental class was much quieter. The students did not cheer. Most of the students were doing the questions seriously, and a few whispered and whispered.

“The second class is too exaggerated, so loudly, I think our class Gu Wei also dances very well.”

“Who let Song Qiaoxi from Class 2 of my family be in C? The “Crooked Nuts” in our class is still the first experimental class based on relationships. When the first grade of junior high school is promoted, the’Crooked Nuts’ are probably not reserved for Experiment 1. Class now.”

“That’s true, Song Qiaoxi in Class 2 has always been the first in their class. Last month, she ranked in the top 30 in the grade department.”

“Yes, when Song Qiaoxi was promoted to the second year of junior high, she would definitely be able to join our first class. She came in, and there was one less place in that class, so let’s try to keep the first class…”

……

“Brother Jin, why is no one cheering me?” Gu Wei poked at the arm of the deskmate who was immersed in the problem with a small curly hair, and asked questioningly, “Is it because I didn’t jump well enough?”

“…” Chu Jin paused, really don’t know how to explain to this little “crooked nut” who lacks a root in his brain.

At the top of the food chain of foreign language schools, no one cares about your talents. Teachers and classmates only care about your grades.

For the transfer students like Gu Wei who are “stuffed in” by school leaders, if they study well and dance well, it will be the icing on the cake.

But if it’s just a good dance, the end of the crane…

In the eyes of the students and teachers in the experimental class, only good academic performance can win respect.

“Do you know that the classification is based on the total score?” Chu Jin lowered his head and continued to calculate the problem, reminding Gu Wei, “You should supplement the Chinese language. Let your dad find a tutor, and the language will be given to you. You pull too many points.”

“Oh…I know, but the Chinese is really too difficult, and I don’t want to fail the Chinese every time.” Gu Wei showed a sad face, scratching his head with both hands, suddenly thinking about something. Mysteriously, he approached Chu Jin again, “My mother said, the things have been bought, and she came to Qizhou from England to spend the Chinese New Year with us in February, and bring things back to you by the way.”

“Thanks.” Chu Jin stopped writing and nodded to Gu Wei.

“My phone calls you, you make an appointment with me, and I will give it to you during the winter vacation.” Gu Wei’s eyes are typical big European pairs, with gossiping light in his eyes, “Brother, hardcover is limitededition, so expensive.” , Who did you buy it for?”

Chu Jin took out the wallet from his schoolbag. When he asked Gu Wei the other day, he took the time to withdraw the money from the bank opposite the compound.

He counted out twenty red tickets from the wallet and handed them to Gu Wei, “Thank you, aunt for your hard work.”

“Ah, it seems, I can’t use so much…” Gu Wei looked at the thick pile of money in his hand, feeling that the money was a bit hot.

“You take it first, retreat more and make up less.” Chu Jin looked down and continued to calculate the problem, and said in a low voice.

“Oh, but, brother Jin, did you buy it for Xixi?” Gu Wei’s gossip soul has never been extinct, and he asked as he counted the money, “You two fan fiction has written about married life, doujin The comics are more exciting, they are really well drawn, and I will print them out for you tomorrow.”

“…” Chu Jin stopped writing.

He has always known about fan fiction. There are boring people who are posting it and writing it all the time. What the **** is fan manga?

Gu Weixing said rushingly: “I heard from a senior from the Hot Dance Club, that it was drawn by an art student from the Second Normal School Affiliated High School. It was quite talented. The fan comics were only drawn when you were six or seven years old. What does the latest issue seem to be? ‘Bedwetting incident’, puff ha ha ha, I didn’t expect you to be so cute when you were young!”

Chu Jin held the pen in his hand, and his fingertips turned white.

The art students in the Second High School Affiliated to Teachers College love to draw comics and know everything about them when they were young…

In the art classroom of the Second Attached Middle School of the Normal University, ten kilometers away from Foreign Languages, Ding Yizheng was able to draw with a clip, and suddenly he sneezed several times in a row.

“Oh my god, Aye…” Ding pushed his glasses and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

The round-faced little girl next to him handed a heart-to-heart tissue to him. Ding Yijie said afterwards, “Thank you.”

“These two are really good friends you grew up with? Wow? Wouldn’t they be angry if you drew their stories?” The round-faced girl who was also an art student asked curiously. She also had elementary school classmates in foreign languages, like I remembered something again, and then said, “I heard from my elementary school classmates in foreign language school that this Chu Jin looks very ugly. He always has a cold face and his eyes are fierce.”

“Oh, Chu Jinwa, it’s a paper tiger, don’t be afraid of him, as long as you have a good relationship with Xixi, with Xixi in front, Chu Jin won’t get angry.” Ding Yi picked up the pen and continued painting calmly.

“Then you are sure, Song Qiaoxi will not be angry?” the round-faced girl asked.

“Oh?” Ding Yi stopped writing, feeling inexplicably, “Xi Xi, Xi Xi should, won’t be angry…”

–

In 2003, when the cold season came, the “Little Gang of Five” was finally integrated, and it was no longer the “Little Four. Gang” without Ding Yi.

Although the five friends weren’t in a school for a semester and gathered in the boiler room again, they didn’t feel unfamiliar at all, as they did when they were young.

Two girls, Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao, occupied Chu Jin’s bed. The two boys moved the chair from the neighborhood committee “Shun” next door to leaning against the end of the bed to watch TV. Chu Jin still sat at the desk, no one else in the “noisy” environment. On the day when Wang Junyang just finished his final exam, he told his parents when he got home that he wanted to put the old TV and DVD player at home in the boiler room of Chujin.

The good name is that he wants to watch original English movies and TV shows with Chu Jin to improve his oral English.

When Wang’s parents heard that, the two of them slapped their thighs wildly, and they almost cried with joy.

“Oh, our family Yangyang finally knows to study. It would be helpful for him to take the foreign language test and Xiao Chu to go to school together with their top students! This is to gather people in groups by kind, wife, don’t you think?” Dad Wang I’m so happy.

“Isn’t it? Our child is finally going to be successful!” Mother Wang said with great wealth: “The old TV and the VCD player that no one wants can not be taken to Chu Jin. The person who lost our family, your uncle two days ago The new DVD player from the factory asked your dad to move over. Pharaoh, let’s buy a new TV for Chu Jin.”

In this way, on the first day of the winter vacation, Chu watched in amazement as Uncle Wang commanded him to install a TV and DVD player in the boiler room.

However, what puzzled Song Qiaoxi was that Wang Junyang clearly said that she was learning English to watch the original film. The strange thing was that she had never seen Wang Junyang bring over a CD-ROM of an English movie or TV series.

On the contrary, I always saw him hiding some colorful CDs with colorful covers, and even killed her and Ding Miao from the two girls…

Every time Wang Junyang “learned spoken English”, he would pick when she and Ding Miao were away, and would draw the curtains in Chu Jin’s room so hard that he couldn’t see the situation in the house from the outside.

Not only is this weird, Wang Junyang will watch Ding Yi together in addition to seeing it for himself.

Song Qiaoxi couldn’t understand, doesn’t Ding Yi hate learning English the most? Who said at the time, “I don’t learn bird language…”

On the twenty-eighth new year, Father Song returned to Qizhou from Beijing to celebrate the New Year.

He returned with two suitcases. In addition to the Beijing-style snacks that his wife and daughters like to eat, he will return to Taicheng on the second day of the Lunar New Year. He also brought two customized and improved Tang suits to the old man’s souvenirs.

These two sets of clothes are a New Year gift from Mr. Chu to the two children.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin wore a Tang suit given by Mr. Chu, and paid New Year greetings via MSN and Mr. Chu’s video in Beijing.

The little girl is youthful and cute, with her hair combed into two high ponytails, which naturally hangs over her shoulders. The little boy wears a dark customized Chinese dress. She is tall and handsome. The two children stand together too seductively.

Mr. Chu’s assistant helped to operate MSN, Song Qiaoxi saw Lucky alive and kicking at a glance.

“Grandpa Happy New Year! Good luck in the Year of the Goat, good health!” Song Qiaoxi waved to Grandpa Chu in front of the camera and pulled Chu Jin away.

Chu Jin nodded slightly and said calmly: “Hello, happy new year.”

“Xixi, do it all, happy new year.” Grandpa Chu also wore a dark Tang suit, sitting in the reception room, saying hello to the two children, his eyes full of love.

“Lucky, Lucky, do you remember me?” Song Qiaoxi said.

“Wow!” Lucky yelled excitedly from the speaker, but the quality of the video was really mediocre, and it was very stuck.

“Grandpa, tomorrow we are going to visit my grandma in Taicheng. Thank you for the gift. The winter vacation is too short and there is no time to go to Beijing. We will go to Beijing to see you during the summer vacation.” Song Qiaoxi and Grandpa Chu After a few conversations, the video call ended.

The computer at home was stuck, and there was still a video of Grandpa Chu smiling and waving at them on the screen.

Turning her head, Xixi looked at the computer screen, and then at Chu Jin who was standing aside, jokingly: “Chu Jin, to be honest, it may have been a long time, I really think you look a bit like Grandpa Chu, you see , Your two noses are almost exactly the same.”

“Where does it look? I don’t think it looks like it at all…” Chu Jin said flatly, avoiding her eyes.

Song Qiaoxi stuck her tongue out, “I think it looks alike anyway, and Grandpa Chu is really nice.”

“Sneez…” Chu Jin didn’t say anything, just smiled slightly.

He didn’t want to quarrel with Song Qiaoxi, nor did he want the little girl to think about it.

He admitted that he is selfish, and if there are any uncertain factors that will affect the current family, Chu Jin will definitely not let this happen.

I only hope that I can stay with Song Qiaoxi and grow up with her until the little girl next to me becomes an adult and has the ability to make independent choices.

Before that, Chu Jin didn’t want to be separated from Song Qiaoxi for a day.

–

On the night of the Lantern Festival, Song Qiaoxi was holding a bowl of colorful glutinous rice balls, sitting on a small bench while watching the CCTV1 Lantern Festival Gala, while blowing her breath and carefully biting open the purple glutinous rice balls, the sweetness of the sweet, rose purple sweet potato flavor. of.

“I will go out tomorrow morning, so don’t go to the boiler room in the morning.” Chu Jin also came out of the kitchen with a bowl of glutinous rice **** and sat on the sofa behind her.

On TV, a group of animated little old men and little old ladies shook their heads and sang: “Honor our parents this year, our parents! Our parents! Of course they are still platinum! Melanin…”

Song Qiaoxi was attracted by the TV, and she raised her head and asked, “Ah, where are you going tomorrow?”

“Just go out, maybe come back after lunch, don’t have to wait for me to have lunch.” Chu Jin said.

She didn’t ask much, “Oh, all right.”

During this winter vacation, Wang Junyang would sometimes call Chu Jin to go with him when he played basketball. Song Qiaoxi also heard the boys from the first experiment class call Chu Jin and ask Chu Jin questions.

Everyone was not in the same class, and they all met new friends. Song Qiaoxi was very happy. She also hoped that Chu Jin would be more cheerful and make more friends.

At noon the next day, Chu Jin did not come home for lunch.

Mom and Dad have gone to grandparents’ house, and Song Qiaoxi is about to start school, staying at home to clean up the winter homework.

At lunch, my mother left a plate of fried dumplings for Chu Jin, fearing that he would be hungry when he came back in the afternoon.

At noon today, Song Qiaoxi didn’t have a lunch break. She sat at the desk and looked downstairs through the bay window from time to time to see if Chu Jin was back.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, she was a little drowsy, and when she looked up, she found that the curtains in Chu Jin’s room had been opened.

“Ah, are you back?” Song Qiaoxi stood up from the chair.

Thinking that he might not have lunch, he would definitely be hungry right now, Song Qiaoxi ran to the kitchen and beat the fried dumplings made by her mother in the microwave, put it in the lock and lock box, took a pair of chopsticks and ran to the boiler room.

“I got you fried dumplings, are you hungry?” Xixi put the transparent lunch box on the desk.

“Leave it there, I’ll eat it later,” Chu Jin took out a paper bag from the black schoolbag, reached out and handed it to her, “For you.”

Song Qiaoxi walked to him, took the paper bag, and opened it to take a look.

Inside the bag are four limited editions of “Harry Potter” original hardcover and a gift box DVD of “Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone”, with JK Rowling’s signature on them.

“Yes, it’s for me, is it a New Year’s gift?” Song Qiaoxi’s eyes widened, and she touched the hardcover book cover. There was a pound sterling price tag on the back of the plastic cover. “This is, is this bought from London?”

“Mother Gu Wei brought it back.” Chu Jin smiled and poked the little girl’s soft cheek. “Didn’t you say that you haven’t watched enough of the movie?”

“Ah! I like it so much!” Song Qiaoxi jumped up happily, hugging Chu Jin’s arm and said, “Thank you, why are you so good…”

She thought that there was a DVD player in Chu Jin’s room, and said to him, “Can we watch “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” again now?”

“Do you want to see?” Chu Jin asked with a smile.

The orientation of the TV is exactly opposite to the bed. Usually, if a few friends watch any movies or cartoons, they all sit in a row and lean on Chu Jin’s bed to watch.

Song Qiaoxi took off her shoes naturally, climbed onto the bed, and placed the quilt as a cushion in accordance with the usual “rules” for watching movies.

Chu Jin put the CD into the DVD player, and the familiar background music sounded. When he turned his head, Song Qiaoxi greeted him warmly, “Come on, come on to the bed!”