Song Qiaoxi tossed and slept well last night, because she was too tossed, and her mother slapped her little ass twice.
She has been secretly worried that today is Saturday, August 24th.
Today, several adults will have a meeting with Aunt Gao of the neighborhood committee, and the leader of the newspaper office, to discuss and resolve the issue of Chu Jin's departure and retention.
Also this Saturday, Wang Junyang came back from his grandparents' house, and Ding Yi also learned the ninety-nine multiplication table by heart and obtained the "permission right" to go out to play.
Since there are not many days to be at ease before school, Wang Junyang and Ding Yi came to knock on Song Qiaoxi's door at 2:30 in the afternoon when the "Little Three Gang" had a regular meeting time.
Mother Song pushed out her daughter and Chu Jin who had just finished their lunch break: "You take your little brother out for a run. Auntie fry shrimp chips in the evening, and Yang Yanghe thought about coming to get it before going home."
Starting today, they have officially become the "Little Four* Gang".
Several children were born and raised in the compound, how could they not know Chu Jin like the little prince.
Although, in Wang Junyang's view, he is now more like the prince in "The Wandering Prince".
But do you want to say that Chu Jin is a "partner"
That must not be the case, at least Wang Junyang and Ding Yi didn't admit that he was a partner, and now it was only because of Song Qiaoxi's face that they brought him to play.
Song Qiaoxi's "Zuo Qinglong" Wang Junyang, "Right White Tiger" Ding Yi, Chu Jin still held the book in his hand, kept a distance from the three of them, and followed not far or near.
No matter how Xiao Nuo Tuan beckoned and called him, Chu Jin would not walk side by side with them.
On second thought, maybe Chu Jin is more introverted
It doesn't matter, let him touch Wang Junyang and Ding Yi little by little, and everyone will become good partners.
Wang Junyang proposed to play hide-and-seek in their secret base, the abandoned boiler room in the compound, which is a one-story house, very close to the family building, with a few large locust trees backing it, which is very shady.
He took out a piece of great unity from his trouser pocket, dangled it in front of Song Qiaoxi and the others, and blinked mysteriously: "Wait."
Wang Junyang ran to the canteen with a little girl, and after a short time, he ran back with a few pieces of Wangzai crushed ice in his arms.
Song Qiaoxi sucked in a breath of cold air.
Good guy, really good guy!
Worthy of being a "big money", Wang Junyang always has several pocket money of great unity in his pocket.
In the summer, invite your friends to eat ice, and in the winter, please eat roasted sweet potatoes, candied haws, and Jiangmi strips. The shots are super generous.
Seeing that Wang Junyang was holding four pieces of broken ice, Song Qiaoxi was very happy and said "thank you" to him with a sweet smile.
I thought that my partners would be a little resistant to Chu Jin, but I didn't expect everyone to accept him so quickly.
The four children still maintained a strange formation of three in front and one behind, and walked all the way to the door of the boiler room.
The 4 popsicles all hit Song Qiaoxi at once.
Wang Junyang's complexion is a healthy wheat color, and his thin single eyelids narrowed with laughter. The boy's voice was tender and clear: "Xixi, what do you eat?"
"It's the same, peaches and grapes are for you two, I'll eat... I can eat any of the other two flavors!"
The crispy child's voice of the glutinous dumplings accompanies the cicada's chirping, making the August afternoon a breeze.
She knew that Wang Junyang and Ding Yi both like peaches and grapes, so keep these two flavors, and they can eat both flavors when they break them apart.
After taking away the crushed ice of strawberries and lactic acid bacteria, Song Qiaoxi came to Chu Jin, raised her face and asked, "Strawberry and lactic acid bacteria, which one do you like, or both?"
The boy didn't respond.
When she thought of Wang Zai's slogan of Shattered Ice, she wryly said, "Then, half of you, half of me, you are my good partner!"
Chu Jin closed the book, pursed his mouth into a straight line, and looked down at her.
The glutinous dumpling raised his small face and sweated slightly on his forehead, his almond eyes were sparkling, and his curly ponytails swept over his shoulders restlessly.
Nuo Tuanzi just called himself a "good partner"
Wang Junyang and Ding Yi are her "good partners".
They all have complete families and love their parents. The three grew up together and formed a small group called the "Gang of Three".
When I was still living in the compound, I always saw the three of them sticking together and never separating.
Chu is no longer the "Pride of Heaven" in the mouths of others.
The death of his parents and the days of being abandoned many times this year made him clearly realize that he and Song Qiaoxi and the others were no longer children of the same world.
As for the cute little Nuo Tuan in front of her, she is kind and caring to everyone around her.
Without Wang Junyang and Ding Yi this week, he thought... that she was just...
myself, nothing special...
When Chu Jin thought of this, an uncontrollable strange emotion burst out from the bottom of his heart.
He couldn't tell if it was anger, frustration, or irritability.
Holding the book tightly in his arms, he bit his lower lip and straightened his back, bypassing the milky glutinous dumpling, and coldly spit out two words, "Don't eat."
Go straight to the abandoned boiler room, push open the dilapidated iron door, and go in without looking back.
"Clang", there was a heavy sound of the door closing.
Song Qiaoxi froze in place, just saw the capitalized "unhappy" in his eyes, full of worry.
Staring at the two pieces of crushed ice in his hand, it has already begun to melt.
"He's insane, he doesn't eat if he doesn't eat, why is he angry! He really thinks he is the little prince, the prince in "The Prince's Wandering Story"... uh..."
Wang Junyang jumped to Song Qiaoxi's side, holding half a grape popsicle in his hand, and said loudly on purpose.
Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, Song Qiaoxi blocked her mouth with ice.
Ding Yi pushed his glasses with wet fingers, and came over unhurriedly, whispering, "That's right, Xixi, if you eat both of these, you won't share them with him. Those who are not polite are not worthy of joining us." help'!"
Shaking his head a little disappointed, Song Qiaoxi said solemnly to the two partners: "Chu Jin doesn't ignore people, he is not familiar with you now, some people are more introverted, and when you get in touch with them, you will find that they are very warm people. , Chu do him, he will care about people..."
There is more to say later, because I was too shy to say it.
She felt that Chu Jin was the little prince, and the prince in distress was also the prince.
The sound of the glutinous dumplings was crisp and tender, and as the summer wind passed through the broken glass windows, they stumbled into the boiler room.
Chu Jin, who was sitting on the spool bench in the corner, heard it clearly, blinked unnaturally, and bit his lip.
The current self is just a burden no one wants. Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao are just pity him.
His parents taught him from a young age that he could take care of himself at a very young age without causing trouble to others.
What I long for now is just a place that can shelter from the wind and rain, eat a steamed bun a day, and go to school.
Mom and Dad named him with the word "do" in his single name, hoping that he would do his best to do things without leaving any room for him.
He's patient, and now he's far from exhausted.
Chu Jin raised his head and looked around the dilapidated boiler room.
Perhaps here, can become his short-term "safe haven"
To get revenge, you have to grow up, you have to become stronger, you have to endure hardship, like Dantès...
It was quiet in the boiler room, and the quick-tempered Wang Junyang didn't wait for the imagined mutual confrontation, and because of Song Qiaoxi's maintenance of Chu Jin, he squatted on the ground angrily and sucked the grape-flavored Wangzai crushed ice.
Song Qiaoxi ate the crushed ice with the flavor of lactic acid bacteria tastelessly, and the strawberry melted quickly, so let Wang Junyang and Ding Yi take one bite of you, and one bite of me.
After that, it took a lot of effort for her to persuade the two boys to bring Chu Jin to play hide-and-seek together.
The two boys agreed, but they still hung their heads, put their hands in their trouser pockets, and kicked stones on the concrete floor at the entrance of the boiler room glumly.
From time to time you push me and I pat you with a reluctant look on your face.
Alas, they are so naive.
In front of the dilapidated iron door of the boiler room, Song Qiaoxi shook her head with emotion, took a deep breath and pushed open the dilapidated door.
The 10-square-meter hut has tiny dust floating in the air, filled with a stuffy tidal smell.
The pale boy was holding a thick book, sitting with a straight back on the spool bench in the corner, his eyes slowly scanning the pages.
Curiosity killed the cat. I saw him holding this book several times and I was fascinated by it. I wanted him to tell it to myself before, but I forgot about it when I was busy watching cartoons.
Nuo Tuanzi asked subconsciously, "What kind of story does The Count of Monte Cristo tell? Is it good?"
Ah, obviously what she wants to ask is, do you want to play hide and seek together...
"nice."
Chu Jin didn't look up and answered her lightly.
It seems really angry, two questions, only willing to answer one
Song Qiaoxi scratched his head.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
After adjusting his emotions, he was about to open his mouth to ask him if he wanted to play hide-and-seek together, when the iron door of the boiler room opened with a creak.
Wang Junyang and Ding Yi shoved and ran in, quickly closing the door.
"My dad, your dad, your dad is all outside, as well as the neighborhood committee Aunt Gao and a familiar uncle, who is probably a leader."
Wang Junyang stretched out his index finger and lowered his voice, "pointing soldiers and generals" pointed to Ding Yi and Song Qiaoxi, and pointed to the door. When he finally said "leader", he held his waist high, indicating that the person had a big belly.
There are several rows of bungalows next to the boiler room where they live. The family members of the employees of the newspaper printing factory live. Next to the boiler room is the office of the neighborhood committee of the compound.
Song Qiaoxi remembered that these adults would have a meeting in the afternoon to discuss Chu Jin's issue.
The original meeting place is here
It's also a coincidence.
After struggling for a while, she hesitantly said to her partners, "Would you like to listen?"
It's been a long time since the "Little Three Gang" had done anything. Wang Junyang and Ding Yi immediately raised their hands in agreement, their faces were full of excitement, and they instantly put the unhappiness just now behind them.
Song Qiaoxi was hesitant. She had previously made up her mind to be a good baby who would not cause trouble, but this matter was related to Chu Jin, and she couldn't wait to know the first-hand information of the meeting.
"Chu Jin, let's go together, the adults want to discuss your business."
He twisted his hands and feet to the corner of the boiler room, Nuo Tuanzi supported his knees with his hands and lowered his waist, asking him in a low voice.
Seeing the other party raised his head and his eyes flickering, he simply made a decision for him.
The little meat hand pulled up his wrist and dragged him towards the door, but Chu Jin behind him didn't struggle.
Song Qiaoxi guessed that her parents wanted Chu Jin to live at home, and of course she hoped that he would know the good news as soon as possible.
They made a gesture to Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, who were holding the wind at the door, and the four children slipped out of the boiler room on their waists.