Chu Jin knew Song Qiaoxi. Although he didn't play much with the children in the courtyard before, he was good at observation and knew a lot of things.
This little girl, who lives in the same compound as herself, has big, beautiful eyes, fair and tender skin, sweet and soft milky voice, as cute as a glutinous dumpling.
But he knew that under the deceptive appearance of Nuo Tuanzi, he was a proper bear child.
Many children in the courtyard have been teased and cried by Song Qiaoxi. She not only likes to play pranks and bully others, but she also confuses right and wrong. Even if an adult finds out, there is always a way to find someone to take the blame.
What the hell was she trying to do just now
Chu Jin pursed his lips, grabbed the strap of his schoolbag nervously with both hands, and took two steps back.
Watching Danzi's every move with vigilant eyes, as if to catch the clues of scheming from her pink face.
However, nothing was found.
She didn't cry, her almond eyes were wet, she just looked at him with a guilty look.
Song Qiaoxi said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, brother Chu Jin, did I touch your face just now?"
Carefully stretched out his fleshy little hand, trying to comfort him, but seeing him dodging like a hedgehog, he sighed secretly in his heart.
He must have suffered a lot to be sensitive like a small animal. No one will become bad for no reason. Chu Ji called the police to save himself. He is not a bad boy.
Crouching down, she awkwardly picked up the ham sausage that had fallen on the ground, and ran towards her parents with her short legs. Next to them was a panda trash can.
"I'm sorry mom, I accidentally dropped the ham on the ground, you punish me."
Holding up the ham, she bowed her head and took the initiative to admit her mistake.
Years of life experience in the orphanage taught her a principle, "be lenient when confessing, and be strict when resisting."
Taking the initiative to admit is better than being caught, and the punishment will be lighter.
It's just, why haven't you moved for a long time
Looking up, he found that his parents were stunned, with surprised expressions on their faces, as if their chins were about to hit the ground.
"Isn't it because of the traffickers? When did Xixi take the initiative to admit her fault?" Dad whispered, trying desperately to wink at his mother, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
"Xixi, are you feeling bad?" Mom squatted down and touched her forehead worriedly, "I don't have a fever, it's not nonsense."
Mom's eyes lit up, and she threw the gray-covered ham sausage into the panda's fat belly, picked up the meaty glutinous dumpling with difficulty, and gave her a big kiss on the face: "We Xixi are sensible. , Growing up, for the first time I knew to take the initiative to admit mistakes."
Seeing the relieved expressions on her parents' faces, Song Qiaoxi felt that her brain capacity was not enough.
No, why is it different from what you imagined
Parents' requirements for themselves, uh, how to say.
It seems to be a bit low...
"Xixi, Mom and Dad want to discuss something with you," Dad lowered his head and held her hand, "Chu Jin's parents are gone, he has nowhere to go right now, Mom and Dad discussed it, today Pick him up and go home, and then we'll figure out a way to help him get in touch with relatives."
"My little brother saved you, I have to be a little better to Chu when I go home today, okay?" As if he was not at ease, Dad added another sentence.
Song Qiaoxi nodded heavily, finally knowing that she could do something for Chu Jin.
At the same time, her heart is full of gratitude. Her parents are so kind, kind and gentle.
Good people like mom and dad must have good rewards, and they must try their best to protect the good life of their family, and never let them end up like the book.
"Well, I must be nice to him."
There was firmness in the soft and glutinous voice, and she clenched her fists to express that she would definitely do it.
What's more, although he is called Brother Chu Jin, in old memory he is a 10-year-old young lady, and she should take good care of him.
Immediately, the parents showed the expression of seeing the big live monster again, stared at her hesitantly for a few seconds, and then smiled at each other with relief.
Dad went to Chu Jin to communicate, but she couldn't hear what they were saying from a distance.
Song Qiaoxi was lying on her mother's arms like a koala, with her wrist wrapped around her neck. This posture could clearly smell the good smell of her mother's body.
I can't tell if it's a floral scent or something else, but the smell makes people feel very reassured and has a special sense of security.
The fragrance of An Xin gave her a lot of encouragement, and after practicing several times in her heart, she finally gathered up the courage and tentatively called out "Mom".
The voice was very small, with an angry sound, like a small chick calling weakly.
"Well, what's wrong, Xixi?"
Mom freed a hand and tucked the stray hairs from her temples behind her ears.
When she finally called out, she felt that her face must have turned red.
Song Qiaoxi has been afraid to call anyone since she saw her parents.
But I don't know why, as soon as the words came to her lips, she was timid. Perhaps she had never called the words "father" and "mother" in a fair and honest way in her life, which caused her to struggle for so long.
"Mom." She called again, a little louder than before.
"Hey, what's the matter?" Mom's eyes stayed on Dad and Chu Jin, probably thinking she was acting like a spoiled child, and rubbed her back comfortably.
Although she was extremely shy, Song Qiaoxi still hesitated to say the first request in her life: "Mom, can you... Then, buy another ham? I won't eat it, I will give it to brother Chu Jin."
As if I heard something funny, my mother tapped on the forehead: "Hey, silly girl, when did you become so shy and don't look like you? Come on, let's buy two, you and little brother Chu Jin are alone. One."
After finishing speaking, he carried her back to the kushikatsu stall and bought two new fried ham sausages.
When the skewers were about to be fried, Dad also took Chu Jin's hand and walked to the stall.
Song Qiaoxi saw that the corners of Chu Jin's eyes were flushed red, he wiped it quickly with his slender fingers, and finally there was some blood on his pale face.
The setting sun was like the overturned alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, and a lot of golden pills were transformed into golden rays of light from Jiuzhongtian to the world, making Song Qiaoxi feel that everyone around him was shining.
Zhi Zhi shouted vigorously, the oil pan of the kushikatsu stall kept giving off a tempting aroma, and the big red "string" character on the barbecue stall not far away lit up, she took a deep breath, this is Qizhou summer taste
The ham sausage was fried, Song Qiaoxi held the bamboo stick in his hand, his mouth was full of oil, and he bit the hard-won ham sausage in small bites, licking his lips contentedly.
After eating half of it, he tilted his head and smiled sweetly at Chu Jin, who was so gentle that he didn't make a sound.
Chu Jin's eyes fell on Song Qiaoxi.
She smiled until her almond eyes curved like two crescent moons, and there seemed to be galaxies in her eyes, shining brightly.
The two flower buds on the little girl's head were scattered a little, and the curly hair was like the mane of a little lion, and her whole body became fluffy in the setting sun.
Her cheeks were bulging, and there was a sesame seed on her mouth, showing a cute expression, as if to say, I'm not lying to you, fried ham is really delicious.
No matter how you look at it, I think Song Qiaoxi is a silly girl with no plans.
He knows that eyes can't deceive people.
She couldn't help but wonder, more than a year ago, her eyes were full of arrogance and domineering, where have they gone now
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On the way home, my father was driving, my mother was in the co-pilot, and Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin were in the back seat.
It wasn't the Song family's car. She remembered that her father had just bought a red motorcycle that looked like a big knife and beetle. The uncles in the compound all saw it. It was a Mustang brand produced by Qingqi Motorcycle Factory.
In my impression, my mother has been riding a rose-red bicycle, and my father has installed a small bamboo chair with a backrest in the back of the car. In winter, he will tie a cotton cushion to prevent her from freezing her ass.
She knew this white car. It belonged to the neighbor's Uncle Wang. It seemed to be called a Jetta
Uncle Wang, like his father, works in a newspaper office and is also an associate editor.
But Uncle Wang's object is very big, it is the eldest lady who married from the Shanghai market to Qizhou.
Sometimes a few uncles were drinking and chatting at home, and they mentioned that the Wang family's daughter-in-law was especially able to make money. She went to the sea early to open the largest beauty salon in Qizhou, and was the first person in the compound to buy a car.
"Your uncle Wang is righteous, just threw the car keys to me and let me drive to pick you up. Is the car comfortable or Dad's motorcycle comfortable?"
Song's father's words interrupted Song Qiaoxi's memory. He was wearing a seatbelt and turned back with one hand on the steering wheel, looking like a stinky fart.
He was handsome for only three seconds, and then was splashed with cold water by his mother: "You drive slowly on the road, Xixi is car sick."
"Okay okay okay."
Although Dad agreed, when he arrived at the door, Song Qiaoxi was still like Shuang's eggplant, slumped in the back seat with her forehead pressed against the door, sweating all over her body.
And because I just ate the greasy fried food, my stomach was like turning over the river, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
After being carried off by her mother, she stood in front of the unfamiliar and familiar family building of the compound and took a few steps dizzy.
Several large locust trees and toon bud trees were planted in front of the family building. The summer evening wind wafted the strong fragrance of locust flowers and the unique smell of toon bud trees, which made the stomach more uncomfortable.
She found that there were a few people around, adults and children, all of them appeared in her new memory, and she could call them by name.
It's just that she is so uncomfortable now that she can't help it.
Not caring about the shame, he squatted on the ground and vomited out with a "wow".
"Mom! Song Ah, Xijia Xixi vomited!"
"Mr. Qiao, come quickly, your daughter vomited, look at this little face white."
Hearing the screeching voices in her ears, she raised her head tearfully, and saw her mother running over with a bottle of water, and she did not forget to instruct her father to go to the house to get toilet paper.
Song Qiaoxi has a very thin skin, and the collective life in the orphanage made her feel ashamed at a very young age, and her self-esteem was particularly strong.
She vomited like this, and she was still wondering if the crowd had dispersed, and she didn't want anyone to see her embarrassed appearance. Now she must be ugly.
The tinnitus was so severe that I could hardly hear any sound, and gold stars appeared in both eyes.
Fortunately, I vomited out, and the uncomfortable feeling finally eased.
A cool hand gently patted her back, which was different from the rhythm of her mother's big hand.
He took the mineral water handed by his mother to rinse his mouth, raised his heavy head, and faced a pair of peach blossom eyes that were half-obscured by his long forehead hair.
It was Chu Jin, he withdrew his thin arm expressionlessly, avoiding her eyes and looking away, his thin lips moved, and he said something.
Is he... disgusting himself