"What did you just say?"
Song Qiaoxi turned her head, stared at Wang Junyang who was stunned in place, and asked again.
Every word spit out from the little girl's mouth was as crisp as a pearl falling on a silver plate, but it sounded obviously with an awkward little emotion.
"Huh? Oh... I, what did I say?" Wang Junyang paused, sorted out his mood, and told Song Qiaoxi what he had just heard in the bathroom. " ...that's all, I heard Ding Yi say that he will take Chu Jin to climb Mount Tai, visit temple fairs, go to big fairs, etc."
After Wang Junyang finished speaking, he was also dumbfounded.
Looking at the bright light in Nuo Tuan's eyes, it dimmed a little bit.
Song Qiaoxi pursed her lips, feeling inexplicably sour in her heart.
Just like my most beloved baby, who is about to be snatched away.
Why did Chu Jin follow Ding Yi back to Taicheng for Chinese New Year
Obviously, she is clearly the cubs of her Song family, when did it become the common property of the "Little Gang of Five"
She was unhappy. After Chu Jin returned to the compound in August last year, she never separated from herself for a day.
Chinese New Year is a day for family reunion. As long as it is a family, it is necessary to get together. Chu Jin and himself, as well as his parents, are the family. Of course he wants to celebrate the New Year at the Song family
Otherwise, let him go to celebrate the New Year with the Ding family
Even Xiao Nuo Tuan's face became hot, and he frowned angrily, shaking his head like a rattle, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.
Chu Jin must spend the New Year with her, not only this year, but every year in the future to be with their family!
Humph, isn't it Taicheng
My grandmother's house belonged to Taicheng. If Chu Jin wanted to climb Mount Tai, visit temple fairs, or attend big fairs, on the second day of the new year, their family would go back to their mother's hometown and take him back with them.
I remember my mother said, "On the second day of the new year, when I go back to my parents' home," I can take him to play Taicheng at that time.
Wang Junyang watched the change in Song Qiaoxi's face, and began to pray for Ding Yi secretly in his heart.
In his opinion, the stubborn eyes of Boss Xixi seem to be saying, Ding Yi, fight with me, I think your current thinking is very dangerous...
After swallowing, Wang Junyang quickly organized the language in his brain, trying to comfort Song Qiaoxi.
But the boy's mouth was stupid, he didn't hold back for a long time, he started to stutter when he was nervous, "Nei, Xixi, I, I, I don't..."
Without saying a word, Song Qiaoxi had already rushed out the door, and there were hurried footsteps in the corridor.
"I don't remember whether Chu Jin promised Ding Yi..."
Yangyang's explanation for being late, Nuo Tuanzi didn't hear a word.
Song Qiaoxi didn't go home. She "jumped" all the way from the third floor to the first floor, walked out of the corridor, slowly paced under the dim street lights, and unknowingly walked to the door of the boiler room.
The windows of the boiler room are pasted with beautiful red window grilles, the curtains are drawn, and the lights are on inside. On the door is a pair of beaming Spring Festival couplets and a cartoon calf pattern, the upside-down blessing.
Several mothers dressed up the boiler room in a New Year's style, and the red one was particularly lively and festive.
But at the moment, Xiao Nuo Tuan's heart is cold and cold.
She was still full of "imposing" just now, and she was about to grab Chu Jin and ask him about his posture and courage, but it disappeared when he reached the door, which made her feel a little cowardly.
Hesitantly, he knocked on the door of the boiler room.
"Who?"
"it's me... ... "
The door opened quickly, Chu Jin looked at her in surprise, grabbed Song Qiaoxi's arm, and pulled the little girl from the cold winter night into the warm room like spring.
"It's time to go to bed, what are you doing here so late?"
Chu Jin stared at her with a tone of reproach.
When she entered the room, she realized that it was a bit cold outside. Song Qiaoxi went out without a hat, gloves, or a scarf. She rubbed her frozen little hands, and suddenly he felt aggrieved when he said something.
"I have something to ask you."
Pooting his mouth, frowning, his eyes were sore, and the glutinous dumpling looked up at Chu Jin.
Chu Jin's face was as white as a paper man's little pointed face, hidden in a warm gray turtleneck sweater, his forehead hair covered his eyebrows, only the thick eyelashes as black as crow feathers could be seen, and a small shadow fell under his eyes. .
He lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, shook his head, and pulled Nuo Tuanzi's arm to let her sit on the chair beside the desk.
He took the enamel cup on the desk and handed it to her, "Take it, cover your hands."
The boy, who was tall among his peers, sat on the edge of the bed by himself.
With his hands on his knees, his legs straight and slender, he asked softly, "What do you want to ask?"
Holding the warm water cup in both hands, the little meat hand finally regained consciousness.
Concentrated, Song Qiaoxi didn't dare to look him in the eyes, she stared at the foot of the bed and said hesitantly: "Well... I want to ask you, where are you going to celebrate the New Year? Have you ever spent time with Ding Yi and Ding Miao in Taicheng? "
Chu Jin was obviously stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and pinched his eyebrows with his fingers, as if he was a little troubled.
Nuo Tuanzi was really flustered, it seemed that Yangyang was right, Chu Jin really wanted to leave her behind and spend the New Year with the Ding family...
"Who told you that?"
Chu Jin raised his head again and looked at her fixedly, the beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked, the crease of the double eyelid was slightly red, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes.
"It's the king..." After a pause, Song Qiaoxi felt that she couldn't betray her friend, so she swallowed the word "wang" immediately, trying her best to be more assertive, "Who cares who told me, I'm here Ask you, yes or no? Do you really want to go to Taicheng to play? It's just... "
Although Nuo Tuanzi's voice was getting smaller and smaller, in the end, he still clenched his small fists to encourage himself, and he mustered up the courage to finish his words in one breath, "That's right, my grandma's house is also from Taicheng, you stay, and me, and also Wouldn't it be nice to have my parents to celebrate the New Year together? Every year, on the second day of the new year, we have to go back to my grandma's house in Taicheng, and we can also take you to climb Mount Tai, visit temple fairs, and go to big fairs..."
Like a bamboo tube bouncing beans, Song Qiaoxi felt a little thirsty after finishing speaking.
He lowered his eyes and naturally took a sip of warm water while holding the water cup.
I didn't see Chu Jin raising his hand to stop her, but found that she had already drank, so she lowered her hand and shook her head gently.
When she looked at Chu Jin again, his pointed chin slipped out of the high collar of the sweater, pursed his lips thoughtfully and smiled, his thin pale cherry lips moved, "Ding Yi came to ask me, Do you want to go back to Taicheng with him for the New Year, but... Do you think I agreed?"
"Um?"
This time, it's the turn of the glutinous dumplings to be deflated...
Her mouth was half-open, her big eyes looked up at the ceiling, trying desperately to recall what Wang Junyang told her just now
As if, before he left, Yangyang still wanted to say something to her
No, what information is missing
If I made a mistake and misunderstood others, would it be a little embarrassing...
Chu Jin saw her chubby little face raised upwards, her cheeks became pink, her big eyes blinked ignorantly, and she looked cute and at a loss. She had basically guessed why Song Qiaoxi came here.
She can never hide things in her heart, and her emotions are written directly on her face, like a transparent crystal villain.
For some unknown reason, Chu Jin sometimes wants to tease Song Qiaoxi. He likes to see her laugh, to watch her act like a spoiled child, and to see her a little angry and anxious.
So I deliberately teased her, making Nuo Tuanzi anxious for a while.
It's just that it's enough to tease the soft and glutinous dumplings for a while, and Chu Jin can't bear it after a long time.
Song Qiaoxi put down the enamel cup in her hand and grabbed the edge of the orange corduroy coat with one hand. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Chu Jin's voice.
"Ding Yi asked me, but I didn't agree." The boy's tone was still the same, but he looked at her with a slight smile in his eyes, "Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao agreed with me in advance, I and you New Year's Eve together."
"Really!" Song Qiaoxi jumped up from the chair, rushed to Chu Jin, put her hands together, and the corners of her mouth raised, "That's great, my family's New Year's Eve dinner is very rich, I heard from my father that this year's Spring Festival Gala is very beautiful, we can be together Watch the Spring Festival Gala! Dad will also take us to the suburbs to set off firecrackers. On the second day of junior high, let's go back to Taicheng to go to my grandma's house to visit temple fairs and go to the big market. My grandma's house has big white geese and old hens that can lay eggs, just laid. The eggs that come out are warm and warm, and I feel very happy when I hold them in my hand... "
Nuo Tuanzi regained her vitality, and her small mouth kept babbling, and she repeated her long New Year's plan list in one breath.
At the end, I felt thirsty again, took a few sips of the enamel water cup "Ton Ton Ton", and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand in Chu Jing's eyes, "Waiting for the Lantern Festival, Yangyang, Yi It's time for Yihe Miaomiao to come back, when the time comes, let's go to Baotu Spring to watch the Lantern Festival together!"
When talking about the Lantern Festival, Song Qiaoxi saw a trace of complicated emotions in Chu Jin's smiling eyes, like sadness, like pain...
However, that trace of emotion flashed by and was never captured again.
"Go home, uncle and aunt can't find you and will be anxious."
Chu Jin said in a low voice that his voice was always low, and he did not have the clear voice of a boy of this age.
Reluctantly agreed, the dumpling nodded, "Oh, good."
"When you go back, pay attention to your feet and walk slowly."
He took off a scarf from the hanger, wrapped her tightly around her eyes, put on his own wool gloves, and pushed Song Qiaoxi out the door.
At the moment when the door was closed, Xiao Nuotuan saw a trace of sadness in his eyes.
But, the door then closed.
From the glass window, the headlights in the house were also turned off.
Song Qiaoxi shook her head and didn't think about it before she woke up from the excitement of celebrating the New Year with Chu Jin, guessing that Chu Jin must be tired and wanted to rest early.
The little girl has always been big-hearted, and the details of the details are unexpectedly deep, and she did not realize that Chu Jin is sensitive to the Lantern Festival.
He waved his hands happily, carefully paid attention to the road under his feet, and walked home slowly.
--
In Qizhou in 1997, there were several heavy snowfalls in the twelfth lunar month.
Song Qiaoxi jumped up from the bed when the alarm clock rang.
Today is February 7th, the first day of the new year.
The Song family has a habit of dressing their children in new clothes from head to toe every year on the first day of the new year.
In 1997, the popular Tang suits in Qizhou, my mother bought two red and bright Tang suits for Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin.
When Nuo Tuanzi opened his eyes, his new outfit from head to toe was already neatly placed on the chair by the bed.
Mom pushed the door open with a long braid, sat on the edge of the bed and smiled softly, pinching her little nose, "Get up so early?"
He stretched his waist, widened his eyes full of energy, and put his arms around his mother's waist, "Mom! I'm going to pay New Year's greetings today!"
For breakfast on the first day of the new year, Mother Song prepared Yuanxiao and dumplings.
On the evening of New Year's Eve, the family made a special dumpling with a top cover. Qizhou people pay attention to eating vegetarian dumplings for the first meal of the new year, which means "silence" throughout the year.
Susanxian's dumplings are delicious as fried dumplings, but Song Qiaoxi likes sweet breakfast, so her mother gave her a bowl of Lantern Festival with black sesame filling alone.
The two children were sitting at the dining table, facing each other.
In front of Chu Jin was a plate of vegetarian three fresh fried dumplings and a bowl of soy milk. The boy picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and chewed it slowly.
Song Qiaoxi held the spoon in her hand and carefully blew the big white round ball in the spoon, but she refused to let go.
When I ate the first one just now, I was anxious and burned the tip of my tongue.
When the Lantern Festival was cool, Nuo Tuan tilted his head and said to Chu Jin, "Last night, at the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala, do you remember those beautiful sisters dancing with candied haws on their heads? You said, The candied haws on their heads are real and fake, can they be eaten after the show is over?"
The boy looked up at her, pursed his lips and smiled, noncommittal.
"Oh, if it were true, how happy would it be..."
After he finished speaking, he blew two more breaths at the Lantern Festival in the spoon, and took a tentative bite with his small deciduous teeth.
Oh, well, it's not hot anymore!
After taking a big bite, the fragrant and sweet black sesame seeds flowed out from the inside. The white and tender glutinous rice skin exudes a delicate fragrance and has a delicate taste. The filling and the skin are mixed together to be extra soft and sweet.
On this day, the adults in the courtyard were very busy. Neighbors who left behind for the Chinese New Year always wished each other New Year’s greetings and visited each other. Of course, the children were the happiest. They had red envelopes, candies and snacks to eat at every house.
The two children had just had breakfast when someone knocked on the door.
Mother Song is putting oooh toffee, big white rabbit, candy corn, dried apricot, plum, pistachio, longan, red date, peanut candy in the lacquer box of the coffee table...
Clap your hands to open the door, "Come on!"
"Brother and sister, Xiao Song, Happy Chinese New Year!"
"Little Qiao, happy new year!"
"Aunt Qiao, happy new year."
"Oh, brother Xia, sister-in-law, Happy New Year, come in quickly, Qiu Meng has grown into a big girl, why is she so smart."
Mom opened the door, and Song Qiaoxi heard a familiar voice on the other side of the living room.
It's Sister Qiu Meng, and she and her parents are here to celebrate the New Year!
"Sister Qiu Meng is here!"
Like a little butterfly, Song Qiaoxi threw herself into Sister Qiu Meng's arms with joy, but this time, she did it as lightly as she did with porcelain.
He raised his little face and smiled until his eyes narrowed, "Happy New Years Sister! Happy New Years to Uncle and Aunt! Gong Xi Fa Cai, the Year of the Ox will be auspicious!"
"Hey, our Xixi's mouth is so sweet. Geely said it so nicely. Happy Chinese New Year. Uncle and aunt wish you a new year of study and progress. Daughter-in-law, where is the red envelope?"
Uncle Xia took the red envelope handed over by his aunt and stuffed it into Song Qiaoxi's hands.
"Xixi is so handsome today, Xiao Qiao's eyes are so good," Auntie squeezed her soft face, took out another red envelope from the leather bag, and beckoned to the other side of the living room, "Come on, Xiao Chu, hurry up. Take it, look at the two children, they are like golden boys and girls, I think they are better-looking than the two years of painting dolls at the opening of the Spring Festival Gala last night."
Xiao Nuo Tuan was already good-looking, but it was even more pleasing when she was dressed up by Qiao Qin today.
Two flower buds were combed on her head, and the red ribbon was tied into a bow, which made the girl's already porcelain-white complexion even whiter. Her big watery eyes were like two black grape beads. smiling.
Wearing a white turtleneck bottoming sweater, a small red Tang suit jacket with white fluff on the cuffs, a purse in the shape of a bunny, a small cotton skirt of the same color and style, and creamy white fluffy pantyhose. With a pair of red leather boots.
Chu Jin walked over calmly, took the red envelope, and politely thanked him.
Today, he is also wearing a dark red Tang suit jacket, which was bought by Song's mother together. The two children standing together look like two beautiful New Year's picture dolls.
"Xixi, will my sister take a picture of you and Chu Jin?"
Qiu Meng tapped Song Qiaoxi's upturned nose, her tone smiling and gentle.
"OK!"
The glutinous dumpling stuffed the red envelope into the little rabbit's purse, and pulled Chu Jin to stand in the living room with his hands behind his back.
Chu Jin was not in a hurry or panic, and naturally put the red envelope in his hand into the rabbit purse on the little girl's body, and stood with his arms hanging by his side.
"Huh?" Song Qiaoxi raised her head suspiciously, imitating Chu Jin's appearance, then straightened her waist, stuck out her tongue mischievously, and joked, "Put the red envelope in my pocket, it's mine!"
"It's all yours."
The boy lowered his eyes, his voice low.
Even if he deliberately lowered his voice, all the adults present heard it.
In an instant, Sister Qiu Meng laughed out loud, and the remaining uncles, aunts, and parents all laughed as if they had taken "Haha pills".
"Song Ah, brother and sister, your Xixi is really good at education, and she knows how to hold financial power at such a young age."
"Lao Xia, the child is still young, talking nonsense."
"Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji..."
"You two have no guesses, what a beautiful childhood sweetheart, Qiu Meng, you and Cheng Lidong were like this when they were kids..."
"Oops, Mom and Dad..."
…
Several adults laughed and said, not forgetting to tease Xia Qiumeng.
A group of people looked into the eyes of the two cubs, and almost pink bubbles and little stars appeared, as if they had seen some invincible and lovely big baby.
Song Qiaoxi was stunned, a little confused, her head tilted, and she frowned.
She grabbed Chu Jin's slippery Tang suit sleeve, tugged it twice, motioned him to lower his head, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, what are they laughing at? Are they laughing at me? Look, there's something on my face?"
"No... ... "
Chu Jin also frowned, glanced at her, pursed his lips and shook his head.
To be honest, he is as smart as he is, and he doesn't understand, what are these adults laughing at...
On the contrary, Sister Qiu Meng stopped laughing first, took off the Seagull 205 camera from her neck, took off the lens cap, and picked a place with good lighting for Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin to stand over.
She closed one eye and said softly, "Come on, Xixi, Chu Jin, look at the camera."
"1, 2, 3...eggplant!"
"Crack."
From the viewfinder, Xia Qiumeng saw the little boy with a slightly stern face, standing upright, his hands tightly pressed against the edge of his trousers.
The little girl quickly adjusted her emotions and smiled brightly at the camera, her two big almond eyes curved into a moon, her chin raised, and the little hand close to the boy compared to a bunny ear.
Nuo Tuanzi was so excited that she took another photo with Chu Jin. The last time she took a photo with the "Little Gang of Five", Sister Qiu Meng gave each child a photo after washing it out.
My mother bought a photo frame with a panda, and helped her put the photo in it, usually on the most conspicuous place on the desk.
The photo this time is only the two of them, Song Qiaoxi hasn't figured out where to put it
Otherwise, put it on the bedside
This way, before going to bed, when you wake up, you can see it at first sight!
Sister Qiu Meng said something to her parents before she left.
After seemingly getting a positive answer, he waved to Song Qiaoxi and whispered in her ear, "Your father and mother agreed, and when the spring begins, Lidong and I will take you to Daming Lake to learn to take pictures."
"Ow! Thank you sister, I will study hard!"
The glutinous dumplings clapped and cheered, their hearts blossomed with joy, and they sipped a big mouthful of fragrance on their sister's cheeks.
She will become a little photographer in the future!
The boy sitting in the corner of the sofa in the living room quietly took this scene into his eyes.
--
After dinner that day, on the occasion of the Chinese New Year, parents did not let Chu Jin go back so early, thinking that he was too tired to study and read every day, and it was rare to leave him to play more during the holidays.
In fact, he was afraid that the little boy was alone, and Song Qiaoxi was with him at home, so it was always more lively.
At this moment, another uncle and aunt came to visit. It was an adult that Song Qiaoxi didn't know. She couldn't get into the topics that several people talked to her parents. door.
Humming "In 1997, I quietly approached you...", kicked off the little rabbit's cotton slippers, and climbed onto her cot with hands and feet.
This song was broadcast on the Spring Festival Gala last night. Mao Amin sang it with several celebrities, but she knows Mao Amin as a celebrity. Her mother likes Mao Amin, and she often plays her tapes at home.
There was also a small rabbit on his body, and he didn't take it off to eat.
Turning the little rabbit upside down, a bed of red envelopes fell out of her pockets. She held up a handful of red envelopes in both hands and threw them into the sky like a goddess scattered flowers.
"Giggle" laughed out loud.
Wow haha, the feeling of being smashed by money is really good!
Chu Jinduan was sitting at the desk, flipping through Dumas' "The Three Musketeers", out of the corner of his eye glanced at Song Qiaoxi, the corners of his mouth upturned.
"Let's 'split the spoils'! No, split the money..."
I don't know why, when Nuo Tuanzi was excited, his lips were not stubborn. He received the red envelopes scattered on the bed and held them in his arms, and put a bunch of them on the desk.
All the red envelopes in front of her were collected by her and Chu Jin together, and the uncles and aunts who came to pay New Year's greetings gave them two copies, one for each person.
After that, their parents took them to someone else's house to pay New Year's greetings, and the red envelope was also handed to one person. However, after Chu Jin got the red envelope, he didn't open it, and all his brains were stuffed in her little rabbit's pocket.
Based on the principle of fairness and impartiality, Song Qiaoxi should distribute the red envelopes equally, half per person.
She opened the red envelopes one by one. Some of them contained two ten-yuan unity, and occasionally there were yellow-green fifty-yuan bills.
"One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me..."
The glutinous dumpling muttered, carefully dividing the money into two thin stacks.
The meat hand pushed in front of Chu Jin, "Hey, these are yours, don't say I'm not loyal."
Then he grabbed the remaining small stack, and happily fell on the bed, counting the small coins with his little feet up.
"Ten, twenty, forty, ninety... One hundred and fifty!"
At the end of the count, Song Qiaoxi took a deep breath.
Come on, this is a huge sum of money
For one hundred and fifty dollars, you can buy three hundred fried ham sausages and eat four meals of KFC!
But at the moment, the little greedy cat Song Qiaoxi has other plans.
She doesn't plan to use the money to buy food. She wants to wait for the New Year and beg her parents to take her to buy the thing she wants most now.
Worryingly, the glutinous dumplings don't know how much that thing will cost.
After thinking about it, he got up from the bed and climbed to the desk, "Chu Jin, do you know how much Qiu Meng's camera costs?"
He raised his head from the book, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Um... well."
Song Qiaoxi lay back on the bed again, holding a stack of banknotes in her hand, wondering if this small amount of money can buy a camera
Hearing the sound of the chair rubbing against the floor, he turned his head and saw that Chu Jin stood up and began to clean up the books on the table.
After cleaning up, he put the chair back and said softly, "I'll go back first, it's 9 o'clock."
Kneeling down on the cot, Nuo Dumpling put the money on the pillow, and smiled obediently, "Well, okay, we are going to Taicheng tomorrow, and my mother said that I will knock on your door earlier."
"I'll come here earlier, so I don't need auntie to run again."
Chu Jin turned to open the door of the small room.
Song Qiaoxi glanced back at the desk, and found the remaining 150 yuan lying quietly on the table.
He hurriedly called him: "Hey, your little money!"