Grabbing a small stack of bills on the desk, Song Qiaoxi jumped off the cot, stepped on her slippers, and got up to chase after Chu Chu.
"Don't forget to take your little money!"
She grabbed Chu Jin's sleeve and shoved the money into the boy's hand.
Chu Jin backhanded the money to her, looked down at her eyes, and said in a low voice, "You take the camera."
"Um?"
Nuo Tuanzi was stunned for a moment, stared at Chu Jin with wide eyes, and opened his mouth slightly.
How did he know that he wanted to buy a camera? !
Can you read minds
"I don't need it, you take it."
He couldn't see much emotion on his face, his handsome face was calm, as if explaining an extremely ordinary trivial matter.
Song Qiaoxi looked at the "big money" of one hundred and fifty yuan in her hand and fell into contemplation...
What did he say, as if he was holding a dollar of steel in his hand
He slowly released the little hand that was holding Chu Jin's cuff, and said hesitantly, "But, but I can't take other people's things..."
Without looking at Wang Junyang, Xiao Nuotuan clutched the money and twisted her two little hands together to look at the long ears of her pink bunny slippers.
The two were silent for a while, and she heard Chu Jin let out a soft sigh.
"Then you can eat Wang Junyang's snacks, you can grab a handful of Ding Yi and Ding Miao's candy, and Uncle Ding has stewed braised pork, you can eat a big bowl..." Chu Jin spoke for the first time. So fast, he paused, and then said, "They are none other than me, am I? They can take their things, but I can't take my things... "
Raising his head in a hurry, Song Qiaoxi found that Chu Jin frowned slightly. Although his face was calm, his breathing was obviously a little short.
Hey, why is there such a person
Food and money can be the same, and he is still angry if he doesn't take his money!
"If you don't want it, I'll take it directly to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, and let them keep it for you."
Chu Jin added another sentence, his tone became clear and cold, and he pretended to take the money back from her.
Quickly covering the money in his hand and stepping back, Nuo Tuanzi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Oh... don't stop, I'll just keep it..."
With an idea, she suddenly thought of a good way.
"Just wait for me, I'll be fine right away!"
Song Qiaoxi dragged her slippers, climbed onto the chair beside the desk, found the Honda character grid from the drawer, and tore off a page.
Grab the pencil and write stroke by stroke.
After writing it, get it in front of Chu Jin, "Here, this is a letter of guarantee for you, I won't take your small money for nothing, this is your investment."
The words on the Tian Zi Ge can be seen that Song Qiaoxi has done his best. Although he is better than a dog, it may have been a husky's "dance of demons" before. out the word.
Ugly, still really ugly, just a little neater.
It said, "I, Song Qiaoxi, received 150 yuan from Chu to invest in cameras, and I guarantee that I will use half of the money I earn in the future."
I saw Chu Jin staring at the piece of paper with a stunned mouth, as if his head was full of question marks
She hurriedly explained, "Look, I won't let you suffer. If I become a very good photographer in the future and can earn a lot of small money, I will give you half of it!"
"Hey, okay."
Chu Jin sneered, the beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and when he smiled, it seemed that the whole world lit up.
The boy took the paper, carefully folded it into small squares, and clamped it in the book "The Three Musketeers" in his hand.
Xiao Nuo Tuan loved watching Chu Jin laugh. Knowing that he was not angry, he began to act like a spoiled child, "Hey, I'm serious, don't believe me, don't laugh at me..."
The corners of his mouth were still upturned, he shook his head gently, and whispered, "Okay, I believe you."
Who would have thought that Tong Yan Wuji's words were like a magical seed like Jack's pea, planted in the heart of the little glutinous dumpling.
The enchanted dream will slowly take root, sprout, and grow into a towering tree.
On this winter night of 1997, the promise made by one child to another child will one day come true
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The Spring Festival in 1997 went by so fast, the calendars on the wall were torn off one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month arrived.
This day is the last day of the traditional Spring Festival, with Lantern Festival, lanterns, lantern riddles...
The old Qizhou people have a saying that, if you don’t watch the lanterns in Baotu Spring, it is not a New Year’s Day.
The compound that had been deserted for two weeks has returned to its former hustle and bustle.
After nearly two weeks of separation, the "Little Gang of Five" reunited again. Wang Junyang came back from Shanghai on the 12th of the first lunar month, and Ding Yi and Ding Miao were from Qizhou from their hometown in Taicheng on the 13th of the lunar month.
The Song family only stayed in Taicheng for two nights. Because of Song's father's work, the editorial department also took turns off work during the New Year, and hurried back with the family.
On the fifteenth day of the first month of the Lantern Festival, the happiest group of children is looking forward to going to the Baotu Spring Lantern Festival to watch the lanterns and guess lantern riddles.
If you guess the lantern riddles of the Baotu Spring Lantern Festival, you will get a small gift.
The fourteenth day of the first lunar month is February 20, 1997.
Behind Song Qiaoxi's buttocks, Wang Junyang, who was carrying a lot of novelties, Ding Yi, who was carrying a large pocket of local souvenirs, and Ding Miao, who was holding a book in his arms, knocked on the door of Chu Jin's boiler room.
After the door opened, the four cubs were familiar with the door and the road. You pushed me into the house, and it was as natural as returning to your own home.
"Come on, let's see what goodies I brought you!"
Wang Junyang spread the things in his arms on Chu Jin's desk and called everyone over.
Ding Yi grabbed Chu Jin, who had closed the door, and enthusiastically opened the plastic bag in his hand, "Chu Jin, this is what my mother asked me to bring here. My grandparents dried the dried sweet potatoes by themselves, as well as Jiangmi strips, honey three I'll put knives and other snacks in the chest of drawers for you, if you want to eat them."
"Dried sweet potatoes? Honey three knives!" Song Qiaoxi's small head also moved up, licked her lips, and looked at Chu Jin with longing eyes, "Can I taste one?"
"Oh, this is for Chu Jin, your mother will bring it to your house soon." Ding Yi pushed his glasses and mumbled dissatisfiedly, adding, "Chu Jin didn't go back with us for the New Year, eat Big loss, grandpa and grandma took me and Ding Miao to the Daiyue Temple Fair, it was fun... Or, Chu Jin, will you go back with us for the New Year next year?"
"No! I've already made reservations for Chu Jin for next year, the year after, the year after, and the year after the year, and he wants to celebrate the New Year with our family!"
Nuo Tuanzi shouted anxiously, grabbed Chu Jin's arm and pulled him back, trying to keep him away from Ding Yi, for fear that Chu Jin would be snatched away by Ding Yi.
Ding Miao took out a rice stick from Ding Yi's open plastic bag and stuffed it into her mouth, and glanced at Song Qiaoxi helplessly, "Ding Yi is joking, but also to see if Chu Jin is willing to go, you, really If you don’t tease, you will be anxious when you tease.”
"Hey! The imported chocolates, pine nut cakes, zongzi candies, Torreya seeds, seaweed crisps that I brought back from the Shanghai Stock Exchange..." Wang Junyang found that no one was paying attention to him, so he jumped up in a hurry, his face flushed red Shouting, "What's so delicious about dried sweet potatoes, Xixi, come and see what you like, I'll give it to you!"
"Slightly, Chu Jin don't want to go back to Tai City with you to celebrate the New Year." Nuo Tuanzi didn't forget to stick out his tongue to Ding Yi, turned around and let go of Chu Jin's arm, ran to the desk and exclaimed, "Wow! It's so delicious! Yes! Come on everyone, Miaomiao, Chu Jin, Ding Yi..."
I haven't seen each other for more than ten days. Several children want to kill each other. The small boiler room is full of warm atmosphere.
When the excitement passed, the room returned to normal.
Song Qiaoxi's cheeks were bulging, with a dumpling candy in her mouth, she was lying on Chu Jin's bed reading the comic book "Dragon Ball" brought by Ding Yixin. I finished reading Anne of the Gables, and today Ding Miao is reading Little Women.
In front of the chest of drawers, the two boys were discussing heatedly about what game to play, and they did not forget to pull Chu Jin together.
It is estimated that after a long time, these two little boys with no memory have forgotten the feeling of being brutally "slaughtered" by Chu Jin.
"By the way, are you going to Baotu Spring to guess lantern riddles for the Lantern Festival tomorrow?" Wang Junyang waved at Chu Jin and Ding Yi with the rich man in his hand, his eyes lit up, as if remembering something extraordinary, "Oh, I forgot? We have a secret weapon this year, Chu Jin is so smart, he must be able to answer all the lantern riddles correctly, and then we can get a lot of gifts!"
"Yeah, Ding Miao doesn't want to run with us, she doesn't tell us the answer even if she knows the answer," Ding Yi echoed, and the little squinting smile behind the lens made a line, "Chu Jin, you are so good at everything, for sure You are also very good at lantern riddles, right?"
Song Qiaoxi also sat up from the bed and tilted her head to look at Chu Jin across the two boys.
The tallest and thinnest boy was obviously not in high spirits. He shook his head silently, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.
This time, she saw it very clearly, and it seemed familiar. The emotion in his eyes was sadness, pain, and hatred...
Yes, that night, I thought that Chu Jin and Ding Yi were going back to Taicheng for the New Year, and came to him at night.
At that time, it seemed that the "Lantern Festival" was also mentioned, or the "Lantern Festival"
Chu Jin's emotions began to become strange...
The tall, pale boy pursed his lips, obviously not in the mood to play Monopoly with Wang Junyang and Ding Yi.
He took a deep breath, as if trying to adjust his emotions, and said calmly, "Sorry, you two play Monopoly, I won't go to the Lantern Festival."
After speaking, Chu Jin went back to the desk, gathered all the messy snacks on the table into a corner, took out the math Olympiad exercises from the drawer and began to brush them.
For a while, in the hut, only the sound of the brush tip brushing across the paper could be heard.
Wang Junyang frowned and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but Song Qiaoxi quickly put his finger to his mouth and shook his head silently at him.
Wang Junyang and Ding Yi looked at each other and shrugged, obviously not knowing what happened to Chu Jin.
They had to sit at the end of the bed holding the Monopoly's box, the two boys met head to head, spread out the map, rolled dice, and silently "buy land", "sell land", "build a hotel", "pay and sell tolls"... . ..
Song Qiaoxi murmured in her heart. The cartoon in front of her has been on one page for a long time. What is the reason that makes Chu Jin feel so bad when he mentions the "Lantern Festival"
Ugh... ...
This question, for her, is beyond the scope.
Thinking about it, before going to the lantern festival tomorrow, let's knock on the door and call him once. If he still doesn't go by then, then don't force Chu Jin to play together.
After all, Mom and Dad often say that a twisted melon is not sweet.
Nuo Tuanzi turned over a page of the comic book and sighed a little.
Maybe, Chu Jin doesn't like occasions with so many people, right
It doesn't matter, she can bring him a small lantern back!
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At 5:30 p.m. the next day, a small group of people gathered at the entrance of the unit buildings of the Song and Wang families.
Today is February 21, 1997, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival.
The Song family, the Ding family, and the Wang family discussed it. Taking advantage of the fact that the children are just in the first grade and their studies are not so heavy, this year they will still take the children to the lantern festival according to the old rules.
Several families ate early for dinner, and they waited for everyone to gather and set off for Baotu Spring to enjoy the lanterns.
"Where's Xixi?"
Father Song counted the number of people and found that his daughter was missing.
"Uncle, Xixi has gone to call Chu Jin." Wang Junyang replied quickly.
Song Jianguo thought, that's not right, Xiao Chu said in advance that he didn't want to go, why did he still call
Just as he was about to ask, he heard Ding Yi add another sentence, "Uncle, Xixi said to call for the last time. If Chu Jin doesn't go, forget it."
After speaking, the little boy wearing glasses made a gesture of spreading his hands and shrugging his shoulders, and the little adult's funny appearance made several adults laugh.
Song Qiaoxi was wrapped tightly, and ran like a small red ball from a distance.
"Slow down, girl, don't be in a hurry."
Dad Song called her, made a gesture to tell her not to worry, and squatted down to meet her.
"Come here, Dad, I'm here!" Nuo Tuanzi ran over panting, threw himself into his father's arms, and was carried by his father on his shoulders, "Chu Jin still doesn't want to go, then let's go?"
"Okay, let's go!"
Father Song borrowed a red Santana, and Uncle Wang drove the white Jetta, which happened to be carrying three families of ten people from the courtyard to Baotu Spring Park.
Qizhou is famous for its abundance of springs. There are seventy-two famous springs in ancient times. Baotu Spring ranks first among the seventy-two famous springs in Qizhou, and is known as "the first spring in the world".
On the fifteenth day of the first month, Baotu Spring Park is very lively. There are all kinds of lanterns in the buildings, rockeries, water and trees in the park.
There is a long street in the park, full of lanterns, and under each lantern hangs a small note with a riddle on it.
If you guess correctly, you can take off the note and go to the booth with staff to collect the prize.
Before Song Qiaoxi and the others entered the door, they saw all kinds of dragon lanterns, lion lanterns, pagoda lanterns, crab lanterns, lotus lanterns, etc. hanging on the trees around Guang Park.
Light up the dark night like day.
There was a lot of people outside and inside the park, and many parents brought their children to watch the lanterns and guess lantern riddles.
As soon as you enter the park gate, you will see a large booth, displaying various portable electric lanterns.
These children come to visit the lantern festival, and there is a "reservation program" every year, that is, parents will buy a small lantern each.
The lanterns in the 1990s were not as wide-ranging as those after the millennium. After the millennium, there were Ultraman lanterns, Xiyangyang lanterns, Xiong Daxiong Er lanterns, panda lanterns, airplane lanterns, etc., all of which were loved by the cubs. Cartoon characters, or trendy lanterns close to life.
In 1997, the small electric lanterns sold at the lantern fair were of old style, and they were of the same type every year, with little innovation.
Song Qiaoxi is different. This is the first time she has come to the Lantern Festival. She has never had the opportunity in the orphanage to come to such a beautiful and fun place on the day of the Lantern Festival.
She doesn't pick the styles of lanterns either, she likes all of them and wants to touch them all.
"Xixi, which one do you like this year?"
Dad put her down carefully from his shoulders, and Mom helped her to stand still, standing in front of the booth.
She glanced at the bright spot on the booth, and saw a little rabbit lantern at a glance.
The snow-white little rabbit was lying there, with long ears hanging obediently behind the ears, the little rabbit's eyes were like rubies, the tip of the nose was also red, and the handle of the little rabbit lamp was also bright red.
"I want a bunny!"
With a good finger, the stall owner handed the little rabbit lamp on the stall to Nuo Tuanzi.
Holding a warm bunny lamp in his hand, surrounded by parents and friends, and looking at the sea of lights around, Song Qiaoxi felt extremely happy.
The only regret is that Chu Jin is not around.
"Come on, Wang Junyang, you can pick one too. Look how cute Xixi is holding the little rabbit lantern."
Uncle Wang's playful voice floated above his head.
Song Qiaoxi saw Wang Junyang awkwardly waved his hand, put his arms around Ding Yi's shoulder and stepped back, "Oh, Dad, I don't want lanterns anymore, I've grown up and I don't like this anymore, this is something only kids play with. "
"Dad, I don't want lanterns anymore..." Ding Yi also raised his head, looked at his father, and waved his hand in rejection.
"Come on, one for each person. You little children, you said that you have grown up. No, you must carry lanterns in your hands during the festival."
Father Song came over with three lanterns in his hands, put the pagoda lantern in Wang Junyang's hand, handed Ding Yi a round traditional lantern, and handed the lotus lantern to Ding Miao.
It's alright now, each of the four children has one, and no one wants to be special.
"Hey, look at my brain, remind me when we're done shopping. Let's buy a lantern for Chu Jin to take back."
Dad Song patted his forehead and talked to a few little peas.
"Uncle, Chu Jin won't like this crap, it's really amusing children."
Wang Junyang muttered in a low voice, turned around and pulled Ding Yi to look at the large group of lanterns of the zodiac next to him.
Dad Wang raised his foot and chased after him, shouting while chasing: "Wang Junyang, you arrogant child, there are so many people, please run slowly for me!"
"Ding Yi!" Ding's father also chased after him.
Mama Wang wore a stylish mink, shook her head gracefully, and sighed to Mama Song and Mama Ding, "I really envy your family being a daughter, whoever can be left to our family as a daughter-in-law will do, I really have to find someone to take care of Wang Junyang. , then I will burn high incense..."
After speaking, amid the laughter of the two mothers, Mother Wang followed slowly.
How about your daughter
Mama Song and Mama Wang looked at each other and smiled.
Song Qiaoxi held Ding Miao's hand, and the two little girlfriends walked slowly in the park each with a small lantern, everything was fresh and interesting.
They were followed by Father Song, Mother Song, and Mother Ding. After Nuo Dumpling walked a few steps, they would look back to see if the adults were following.
I still remember the scene where I was almost abducted and sold as a real child bride at the train station last time, so I paid extra attention, and I was afraid that my parents would not be able to see me and would be anxious.
"Miaomiao, have you climbed Mount Tai during the Chinese New Year?"
Parked in front of a rockery, there are many peach lights on the rockery, and monkey lights, Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao have a chat.
The two little girlfriends already have a tacit understanding, and even if they don't speak, it is very comfortable to go shopping holding hands.
Ding Miao said lightly, "No this year, there are too many people in Taishan, but my grandparents took us to Dai Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, and went to the temple fair. Actually...it's not interesting."
"I went back to my grandma's house in Taicheng, and I didn't go to climb Mount Tai. We went to the big fair. My grandma bought a lot of gadgets for me and Chu Jin." Thinking of a funny thing, Nuo Tuanzi laughed. When she came out, she whispered in Ding Miao's ear, "My grandma bought a lot of flowers and put them on my head. She thought that Chu Jin must be a little girl because she was so beautiful, and she almost put flowers on her! You said , is it funny?"
Ding Miao smiled cooperatively, but said calmly, "Hey, whatever you say, you can talk to Chu Jin."
This sentence stopped Song Qiaoxi from asking.
Yes, why, no matter what the topic is, it ends up going around Chu Jin
"Xixi, Miaomiao, there is a dragon and lion dance in front of you, would you like to see it?"
Song's father called them, Song Qiaoxi agreed and took Ding Miao's hand towards the back table.
The dance of dragon and lion is very loud, drums and gongs are beaten, and a few big red, yellow and yellow lions are flying up and down, as if they are really about to fly.
It's just that Song Qiaoxi looked a little absent-minded.
Chu Jin was still in his mind.
Will he be lonely at home alone
Today's dinner was early, and it was finished before 4 o'clock. Now it is past 8 o'clock in the evening. Will he be hungry
In the courtyard, other people's homes are busy with the New Year. If he accidentally sees it, will he feel that his friends have abandoned him
She and Ding Miao squeezed in the front row of the crowd, behind her mother and Ding's mother.
Both mothers put their hands on their shoulders, the mothers were muttering something, and the sound of gongs and drums was so loud that Song Qiaoxi couldn't hear them clearly.
After the dragon and lion dances are over, the next show is juggling. When the "lions" exit the stage, Song Qiaoxi plays with the switch of the bunny lantern.
Once turned on and off, the little white rabbit turned on and off.
Suddenly I heard my mother's voice, "If Jianguo hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that the child is also pitiful. If he doesn't want to come out to play, he shouldn't be forced."
"Yeah, if it wasn't for your partner who told us, I can't remember it. After thinking about it, it was really the fifteenth day of the first lunar month two years ago. This... What can we do after this? That can still be done. It has always been only the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?"
Ding's mother agreed.
Nuo Tuanzi frowned, did not dare to move, and glanced at Ding Miao quietly.
Ding Miao pushed her glasses with her hand, glanced at her, pursed her lips, and said nothing, she reached over and gently pulled her cuff.
Song Qiaoxi quietly watched the jugglers on the stage, moving props such as large tanks, large rocks, long benches, etc. back and forth, and perked up her ears to keenly capture the words of the two mothers.
Mother and Mother Ding were still biting their ears. When the crowd was quieter, she heard her mother sigh, "Hey... It's hard for Xiao Chu, take it slow, don't worry, I really brought it out today, Seeing that everyone else is followed by their parents, I'm afraid it will make him even more sad."
"Old Chu and Xiao Sun are such a good couple. The man who was drunk driving was really punished by thousands of knives. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, he ruined a good home..."
For a moment, Song Qiaoxi seemed to be unable to hear anything, her whole body seemed to be in a vacuum world, her nose was sour and her eyes were swollen and hot.
With the bunny's lantern in his hand, he flipped the switch with a click.
The little white rabbit darkened.
It was like her little heart was gently pinched by an invisible hand.
I was so sore that I couldn't help myself, and I was so distressed that I wanted to fly back to the compound immediately, and I didn't want to stay at the Baotu Spring Lantern Festival for a second.
It turns out that today is the day when Chu Jin's parents go to heaven.
The glutinous dumplings only have one thought now.
want to hug him.