Song Qiaoxi likes all the small animals in nature, and the cute and furry little animal cubs are the cutest.
Similarly, she is also the least likely to see anyone bullying the weak.
Good little chicks, I'm provoking you, and you want to bully them like this
Seeing Jiang Qisheng and the others pinching the chick's wings lightly or not, they swung it back and forth. The chick's chirping sounded up and down, obviously frightened. They were so angry that they wanted to give them a critical blow on the spot.
"Jiang Qisheng, you grab the chick's wings so hard, the chick will hurt!" Rushing to Xiao Pangdun's desk, Song Qiaoxi jumped up and wanted to touch the chick in Jiang Qisheng's hand to save it, shouting loudly, " Put the chick down now!"
"Liuuuuuuu, Song Qiaoxi, I warn you not to meddle in your own business, I bought the chick, I like it," Fat Dun folded the chick's wings a little harder, lifted it up high, and used his companions With a wink, "Let's continue! My bumblebee is about to attack you, the Decepticons take it! biu biu biu..."
Jiang Qisheng's companion picked up the leg of the other chick and smiled, "I will never admit defeat to the Decepticons! Watch me kick you Foshan Shadowless Foot! Hehe!"
"jijijiji..."
The cries of the two chicks became weak.
There are not many students in the class, only a few are small and short people sitting in the front row.
Several of the children were all the children of the courtyard. Seeing Jiang Qisheng's arrogant appearance, most of them lowered their heads and didn't dare to make a sound.
Song Qiaoxi's head hummed with anger, and realized that she was too short, no matter how much she jumped, she couldn't reach the chicks in the hands of the two tall boys.
In the panic, he had to use both hands and feet, climbed onto the long bench beside the desk, so that he could stand a little higher, and once again tried to rescue the chick in the hands of Jiang Qisheng and the little follower.
But Chubby and the little valet seemed to be teasing her on purpose, and found that she was standing on the bench, and began to run back and forth in front of the desk on purpose, not too far, just when she was almost able to reach but couldn't reach. Jumping from place to place.
The long bench was unsteady, and Nuo Tuanzi carefully moved to chase after them, but found that he still couldn't catch up, and jumped on the desk in a hurry.
Now, she felt like she had finally taken the high ground.
Looking at the pergola with his hands, he grasped the positions of Jiang Qisheng and the others, and took a step forward with confidence, feeling that he was about to fly as if he had wings, and stretched out his hand towards the little boy who screamed "jiji". Chicken jumps over.
Without thinking that one foot was empty, the desk lost its balance and slanted to one side.
It's over, it's so embarrassing...
I closed my eyes, thinking that I would definitely fall on the horse this time.
Her whole body fell forward, and her ears were full of loud banging noises from tables and chairs.
The time when she fell off the table was so short that she closed her eyes nervously, but didn't feel any pain
How is this going
Did he really grow wings? !
After imagining the glutinous dumplings that she was flying, she realized that there was a hand on the back of her head, and her whole body fell into a soft, familiar smell... person? object? thing? above... ...
Opening his eyes suddenly, he saw Chu Jinzang's blue T-shirt in front of him, and Song Qiaoxi found that he was lying in his arms like a koala.
He quickly got up in a hurry, and seemed to be pressing Chu Jin's stomach in the panic, and the boy gasped on the spot.
After she got up, she didn't forget to reach out and try to pull Chu Jin up from the ground.
Chu Jin frowned and shook his head, grabbed the desk beside him with one hand, supported his body and stood up neatly.
The desks and chairs fell two rows, Jiang Qisheng stared at Song Qiaoxi in a stunned manner... Chu Jin, who was beside him, lowered his hand tightly clutching the chicken's wings.
More than a year ago, he clearly remembered the over-the-shoulder fall in the courtyard. On the first day of school, he didn't get any money for "doing things". Instead, Chu Jin pressed his head and apologized to Song Qiaoxi.
Xiaopangdun knew that Chu Jin was not easy to mess with, and that he was a tough stubble.
Dad often said to him that the barefooted are not afraid of wearing shoes, the ruthless are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal is afraid of being stupefied, and the dumbfounded is afraid of dying.
If you encounter a child like Chu Jin, whose parents are both dead, one person feeds the whole family and is not hungry, hide away if you can...
"I, I didn't push it, she wanted to climb up to chase us..." Little Fatty mumbled and defended, rubbing behind his valet, trying to hide behind the lanky little valet, however, How can a huge body hide from it
"Besides, the chick is mine, she has to meddle in her own business..."
Jiang Qisheng added another sentence.
Song Qiaoxi took the opportunity to grab the chick from the hands of the two boys, carefully placed it on the desk next to it, and patted the chick's head distressedly.
The two chicks were shivering and huddled together, their calls were weak, and one leg was obviously lame.
Seeing her eyes are wet, the chick hurts so much...
"Jiang Qisheng, you can't pull the chick's wings so hard, and you, the chick's legs are going to break, so pulling so hard will break the legs! Don't think about it, if you use an excavator to hoist your arms and legs In mid-air, tossing around like a toy, will it hurt?"
Protecting the two chicks with his body, Nuo Tuanzi was a little excited, and his voice was so loud that he could hear it clearly in the corridor outside the classroom.
"Cough, what's going on? What's the mess like? You're the most messy class in the fifth class along the way. It's really the worst class of students I've brought in organization and discipline!"
The math teacher, Mr. Li, walked into the classroom with a large yellow triangle and a stack of homework books. "Pa Da" threw his things on the podium, his face wrinkled like a bitter gourd.
The first class in the afternoon is Mr. Li's math class. Today, the head teacher, Mr. Feng, has taken marriage leave. Mr. Li is the acting head teacher of the fifth class of the second grade this week.
"What's the matter with you guys? Hey, why did you bring the chickens to the school, when the school is a rural compound, tell me honestly, whose chickens are you?"
Mr. Li walked down from the podium with his hands behind his back, pushed the glasses that looked like thick wine bottle caps, and asked with a stern face.
Song Qiaoxi let go of the hand protecting the chick and stood aside in silence.
After all, the chicks are not hers.
"Mr. Li, it's mine..."
Jiang Qisheng said sullenly with a hole in his head.
"Then what's the matter with you, Song Qiaoxi?"
Before Song Qiaoxi could speak, Little Fatty learned to answer quickly, "Teacher, she destroyed the desks and chairs in the classroom. Just now Song Qiaoxi jumped onto the desk and knocked the desks and chairs down."
"You bullshit, it's obviously you who abused the chickens..."
She just opened her mouth and didn't say a word, a figure stood in front of her.
"It was I who found out that Jiang Qisheng and the others were abusing small animals and wanted to stop them, accidentally knocking down the table and chair," Chu Jin said calmly, neither humble nor arrogant, "Mr. Li, take a look, the chicken's legs are broken, and the wings are also broken. It's crooked, the chick belongs to Jiang Qisheng, but this does not mean that Jiang Qisheng can trample on life..."
Staring at Chu Jin's straight back with wide eyes, Song Qiaoxi thought that she had heard it wrong, but it took a while to understand that he was taking the blame on himself.
No, you can't let Chu Jin take the blame!
But then, Song Qiaoxi found that she had been deprived of even the chance to speak.
For a time, Mr. Li's bitter melon face seemed to be extremely worried. He seemed too lazy to listen to their explanations, and simply waved his hand, "You guys, come back to the office with me, Jiang Qisheng, take your chicken with you! You are also the monitor. Oh, so I don’t know how to lead by example? And you, Song Qiaoxi, the art committee member is also a class cadre, Jiang Qisheng is making fun of you, what are you mixing with him?”
After speaking, he walked to the door of the classroom without looking back, and shouted again with his hands behind his back, "The math class representative will send the homework, please correct the wrong questions first! You guys can't come here soon..."
Song Qiaoxi scratched her head in self-confessed misfortune. Teacher Li's face would be dark if she didn't lose her temper.
He trotted all the way to keep up, and behind him was Chu Jin's steady footsteps, and Jiang Qisheng and the others pushed me, and complained about each other.
Following behind Mr. Li, she suddenly heard Mr. Li muttering to himself, her hands and feet became cold on the spot, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
"Xiao Feng is still too young, and he usually pampers the students of Class 5 too much. Let's see how they are used to, and have no organizational discipline at all. These naughty bastards, if I don't look back, I will invite their parents! "
Parents please? !
But don't ask your parents...
Dad's unit is going to choose a house today!
If parents are invited, Dad will not be able to choose a good house! ! !
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In the teacher's office of the second grade teacher of the primary school attached to the normal school, there are four small bean sprouts standing in front of Teacher Li's desk.
Xiao Pangdun carried two chickens that kept calling "jijijiji" in his hands. He suddenly cried and shouted in horror, "Ah! Teacher, Teacher Li, help! The chickens are shitting. Now, take my hand!"
The little boy next to Jiang Qisheng pinched his nose in disgust, wishing he could jump two miles away.
Song Qiaoxi, who was very worried, was still worried about asking her parents, but when she saw this scene, she couldn't help it.
Secretly sticking out his tongue to Jiang Qisheng, a little bit, got retribution
Deserved!
Mr. Li frowned, found a cardboard box, asked Jiang Qisheng to put the chicken in it, and told him to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.
He unscrewed the teacup, the lines on his forehead wrinkled in rows, blew on the steaming cup, and asked loudly, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"it's me... ... "
As soon as Song Qiaoxi opened her mouth, her voice was immediately suppressed by Chu Jin.
Chu Jinxian opened her mouth, except for what Song Qiaoxi had done was replaced by herself, the other things were explained in full.
The little follower on the side was anxiously scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, and kept defending with Teacher Li, and when Jiang Qisheng came back, he also began to puff out his cheeks and quibble.
The two sides insisted on their own words, and the contention was inexorable.
Teacher Li, a math teacher, has been a teacher in the elementary school attached to the normal school for more than 20 years. He is nearly fifty years old. Unlike the young and innocent Teacher Feng, he is much more shrewd.
He understands the root cause of the children's trouble in the class best, because of the intricate parental relationship of the children in the class.
After listening to the children, Mr. Li lowered his head and took a sip of tea, feeling like a mirror in his heart. Of course, he knew that Jiang Qisheng and his accomplices had caused trouble. The remaining two children probably went to see Yiyong to save the animals.
But in the classroom just now, his attitude was very clear, and he had already criticized Jiang Qisheng a few times in advance.
After all, Jiang Qisheng is the son of Vice President Jiang's family, and Vice President Jiang also helped his son-in-law arrange the work of the newspaper distribution station, which must not be offended.
Let's look at Song Qiaoxi again, the little girl's father is the deputy editor. The position is not high, is it medium
But her father, Song Jianguo, is young and capable. He is very popular with the current president of the newspaper. If he has the potential for promotion in the future, he can't be offended. What if he can use it in the future
Chu Jin, who is an orphan, doesn't have to worry about it.
To sum up, it is better to turn this matter into a big thing and a small thing. I deliberately said that I would invite parents just now, but I just wanted to scare these lawless cubs first.
"Cough cough."
Mr. Li put down the teacup and cleared his throat.
Song Qiaoxi's heart trembled after hearing this, and her palms were all sweaty.
It's over, don't you really want to invite your parents
Hanging his little head, he waited for the final "judgment".
But what I heard was the news of "acquittal", "Song Qiaoxi, I have nothing to do with you here, you can go back."
"Ah?" She was stunned, raised her head and stared at Teacher Li in confusion, and hurriedly explained, "No, teacher, I knocked down the table, not Chu Jin."
"Okay, just go back if you want to go back, don't talk too much, do you really want to invite your parents? If you don't leave, I'll call your father's editorial department!"
Teacher Li waved her hand impatiently, signaling her to hurry up.
"Mr. Li, it's really not Chu Jin..."
She raised her eyes to look at Chu Jin, the boy shook his head gently at her, his thin lips moved, signaling her to hurry up.
"And the three of you. The teacher thinks that you are the first offender, so I won't invite the parents this time. Tomorrow, each of you will hand me a copy of the "School Rules." Looking at the wall clock hanging on the wall, "Class is about to start, go back to class, Jiang Qisheng came to the office to pick up your chicken after school, you said you were so big, bullied the chicken, you... alas, The young man doesn't talk about martial arts, what do you think is good for you?"
"Come on, don't stick here."
With the "decree", Song Qiaoxi pulled her sleeves out and walked out of the classroom office in a muffled voice.
Jiang Qisheng and the little follower, the two boys let go of their daughters and ran to the classroom, for fear that Teacher Li would regret it and take them back to the office.
On the way back to the classroom, Nuo Tuanzi really had mixed feelings.
Fortunately, the parents were not invited in the end, otherwise the hopes of the parents would have been dashed, but this incident made Chu Jin take the blame and felt very sorry.
Why is Teacher Li so hard-hearted, and she just doesn't listen to her explanation!
The little girl angrily patted her forehead with her little meat hand, tilted her head and said to Chu Jin, "I'll copy the "School Rules". It was originally my fault, and I'm also a drag on you..."
"Hey, your words, even if I copy them, I dare to hand them in?"
The boy smiled, without the slightest expression of being saddened by being disciplined, instead there was a smile in his beautiful eyes.
"Oh... That's right, then I owe you a big favor, but what should I do?" He lowered his head in frustration, staring at the tip of his shoe, Nuo Tuanzi pouted, and suddenly a flash of light appeared With a slap on the forehead, "Right! I'll go back and write you an IOU, keep it, and let me help you with anything you need me to do in the future."
"Guaranteed to be valid for 100 years, no, valid for a lifetime, if I cheat, I will be a puppy!"
He patted his little chest, raised his little face and looked eagerly into the boy's eyes.
"Anything is fine?"
Chu Jin blinked, a smile on his lips.
"It's you, of course."
"it is good."
The tall, thin boy nodded slightly.
The light coming in at the end of the hallway seemed to make every grain of dust suspended in the air clearly visible.
Chu Jin looked at the glutinous dumplings that were bouncing around like little sparrows. The soft afternoon sunlight seemed to add a furry edge to her whole body, and it looked more like a glutinous and soft dumpling.
"Then what are you thinking about now? I can help you on duty, clean the blackboard, and carry your schoolbag for you... "
Song Qiaoxi was still chattering in his ear, the little girl couldn't keep her anger down, and she wished he could think of something to do right away to feel at ease.
But in Chu Jin's heart, she really didn't expect anything she could do for herself.
And there are really thousands of things I want to do for her...
Even if the little girl wants the stars in the sky, do you want to help her pick them off
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Coming home from school, Song Qiaoxi used the key hanging on her chest to open the anti-theft mesh and iron door. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a fragrant smell.
Well, little nose sniff...
Lotus root pork ribs soup!
It's not yet five o'clock in the afternoon. Mom came back so early today
"Xixi is back!" After the crackling sound of the kitchen bead curtain, mother walked over lightly, smiled softly and sweetly, wiped her hands with her apron and asked, "What's the matter? Call him back for dinner early today, and mother will buy it. I ordered pork rib soup made with powdered lotus root, and sweet and sour pork loin at night. By the way, Uncle Wang sent you 'Minghu lotus root', fried lotus root for you, and Dad bought lotus-flavored duck and jujube steamed buns on the way back."
"Wow, so rich, is it a holiday today?"
Song Qiaoxi took off her schoolbag and put it on the sofa. Seeing the peeled honey pomelo on the dining table in the living room, she reached out and stuffed a piece of it into her mouth.
In an instant, his forehead was flicked by his mother, "Tsk, wash your hands, how many times have you said, wash your hands first when you go home. Touch this and that many viruses and bacteria at school, and no one will care about you even if you're not there."
"Follow your orders!" She saluted obediently, her mouth filled with sweet, sour, juicy, grainy pomelo meat, and she ran to the bathroom to wash her hands in satisfaction.
In the bathroom, I heard my mother say in a mysterious tone: "When Dad comes back at night, there is good news for you today."
"Okay!" She replied loudly to her mother, and Nuo Tuanzi had already guessed the answer in her heart.
The heart is like pouring a big glass of sweet soda, and the boiling heart is full of sweet little bubbles.
Mom is in such a good mood, so she must have chosen a house with Xinyi
He recited the seven-step hand-washing song, "Two good friends, hold your hands in your hands, you carry me, I carry you...", and wash your hands meticulously according to the steps.
She raised her head and blinked at herself in the mirror, twitched her ponytails, and grinned silly.
Hey, mom is happy, she's so happy too!
After washing his hands, the glutinous dumpling grabbed two more pomelo and stuffed it into his stomach, clapped his hands and wrote his homework first.
At 5:45, I went to ask Chu Jin to come to the house for dinner, and when they came back from a stroll, my father also went home from get off work.
Dad Song winked at her mysteriously, with his hands behind his back, "Guess what Dad bought today?"
Song Qiaoxi was like a little mouse who smelled cheese, her little nose twitched, greedily breathing in the smell of the air, licking her lips and extending her index finger in front of her, "Lotus duck, scallion pancakes, jujube steamed buns, um. ... Braised chicken gizzards and tiger skin chicken feet?"
"Mom, it's amazing, I guessed it all right!" Dad exclaimed "tsk tsk", turned his head and shouted to his mother who was busy in the kitchen, "Daughter-in-law, maybe our daughter-in-law can find a job where she can eat by her nose in the future?"
Then I heard my mother laugh out of breath in the kitchen, "Eating by your nose, what kind of work is that? Police dog... "
"Dad hates!!!"
Father Song was attacked by his daughter's little pink fist on his waist and stomach.
He hid and laughed and continued to tease her, "Hey, no, ah ha ha ha ha ha, girl, let's be reasonable, no, it's your mother who said you were a police dog, why are you still competing with your father? "
"It doesn't matter, it's the stinky dad who said it first... hum!"
Song Qiaoxi loves face the most, a 7-year-old girl, is it okay to be called a puppy in front of a good-looking little brother
He turned his back angrily, crossed his chest with his hands, and turned his butt towards Dad.
Song Jianguo hurriedly put the big doodle and the small tidbit in his hand on the dining table, put his daughter in his arms, and kissed her little fleshy cheek with a full beard, "Okay, alright, daddy is wrong, daddy is a stinky daddy, Come on, smack Dad in the mouth."
The itchy little Nuo Tuan couldn't help laughing, shaking his head and dodging, while blocking the "attack" of his father's beard.
"Song Jianguo, come to the kitchen and peel the garlic for me!"
"Come on."
After finally letting go of his niece, Father Song brought a pile of food from the dining table into the kitchen.
At this point, the TV station is showing "Animation City", and the meal will start soon. She doesn't have the heart to do her homework, so she just turns on the TV and moves the small bench to watch cartoons.
The most recent broadcast is "Little Confused God". Song Qiaoxi likes to watch it, and has fantasized about it. Is there a three-and-a-half-year-old little confused god living in his pencil sharpener
A familiar singing voice came from the TV, "Gold is confused, silver is silver, it's not as good as our family's old, old-fashioned..."
Song Qiaoxi turned her head and glanced at Chu Jin, who was sitting quietly on the sofa and flipping through the book, smiled contentedly, and hummed softly to the theme song of the cartoon.
On the table today, the golden fried lotus root was served first.
Qizhou is rich in a kind of white lotus root, called "Minghu lotus root", which is different from ordinary lotus root.
Dad said that when he was a child, in the 1970s in Qizhou, there were always street vendors who carried the burden and sold "Minghu lotus root" on the street, and the way of eating was very interesting.
Whoever wants to buy it, the vendor who sells lotus root will wrap a freshly washed lotus root in a whole lotus leaf, and then it's time to "witness the miracle"!
I saw that the vendor wanted luck and made merit. He slapped the lotus leaf bag with his hand and said, "Crack", the lotus root will be broken into small pieces, sprinkled with sugar, and then stuttered. In fact, it is sweet enough without sugar.
Every time Dad described the smell, the glutinous dumplings dragged their cheeks and drooled.
Dad always likes to tease her on purpose, knowing that she is greedy, he will describe it vividly every time, "Aiya, my daughter, Dad told you, this lotus root in Qizhou City is obviously a vegetable, but it is sweeter than Dabai. Pears and red Fuji apples are more delicious, with the fragrance of lotus leaves, a small piece of cool and zesty mouth, hey, not to mention more energetic!"
The lotus root on the dinner table is made of "Minghu lotus root".
Song's mother is absolutely amazing at making this kind of fried food.
The coupled meat filling is made of lean meat mixed with a little fat, and the same batter is used as the sweet and sour pork loin. It is fermented and fried, and the crust is crispy and crispy, not greasy, and does not collapse when cold. .
As soon as the lotus was served on the table, Song Qiaoxi couldn't wait to grab one with her hand, blowing carefully, trying to take a bite...
Wow, mom!
It was so delicious!
The outer skin is crispy, and the lotus root slices inside are crispy with a glutinous texture. Take another bite. When you eat the fragrant and juicy meat filling and the sweet lotus root slices, the feeling is amazing!
One can't wait to imitate the little mouse on the prairie and sigh, "This is great, my old buddy!"
It made Song Qiaoxi burst into tears on the spot. She was hungry all afternoon, and was "scared" by her parents at school...
The glutinous dumplings jumped high, "Mom! It's really delicious, if only I could eat lotus root every day."
Mom's silver bell-like laughter came from the kitchen, "If Mom made it for you every day, I'd be tired of it."
Chu Jin, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, raised his head and glanced at her, silently shaking his head and smiling.
"What are you laughing at..." Song Qiaoxi thought he was questioning his own taste, and two little meat hands grabbed the couple that had taken two bites and rushed to his side, and the couple in their hands was lightning fast. Covering his ears and stealing the bell, he shoved it to Chu Jin's mouth, "You'll know if you taste it. If you can't eat it in the future, you're sure to cry!"
Chu Jin's lips touched a warm, soft and fragrant... lotus, and shrank behind the sofa with a shocked expression.
The glutinous dumplings were reluctant, and the lotus in his hand also retreated a little.
The couple bitten by the little girl was like a full moon with missing corners, and the gap was just perfectly stuck on his lips.
The boy's beautiful peach eyes are usually closed and closed lazily, and they look huge without effort.
At this time, Chu Jin's eyes widened for the first time.
Song Qiaoxi found that he looked like he had seen a ghost, his head tilted, thinking that he didn't believe him, and hurriedly said, "You try it, it's really delicious!"
There was no retreat behind Chu Jin, and the whole person was suppressed on the back of the sofa.
He pursed his lips and frowned.
no... ...
This coupling, did you just bite it
And, you're still facing me with the face you bitten...
Immediately afterwards, his cheeks were so hot that he wished he could fry an egg.
Chu Jin desperately shook his head and pursed his lips in resistance.
No, it can't be!
This, this is equivalent to...
It is equivalent to an indirect kiss!