Seeing Chu Jin's "would rather die than yield" look, Song Qiaoxi blinked and took the couple away from his mouth.
He touched his other hand, pursed his lips again, and said to himself, "Is it too hot? It's not hot..."
Oops, I really don’t know good people, so you don’t want to eat such delicious food
She made an "Ouch" and took another bite at the gap.
Now less than half of the coupling is left, the full moon has turned into a crooked moon.
"Do you really not eat?"
Shaking the remaining sip in front of Chu Jin's eyes, Nuo Tuanzi watched Chu Jin hurriedly wave his hand and make a "no, no, no" gesture.
The whole person huddled in the corner of the sofa, looking at her with a bit of horror.
Song Qiaoxi, who is pure in heart and has no distracting thoughts, has no concept of "indirect kissing".
Just like the last time in the boiler room, she grabbed Chu Jin's cup and drank water as a matter of course. She didn't even think about it in that direction. Naturally, she didn't understand what Chu Jin was resisting.
Seeing that she "let go" of herself, Chu Jin took a breath.
He wiped his oily lips with the back of his hand and tried to control his slightly trembling voice, "You can't give others the food you've bitten in the future."
"Are you someone else?"
Song Qiaoxi asked subconsciously.
Thinking about this year's Chinese New Year, when he asked himself to accept a red envelope of 150 yuan, he still felt quite unhappy that he regarded him as "another".
She shrugged, imitating Ding Miao and sighed.
Alas...it's hard to guess what a boy is thinking.
With the mentality of "If you don't eat it, you'll be cheap on me", Song Qiaoxi shoved the rest of the couple into her mouth, patted the little oily hand, and made a face at Chu Jin.
"I... ... "
Chu Jin suffered a dull loss, and sullenly sullen on the sofa alone with lowered eyebrows.
Of course he is no one else!
However, how old are they, they can't be kissed even indirectly...
Dad Song came out of the kitchen, put the sliced lotus-flavored duck on the table, and asked the two of them casually, "Dinner is about to start, have you washed your hands?"
"Wash, wash, wash!"
In a blink of an eye, Xiao Nuo Tuan didn't remember the argument just now, and went to the kitchen to help with the dishes behind his father's ass, and ate it by the way...
Huh, this is a table full of dishes, just like Chinese New Year.
The jujube flower buns that have just been heated in the steamer look like several beautiful roses, steaming hot, and the white and plump skin looks extra fluffy and soft.
Not to mention the sweet and sour pork loin, the golden crispy shell is wrapped in an orange-red sauce, and just smelling the sweet and sour taste makes people drool.
A plate full of round golden lotions, stacked neatly, layer by layer like a stack of Arhats, even if you open your stomach, you can eat it.
The sauce-colored lotus-flavored duck is a cold dish, with a bright brown-red appearance. The duck skin is brushed with a layer of honey. The fragrance of lotus leaves is mixed with the sweet and delicious sauce of duck meat. All very exciting.
The last thing on the table was a plate of fried snow peas and boiled lotus root pork rib soup. The crispy and tender peas were green and gratifying, and there was a strong garlic aroma, but there was not a single garlic.
The Song family's stir-fried dishes never have onions, ginger, and garlic that are visible to the naked eye.
Because Song Qiaoxi had accidentally bited garlic and scallions before, she frowned and spat out on the spot.
From then on, Mama Song always sauteed the vegetables first, then picked out the onion, ginger and garlic separately, and used the fragrant base oil to stir-fry the vegetables.
Song Jianguo can be said to be in a good mood today at every happy event. His title is a senior reporter, a mid-level title, and he is about to be rated as a deputy. This time, the ranking of the house in the editorial department is high, only below the editor-in-chief.
Just when it was his turn in the afternoon, don't say it, my heart was really a little ups and downs, drumming, and my eyelids were always twitching, vaguely, always feeling like something was going to happen
Fortunately, everything went smoothly in the end, and I got the apartment on the fifth floor of Unit 1 of Building No. 5, which is also Qiao Qin's ideal apartment.
Today, the specifications have come up. Instead of opening the Confucian house wine, he opened a bottle of Jiannanchun from the Lao Wang brothers.
In front of the two cubs and Qiao Qin are Wangzai Milk and Jianlibao.
Song Qiaoxi secretly took a sip first. She has recently been crazy obsessed with Wangzai milk and Wangzai bubble fruit milk. It's sweet and fragrant, so delicious.
He watched Dad pour a small cup of white wine in the wine cup in front of him, screwed on the red lid, and invited the whole family to toast together, "Come, I have good news to announce today."
Comrade Song Jianguo winked at his daughter as if he was deliberately betraying him, "Guess what?"
Hey, if this dish hasn't been served yet, Nuo Tuanzi can still accompany her "player" father to perform.
But the key point is that it is a "crime" to watch such a table of good dishes get cold, and it is unbearable!
The little dumpling quickly raised the red can of Wangzai's milk, gently touched it with his father's small wine glass, grabbed Chu Jin's milk can, and touched his mother's Jianlibao, and said coquettishly, "Dad, don't sell it. Well, hurry up, hurry up, people can't wait..."
Can't wait to eat
"Well, the good news is that we will be able to get the keys to our new home in March next year. The house is twice the size of the current one, with a three-bedroom 110-square-meter!"
Comrade Jianguo drank the wine in the wine cup with a "Zi" sound, and was in high spirits.
Song's mother also drank half a bottle of Jianlibao excitedly. With that posture, her face flushed red after drinking it. Those who didn't know it thought she was the one who just drank a cup of baijiu.
Just because Dad finished clinking glasses, he habitually said, "I've done it, you can do whatever you want."
Mom and Dad looked at each other, and at first glance they had discussed it in advance.
Comrade Jianguo turned his head and looked at Chu Jin with a smile, and asked him cautiously: "Xiao Chujin, when the new house is renovated next year, would you like to live in the house? Look, how troublesome it is to run every day. Isn't it? It's so cold in winter, and the ground is still frozen. In summer, Qizhou is like a stove, three times a day! Look, uncle, when you run over, you're hungry again after running back. You haven't grown much meat for more than a year. It's still so thin. This time we can live in our house. It would be nice for you and Xixi to share three rooms. "
Just as Song Qiaoxi grabbed the chopsticks and started eating, a duck wing almost fell into the soup bowl before it entered her mouth.
However, she quickly entered a state of listening to gossip calmly, her small ears opened, and she inadvertently glanced at Chu Chu to see his expression while biting on the duck's wings.
With a calm face, Chu Jin put down the milk can that had just finished clinking, and said politely, "Thank you, uncle, thank you, auntie. I'm used to living in the boiler room, so I won't bother you anymore."
Well, I knew he would not agree, Nuo Tuanzi had already guessed it.
Retracting her little ears, "吧吭哧" used the freshly changed front teeth to gnaw on the duck wings with a sweet sauce-flavored honey on the skin, and by the way, took a bite of the sweet jujube steamed buns.
During the more than a year of getting along with Chu Jin, he has almost understood his stubborn little temper, but if he made up his mind to stick to it, ten cows can't pull it back.
On the other hand, my father, who was worried about his life, wanted to fight for it again, but was interrupted by his mother, "Okay, let's talk about it later, don't rush the child, let's eat."
"Yes, yes, do your best to eat first, when the uncle didn't say anything, the child thinks slowly, don't worry, it's still a long time..."
Song Jianguo was told by his daughter-in-law, and immediately felt that he should not let the child make a decision so quickly. He used chopsticks to pick up one lotus-flavored duck leg and put it in Chu Jin's small plate, and put the other duck leg to his daughter.
By the end of this dinner, Dad Song was a little drunk.
Jianguo drank a little more wine, and he talked a lot. He took his daughter's little hand and "remembered bittersweetness", and was stunned when he heard the sweet and sour pork loin and his mouth full of sauce.
"Xixi, you are born in a good era now, and you will be the pillar of building the country in the future. You must study hard, you know? Practice your words like dog crawling... "
Xixi cub was stunned: billion points were offended...
"Xixi, Dad will definitely work harder in the future. He will comment on the title of deputy senior and save more dowry and education funds for you. Dad will be able to write another 10,000-word column tonight... "
Xixizai shook her head and rested her forehead: emmmmm, Dad would rather be like this, let's wash up and sleep earlier...
"Xixi, my father is so happy. Our family has been assigned a new house. Dad has worked hard for so many years to finally give the family a better life. My daughter-in-law is becoming more and more sensible. Daughter-in-law, you Talk about our daughter, why are you so good!"
The little meat's hand was a little sore from his father's grip, Song Qiaoxi looked at his mother for help.
This, is my father really a little too happy today
Qiao Qin came over and patted Song Jianguo's hand.
He was stunned for a moment, and immediately let go of Xiao Nuo Tuan's hand, smiled at himself, and swayed to get up to clean up the tableware.
Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin helped parents put the chairs back, wiped the table, and Chu Jin returned to the boiler room with the kitchen waste.
Nuo Tuanzi finished her homework conscientiously in front of her desk, spread out her diary, and recorded the "thrilling" moment she was almost invited by her parents at school today.
Closing the book, he breathed a sigh of relief.
During dinner, I heard from my mother that she was very busy this afternoon, and the classes were so full that she didn't stay in the office for long.
She was nervous at the time. Fortunately, Teacher Li didn't call her mother. If she couldn't answer the call, she would call her father's editorial department.
If Dad came to school, he would miss out on picking a house...
and many more
She reopened the diary and revisited the events of the afternoon with the pencil in her mouth.
Comparing the old memory with the plot in the original book, Song Qiaoxi frowned.
Um, so weird
Combined with what happened before, from the moment when Chu Jin called the police to save her at the train station, although the plot went through hundreds of turns, it finally changed...
But it seems that every time she wants to change the original trajectory of things, there will be an invisible hand, or a mysterious force, trying to pull the plot back again.
Is it really
His brows were furrowed, and he thought and thought in distress, but felt that there was no way to verify it.
Yawned and closed the diary again.
Song Qiaoxi let herself fall heavily on the cot and closed her eyes.
If it is what I think, in the future, every hurdle of my parents in the original plot, even if the development direction has completely changed in the past, will something similar happen to them
That's not good wow, if this is the case, won't your efforts be in vain
Their family, in the end, had to end up as unfortunate cannon fodder...
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at the ceiling.
Xiao Nuo Tuan clenched her fists tightly, and whispered with firm conviction, "I will be able to protect this family, believe in myself, I can definitely do it! Mom and Dad's good days, I will protect them, and no one can hurt them!"
She is the successor of socialism in the new era, and she is upright!
Do not believe but want to make bad luck
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1998 arrived as scheduled. After the spring, Song Qiaoxi entered the second half of the second grade.
Lunch is usually eaten at home by her, Chu Jin, and her mother.
The Song family's lunch has always been relatively simple, and my mother has no time to cook complicated dishes, so she usually buys ready-made dishes or packs them from the cafeteria.
On the table today are freshly roasted beef biscuits, cold cauliflower, cucumber mixed with vinegar, braised chicken nuggets and millet porridge.
But starting from next week, she and Chu Jin will not go home for lunch and lunch.
The new house in the newspaper compound was built in early March 1998, and the key will be available next week. My mother is busy looking for a decoration team and running decoration materials.
I really didn't have time to cook for the two of them at noon, so I signed up for the "Red Flag Small Dining Table" next to the elementary school attached to the normal school.
The "Red Flag Small Dining Table" was opened by a retired teacher from the attached primary school. It is located in the family's courtyard of the Normal University, and it takes less than ten minutes to walk from the school.
It saves the time of taking the bus back and forth, and can rest for a while.
Song Qiaoxi has no objection, she is a safe cub with full marks for her ability to adapt to the environment.
Chu Jin wanted to save Song's mother's expenses, so he could go to the cafeteria of the newspaper office to eat.
Just looking at Song Qiaoxi and puppy puppy looking at him with pitiful eyes, for a moment he relented and agreed to accompany her to the small dining table.
After lunch, Song Qiaoxi didn't have a lunch break, and dragged Chu Jin to knock on the door of sister Qiu Meng's house on the fourth floor.
The photos that my sister helped her wash last week agreed to take them home at noon today.
Chu Jin was a little cautious and did not follow Xiao Nuo Tuan into Xia Qiumeng's room, took off his schoolbag and sat in the living room reading a book.
Like Qiu Meng's little tail, Song Qiaoxi followed her sister into the room with ease.
This is not the first time to come to Qiu Meng's sister's house, but she likes her sister's room, it's very cool.
A large world map is posted on the wall, along with pictures of places of interest around the world, some cropped from magazines.
Maybe little girls of this age especially like to play with older children and feel that they know a lot, perhaps reflecting the desire to grow up in their hearts
Every time she came, Song Qiaoxi always took the trouble to pull sister Qiu Meng, wanting her to talk more about what the outside world was like
Today, my sister told her a little funny story, which I saw in "The World is Wonderful" of "Zhengda Variety Show". I just didn't watch the glutinous dumplings in that episode. I watched and listened to my sister while holding a stack of photos.
"Really? Loch Ness really has a water monster, and the shop next to it still sells Loch Ness monster dolls?"
She was so fascinated by it that she stopped flipping through the photos. The mysterious legend of the water monster was completely attractive to the cubs.
"Yes, a water monster doll is quite expensive. It costs twenty pounds, which is equivalent to more than two hundred dollars for a rag doll," Qiu Meng said in a gentle and quiet voice, her long soft hair tied into a princess head, hanging down on her shoulders. , she coughed twice and covered her chest, her cheeks flushed, "cough, my dream in the future is to travel around the world."
"Around the world!"
Song Qiaoxi widened her eyes and exclaimed, this was the first time she had a concept of the word "dream".
"Yeah, take a camera and go all over... ahem, go to every corner of the world..." Qiu Meng panted a little, Nuo Tuanzi wanted to go up to help her pat her back, she No need to wave his hand, "Old problem, it's alright, what is Xixi's dream?"
"my dream?"
Being asked by Sister Qiu Meng suddenly, Xiao Nuo Tuan was really a bit stunned.
What is your dream
When she was still in the orphanage, she never thought about this issue. She only thought about how to grow up quickly and leave the orphanage to have her own life.
When she came here, she accepted the original owner's entrustment, and it seemed that guarding the house and Chu Jin had become her goal.
But ask yourself, what do you want to be when you grow up, what do you want to do, what are your dreams
Seems like I haven't thought about it...
What if you want to now
Hmm... Frowning, Song Qiaoxi fell into a state of contemplation.
After thinking about it, the only "dream" that touched her heart and was full of expectations and desires suddenly became difficult to explain.
His face was hot, and he squeezed the paper bag containing the photos in his hands uncomfortably, twisting it shyly.
"What are you shy about with my sister?"
Qiu Meng smiled and sat beside her, poking Song Qiaoxi's fleshy cheeks.
"Oops, it's not..."
She didn't know what to say, she wasn't a squeamish cub, but the harsh word "students" was a serious incident in the world of elementary school chickens.
That's right, Song Qiaoxi found out that she fell in love with Sister Qiu Meng's dream.
She also wants to travel the world, and she wants to travel the world with a camera!
"Sister, I didn't have a dream before, I just thought about it, I think, I also want to have a dream of traveling the world, or like you, go around the world with a camera..."
The little girl's crunchy and sweet voice was grandmother's, hesitating to say what was on her mind, making an expression of wanting to "top the pot" and escape
"Pfft, silly Xixi, what's this?" Sister Qiu Meng stopped her by the shoulder, laughed twice, coughed again, and said while coughing, "Cough... Who said dreams are unique, 'around the world' I can have this dream, and you can have it too, I officially give this dream to you today, and we Xixi can have this lovely dream openly."
"Come on, let's pull the hook," Qiu Meng stretched out her little finger and hooked the short little finger of the glutinous dumpling, "The hook will not change for a hundred years, and Xixi must fulfill her dream of 'travelling the world' with a camera. , who has changed who is a puppy!"
"Wow, I also have a dream cub!"
Qiu Meng's door was not closed. At noon, there were no adults in her house except the three children.
The voice of the gentle lady and the voice of the milky little glutinous ball spread from the room to the living room, and Chu Jin could hear it clearly.
He put down "Red and Black" in his hand, glanced at the girl's room, frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking himself a question in his heart, "What is your dream?"
Biting his lip, he shook his head.
Heh, he's a man without dreams...
Suddenly, footsteps sounded.
A familiar smell of milk was approaching, Song Qiaoxi tied her double ponytail, and her fluffy little curly head came over.
Xiao Nuo Tuan tilted her head, the length of her ponytail had already exceeded her shoulders, she swayed behind her, leaned close and asked him, "Chu Jin, I have a dream! My dream is to travel around when I grow up. The world, take pictures of the world with a camera, and record the best scenery and people."
"You are so lucky!"
She then said another sentence, and the little meat hand patted his shoulder.
Chu Jin frowned and looked at her suspiciously.
No, you're saying, I, am I blessed
"Of course you are lucky, because you are my major shareholder. I must have become a very powerful photographer at that time. The photos I took can be sold for a lot of money. Sister Qiu Meng said that it can be auctioned. What!" Song Qiaoxi's eyes seemed to have stars shining, and the expression "everything in a dream" hung on her whole face, and she almost drooled, "Don't worry, I will keep my promise, don't worry about me in the future. No matter how much money you make, you will be divided in half."
Chu Jin held back his laughter and pinched the bridge of his nose.
uh, really, thank you...
A pair of warm hands grabbed his wrist, Xiao Nuo Tuan put away the "dream" expression, and asked solemnly: "What dream do you have? I shared my dream with you. To be fair, you should also Share yours with me."
"..."
What are you afraid of, what are you coming for, this time, Chu Jin has really been asked down.
Song Qiaoxi waited patiently for him for a long time, until the hand holding Chu Jin's wrist sweated slightly, feeling a little hot flashes, and had no intention of letting go.
"Can't you really think of it?"
The little girl bent down and asked softly, no longer so loud, she looked a lot quieter all of a sudden, which made people uncomfortable...
"..."
In Chu Jin's heart, becoming stronger, taking revenge, and protecting the Song family are the only beliefs in his heart. He has never thought about his future career. What kind of person do you want to be
He shook his head silently.
Song Qiaoxi asked softly, "Then you, do you like traveling?"
"Don't hate it..."
Chu answered truthfully.
When his parents were still alive, as long as there was a holiday, they would take him around the country. The furthest he had been to Hong Kong, he was the first child in the compound to fly on a plane.
To say that he likes to change places all the time is far from liking, but with his parents, he is happy wherever he goes.
"Then would you like to hang out with me?"
Song Qiaoxi continued to ask.
"Um... ... "
Chu Jin nodded affirmatively.
If you are with Nuo Dumplings, you can go anywhere.
Song Qiaoxi looked directly into his eyes, pure black eyes like a bottomless abyss.
The hand that held his wrist tightened, and she said boldly, "How about... How about you 'travel the world' with me? I am willing to share my dream with you."
Xia Qiumeng just went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water, and when she heard what Song Qiaoxi said, she almost spit out a mouthful of water...
Xixi cub can you
My sister just gave you the dream, but she turned around and "sold it second-hand" to the pretty little brother