Later, Song Qiaoxi attacked and asked Chu Jin several times why he could only share his dreams with him
Chu Jin returned to being taciturn and refused to answer this question. He didn't like to talk at first, so Xiao Nuo Tuan thought it was boring to ask a few more times, so he stopped asking.
Anyway, she has a big heart, and was quickly attracted by other new things.
This morning, before going to school, my mother told her and Chu Jin for a long time. To be exact, they started chatting at dinner time yesterday, and told them several times in detail about the gathering time and place to go to the small dining table at noon.
Song Qiaoxi and listen, she is not worried, anyway, Chu can remember everything, except for the memory, and the ability to remember.
When the school bell rang at noon, a few schoolbags had already left the bench, and they were waiting for Teacher Feng to rush out of the classroom.
Children of this age always have a special "competitive desire", that is, they want to compete for the first place in everything they do, and whoever runs out of school first after school has to compete first.
Song Qiaoxi unhurriedly packed her schoolbag. It was still cold at the end of March. What her mother prepared for her and Chu Jin was warm water, which was put in a red "indestructible" kettle.
Although it is said to be "won't break", but the glutinous dumplings are messy, and in less than two years of school, several "break" have been broken...
On the other hand, Chu Jin still used the water bottle from the first grade, except for a few scratches on the surface, there was no problem at all.
Every day Song Qiaoxi is told by her mother about "little prodigal things", so that she learns how Chu Jin cherishes things.
Today is Monday, April 6, 1998.
From noon, the two children officially stopped going home for lunch, and went to the "Red Flag Small Dining Table" to report.
The first time I went to the "Little Dining Table", Song Qiaoxi was somewhat excited. He heard from the classmates who had been there that the food at the "Red Flag Small Dining Table" was particularly delicious.
Although my mother's cooking is already delicious, eating it every day will always lack freshness.
Pack the schoolbag and put it directly in the table hole, just take the kettle and go.
The noon break is not long. After the meal, the teacher will arrange for everyone to take a nap.
Holding the kettle in his hand, he and Chu Jin walked to the meeting point at the school gate.
Grandma Zhang, a retired primary school teacher with silver hair, waved to the two of them in high spirits and greeted them with a smile, "Hello, welcome to the two new students to join the Red Flag Small Dining Table."
The other children knew each other, and they just got together, lined up and stood in groups of two, and looked at Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, who were newly added to the "small dining table".
Grandma Li put on her reading glasses and began to count the number of people.
There were more than a dozen children and girls, and a few of the little girls shyly meowed, looked Song Qiaoxi up and down, and began to whisper to each other by biting their ears.
It's just that Song Qiaoxi overheard all the movements that were spoken.
"That's the classmate of the fifth class of the second grade. He's really handsome, so tall, eh? He seems to be the art committee of their class next to him."
"The art committee member is so fat? Our class art committee member studied dance, but she's slender. Do you think she's short and fleshy and still serves as the art committee member?"
"Hey, who knows, anyway, the cadres of their fifth class are weird. That squad leader Jiang Qisheng looks stupid."
"Oh, I know, that fat big man, it is said that the study committee members of their class are also a bit dull, like a dumb goose..."
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The danzi's little fiery temper, it came up with a "bass".
It's okay to say she's fat, because she already has a lot of meat. This year, she's a little thinner than last year, but because she likes eating too much, she can't help it.
But who stipulated that only thin people can be committee members of literature and art
Also, Ding Miao is a dumb goose? ! Her family Miaomiao is beautiful, cool, and good at learning. Is she the daughter of a fairy!
Of course, they were right about one thing. The monitor of the fifth class, Jiang Qisheng, was really stupid.
Rolling up the sleeves of her school uniform, she threw the water bottle behind her like a meteor hammer. Song Qiaoxi prepared to go forward and discuss theories with a few middle-aged girls and sisters who looked older than herself.
Suddenly, something caught on her shoulders, and she hugged it subconsciously.
Looking up, it was Chu Jin who hung the kettle in his hand on his shoulder, and walked steadily forward.
The direction is just towards the little girls who are still "chattering".
"Talking about others behind your back is very uneducated behavior. Before you say others are fat and stupid, please look in the mirror and look at yourself."
Chu Jin's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and Song Qiaoxi could hear these words clearly.
Seeing that the faces of three or five little girls became ugly, it seemed that Chu Jin whispered something again, and Nuo Tuanzi couldn't hear it clearly.
There was even a girl who was about to cry, and the rest of the people quickly stepped forward to comfort them, their eyes looking at Chu Jin also became timid, and their faces were full of panic.
A few girls separated from each other, bowed 90 degrees to Song Qiaoxi, and said "I'm sorry" loudly.
This caused the children standing in the front row to look back frequently. Maybe Grandma Li had her ears back a bit, and she was busy counting the number of people, so she didn't pay much attention to the abnormal behavior of the little girls in the back row.
Chu Jin turned around and came back, took the kettle from her arms, and stood beside Song Qiaoxi with an expressionless face like a door god.
"No, what did you tell them?"
Nuo Tuanzi was a little stunned, Chu Jin's two sentences shouldn't be so lethal, right
"It's nothing, you don't have to accept their apology."
Chu Jin shook his head, raised his eyelids, glanced at a few girls, and answered her in a deep voice.
For a moment, she actually saw a strong murderous look in Chu Jin's eyes. Is it only the eyes of a ruthless villain in a movie
Danzi quickly shook his head, what was she thinking!
It is impossible for Chu to change back to the villain again, he must have misunderstood...
He waved his hand to Chu Jin, nodded and said, "Ah, I accept their apology and say that it doesn't matter to me. I'm already fleshy. I just heard them talk about Ding Miao, and I immediately felt annoyed."
"Um."
The boy nodded coldly, the hairy look in Song Qiaoxi's eyes disappeared without a trace, and his dark eyes returned to calm.
Once again, he convinced himself in his heart that he must have read it wrong just now, and Chu Jin must have no bad intentions.
It was all a strange idea when I wrote my diary that day, thinking that in this world, bad luck will chase them, and even if the original plot is changed, what should happen will still happen...
"Song Qiaoxi, Chu Jin?" Grandma Zhang wore reading glasses, took the paper in her hand a little farther and frowned, took off the glasses to look at them, and asked with a kind smile, "Is that your name? "
"Hello, Grandma Zhang, my name is Song Qiaoxi, and his name is Chu Jin."
Xiao Nuo Tuan raised her face and greeted the silver-haired grandma happily.
Grandma looked very kind and smiled so much that she reminded her of her grandma in Taicheng.
Song Qiaoxi's grandmother is also an old teacher. Apart from doting herself too much, she really can't fault the old lady.
Grandma Zhang nodded with a smile, walked over neatly and patted her shoulder, "Okay, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, good names, you two should stand at the end of the line first, let's go back to dinner first, and we will re-arrange after school in the afternoon. ranking."
Following Chu Jin obediently to the back of the team, the two stood side by side, Song Qiaoxi played with the kettle in his hand, and threw the straps of the kettle like Wang Junyang and Ding Yi did, ready to follow the army to the normal family courtyard.
The team started to move, and just a few steps away, they heard Grandma Zhang's loud voice, "Come on, little classmates, follow Grandma. Everyone must hold hands. If you are on the road, you can't fall behind."
Um
Yes, do you want to hold hands
Song Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly looked at her left hand and Chu Jin's right hand.
After all, he is about to enter the third grade of elementary school. At this age, gender awareness has caused very subtle changes between boys and girls.
In the class, there are many male and female tablemates who still play well in first grade.
What if someone accidentally crossed the long "three-eighth line" in the middle of the desk
Hiss... That's a really "terrifying" thing. Sometimes boys and girls at the same table fight so fiercely!
Although the relationship of the "Little Gang of Five" is still very good, Song Qiaoxi also made some small changes from the big environment, and restrained her enthusiasm a little.
She may not know about other things, but if boys and girls hold hands, the classmates will know about it, but they will be coaxed.
She raised her head, stood on tiptoe and looked at the team in front of her. Except for Xiaodouding, who was much shorter than her, there were boys and girls holding hands. The older children with red scarves were all boys and boys, and girls and girls. .
This can make Song Qiaoxi a little embarrassed, but it's not that they dare not take Chu Jin's hand. The two are so familiar with each other, of course it doesn't matter if they hold a small hand, it's just...
Holding hands in front of so many people, if you run into classmates from school along the way, there will definitely be a lot of buzz in the class.
"The last two little classmates, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, have ignored grandma's words? Hurry up, hold your hands, we will cross the road in a while!" Grandma Li stood at the front of the line, holding a small red flag. Song Qiaoxi shook her head.
Ugh... ...
The glutinous dumplings shrank their necks like the little quails, and looked down at Chu Jin's hand to the left.
Huh
She didn't see Chu Jin's slender and pale fingers sticking out, only a length of the school uniform sleeve that had grown out, hanging there.
He raised his head to meet his eyes, and blinked twice in doubt, wanting to ask him what he meant by this
Unexpectedly, Chu Jin's face turned red all of a sudden? !
He pursed his lips, turned his head awkwardly, and shook his right arm slightly towards himself.
Wow!
Song Qiaoxi suddenly realized, and finally got the meaning of Chu Jin, why don't people praise him for his brains? As if nothing in this world can stumped him!
He actually found his embarrassment and asked her to pull her sleeves.
But why is Chu Jin's face red
She couldn't take care of it anymore, Grandma Li in front of the team reminded her again, Nuo Tuanzi carefully grabbed the sleeve of Chu Jin's school uniform, and raised it to wave to Grandma Li.
Grandma Li nodded, letting her go.
As he walked and swayed his arms, he could roughly feel that Chu Jin's fingertips would sometimes touch the back of his hand through his sleeve, like a chick's tender mouth pecking at someone.
One click, itchy.
It takes about ten minutes to walk from the elementary school attached to the normal school to the family home of the normal school.
The weather in April is neither cold nor hot, very comfortable.
There will be a narrow river in the middle. The river has been kept clean in the past two years. When Song Qiaoxi walked over the bridge, he saw two big gray ducks swimming in the small river, followed by a row of fluffy ducks.
"Look, look, Duck Duck and Duck Duck came out to play with the ducklings!" Song Qiaoxi tugged at Chu Jin's sleeve, raised her other hand and pointed to the river bank, remembering a song she learned in music class, and said softly. He hummed, "Under the bridge in front of the gate, swim past a group of ducks, come and count, two, four, six, seven, eight..."
There are willows and peach trees on both sides of the riverbank. The branches of the willows hang down by the river, and they look like they have grown a layer of green hair. After a closer look, they find that they are small green buds.
The peach blossoms are already blooming, red and pink, like the cheeks that have just been exhausted.
"Hey, I remembered a poem that my mother taught, it's very beautiful... Well, I remember, there are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the duck prophet of spring river plumbing..." She scratched her head, Suddenly can't remember the second half of the sentence, he raised his head with a self-deprecating smile, looked at Chu Jin with a wink as if asking for help, and asked, "Do you remember the second half of the sentence?"
Chu Jin nodded, his pale cherry-colored lips moved a few times, and the boy's voice was low but magnetic, "Lou Hao is full of short reed buds, just when the puffer fish is about to come."
After speaking, he gave Song Qiaoxi a meaningful look.
I thought to myself, when Xiao Nuo Tuan was still so eager to learn
Usually, the teacher assigns homework and requires memorizing ancient poems and texts, which is like killing her...
There are also ancient poems that Song Qiaoxi can actively remember, which is also quite rare.
"Yeah!"
Song Qiaoxi loosened his sleeves, two little fleshy hands clapped together, and a pair of big watery eyes shone strangely.
She swallowed, licked her lips, and said, "I remembered at the time that this poem was very beautiful! I wonder if the coriander is like chrysanthemum, the tender artemisia must be delicious when fried, right? I listen to Qiu Sister Meng said that puffer fish is the most delicious fish in the world, I really want to try it..."
Chu Jin watched her crystal clear saliva slide down the corner of her mouth, and was so shocked that she couldn't say a word.
In the black and white eyes of Nuo Tuanzi, the strange light became brighter. He rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and turned to him with a pitiful little face, "When you grow up, you can take me to eat puffer fish once, will you?"
It turns out that in her mouth, there are particularly "beautiful" poems...
Is "beauty" the "beauty" of "delicious"? !
Completely immersed in the imagination of delicious puffer fish, Song Qiaoxi still remembered how Sister Qiu Meng described puffer meat.
At that time, Sister Qiumeng was sitting by the window, holding a book. The warm winter sun seemed to engrave her with a layer of gold, and her whole body became more gentle. She said, "The flesh of puffer fish is elastic and smooth, and the white tenderness is like chicken. , but more tender than chicken.
One spring, my grandmother took me to see a doctor in the south. I ate a dish called Yangcao, which was very delicious. It was cooked with puffer fish. The green tender head and fresh puffer fish were cooked together. The fragrant milk soup can be fresh. Tongue off, it is the most delicious fish in the world.
But Xixi, the puffer fish itself is poisonous, you can't eat it if you don't handle it, remember? "
At that time, I was greedy to death, but there was too much food to make Song Qiaoxi greedy, and he turned his head and was attracted by the fried ham
Thinking of Su Shi's poem just now, Chu Jin put the next sentence "Lou Hao is full of reed buds and short, just when the puffer fish is about to go." After that, she suddenly thought of what Sister Qiu Meng said about burning the puffer fish with grass and grass.
It was just in time for school at noon, and my stomach was so hungry that I was drooling all of a sudden.
"Did you know that puffer fish are poisonous?"
Chu Jinqing's cold and cold voice interrupted Nuo Tuanzi's "immersive" fantasy.
She clenched her sleeves tightly, thinking about what her sister had said before, and tilted her head to answer him: "Sister Qiu Meng said that you can eat it after you have dealt with it, and can you just remove the poisonous parts?"
"But it's still dangerous, so I won't let you eat it."
Chu Jin frowned and said with a serious expression.
Judging from his appearance, there is no room for concessions.
Children of this age are full of rebellious mentality, the more they are not allowed to do something, the more they want to do it.
Song Qiaoxi wondered why she didn't have this kind of mentality toward her parents. Instead, she occasionally had this strange "rebellious" mentality toward Chu Jin recently.
What he said before, he was obedient.
Inexplicably today, I have the courage to refute him.
Grandma Li arranged for the classmates to line up to wash their hands and enter the house for dinner. They stood in the last row and naturally washed last.
"If you don't take me to eat, then I will eat it myself."
With a pout, he loosened Chu Jin's sleeves, and deliberately avoided looking at him.
The line in front of them to wash their hands was getting shorter and shorter, and soon it was Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin's turn.
It's just that the boy didn't respond after listening to her, and didn't say a word.
Oh hey, I guess when I'm hungry, my temper is very strong.
Obviously it's something that is uncertain whether it will happen in the future, and Xiao Nuo Tuan is now competing with him.
Well, if you don't talk to me, then I'll ignore you!
After washing his hands, he turned around and followed Grandma Li into the house.
The "Red Flag Small Dining Table" was opened in Grandma Li's house. Her house was on the first floor and had a small courtyard.
Grandma Li's wife is called Sun Hongqi, a retired professor of Teachers College. The old couple have nothing to do after retirement. Both their sons and daughters are out of town, and their grandchildren are not around.
The old couple have been dealing with children all their lives, and they can't be idle when they are suddenly idle.
In the beginning, I just helped a few parents from the neighbors of the normal school to pick up their children at noon, arranged for them to have lunch breaks, and sometimes tutored and tutored their homework.
Later, because Professor Sun's cooking skills were really good, the children liked the old couple, and the parents were relieved. They simply built a bright glass room in the yard as a small dining room, and the back room was turned into a small bedroom for the children's lunch break. "Hongqi Small Dining Table "That's how it opened.
Not to make money, the old couple just wants to retire and have something to do.
The children call Professor Sun Grandpa Sun, and now Professor Sun has long lost the bookishness he had when he was a professor at the Teachers College.
"Children, it's time for dinner, are you starving?"
Grandpa Sun, wearing a white chef hat, smiled and welcomed the hungry elementary school chickens into the house.
In the glass room are two rows of long tables facing each other. Stainless steel plates have been placed on the tables, with a total of 14 meals.
"What's the name of the new classmate?"
Grandpa Sun wiped his hands with his apron and greeted Song Qiaoxi cordially.
"Hello grandpa, my name is Song Qiaoxi, he..."
Habitually turned back and was just about to introduce Chu Jin, and then he remembered that he was still in a "cold war" with him, why didn't he bring his cubs to eat puffer fish.
snort!
Just don't help him introduce himself...
Grandpa Sun walked to the door with steady steps, patted Song Qiaoxi on the shoulder and motioned her to find a seat to sit down, and beckoned to Chu Jin who was standing outside the door, "What's the name of that spirited little boy in the back? Welcome, hurry up. Come in and taste Grandpa's craftsmanship."
"Hello, my name is Chu Jin."
The boy answered politely.
"Oh, good name. It's a big name, and it's time for dinner."
Chu Jin nodded his thanks to Grandpa Sun, stepped over the threshold of the glass room, and glanced around, only Song Qiaoxi was left with a vacant seat.
He couldn't figure it out, he was fine just now, why the glutinous dumplings suddenly became unhappy.
Is the little girl dying
Puffer fish is such a dangerous food, if it is not handled well, it will be poisoned. How can you joke about her life just to eat it in one bite...
He walked to Song Qiaoxi in silence and sat on the bench beside him.
He just heard Song Qiaoxi making a small "hum" and deliberately moved the bench to the left.
Chu Jin laughed dumbly, is this really angry
Grandpa Sun and Grandma Li brought seaweed egg drop soup on their trays, and each person distributed a small bowl.
Song Qiaoxi still held her neck, deliberately not looking at Chu, trying to focus on the dinner plate in front of her.
Don't say, Grandpa Sun's dishes look really good
Lunch consisted of two meat and one vegetarian meal, one staple and one multigrain, a bowl of soup and an orange as dessert.
The meat dishes are roasted pork ribs with potato gluten and fried shredded pork with water bamboo, the vegetarian dishes are fried cauliflower with tomato, and the staple food is white rice and a small piece of steamed yam.
The dishes look full of color, flavor, and taste, not at all like the bland look of cauldron rice.
She secretly observed that there were five or six pieces of ribs with a lot of meat on each child's dinner plate. She picked up a stainless steel spoon and ate a mouthful of potatoes and then a mouthful of gluten.
Immediately shocked!
This potato and gluten are also delicious, right? Even better than ribs!
The potatoes roasted by Grandpa Sun are soft stewed, melt in the mouth but not scattered, the fragrance of the potatoes and the meat of the ribs are combined together.
The gluten, which is full of pork ribs soup, has a smooth entrance and makes a "chirp" sound. The round gluten is like frozen tofu, and every pore exudes the aroma of gravy.
At this time, as a senior foodie, Song Qiaoxi had to let herself eat a big mouthful of rice.
Good guy, really good guy!
Another big mouthful of ribs...
Not to mention the ribs, the entrance is crispy, and the bones are deboned with a sip of the tip of the tongue. The pork ribs have the aroma of aniseed, but the plate is clean and there is no trace of aniseed.
It is estimated that Grandpa Sun was afraid that the children would feel uncomfortable eating aniseed aniseed by accident, so he made an aniseed bag with gauze in advance and put it into stew, just like his mother did.
After drinking a mouthful of seaweed egg drop soup, the glutinous dumplings are ready to enter a state of "fight" and open their stomachs to eat.
Just as she picked up the chopsticks and was about to clip the fried shredded pork with water bamboo, her right arm was pulled.
Um
There is only one person on his right, Chu Jin.
Because he ate the delicious food, he was in a good mood, and he didn't plan to bother with Chu Jin any more. Song Qiaoxi tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously.
Chu Jin's face was as usual, and a handsome face that was calm and did not have much expression looked at her directly.
Being looked at a bit confused, the little girl wanted to reach out and touch her face, if there were rice grains on her face, the boy lowered his voice and said, "There are garlic slices in the jasmine, which is not easy to find. I haven't used my chopsticks, can you pick them out? "
After she finished speaking, she took her dinner plate and "quickly, accurately" picked out the white garlic slices in the fried shredded pork with water, and put the dinner plate in front of her.
The little classmates are all burying their heads in their meals. Grandpa Sun's craftsmanship is so attractive that it can make the cubs only think about eating, and they can't care about anything else.
"Eat."
Chu Jin's voice was low, as if some low-frequency sound wave vibrated in his ears.
Song Qiaoxi touched her itchy right ear, and the "rebellion" in her heart had long since disappeared without a trace.
I ate the fried shredded pork with water bamboo without garlic slices one bite at a time. Grandpa Sun cut the shredded pork tenderloin very finely and marinated it with starch, five-spice powder, cooking wine, sugar and salt in advance. It was extra smooth and refreshing. , that special sweet fragrance she liked very much.
Thinking while eating, let's give Chu a chance.
After dinner, during the lunch break, ask him why he didn't take her to eat puffer fish
At the end of a "wind and cloud" lunch, I touched my round belly and let out a soft, full burp, "burp".
She was embarrassed to cover her mouth with her hand, and looked around in a panic, but fortunately no one paid attention to her, so she took action and started to clean up the tableware in front of her.
Chu Jin eats slowly, and is still drinking soup slowly at the moment.
Nuo Tuanzi glanced at him and thought about it, why don't you sit with him for a while
Chu Jin was the only one left at the table, and he was lonely.
"Song Qiaoxi, bring the dinner plate after eating, wash your hands and rinse your mouth, ready for lunch break."
Grandma Li stuck her head out from the back room and shouted.
The glutinous dumpling was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at the plate in front of him. Fortunately, there was still a bottom left in the stainless steel soup bowl, and he immediately picked up the bowl, "Ah... Grandma Li, I still have a little soup left, when I finish drinking it. Go over now!"
"Okay, Chu Jin is not in a hurry, eat slowly, and bring it over after eating."
Grandma Li's hair, as fluffy as cotton candy, swayed twice and stretched back.
"Don't worry, drink slowly, I'll accompany you."
Song Qiaoxi patted Chu Jin's back and whispered.
The boy put down the soup bowl, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth gracefully, raised his deeply wrinkled double eyelids and glanced at her, "Why, don't you get angry again?"
Oops, this guy...
If you go down the steps, you won't go down. You're really going to be pissed off by him.
It really is a pot that can't be opened without mentioning it!
The dumpling, who was not angry at first, felt that he was not angry when he said this, and seemed to lose face.
Chu Jin looked at her fleshy face with a smile on her face, the smile slowly began to solidify, and her mouth began to pooh up again...
In an instant, I knew I was wrong.
Full of desire to survive, he gently tugged at Song Qiaoxi's sleeve and cleared his throat, "Cough... inside, puffer fish is really dangerous, but this is my fault, it shouldn't be so arbitrary. reject you."
Boys, should not care about girls, they should admit their mistakes first.
"Well... ... "
She nodded, twisted her hands together, and began to snap her nails.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Jin felt that at this moment, he could only come up with the "killer".
He turned his head and asked patiently, "Do you know saury?"
Sure enough, it suddenly attracted Xiao Nuo Tuan's attention, she snapped her fingernails, raised her head and blinked ignorantly, licked her lips and said, "Huh? What is... saury? Well, delicious what?"
Looking at Song Qiaoxi's greedy appearance, it really makes people want to pinch her fleshy cheeks, Chu Jin continued: "The saury is a kind of fish in the Yangtze River basin, and it migrates from the sea to the Yangtze River every spring. It means that the earliest seasonal fish in spring is the saury. The shape of the saury is like a sharp knife, the whole body is silver-white, the meat is very tender, fat but not greasy, it melts in the mouth, and the umami tastes even if the fish is cold. If it can be completely preserved, steaming can preserve its deliciousness to the greatest extent, which is called the Three Freshness of the Yangtze River."
"Wow...it sounds delicious!"
Tuanzi looked at him steadily, his mouth opened slightly, his small eyes were obviously a little dazed, and he seemed to have entered a state of eating saury.
"Well, the saury is very delicious. It's delicious when steamed with a little lard. If you like it crispier, you can fry it, or you can tick off the saury meat and wrap it with seedlings and minced meat to make saury chaos. The soup base is used for Old hen soup, spread the egg skin and cut it into thin strips, add seaweed and green onions... By the way, you can skip the chopped green onion, just add a little coriander, and it's very delicious."
After speaking in one breath, Chu Jin observed Song Qiaoxi's expression.
It's almost half done. Xiao Nuo Tuan's current thoughts are probably already swimming in the Yangtze River Basin. I can't wait to turn into a mermaid and catch a saury to try it out.
When he was young, his parents took him to eat, and he was very impressed.
After a moment of silence, Chu Jin adjusted his emotions and said softly, "Song Qiaoxi, when you grow up, can I take you to eat saury?"
Song Qiaoxi, who was immersed in the delicious taste of saury small wontons, was suddenly pulled back to reality.
He widened his eyes and asked Chu Jin, "Really? Are you really taking me to eat saury?!"
"Well, I promise." Chu Jin stretched out his hand, his slender fingers were slightly bent, and his little finger dangled in front of her eyes, "Retractor?"
"Okay," for fear that he would regret it, he hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and stretched out his short fleshy hand to hook Chu Jin's slender little finger, "The hook cannot be changed for a hundred years, whoever changes. It's a puppy!"
The two children pressed their thumbs together and smiled at each other.
Song Qiaoxi smiled with a pair of almond eyes, like crystals sprinkled in them, and the corners of her lips rose.
Chu Jin's little man smiled a little helplessly.
Gotta...
Because of the "blood case" caused by a "puffer fish", he didn't expect that he finally turned around against the wind with a "saury".
In his heart, Chu Jin sighed softly.
Alas, it seems that I will work hard to make money when I grow up.
Xiao Nuo Tuan just "eats" as a hobby, how can she not satisfy her
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On the first day at the "Red Flag Small Dining Table" at noon, Song Qiaoxi felt that there was nothing uncomfortable.
Grandpa Sun's food is delicious, and Grandma Li is like an elder in her own family, she is very concerned about the children. The little sisters who have been forced to see her can't wait to take a detour.
There was one thing that made her a little worried.
After taking a nap, I sat on the cot with a small curly hair like a chicken coop, and was a little overwhelmed with two head ropes in my hands.
Looking up at the door of the dormitory, seven or eight little girls were lined up waiting for Grandma Li to braid them.
Most of the "little dining tables" are girls, and there are no older sisters. The girls all love beauty and have long hair. After sleeping at noon, they all become "chicken nests", waiting Under Grandma Li's hands, she regained her beautiful hairstyle.
Seeing that there were so many people in line, Song Qiaoxi wanted to give it a try. She put on her shoes and faced the full-length mirror at the door, and asked Grandma Li to borrow a comb to see if she could tie up her braids.
The result was the same as the attempt more than a year ago. The "handicapped party" really couldn't tie the braids. Either it hurt his head and lost several long curly hairs, or the two braids were not symmetrical at all.
Like a silly girl, one side is high and the other is low, ugly and dead.
Why is it so hard to braid
Angrily, he took off the two head ropes and held them in his mouth. Looking at the team of five or six people, he sighed.
As soon as he saw Chu Jin coming from the direction of the glass room, he was holding two red "indestructible" water bottles in his hands, and he was probably going to fill it with water.
Putting the kettle in his hand on the table, Chu Jing waved to Song Qiaoxi and motioned her to come over.
Holding the headband in his mouth, he puffed out his cheeks and walked to Chu Jin.
"sit down."
Out of nowhere, he turned out a small bench and nodded to her.
Although she is angry, Nuo Tuanzi is a very principled cub. She is angry with herself, it is useless to be angry at herself, and she is not good at braiding, but this has nothing to do with other people, and she cannot take anger on others.
I sat down obediently, and suddenly my cheeks turned cold.
Chu Jin's slender and pale fingers accidentally brushed her face, grabbed the headband in his mouth and tugged gently, "Let's go, how can you bite so tightly like a puppy?"
The small mouth opened, and the glutinous dumplings who just woke up were still a little stunned, and made the sound of checking the throat when seeing the doctor, "Ah..."
Chu Jin began to use his hands to smooth out the knotted hair little by little. His fingers were slightly cold, and he felt a clear touch when they touched the warm scalp.
Song Qiaoxi's hair is of good quality. Although she has curly hair, it is not frizzy and soft to the touch. Ding Miao likes to play with her braids. Rabbit fluff.
After Chu Jin's "hairdressing" skill was "forced to develop" more than a year ago, he has tied Song Qiaoxi several times, all at the moment of "urgent situation" and "unavoidable".
For example, sometimes when Aunt Qiao was rushing to work in the morning, Nuo Tuanzi slept in and always looked at him pitifully with a mess of hair...
For another example, when I woke up from a nap at noon, the two buds of the dumplings had been turned into two crumbling "rotten buds" by her...
How could the little boy be willing to comb the little girl's hair, Chu Jin even disliked playing the family, so Wang Junyang and Ding Yi were willing to play with her.
It's also "forced" and helpless, can't let Song Qiaoxi go to school like a kid with her hair disheveled
I can only drive the ducks to the shelves and braid her braids.
After a few more piercings, slowly, in addition to his hairdressing skills getting better and better, the little girl has also learned to make demands step by step (push nose and face bushi)
Today I was shouting, I want to tie the princess head like Qiu Meng’s sister, and I want to make a braid in two days. I have a whim to make a few small braids around the back of my head, or make a gesture to ask Chu to do it all. Her hair is layered in a scorpion braid...
This is still a reasonable request. One time she even suggested that she wanted Chu Jin to come up with a "Bai Suzhen" hairstyle? !
At that time, Chu Jin was stumped.
That time, with a straight face, he said on the spot that he would quit.
But the little girl's mouth was sweet, as if she knew that she had made an unreasonable request, so she quickly coaxed him, so that Chu Jin finally faced a magazine and made her an extremely complicated braid, making Song Qiaoxi beautiful for a day.
The boy skillfully used a comb to brush away his long, smooth brown curly hair, and asked helplessly, "Want to tie rabbit ears or braids?"
"Well, a princess head with two thin braids hanging down from both sides?"
The little girl's voice was grandmother's sweet, and it was really rude to ask.
Staring at the top of Nuo Tuanzi's head, Chu Jin shook his head and pulled her hair behind her with both hands, "The school won't let her hair loose, so I'll just tie a ponytail for you. There will be gym class in the afternoon, so it's convenient."
"Don't have a single ponytail, it will hurt your scalp."
He covered the back of his head with two small meaty hands in protest.
Also, Chu Jin stroked the long hair in his hands with both hands.
Song Qiaoxi's hair is full of volume, and her hair is quite heavy, and when she braids it, she often complains that her scalp hurts.
"Then let's braid it, tie it tightly for you, don't move."
He directly made the decision for her, and this time the little dumpling had no objection, so he let go of his hand obediently.
Soon, two long and thick braids were braided along the back of her head. Chu Jin's hands were so skillful. These slender and beautiful hands fastened the ends of the hair with rubber bands. The sleepy little girl, "Okay, take your kettle and get ready to go to school."
Grandma Li was still thinking about Song Qiaoxi's lack of braids, so she shouted from the back room, "Song Qiaoxi? Grandma has two more heads and it's your turn, come here?"
When Song Qiaoxi heard Grandma Li call her, she stood up from the bench with a "huchi", and walked into the dormitory with two slightly longer legs, but still very short.
I turned around in front of Grandma Li, showed her beautiful braids, and said proudly: "Grandma Li, I have my hair tied up, thank you, you don't have to tie my hair for me in the afternoon, someone will tie it for me. braid!"
In Chu Jin outside the house, listening to Song Qiaoxi's sweet little milk voice, the comb in his hand fell to the ground.
In an instant, the head hurts like a thunderbolt from the blue.
No, after co-authoring, every noon, it's my turn to braid her
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