"Chu Jin, come and see, it's a real piano, not the kind of organ in the classroom!"
Song Qiaoxi opened the piano stool, rubbed the soft leather stool with her hand, and greeted Chu Jin.
I want him to be the first person to sit on the piano bench and try out this piano.
Xiao Nuo Tuan has always been a character of "no dry food can be hidden in the kennel", but it's been hard to endure it now, trying to hold back the feeling in his heart that he wants to lift the piano cover and play all the time.
"How's it going, kids? Surprise!" Dad Song took the last package and put it down on the living room floor, eagerly approaching him.
"Surprise, the piano is cool!"
Raising her face, she answered her father excitedly. Seeing that Chu Jin was still standing, Song Qiaoxi directly pulled him over and sat down on the piano bench.
Then gently lift the heavy piano cover, the piano's eighty-eight black and white keys are shiny, like wax.
He stretched out his finger and poked Chu Jin's arm, "Would you like to play "City in the Sky" again? I really want to listen to it again. Mom and Dad have never heard of it."
"Um... ... "
Chu Jin finally reacted, nodded a little stiffly, adjusted the distance between the piano bench and the piano, a pair of slender and pale hands, as if born to play the piano, touched the keys of the piano.
Qiao Qin asked a tuner to tune the piano in advance. This Yamaha upright piano has a pure sound, and every melody emitted by the piano box is intoxicating.
Chu Jin's hands are dancing on the piano keys, and the beautiful sound is sometimes like a butterfly spreading its wings, fluttering its elf-like wings in the mountains and rivers, and sometimes it is like a gentle breeze in the valley, sweeping all the birds and flowers, presenting the beauty of nature. in front of you.
At the end of the song, Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin looked at each other, both of them looking at each other with surprises.
This piano is really a good buy!
If I knew that Chu Jinqin played so well, I should have given my child a whole piano earlier, right
Unlike Wang Junyang, the little boy is not addicted to the game of Little Bawang's learning machine, nor does he like watching cartoons and cartoons. Primary school Ba Dingmiao will relax his mood, watch TV series with Song Qiaoxi and the others, and chat about gossip.
This child, Chu Jin, seems to have nothing else to do except read books, brush questions, and practice calligraphy.
"piapiapia"
Song Qiaoxi took the lead in applauding, and kept her head up to wink her parents' eyes.
Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin also applauded warmly.
"Jinjing, can my uncle and aunt discuss something with you?" Dad Song took the opportunity to speak, walked to Chu Jin's side, and put his hand on his thin shoulder, "You don't need to agree now, you can think about it slowly, uncle Auntie thought, I will keep this room for you. You see, there is also a piano. Usually, if you are tired of studying, you can play the piano. If Xixi wants to learn, you can teach her by hand. Just have fun, just have fun.”
"Yeah, think about it slowly, don't worry, the piano can't run with long legs anyway."
Mom agreed.
When Song Qiaoxi heard "the long legs of the piano ran away", she burst out laughing, ran to the spacious piano bench and "squeezed oil" with Chu Jin, sitting next to him.
He raised his little face and smiled brightly, so happy that he rested his chin on Chu Jin's shoulder.
Above his head was Dad Song's hearty laughter, Chu Jin's eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and there seemed to be water splashes swaying gently inside.
The boy's face was handsome and pale, and he didn't notice it himself, and the corners of his mouth curved in an imperceptible arc.
It seems that a heavy stone in my heart has finally fallen.
"Do you want to learn to play the piano?"
Chu Jin turned his head and looked down at her, and asked softly.
"Wow, but I don't know if the piano is as easy to learn as English?" He poked the keys twice with his finger, stuck his tongue out, and Nuo Tuanzi smiled a little guilty, "What if I can't play well? Will you? murder me?"
Father Song rubbed his daughter's curly head, and said solemnly: "Xiao Chujin, you have to be strict when you are a teacher, and only a strict teacher can make a high-level apprentice. Xixi will give it to you, and then prepare a small ruler, if she doesn't Practice deserting well, and you can hit the palm of your hand."
"Dad..." Tuanzi let out a miserable howl, his mouth pouting loudly.
"Xixi, follow along and study hard in the future. Don't mess with painting, dancing, etc. You've been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. You don't have a long way to go."
Mother took the opportunity to expose her old bottom, first grade and second grade, several interest classes that she signed up on a whim, none of which Song Qiaoxi persisted.
"Let's go out to eat at noon today. How about going to the 'Black Land' at the entrance of the compound to eat Northeastern cuisine?"
Dad pinched Song Qiaoxi's chubby cheeks, and the girl was amused enough, and picked out what she liked to hear the most.
"Wow! It's been a long time since I've eaten Northeastern cuisine. I want to eat the three fresh foods, the meat in the pot, the Northeast's chaotic stew, the dried bean skin with bell peppers, the big peeled skin, the pine nuts and corn, the sauerkraut stewed with big bones, and I want to eat braised stew. Salmon, Sweet Potatoes and Snow Bean Paste”
Pulling his fingers, he took stock of the dishes he liked, licked his lips, and let out a "gurgling" sound in his stomach.
"Okay, we can order whatever you want. As long as our daughter is not big-eyed and small, we can order anything?"
Song's father smiled wickedly and deliberately continued to tease her.
Hearing what my father said, Nuo Dumpling began to count with his fingers seriously, picking and choosing to see how many dishes were left.
With a tilt of his head, he turned his head and hugged his father's thigh and said aggrievedly: "Well... it seems a bit too much, let's cut down two dishes, but I want to eat both snow bean paste and sweet potato, what should I do? ?"
"Everything is eaten. Xixi and Xiaochu like to eat everything. Let's order it today. If we can't eat it, we can pack it back and eat it at night." , Father Song picked up his daughter and held it in his arms, "Are you happy this time?"
"Come on," he held his father's cheeky face, and gave him a big kiss.
The cub said that he is very happy, please continue to work hard!
Dad Song deliberately looked a little hard, turned his head and blinked at Chu Jin, and whispered to the handsome little boy: "In the future, buy her some snacks after school, why do you feel that Xixi is sinking again, and my uncle can't hold it anymore. Slightly..."
"dad!"
Song Qiaoxi twisted into a twist in her father's arms, and the little fleshy hand straightened his face in dissatisfaction.
Saying in front of Chu Jin that she is fat, people don't want to be ashamed!
Qiao Qin came over and pulled the glutinous dumplings out of Song Jianguo's arms with even greater effort, rubbing her daughter's little face, "It's alright, Song Jianguo, I don't think you are as old as Xixi and Xixi, at most three and a half years old, every day. Tossing around with the children, walking away, and eating."
"Let's go! Pulled sweet potato Pulled sweet potato! Snowy bean paste Xuemian bean paste!"
Shouting loud slogans, Song Qiaoxi grabbed Chu Jin's wrist sitting on the piano bench, and jumped like a little white rabbit to the door to change her shoes.
The Northeastern restaurant called "Black Earth" is right in front of the courtyard, not far away, just walk there.
Song Qiaoxi talked like a little sparrow all the way, and she never let go of Chu Jin's wrist from beginning to end.
The uncles and aunts who met on the road also greeted them with a smile. Everyone in the courtyard regarded Chu Jin as a member of the Song family.
"Congratulations, Editor-in-Chief Song, Teacher Qiao, your family of four has moved to a new home."
"Congratulations on the housewarming, Editor-in-Chief Song, is this considered to be both sons and daughters?"
"Xixi, are you and your little brother fighting for a room when you move to a new house?"
"Xiao Chujin, will she change her name to Sister Song Qiaoxi in the future?"
…
Nuo dumplings are so lively and energetic, as long as she can answer any questions she can answer, aunts and uncles like to talk to her more.
It was the last question, she really couldn't answer it, and she looked desperately for help.
Chu Jin, who was a head taller than himself, was silent from beginning to end, but when he saw uncles and aunts who greeted him, he would politely nod his head in greeting.
The uncle who asked this question of "change his name to his sister" just asked casually, and no one cared if the child didn't answer.
A few adults chatted with their parents and walked away with their bicycles.
Seeing that Chu Jin didn't answer, Song Qiaoxi turned around and forgot about it.
As soon as they reached the entrance of the Northeast Restaurant, Mom and Dad went to find a seat first. Song Qiaoxi was attracted by the large water tank at the entrance of the restaurant.
There are several big and big ones in the water tank... babe.
They are staring at her with big eyes and small eyes, looking at each other.
Curiously, I probed in, but I was afraid and wanted to see, and my palms were sweating nervously.
Hanging his head, he grabbed Chu Jin's almost fleshless wrist with one hand, wiped the sweat on his dress with the other hand, and turned it back up again.
The restaurant is a bit noisy. It's lunch time. This restaurant has a large quantity and good taste. It is very popular with the neighbors of the courtyard. People come and go very lively.
After changing hands, I was just about to take Chu Jin to the hall to find my parents, but suddenly I heard above my head, Chu Jin said something indifferently, "You are not my sister, I will never call you sister in this life."
Um
Nuo Tuanzi raised his head, blinked his eyes, and then smiled brightly, "I wasn't your sister at all, and we weren't born by a parent."
After answering, he realized that Chu Jin was still thinking about the question his neighbor's uncle asked just now.
"Well, it's good that you know."
Chu Jin, who had no expression on the way, smiled slightly at this time.
Song Qiaoxi shrugged, dragged him into the hall, and walked towards the direction where her mother beckoned.
Chu Jin let her hold his wrist, Nuo Tuanzi's little hand was soft and a little wet, he was used to being dragged by her wherever he went.
Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao smiled at him at the big round table.
He doesn't like to laugh, but to them, Chu Jin, who doesn't like to laugh, will smile lightly in return.
Chu Jin knew in his heart that he still could not accept living in the Song family.
The small boiler room downstairs is his last bottom line for maintaining his self-esteem.
But the Song family carefully maintained his dignity from the beginning to the end, and the little boy remembered all his tolerance and kindness towards him.
From that day on, Uncle Song, Aunt Qiao, and Song Qiaoxi became the bottom line that he couldn't cross in his heart.
Chu Jin, the little soul floating in the lonely ocean, finally has a harbor that he can rely on.
The name of the harbor is "home".
Uncles and aunts are his relatives who are not related by blood, just like parents.
And Song Qiaoxi, absolutely impossible, is his unrelated sister.
Never considered her a sister.
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1998 was the year of reform.
In the Spring Festival Gala in 1999, the sketch "Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow" once summed up the year.
"The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the land, and the Chinese people are really struggling..."
In 1998, the school where Qiao Qin worked purchased a batch of Pentium computers, and the higher vocational education was renamed as a college.
Qiao Qin has personally experienced the dividends brought by the reform. The school has been upgraded to an undergraduate degree, and their treatment as teachers has also improved.
Computers suddenly entered the homes of ordinary people from a mysterious high-end luxury.
No, at the end of the year, when the newspaper office uniformly purchased computers, it also gave employees a benefit, and employees could buy Windows 98 Pentium computers at preferential prices.
Not 20,000 yuan, not 10,000 yuan, just 9,999 yuan.
Although Wang's mother does not take care of Wang Junyang much in her daily life, she can always satisfy him in material aspects.
Wang Junyang's family bought a computer before the summer vacation and spent more than 20,000 yuan.
Song Qiaoxi went to his house to play on the computer several times, and his house also installed a dial-up Internet service to browse the web.
Yang Yang subscribed to the magazine "Software and CD-ROM", and each issue of the magazine will send a game CD-ROM.
Nuo dumplings, who love freshness, are of course very interested in computers. No child can resist computer games, right
Not even Chu Jin could completely refuse.
Nuo Tuanzi also accidentally discovered that Chu Jin showed a strong interest in computers.
When everyone crowded in front of the computer, Chu Jin never crowded with them. Only when there was no one would he sit in front of the computer and play with it.
When Chu Jin leaves the computer, it will not be long before Wang Junyang is often heard mourning, "Who broke my record again!"
But at the end of 1998, 10,000 yuan was not a small amount.
Several mothers in the courtyard gathered to discuss whether to buy a computer for their home, taking advantage of the employee welfare price at the newspaper.
Qiao Qin is a very discerning woman. All the teachers in her school have conducted information training courses and learned Pinyin input method and Wubi input method.
She believes that letting children master the use of computers earlier can better broaden the horizons of the dolls.
Going home that night, after discussing with Song Jianguo, the couple decided to buy a computer for Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin.
The clumsy "big back" computer was finally placed in the room next to Song Qiaoxi.
Chu Jin never slept in that room all night, and finally this room became the study of the Song family.
However, he often came to play the piano, and he also developed a set of piano lessons for Song Qiaoxi, which was posted on Nuo Tuanzi's desk.
Practice three days a week, one hour each time.
It's a pity that Song Qiaoxi has lost interest in piano since the computer was added at home.
She found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't play as well as Chu Jin.
Playing the piano is not the same as learning English. In English, she is confident that she can catch up to Chu Jin's level a little bit, and even reach the same level as him.
But the piano...
The cub is too difficult, a pair of small hands is not strong!
Black and white piano keys are even more so, they know cubs, cubs don't know them...
In addition, Wang Junyang's "warmhearted" shared a bunch of fun game discs, such as "The Legend of Jin Yong Heroes", "Peerless Double Pride", "Heartbeat Memories"...
Compared with the tedious and boring scale practice, the joy of an RPG role-playing game makes Song Qiaoxi no longer interested in practicing the piano.
It's better to let her lie on the bed and read novels and comic books.
The popularity of "Three Minutes", my parents didn't really say anything about it, and it was fulfilled again in Song Qiaoxi.
Today is Friday, and it is the fixed time for piano practice that I agreed with Chu Jin.
After school, Chu Jin didn't go back to the boiler room and went home with her directly.
Xiao Nuo Tuan cried and followed his butt into the house.
Chu Jin and she both have home keys, and the key around their neck has become a decoration, so they pick it up and put it in the shoe cabinet at the door.
Before sitting on the piano bench, just thinking about it, I began to feel pain all over my body.
She suddenly understood Ding Yi, why as soon as he studied, he had problems everywhere in his body, and when he drew cartoons, his whole body was full of energy, and staying up late was no problem.
Letting her practice the piano also makes her whole body hurt. Playing on the computer or reading idle books makes her stay up all night full of energy...
Chu Jin put down her schoolbag, took her hand to wash it, opened the door of the study and sat on the piano bench.
The piano bench is very spacious, more than enough for two children. He tilted his head and said in a serious tone: "Climb the scales first, and then practice the "Green Sleeves" learned on Monday twice."
Song Qiaoxi opened the lid of the piano sadly, she really didn't want to practice the piano today.
Today is Friday, tomorrow is the weekend, the happiest time is not Saturday and Sunday, but the time after school on Friday.
There are still two days of good days waiting, so Friday night is the fastest.
On an ordinary Friday without a piano, she could read comics and novels in Chujin's boiler room with Wang Junyang, Ding Yi, and Ding Miao.
After that, a few cubs went to the gate of the compound together, put together the rest of the pocket money this week, and bought fried skewers to eat!
What big vegetarian chicken, cabbage, ham sausage, rice cake, quail eggs, fish steak...
Brushed with salty and sweet sauce, sprinkled with cumin powder, a large amount of fragrant fried skewers were brought to Wang Junyang's house, and they were eaten while watching the VCD.
Three little boys drink Jianlibao, she and Miaomiao drink Wangzai milk...
It's so cool just thinking about it!
"let's start."
Chu Jinqing's cold and cold voice echoed in his ears.
Song Qiaoxi's thoughts moved from the "fireworks" full of fried skewers scene, back to playing the piano, which "doesn't eat human fireworks".
He really lived up to the expectations of his parents. He was a very strict and unsmiling teacher...
Nuo Tuanzi had tried joking with Chu Jin before, diverting attention, pulling on Chu Jin's sleeve and begging him, shouting that he was hungry, and a series of other behaviors to avoid practicing the piano, but he never succeeded.
Suddenly, she had an idea and remembered a trick Ding Yi taught her.
Although... ...
A little guilty, but now I really want to eat fried skewers wow!
Usually, after Chu Jin finished teaching her, he would lock himself in the room and practice for an extra hour. What if he secretly went out to buy a fried skewer while he was practicing
I don't know if it's because of daring, or because of the "fried string of waste oil". Anyway, it's because of the "rebellious" feeling in my heart that I don't want to play the piano anymore.
What Song Qiaoxi is most afraid of is Ru Ruo telling Chu Jin that she doesn't want to play the piano, what if he gets angry? What if he is sad and sad
Chu Jin bought her "John Thompson's Easy Piano Tutorial" with the New Year's red envelope, carefully designed the teaching plan and timetable, and focused on training for her weaknesses.
It's not that he can't see Chu Jin's efforts.
It's just that I really have no interest in playing the piano at all...
This complex mentality of being cowardly, afraid, and not wanting to disappoint the other party, and wanting to sneak out to play, made Nuo Tuanzi make a "crazy" move at the moment.
Malingering... ...
She held her hands open on the keys in preparation, lowered her head to cover her stomach and started muttering to herself, "Whoops..."
"What's wrong?" Chu Jin frowned, looked at her face with concern, and held Song Qiaoxi's shoulder with one hand, "What's wrong?"
"Stomachache... ... "
It's the first time that pretending to be sick is the real thing.
"I'll call Uncle Song and ask him to take you to the hospital."
Chu Jin stood up calmly, turned around and walked towards the living room.
"No, no, I, I'll just lie on the bed for a while, I ate too much at the 'small dining table' at noon..."
This is true. Grandpa Sun burned the delicious minced meat tofu and chestnut braised pork at noon today, and he accidentally ate a lot.
Because the soup of chestnut braised pork was too tempting, after she had eaten all the meat, she even asked Grandpa Sun to add a spoonful of rice and dipped it into the braised pork soup to eat it all up.
"Pay you to go to bed and rest for a while?"
With Chu Jin's help, Xiao Nuo Tuan looked at his face and returned to the room tremblingly while covering his stomach.
He slipped on his slippers, hugged the pillow, and lay down on his own little bed.
"Go and practice the piano, don't worry about me,"
Beckoning to Chu Jin, Song Qiaoxi tried her best to control her joy, and only hoped that he would leave soon.
I didn't expect that Ding Yi's trick of "pretending to be sick" would work so well
But he didn't mean to leave at all. He helped her to open the quilt, and wrapped the dumplings like a baby, "I'll fill you with a hot water bottle. Did you drink the wind on the way back to get some cool air?"
In the winter in the north, the residential buildings are all centrally heated, and the heating is very hot.
The child was already very angry, and wished to wear short-sleeved shorts at home. Song Qiaoxi was still wearing cotton wool pants and sweater, and only took off the cotton jacket.
She was covered with a thick quilt at the moment, and she was nervous, covering her forehead with sweat, and said hurriedly, "No, no, you can practice the piano, me, I'm a little sleepy now, let me rest for a while. Enough."
Until Chu made one step and three turns and left the bedroom, the beautiful piano next door rang...
Song Qiaoxi slapped off the quilt, sat up from the bed, panted heavily with her hands, and her heart was pounding, which was exciting and novel.
Take the big doll out of the closet and put it into the quilt lightly to create the illusion of someone in the quilt.
He kicked the pocket money, walked to the door silently like a thief, changed his shoes and went out, and even closed the door very carefully, hardly making a sound.
From beginning to end, the door to the study was closed.
After the scale practice, Chu Jin played "Wedding in a Dream", and the smooth and beautiful piano sound flowed out from the crack of the door uninterruptedly.
Running downstairs at the fastest speed, Song Qiaoxi was running in the courtyard, like a little yellow ying who was only happy, and she could still hear the sound of the piano from far away.
It reassured her a lot, Chu Jin was still playing the piano, and he definitely didn't realize that he had sneaked out.
There were a lot of people at the kushikatsu stall in front of the courtyard. When it was her turn, Xiao Nuo Tuan happily ordered her favorite fried ham, fried eggs, fried fresh milk and rose rice cake skewers.
While waiting for Chuan'er, he was still muttering in his heart, Chu Jin never eats fried skewers, and every time he watches her eat it.
The auntie who was frying the skewers acted swiftly, putting a plastic bag on the stainless steel tray, and placing the fried skewers directly on the head.
Different skewers should be brushed with different secret sauces and seasoning powders. For example, fried quail eggs are coated with bread crumbs, sprinkled with seasoning powder mixed with sesame salt and crushed peanuts, and ham sausages should be brushed with a layer of Sesame sauce, sprinkle with sesame and cumin powder, and a thin layer of condensed milk will be applied to the surface of the fried fresh milk. After the rose rice cake is fried, sprinkle with white sugar.
The aunt put on her sleeves, handed the tray to Song Qiaoxi, and told her with a smile, "Blow the frying milk first, girl, be careful it's hot."
"Okay, thank you auntie!"
Full of promise, with a sweet smile.
Emma, I'm so greedy for the cubs.
The little nose leaned in and smelled it first, it was really fragrant!
The bread crumbs on the skin of the fried egg are crunchy and crunchy, and the crumbs are chewed off, and the salty and sweet sesame salt and crushed peanuts are full of fragrance.
Needless to say, the ham sausage is full of satisfaction when you bite down. The fried fresh milk has to be gently bitten off the outer skin. Be careful that the pulp will burn your tongue, and the thick milk flavor and the sweet taste of condensed milk will linger on the tip of the tongue.
At the end, the rose rice cake with sugar grains ends, sticky, glutinous, and non-sticky, with a slight sweetness and a hint of rose sweetness, as if you are in a rose garden.
While eating, the intoxicated little head swayed, tsk tsk tsk, how could Chu Jin not appreciate such delicious food
What a pity... ...
Wait, what time is it
After eating delicious food, Nuo Tuan suddenly forgot the time.
He hurriedly stuffed the last bite of the rose rice cake into his mouth, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his mouth at random, then ran towards the newly built family building.
Running downstairs to Unit 1 of Building 5, Song Qiaoxi listened, her heart sank suddenly.
Why is there no piano sound
She clambered up to the fifth floor, Xiaokou gasped in front of the house, and found that the piano really stopped!
Could it be that Chu Jin had found out that he was feigning illness and sneaked out
It's over, he'll definitely be angry!
Holding the last bit of luck, Song Qiaoxi gritted her teeth, so let's sneak in. What if Chu Jin didn't realize that he had sneaked out while reading the piano score
The little meat touched his chest with his hand...
Um
Looking down, his chest was empty and there was nothing.
Where's the home key? !