After wandering around the door for a long time, Song Qiaoxi hesitated whether to ring the doorbell.
As soon as he raised his hand, the security door opened with a creak.
Chu Jin turned the backlight behind him, pulled the door handle, and looked at her condescendingly.
Nuo Tuanzi didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, he lowered his head and looked around in a panic...
Hey, if there is a crack in the ground at this time, she must want to "slip" and get in
At this moment, I can't hide it, I must have the "sweet fragrance" of fried skewers all over my body, and maybe there are sesame seeds hanging from the corners of my mouth.
"Uh, Nei, I just got no stomach pain, I was a little hungry, and then I went out to eat some fried skewers, and I forgot to get the key... "
Song Qiaoxi was very acquainted, so she simply made a move.
In front of someone who can see through you at a glance, choosing "confession and leniency" may also get "leniency".
Chu Jin stepped aside, let her in, and remained silent.
He didn't even dare to look up to see his expression, he changed his slippers at the door in a panic, and dragged his head to the bathroom to wash his hands, and by the way, he washed his greasy mouth.
When he came out of the bathroom, he flicked the water in his hand, and looked up at Shang Chu with a concerned look.
"Come to the study, I have something to tell you."
With a calm face, holding a glass of water in his hand, he pushed open the door of the study.
Ugh... ...
What should come is still coming, and there is no way to hide, it is better to face the "bleak" life, it seems that the autumn will be "settled"...
As soon as he entered the study door, he saw Chu Jin sitting on the piano bench, holding a slightly steaming water cup in both hands.
He wore an off-white sweater today, with a light blue shirt collar turned over at the neckline, and his slightly longer forehead hair covered his neat eyebrows.
Now Chu Jin is sitting beside the piano with his back straight, his slender neck drooping slightly, just like the little prince in a fairy tale.
I thought the boy would be angry, or have a straight face.
But he didn't expect that when he raised his eyes to look at her, his face was as calm as water, his eyes revealed a gentle look, without the slightest anger or dissatisfaction, he nodded lightly to signal her to sit down.
At the end of December, Song Qiaoxi ran all the way back, her face was a little itchy from the cold wind, and she ran in a hurry, this time she really drank the cold wind.
As soon as he sat on the piano bench, he let out a soft burp, quickly covered his mouth with his hands, and glanced at Chu Jin from the corner of his eye.
"Drink some warm water and drink it slowly."
Chu Jin said lightly and handed over the water glass.
"Well... ... "
I just ate fried skewers, and after running for a long time, I was really thirsty.
Although he agreed on his mouth, he still couldn't get rid of the habit of "drinking from cows". The warm water was just in the mouth, and a cup of "ton ton ton" was poured into his stomach.
After drinking, he took a deep breath and tilted his head to look at him.
Chu Jin shook his head as if he had expected that she would not be obedient.
"Hiccup..."
Another soft burp like a small animal, the boy raised his hand and stroked her back.
"Song Qiaoxi..."
Chu Jin rarely called her by her first name, but when she called it so suddenly, Nuo Tuanzi's "cold wind belch" was directly suppressed.
"I hope..." The boy's voice was quiet and clear, after a pause, he continued, "I won't force you to do what you don't like. I hope in the future, if you don't like it or don't want to do it, just tell me directly, is it okay?"
Chu Jin finished speaking calmly, without the meaning of "settlement" in it.
"I... ... "
Song Qiaoxi suddenly didn't know what to answer, and felt that her behavior just now was so stupid.
Also, why can't I tell Chu Jin directly
If Wang Junyang and Ding Yi were replaced, she would always say "no" firmly, and she would not force herself to do things she didn't like.
Kuren was replaced by Chu Jin, and Nuo Tuanzi just imagined that he felt as if he could not refuse him.
Who would refuse Chu Jinwa, when he thought of his beautiful eyes, stared into yours, and asked softly, "Do you practice the piano?"
Who can refuse
too difficult... ...
"Are you afraid of me?" Chu Jin asked, his voice soft and soft.
afraid
Of course not afraid.
Shaking his head firmly, two long ponytails swept over his shoulders.
Chu Jin: "I'm not afraid, so why don't you dare to say it?"
Today's Chu Jin, the words have become extraordinarily large, as if the two have switched.
Song Qiaoxi, who was always "chattering" incessantly, became mute instead.
Of course she is not afraid of Chu Jin, but afraid of his disappointment...
He taught so hard, but he couldn't learn well, not only was not good at optics, but also had no interest at all. Playing the piano sometimes felt like "torture" to her.
I'd rather spend this hour listening to English tapes or memorizing words than climbing scales.
And because he cared about Chu Jin very much, he didn't dare to speak directly to him.
"Can you tell me the reason? Is it because I usually urge you to practice the piano, is it too fierce? Or do you think the piano lessons three times a week are too many? If it's my problem, I'm willing to change it, and I don't want you to be afraid of me changing. I was too scared to say anything, even in school... "
Chu Jin's voice was low, and at the end, his head dropped even lower.
The pale back of the neck bent down like a swan with broken wings, revealing a touch of fragile beauty.
Sighing slightly, Song Qiaoxi poked her fingers.
Thinking of this period of time, it is true that because of the pressure of practicing the piano, I was not very willing to talk to Chu Jin at school.
Scratching his head, he grinned awkwardly, "Would you be unhappy if I said, I found out that I don't like playing the piano at all?"
Chu Jin was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at her, his eyes were full of surprise, his pale lips opened and closed, "I thought..."
"Alas... At the beginning, I just said I wanted to learn the piano on a whim. Actually, I don't like playing the piano at all, I... I just like listening to you play the piano."
Song Qiaoxi scratched her head, feeling that she should tell the truth.
"Chu Jin, do you understand? That is, oh, how to describe it? Look, it's like I like to eat all kinds of delicious food, but I don't want to learn to cook, I just like to eat... "
Uh, this example seems a little wrong
Putting his forehead on Chu Jin's shoulder in frustration, Nuo Tuanzi felt that his language was too poor, and he didn't know if Chu Jin could understand it.
He lightly tapped his forehead a few times on Chu Jin's shoulder, and said what he said in his heart, "I'm just afraid that you will be unhappy. You have spent so much time teaching me, spending money on piano scores, and giving out a practice report every week, just... .. You are so attentive, I said at this time that I don't want to practice anymore, I'm afraid you will get angry... "
Chu Jin was silent for a long time, until Song Qiaoxi thought he was really unhappy.
He moved his forehead away from his shoulder, and looked at Chu Jin's face with the lid of the piano.
The peach blossom eyes seemed to have a thin mist, he pursed his lips tightly, and frowned slightly, as if thinking.
Reaching out his hand and shaking it in front of his eyes, the boy grabbed her fleshy wrist and turned his head to look directly into Xiao Nuotuan's eyes, "I won't be unhappy or angry, I won't practice the piano today, and I won't in the future. Practice, you can play on the computer."
"Really?"
Unexpectedly, Chu Jin agreed so readily, and Song Qiaoxi was even ready to "save" her poor piano skills again...
"Really, but I have one condition."
Chu Jin's tone was calm and his eyes were bright.
Song Qiaoxi hugged his arm, "I promise you!"
"I haven't even said it yet..." The corners of Chu Jin's lips finally curved, and his finger tapped Song Qiaoxi's forehead, "In the future, you must tell me the truth, if you don't like or do things you don't want to do, you have to talk to me. I'll say it straight."
"Okay, then you promise not to be angry. If you are angry or unhappy, I won't dare to say it."
Nodding heavily, as if Chu made a promise, Xiao Nuo Tuan unknowingly made his own request.
"Well." The boy nodded solemnly, stretched out his hand to pull the hook with her, "I will pull the hook with you, promise not to get angry."
After the hook was sealed, Song Qiaoxi was completely relieved.
Sit in front of the computer desk in the study, press the button to turn on the main computer, and listen to the pleasant sound of the main computer running "click, click, click" to open the CD-ROM package.
Most of the whole pack of CDs were given to her by Wang Junyang, and there were also a small number of puzzle games that her mother bought for her and Chu Jin.
"Do you really like playing computer games so much that you won't get tired of playing computer games?"
Hearing Chu Jin reopen the piano cover, he asked himself softly.
"Well, the computer won't get tired of it, the game is so fun!"
Turning over the game CD in his hand, without raising his head, he subconsciously answered Chu Jin.
It was dazzling to pick and choose, and in the end I took a piece of "The Legend of Jin Yong's Heroes", played it happily, and thoughtfully turned the volume to the minimum, turned his head and said to Chu Jin, "You practice yours, don't worry about it. I."
It was Chu Jin's thoughtful eyes.
He nodded, got up and took out a sheet of music from the piano bench.
In his ears, Chu Jin played "Gypsy Rondo", the tune was cheerful, and he manipulated the mouse to play "The Legend of Jin Yong Heroes".
I couldn't help laughing when I thought that I wouldn't have to practice the piano any more.
Looking back at Chu Jin, who is playing the piano like a little prince, sticking out his tongue, this little day is happy like a fairy!
At half past nine in the evening, before going to bed, Song Qiaoxi climbed onto the small windowsill of the room and opened the curtains.
The little nose leaned against the glass window and looked at the boiler room. The heating in the room was burning vigorously, and the whole body was hot, like a small stove, only the tip of the nose was cool.
Chu Jin's window had the curtains drawn, and the light was dimly lit.
He hasn't slept yet
As if there was a tacit understanding, Chu Jin's curtain suddenly opened, and a familiar figure appeared in the window.
The dumpling waved at him, but he was too far away, and he couldn't see the expression clearly even after five floors.
I don't know, will he still have nightmares like he did when he was a child
Putting his entire face on the glass, he breathed and said softly, "Good night, Chu Jin."
Climbing down from the windowsill and stepping on the floor with bare feet, I suddenly thought of the "Peter Pan" I watched recently. The beautiful and lovely fairy can do magic.
Immediately, he had an idea and climbed up the window sill again.
The two little hands clasped together, like holding a handful of fairy powder, and blew lightly in the direction of the boiler room, "Chu Jin, let me cast a magic on you, give you a handful of sweet dream powder, never nightmares."
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Saturday was originally a "date day" for Song Qiaoxi and her father, but Song's father received several calls early in the morning.
He should have rested today, but it looks like he has encountered something difficult.
Dad kept apologizing to Nuo Tuanzi and promised to make it up next week. After that, he hurriedly put on his jacket, took his briefcase and went out.
There was also a hint of worry on my mother's face. There are always many things in the world of adults, which are incomprehensible from the perspective of children.
After her father went downstairs, she was lying on the windowsill, looking at the uncles and aunts of several printing factories gathered downstairs, she was very emotional.
I also saw Ding Yi and Ding Miao's father rushing over in a coat, and Wang Junyang's father also ran from the direction of Building 1.
Then a group of people talked and walked to the gate of the compound with their father.
At dinner time, Dad came back.
When he entered the door, his face was exhausted, but when he saw Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, he still raised his spirits and joked with them.
After dinner, she wiped the table and swept the floor.
There were only two cubs in the small restaurant, and both parents were in the kitchen, so it was hard to hear what the two adults were murmuring with the door closed.
"What happened today? I saw a lot of uncles and aunts from the printing factory downstairs in the morning. Did you hear what they said?"
Song Qiaoxi had already wiped the table twice, and brought a yellow rag to Chu Jin's side.
Chu Jin shook his head, "I don't know."
"All right... "
Take a rag in your hand to the bathroom to wash it, and then spread it out on the dining table.
Tonight, my mother made the spicy chicken with spicy twist. It's not spicy, but it's a little numb, and there's a little too much pepper.
Song Qiaoxi, who had already slept for a while, got up from the bed, licked her chapped lips, and glanced at the bunny alarm clock on the bedside table, it was 11 o'clock in the evening.
The radiator is next to her bedside. Although the interior is warm in the north in winter, it is easy to dry out the mouth. I ate a lot of crispy fried twists for dinner, and I am even more thirsty now.
Wearing pink long clothes and long pants, he lifted the quilt and got off the bed, stepped on the bunny slippers, and wanted to go to the living room to pour a glass of water.
When I opened the door, I found the living room light was still on.
Sitting on the sofa are Dad, Mom, and... Uncle Ding
The atmosphere was a bit weird, Yiyi and Miaomiao's father was the tallest and strongest among the fathers.
But at this moment, Uncle Ding, who is tall and big, is like a child who has done something wrong, his head is deeply lowered, and one hand rests on the brow bone.
"Your sister-in-law and their textile factories have not been doing well in the past two years. They closed down when they said they went bankrupt. They were the first batch of layoffs. As a result, the new leader of our newspaper office restructured the printing factory at this juncture," Uncle Ding said in a muffled voice. Yes, with a strong nasal voice, not as cheerful as usual, "Brother Song, I really have no choice, even my workshop director will be laid off..."
"I only found out today. I went to the old boss early in the morning to ask about the situation. He just retired and the procedures were completed. The factory has indeed had some problems over the years..."
Dad patted Uncle Ding on the shoulder, and the two whispered something.
My mother said, "Let's all think of a way, Brother Ding, if you have any difficulties, tell us that it took some money to renovate the new house, but Jianguo and I still have some savings. You and your sister-in-law can speak if you need it."
There was a log grid screen at the entrance of Song Qiaoxi's room, which just blocked the view of the living room.
What does "lay off" mean
Before she could understand, she heard an unfamiliar whimper.
"It's okay for us adults to endure hardship, but we have to suffer for two children..."
Uncle Ding seems to be crying
It turns out that a strong man like Uncle Ding can also cry
Song Qiaoxi ran to the bathroom, took her kitty towel, wet it with warm water, and wring it out.
Under the surprised eyes of my parents, they timidly handed it to Uncle Ding, "Uncle Ding, wipe your face."
Nuo Tuanzi is eight years old, and his speech is still sweet and soft.
Xu Shi was comforted by such a small child, reminding Dad Ding of the two children at home.
Instead, he couldn't control his emotions, so he lowered his head and sobbed twice, "Thank you Xixi, my uncle and aunt have worked in factories all their lives, but they suffered from lack of culture, unlike your parents who are college students."
Uncle Ding took the towel in Nuo Dumpling's hand, wiped his face, raised his head and smiled at her.
Although, that smiling face looks uglier than crying.
"Xixi must study hard in the future and get admitted to a famous university. Uncles and aunts are your negative examples. Now everything depends on your education. Without education, you can't do anything..."
Uncle Ding shook his head, his eyes were red and swollen, he got up shaking and went to the bathroom.
Seeing Uncle Ding like this, Xiao Nuo Tuan was a little scared and took two steps back to his father's arms.
Dad Song hugged her and sat on his lap, touching Song Qiaoxi's little curly head.
"Dad, what is 'laid off'?"
Blinking his eyes, he frowned and asked his father in a low voice.
Dad licked the broken hair in her ear, "Laid off, that is, there is no job, I am unemployed, and I have to find a way to find another job."
"I don't have a job, can I find another job? Didn't I say before that my uncles and aunts work hard in the factory, so I'll find a better job that is not so hard, so I can earn more money?"
Song Qiaoxi still didn't quite understand the true meaning of "laid-off".
Uncle Ding came out of the bathroom with sparkling water droplets on his face. He shook his head and smiled bitterly as if he heard the words of Nuo Dumpling.
My mother hurriedly said, "Brother Ding, Xixi is ignorant, and there is nothing wrong with children's words."
"That Xixi, tell Uncle Ding, what kind of job do you think can make a lot of money?"
Uncle Ding waved to his mother and asked her with a smile.
This time, Uncle Ding's smile was a little bit prettier than before.
She really frowned and thought about it for a long time, her fingers were entangled, and she suddenly slapped her forehead.
Got it!
"Uncle, your barbecue is so delicious, why don't you open a barbecue restaurant? Or you can open a restaurant. The sauerkraut dumplings and mutton dumplings made by uncle and aunt are especially delicious. You and aunt will open a restaurant, and then we will let the courtyard If everyone else goes to your house to eat, you can make a lot of small money!"
Song Qiaoxi looked at Uncle Ding's eyes very seriously, and told him the ideas that had just occurred to him.
"Brother Ding, don't take the words of a child seriously..." Mom filled the teacup in front of Uncle Ding with water, smiled awkwardly, turned her head and shook her head at Song Qiaoxi, "Xixi, go back to sleep."
"Brother and sister, hey, don't say it, I think Xixi's proposal is a good one," Uncle Ding's eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't look so depressed, he asked with a smile, "Daughter, you said that uncle cooked the barbecue. Yummy?"
Song Qiaoxi, who has no experience in product identification, has no experience in eating, but no one in the courtyard knows that Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin's daughter's little mouths are the most tricky.
As long as Song Qiaoxi says it's delicious, it can't be wrong.
There were even uncles and aunts who got married and made a special trip to let the Song family take their daughters to try the dishes.
Nodding his head, the glutinous dumpling said solemnly: "It's really delicious, Uncle Ding gave us a barbecue for the 'Little Five People' during the summer vacation. The stove at the door of the boiler room, grilled lamb skewers and chicken wings are especially good. After eating, I also made a tinfoil grilled eggplant and vermicelli scallops, and the garlic sauce that Uncle Ding made is very fragrant, which is different from what other barbecue restaurants do.”
"Our daughter is so rude, it's okay, Xixi thinks it's delicious, it must pass the test, then uncle will listen to you, open a barbecue stall with your aunt, we Qizhou people love to eat barbecue. "
Uncle Ding slapped his thigh and laughed heartily.
Dad Song quickly covered his daughter's mouth, and with the other hand he took a kumquat from the coffee table and stuffed it into her mouth, "Brother Ding, let's think about it again, my daughter has a small mouth and no one can handle the door. Just listen to what the children say. You can discuss it with your sister-in-law when you come back. I, Song Jianguo, put those words away. You and your sister-in-law can come to us at any time if you need it. "
The glutinous dumplings chewed the sweet and sour kumquats hard, and wanted to help Uncle Ding's "career" again.
In the end, before she could swallow the kumquats, Uncle Ding got up and said goodbye in the midst of her murmurs.
When Uncle Ding left, he remembered that he was here to drink water.
Holding my mother's water cup "ton ton ton", I poured water into my stomach, wiped my mouth and exhaled, and finally I was no longer thirsty.
Dad put her on the sofa, and together with mom, cleaned up the melon seeds and husks on the coffee table.
Song Qiaoxi leaned on the back of the sofa, tilted her head and said to herself, "So, adults cry too?"
In my impression, my parents and my friends' parents are all powerful figures, and they are all powerful and powerful, and nothing can be difficult for them.
And today I heard Uncle Ding cry so sad...
I just realized that adults cry too.
Crying your nose is not the patent of children
"Of course I cry. Uncle Ding came to talk to his parents because he was in a bad mood. You can understand that. Uncle Ding has lost some things temporarily, but he will definitely get better in the future."
Mom put away the used water cup on the coffee table and answered Xiao Nuo Tuan.
Song Qiaoxi seemed to understand a truth in ignorance. Although adults can cry, the reason for crying seems to be different from that of children.
Wang Junyang and Ding Yi cry most of the time because they can't get anything.
The other children in the courtyard are also, if their parents do not meet their requirements, they will roll around and cry on the ground.
Children, most of the reason they cry, are eager to get.
Lord, the reason for crying is because of loss.
However, not all children cry.
She has cried herself, she has seen Wang Junyang cry, she has seen Ding Yi cry, and Ding Miao has also dropped Jin Doudou when she is angry with herself.
Only Chu Jin, only once, when he was sleeping, had a nightmare, did he see the tears hanging on his pale cheeks.
But, that shouldn't be considered actively crying, right
It seemed that among all the children Song Qiaoxi had come into contact with, only Chu Jin had that clear and cold face at all times.
Is he a child who can't cry
Could it be that Chu Jin doesn't have anything he wants