Chu Jin stood at the door, wearing only a thin off-white sweater and black corduroy trousers, with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
I don't know if it was because I just woke up, but there was a layer of mist in my eyes.
The others did not stand upright as usual, leaning against the door frame slightly, with their hands in their pockets, and the whole person looked soft.
"You, you get up early..."
Song Qiaoxi put her hands behind her back and slowly moved towards the family building.
"What are you doing early in the morning? Don't tie your hair, don't tell me to come out for a morning run?"
Chu Jin's voice was lazy and a little hoarse, his eyelids seemed a little heavy, and his eyes were not fully opened.
"I had enough food last night, and I got up early for a walk."
Xiao Nuo Tuan really doesn't lie, with a low voice like a mosquito, secretly aiming at Chu Jin's reaction, his two short legs continued to move towards the family building.
Chu saw through her "lie" at a glance, seeing that she was sneaky and there was something hidden behind her, something she definitely didn't want him to know, and didn't say much.
Shaking his head and smiling, he said very cooperatively, "It's too cold in the morning. Next time you go out for a walk, put on more clothes and a hat."
Song Qiaoxi nodded in relief.
Emma, fortunately, Chu did not find out!
Clumsily hiding the scroll with his body, he turned and ran into the building.
Since the last time she forgot her home keys and was caught in the bag, she would check to see if she had the keys before she went out. She looked down at her chest, the keys were there, and she was relieved.
It was not yet six o'clock when we entered the house.
Huh
Usually my parents get up very early in the morning, but today it's strange that I haven't gotten up at this point until now.
I don't know what they were doing last night.
"Didn't you go to bed early?"
Song Qiaoxi muttered to herself, shrugged, took Ding Yi's painting, and went back to her hut to work.
She put the group photo of the "Little Gang of Five" on a glue stick, pasted it on the finished cardboard "Certificate of Award", and raised her hands to blow on the glue.
Mei tsk tsk admired it for a long time, and after confirming that it was completely dry, she carefully rolled up the award certificate and went to the bathroom to find a headband with a small strawberry to tie it up.
After packing up the schoolbag, washing up, and changing clothes, I heard a "ding ding dong dong" sound in my parents' room.
"Song Jianguo, last night was not..." Mom opened the door with a "crash", she came out anxiously with her hair tied up, fastened the strap of her nightgown, turned her attention to Song Qiaoxi, "Xi Xi , have you washed up? Mommy steamed a custard bun for you, and steamed a vegetable bun for Chu Jin for breakfast, okay?"
"I've finished washing up, Mom, I like to eat custard buns!"
Xiao Nuo Tuan agreed, sitting on the sofa and turning on the TV.
Yu Guang saw his mother rushing into the kitchen, and he didn't forget to say to her, "Xixi, will you learn to braid your own hair in the future, if one day your mother and Chu Jin are not around, you will go to school with your hair disheveled? "
Mom went into the kitchen to work, Song Qiaoxi put down the remote control, and the morning news began to play on the TV.
She wanted to help out in the kitchen, to find something she could do.
As soon as I stood up, I heard a movement at the door, and my mother stuck her head out of the kitchen, "I'm done? Auntie is boiling water. The buns will be hot soon. I'll make egg white soup for the two of you and put some sesame oil. I also steamed some red sausage."
"Hello Auntie." Chu Jin said hello politely and glanced at Song Qiaoxi, "Let me tie her hair."
"Success, thank you for being here," Mother Song glanced at Father Song who came out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in hand, and waved to him, "Song Jianguo, you also follow Chu Jin to learn how to braid Xixi, Look at the two of you, without Chu Jinzhen and I, nothing can be done, if you two are left at home by yourself, I think this family will be paralyzed."
"Then I will never leave you!"
Song Qiaoxi didn't change her voice, she still gave a sweet little milky voice, cupping her head on her mother's waist.
"Silly girl, you really want to stay at home for the rest of your life, then you won't fall in love or marry when you grow up? Don't you want to travel around the world to be your great photographer?"
Mom had water in her hands, so instead of rubbing her head as usual, she touched her with her elbow.
Nuo Tuanzi didn't care, rubbed her face in her mother's arms, "I don't want to get married, I'll just stay with you, Chu Jin won't marry, so I can comb my braids every day, and I can take you with me. Travel around the world wow?"
"Chu Jin will marry a daughter-in-law in the future, not a man, a girl will marry a man, and a boy will marry a daughter-in-law." Mom smiled and kissed her forehead, smiled at Chu Jin, lowered her head and said to her daughter, "So you Hurry up and learn to braid yourself, and if you grow up and marry a wife, you won't be able to braid you."
"Why?"
Song Qiaoxi frowned, and let go of the hand holding her mother's waist, her tone clearly unhappy.
Why is there still such a statement
As my mother spoke, she walked to the kitchen, the smell of steaming buns in the pot filled the room, "Of course you can only braid his daughter-in-law, then you will have to call your brother's daughter-in-law 'sister-in-law', okay? Come on, let Chu Jin help you tie up your hair, and eat right away."
Song Qiaoxi pouted, took a small ponytail from the dining room and moved it to the living room, and consciously sat down in front of the TV.
Chu Jin stood behind her with a head rope and a comb, bending over to comb her hair.
The TV broadcasted the morning news. Children didn't like to watch it, but she didn't change the channel. It was my father's habit to get up early to show the news.
Father Song had already finished washing up, so he went to the kitchen to help his mother, came over and turned up the sound of the TV, pinching her fleshy cheeks, "Listen to my mother, Xixi will be nine years old in June, and she will be a big child soon. Now, why don't you tie your own braids, do you want to stick to it all the time, um, little sticky person?"
"dad... ... "
Twisting the belt and shouting with a small temper, Song Qiaoxi crossed her hands on her chest.
When her father left, she looked at the uncle, the anchor who was wearing a suit in the news, with her eyes wide open, with a lot of thought.
If you don't want to get married, you can't live with your parents when you get married. The purpose of coming to this world is to protect your parents.
What's more, from the beginning, I promised the original owner and sister to take good care of my parents, so that my parents can avoid all the unfortunate things in the original plot, and prevent them from any harm.
Just guarding my father and mother, before I turned 20, I helped them resolve all the disasters. In the days after that, the family can be together safely and happily. How wonderful.
But Chu Jin, in the memory of the original book, did not have much intersection with himself.
He seems to belong to this family, but also does not belong to this family, like a non-staff. If Chu Jin grows up, he will really be like what his mother said, marry a daughter-in-law and leave this family. Are you not with them
Think about it another way, as if he hadn't lived at home for a few days in the first place...
and... ...
Just now, my mother said that when Chu Jin wanted to marry a daughter-in-law when he grew up, Chu Jin didn't refute a word? !
Did he acquiesce to what his mother said
All of a sudden, I felt that my whole body was enveloped by a huge "sense of crisis"...
It seemed that in the next second, Chu Jin became a handsome man taller than his father, holding a sister who looked like a "vix spirit" in his hand.
The two stood close together, and the "Fox Spirit" hung on the grown-up Chu Jin like a boneless, smiling maliciously at her.
And Chu Jin waved his hand and smiled at her, smiling like a monster, "Come on, Xixi, call me sister-in-law."
After this brain supplement, Nuo Tuanzi didn't know why, and was very panicked, and his little heart was beating so fast in an instant.
The two little meat hands twisted together nervously, and even the little belly flew around like a small butterfly.
"Marrying a man" and "marrying a daughter-in-law" mean the same thing in Song Qiaoxi's eyes.
It means to leave this home completely, and form a new family with a total stranger.
Just like my mother left my grandparents' house and married my father, I came to Qizhou from Taicheng, the city where my mother grew up, to start a new life.
My father married my mother, and also left my grandparents' house and didn't live with them.
Even if I keep in touch by phone often, I really only meet a few times a year, and when I go back to see the old people during the holidays, I can't stay for a few days.
Also, if Chu Jin becomes a father like his father in the future, will he have a baby
Would you like to put all your energy into your own little home and baby just like your parents
Is she going to call another person she doesn't know "sister-in-law"? !
Chu Jin wants to comb her hair, tie her pigtails, wipe her face, recite English to her, teach her to play the piano...
Thinking of this, Nuo Tuanzi felt a strange emotion in his heart, like grievance and sadness, but it was more sad than simple grievance and sadness.
That feeling was like being "abandoned" by the whole world. Mom and Dad said that she would marry and leave home when she grew up, and Chu Jin would marry a daughter-in-law and leave home when she grew up.
That's not it, they're gone
Blinking and blinking, the eye sockets started to feel sore and slowly became wet...
She bit her lip tightly, trying to hold back her tears.
Chu Jin was still combing her hair, it was too embarrassing to cry at this time.
"Do you want to have a double ponytail, or a ball head?"
With a gentle voice, Chu Jin used a comb to divide her hair into two strands and let it fall down to her chest.
He sniffled and whispered, "It's okay..."
"It's quite cold outside today, so I'll tie you two low ponytails next to your ears so you can wear a hat?"
Chu Jin skillfully held a long smooth hair with one hand, and untied the rope from his wrist with the other hand.
"Um... ... "
He lowered his head and nodded, rubbed his eyes quickly with both hands, choked out a small choking sound, and covered it up with a cough, thinking that no one had found him.
She lowered her head slightly, and cooperatively asked Chu Jin to split her head and make two braids.
But I didn't feel like my hair was being pulled in the first half of the day.
Looking up again, he saw Chu Jin kneeling in front of her on one knee, staring at him with concern on his knee.
"What's wrong?" Chu Jin looked at Song Qiaoxi with a gentle expression, and with the other hand gently wiped a teardrop that rolled down her cheek, "Why are you crying, it hurts you because of your hair?"
"..."
It's fine if you don't ask, but when you ask Song Qiaoxi, you're even more aggrieved.
At this moment, my mother just said, "Chu Jin wants to marry a daughter-in-law when he grows up, so he can't braid you...", and father said, "Little sticky person, do you want to stick to it all the time?", The "sister-in-law of the fox spirit" who made up her mind to laugh so hard...
Piece by piece, everything that happened this early morning piled up.
Chu Jin is going to leave, he will be with others, he will have his own home, and he will never care about her in the future, and he will not even tie his braids...
That indescribable emotion flooded my heart again, stronger than before.
Song Qiaoxi's throat seemed to be blocked by something, the soreness in her eyes became stronger, and the heat in her chest rose uncontrollably, from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, it was hot.
Chu Jin was stunned for a moment.
She watched as Xiao Nuo Tuan's face turned pink, like a red apple, with a puddle of water in her big eyes, and Little White Fang pitifully bit her rosy lips.
A teardrop the size of a bean rolled down his chubby fleshy face, hitting the ground with a "ba da" and hitting his heart as well.
Chu Jin took a tissue from the coffee table and wiped the tears from her face.
But this action is like turning on the faucet of Xiao Nuo Tuan's big eyes. In an instant, the tears fell down, and the little nose made a whimper.
It seemed that he had suffered some great grievances, and he held back and did not dare to speak. That small appearance was pitiful and distressing.
"Woo woo... Chu Jin, you, can you not leave... But, can you, no, don't marry a wife... "
Song Qiaoxi couldn't control her tears, so she wished to bury her head in her chest, sobbing.
Hearing the inexplicable words, Chu was completely at a loss.
He got up and went to the bathroom to wet Song Qiaoxi's bunny towel with warm water, wring it out, and pick up the baby face cream on the shelf.
Walking back, he gently held her tender chin with one hand, raised the little girl's face, and wiped her face with the other.
After wiping, put a hot towel over Xiao Nuo Tuan's eyes, "It's so windy outside, after crying, your eyes will hurt..."
The crying gradually stopped.
Song Qiaoxi's eyes were covered by the hot towel, which was very comfortable.
Hearing Chu Jin comfort her in a soft voice, the grievances in her heart eased a little.
But the matter just now has not been resolved, Xiao Nuo Tuan is not reconciled after all, and he has not received a clear answer to the questions in his head, and Zhi Qiu's stubborn temper has come up again.
He slapped the hot towel off his face, sniffed his nose, and looked up at Chu Jin's eyes, "You haven't answered me yet, can you not leave when you grow up, can you not want a daughter-in-law..."
Chu Jin was still holding a children's face cream with a red mushroom cover in her hand. She wanted to wait for her to finish wiping her face before applying the cream, for fear that her face would hurt when she went out.
He rubbed the skin under his eyes with one hand and looked at Song Qiaoxi with a slight smile.
The little girl who had just cried, her eyes were as red as a bunny, her mouth was slightly swollen, and she was a bright red color. Because of the crying tone, the tone of her voice was very milky and sticky. A little bit of guilt.
especially... ...
When it comes to "can I not have a daughter-in-law", the word "daughter-in-law" is so small that it sounds like a mosquito humming.
He really wanted to know what was in Song Qiaoxi's little head, what was he thinking about every day
Where are you going? Apart from being with Uncle Song, Aunt Qiao and Song Qiaoxi, is there any other place you can go
What's even more ridiculous is "marrying a daughter-in-law", what does a little brat know about "marrying a daughter-in-law"
Aunt Qiao and Uncle Song were clearly teasing her, but Song Qiaoxi took it seriously...
"You answer me..."
Dragging the end of the milky voice, Song Qiaoxi grabbed the hem of Chu Jin's sweater and pulled it from side to side, looking unrelenting.
Chu Jin smiled helplessly and asked her in a low voice, "Where am I going?"
"How do I know... What if, if you regret it and don't want to travel the world with me when you grow up?"
Holding the corner of his clothes, Song Qiaoxi rubbed the edges of the soft sweater with her small hands nervously, and lowered her head, not daring to look up.
"I'm not going anywhere, it's alright." Chu Jin's tone was obviously coaxing, he lowered his posture, bent down slightly, and rubbed the top of her hairy hair affectionately, "Children, don't think about it, except for me. Is there any other place to go to your house?"
"Oh, no, I didn't say you leave now, I mean when you grow up..." Song Qiaoxi said very rigorously, shaking her little curly hair, "and I'm not a child."
In my old memory, I was a few years older than you.
Hey, you are a child!
The smile on Chu Jin's mouth deepened, and he nodded solemnly, "Well, I won't leave when I grow up. If you don't drive me away, I won't leave."
"Okay, I remember..." Song Qiaoxi also nodded, thought for a moment, raised her face again, and asked in a low voice, "Then, will you marry a daughter-in-law in the future? Did you marry a daughter-in-law? Are you going to never braid me again..."
"..."
This question is really difficult for Chu Jin to answer.
It's been a long time, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future...
Chu Jin can grow up with Nuo Tuanzi and try his best to guard her side. As long as she doesn't say to leave, she will not leave.
But if one day, Song Qiaoxi doesn't want to be by her side when she grows up
People can change, just like when parents are alive, uncles, uncles, and aunts are the same. When parents are gone, they are like a different person.
He can be a constant factor, but how could Chu Jin let Song Qiaoxi put a "shackle" at such a young age and limit the future to a circle
Song Qiaoxi shouldn't have so many worries, she should be like an unrestrained little eagle, soaring to any corner of the world at will.
Chu Jin stood up, put the baby face mushroom cream in Song Qiaoxi's hand, and went around behind her and started to braid meticulously.
"I rub some oil on my own, and when I go out and blow the wind, my face will hurt,"
He took off the rubber band from his wrist and put it in his mouth, and his curly long hair was very obedient in his hand.
"..."
The glutinous dumpling unscrewed the mushroom cap, dug a little oil with his fingers, tapped his index finger on his face a few times, and then rubbed his two small meat claws violently.
The braid was quickly tied up, and two well-behaved double ponytails hung down on the chest behind the ears.
Chu Jin walked around to her, looked at the symmetry, and sighed softly after confirming that there was no problem, "Song Qiaoxi, don't worry, if you want, I'll keep braiding you, okay?"
"Even if you grow up, if you need it, I will help you."
He added another sentence.
Song Qiaoxi closed the lid of the cream and lowered her eyes, "Okay."
I can't tell if I am satisfied or dissatisfied with this answer. It seems that something is missing. Did Chu Jin answer her one question less
"Grumpy..."
The unsatisfactory stomach always growls at a critical moment.
Nuo Tuanzi lost her ability to think in an instant, and now she has only one goal in mind...
cooked rice.
If you have difficulties, you will have a bowl of rice. If you have troubles, you will still have a bowl of rice.
There are no worries in the world, they can't be solved by dry meals. If one meal can't solve it, then two meals can be done!
The chain reaction that appeared after being hungry made Song Qiaoxi's slogan of "dry rice" in Song Qiaoxi's mind play in a loop like a loudspeaker.
"It's dinner, I've been braiding my hair for so long today, Xixi, are you trying to make a princess head for you again?"
Qiao Qin stuck her head out of the kitchen and asked the two children to eat.
Found the atmosphere of the two of them a little dull
To be precise, it was her daughter who didn't keep talking like a little chatter.
"I didn't..." Song Qiaoxi stood up from the bench, smelling the smell and carrying the small bench all the way to the restaurant, pouting, "Mom has framed me."
Seeing that the girl's mouth can hang a soy sauce bottle, she is obviously not in a beautiful mood, and it is estimated that there is a little awkwardness between the children.
For matters between children, let the children solve it by themselves. Qiao Qin has always insisted on this point of view, but just smiled at the two children and asked them to come and eat quickly.
When the girl came over, she wiped her hands with her apron and pinched her tender little face, "Oh, how serious is this, the word 'framed' can't be used indiscriminately, it's the mother who blames Xixi, and the mother gives it to Xixi. Apologize, okay?"
As soon as Song Qiaoxi finished speaking, she regretted it, and she shouldn't have said that about her mother.
Putting his head in his mother's arms, he said coquettishly: "Mom shouldn't apologize to me, my mother made me breakfast, I have to thank my mother, I shouldn't say that to my mother, my mother was wrong..."
"What's the matter? You're so charming early in the morning. It's almost dinner time. You'll be late for a while. Miaomiao and the others will be waiting for you at the gate at 7:30."
Mother pressed Song Qiaoxi's shoulders to the dining table.
After the meal, Song Qiaoxi prepared the certificate to Chu Jin.
"Da Da! Look, this is the certificate of honor awarded to you this year by the 'Little Gang of Five'. The cartoon villain was drawn by Ding Yi, isn't it super good?"
Can't wait to show this handmade "certificate", Nuo Dumpling carefully unfolded and handed it to Chu Jin.
"Here, you are the little guy in the taekwondo suit, and I'm the one with the candied gourd in my hand, this is Miaomiao, haha, look at Wang Junyang's stupid look, alas, Ding Yi really draws himself the most handsome... ... "
With this "certificate of award" in his hand, Chu Jin suddenly understood that Song Qiaoxi went downstairs after five o'clock in the morning to find Ding Yi.
It turned out that when she threw away the certificate issued by the newspaper leader yesterday, she had silently kept it in her heart...
Around the "Certificate", there are hand-painted patterns and lines, and several small animal shapes are cut out of cardboard of different colors and pasted at the bottom of the "Certificate".
Song Qiaoxi's hands are a bit clumsy, and craftsmanship is inherently slow. She has been like this since she was a child, and she can't even wrap her books well.
This "certificate", she should stay up all night to do it all night...
Xiao Nuo Tuan tilted his head and stared at him with big eyes, "You can stick the 'certificate' on the wall, don't you think it looks good?"
"Well, it looks good." Chu Jin nodded affirmatively, "Listen to you, I'll post it when I get back from school in the afternoon."
The two children went downstairs together, and Chu Jin put the "certificate" back in the boiler room.
Grab your schoolbag and walk side by side with Song Qiaoxi to the gate of the courtyard.
After the meal was full, Xiao Nuo Tuan regained his normal thinking ability, and his brain became clearer.
It only took seven or eight minutes to walk from the boiler room to the gate of the compound. Chu Jin asked her to walk outside in winter and talk less, otherwise it would be easy to drink cold wind and have a stomachache.
Song Qiaoxi carried her schoolbag and walked quietly. At this moment, her little head began to think about the question of "marrying a daughter-in-law".
After thinking about it, I just couldn't get past the hurdle in my heart, and I still wanted a clear answer.
Halfway through the road, Song Qiaoxi suddenly stopped.
She was so nervous, her little heart was beating, she felt that she was a little selfish, but even if she was selfish, she had to say it, or she wouldn't hold back until it exploded in place.
Chu Jin took two steps forward and found that no one was following him.
Turning his head in doubt, he saw Song Qiaoxi lowered his head, clenched his fist tightly and pursed his lower lip, as if he mustered a lot of courage.
She suddenly raised her head, her bright big eyes were watery, her expression was a bit tangled, but her fleshy little face still looked so cute and cute.
Licking the corner of her mouth, Song Qiaoxi asked with difficulty, "Chu Jin, you... can you not marry a wife when you grow up?"