Early the next morning, Song Qiaoxi was so sleepy at the dining table that she dozed off. If Chu Jin didn't reach out in time to support her heavy head, she almost fell into the bowl of tomato and egg noodles.
Last night, Chu Jin accompanied her to finish her math homework and checked her homework in other subjects.
When Xixi went to bed, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.
It was cold outside today, there was sleet, and the weather was not good. Father Song took the initiative to drive them to school.
When they came downstairs, Dad walked in front carrying Song Qiaoxi's schoolbag, and Chu Jin walked behind with a kettle for her. Song Qiaoxi hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to confirm whether Dad really didn't go to Beijing anymore.
If my father is unwilling to go to Beijing, I have to study harder and become stronger so that I can protect my parents from the interference of the original plot.
But what if Dad loves the job
If Dad really likes it, she secretly made up her mind before going to bed last night, and let Dad go to Beijing to work by himself. She and Chu Jin will take care of his mother at home for him.
"Dad," Song Qiaoxi asked him after he got into the car, buckled his seat belt, "are you going to Beijing with Uncle Zhao yesterday?"
Dad Song stopped the hand that was wearing the seat belt, turned around and grabbed the back of the passenger's seat, smiled and said to her, "Who told you that Dad is going to Beijing? Your Uncle Zhao just asked, but Dad didn't agree, Dad. Just sticking to you in Qizhou, and not going anywhere."
"Dad, if you really like that job, you can consider accepting Uncle Zhao's suggestion. Chu Jing and I will take good care of my mother. After all, Uncle Zhao will give Dad a lot of money!"
Song Qiaoxi looked into her father's eyes and said seriously.
"You little money fan! Don't worry, Dad made you a lot of money in Qizhou. You two little radishes still want to take care of your mother for me? Only I can take care of your mother, understand? Besides, you think it's your mother. Can't live without me, I can't live without your mother..." Dad smiled so much that his eyes were bent, and he brushed the thick curly hair on his daughter's head with his hand, "Don't think about it, this is an adult. Don't meddle in the matter, children, put this matter on hold for now, and discuss it with you later when there is progress."
Dad turned around, fastened his seat belt, and started the Santana with the key. The conversation changed, "Ah? Xixi, the final exam will not be long before. I heard your mother say at the last parent meeting, your math teacher Li The teacher said that your math grades have declined this semester? You have to work hard, don’t think about playing with the computer and reading novels all day long. There is a live teacher next to you and you don’t understand, so ask, and ask for more advice.”
Song Qiaoxi kept her mouth shut and didn't dare to mention the matter of letting her father "follow his heart" and go to work in Beijing.
Glancing at Chu Jin sadly, she lowered her head and answered honestly, "I see..."
Dad held the steering wheel, glanced at the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you won't be afraid to travel around the world. Come on, girl, and learn more from Chu Jin!"
Song Qiaoxi sighed in despair.
Except for mathematics, her grades in other subjects are good.
But now listening to what her father said, she found that in the future, there will be two mountains of physics and chemistry. …
She glanced at Chu Jin secretly, and found that Chu Jin's elbow was propped on the car door, his hand was on his forehead, a little long hair was scattered on his forehead, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
roar, so angry...
Even Chu Jin was laughing at her bad math!
"Don't laugh at me..."
Xixi used "Tietou Gong" and put her head on Chu Jin's shoulder.
Chu Jin gently moved Song Qiaoxi's plush head with his hands, with a smile on his face, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I didn't laugh at you, I was thinking... In the future, don't go out to play in the big class. Can I help you with the math?"
"Hey, this is a good idea. Dad supports it. We have done all our hard work. Uncle will send you an extra big red envelope for the New Year!"
Dad agreed as he drove.
Song Qiaoxi: "..."
Why do I suddenly feel that I have two fathers
However, Dad will send an extra red envelope during the Chinese New Year
Hee hee, thinking this way makes me happy again.
After all, Dad didn't know that Chu Jin's red envelope was hers...
--
The first semester of 1999 has come to an end, but the fourth grade of the fifth class of the Primary School attached to the normal school has recently lacked any learning atmosphere.
Not only the fourth grade and the fifth class, but the whole school from the middle grades to the senior grades, every class seems very impetuous.
It's all because of rumors of "the end of the world". Listening to Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, even Newton thought 2000 was the end of the world
Since it's "the end of the world", what is the final exam to take? Let's have a carnival together!
During the big break, Song Qiaoxi was really pulled by Chu Jin's cuff.
Chu Jin spread out his notebook, "These questions can be done in about fifteen minutes. I will accompany you to do them. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
"However, I still want to play yo-yo with Wang Junyang today..."
Song Qiaoxi glanced at Wang Junyang who was waving to her at the door of the classroom with a guilty conscience, and then looked at Chu Jin's serious and serious look, caught in a tangle.
The left hand is Wang Junyang, the little valet who grew up and played together since childhood, and the right hand is Chu Jin, a good friend who gets along with each other every night, is it too difficult to choose
Chu Jin tapped the workbook twice with the tip of his pencil, and looked up at her lazily, "If you don't have a good foundation in mathematics now, you won't be able to keep up soon in junior high school. If you can't keep up with junior high school, high school will be even harder. Even more difficult, if you don’t get good grades in high school, you can’t go to a good university, and if you don’t go to a good university, you won’t have a good job opportunity. How can you study photography if you can’t even get into a good university?”
"I learn, I learn! Stop it, stop talking..."
Song Qiaoxi looked like she was surrendering, holding her head in her hands, she was really convinced.
When I thought that if my math grades really became very poor, I would definitely be invited by Mr. Li to be a parent. What if some old plots of "moths" were triggered again
With two hands in the shape of horns, she called to Wang Junyang who was waving at the door: "Wang Junyang, go play yo-yo, I'm not going!"
Wang Junyang shrugged inexplicably, and seemed to want to go to the back of the classroom to ask why.
There were other classmates calling his name in the corridor, so he had no choice but to wave to Song Qiaoxi with a yo-yo, then turned around and went to the playground with his classmates.
He finally finished the math problems assigned by Chu Jin, during which he also taught Song Qiaoxi some new ideas for solving problems.
Not to mention, Chu Jin has a set of teachings, clear thinking, clear steps, and a few simple words can make her feel at ease, and even feel the joy of learning.
Sure enough, learning is about finding the right way!
She held up the neat math problems in the calculation process on the notebook, tilted her neck to appreciate it, turned her head to face it with a smile, and said, "If only I could do it right in the exam, you'd be right beside me and meet with you. I do it together, and I can always do it right, but when it comes to the exam, I can't do it right."
"That's because you're not attentive enough. Be serious and don't always be careless. Review questions carefully, write neatly, and at least not deduct points." Chu Jin said helplessly, he paused, and suddenly asked , "Song Qiaoxi, which junior high school do you want to go to?"
The hand in the air froze, Song Qiaoxi was stopped by Chu Jin's question.
junior high school
There are still two years before junior high school, and she has never thought about this issue carefully.
However, Sister Qiu Meng told her that she suggested that she go to a foreign language school.
Said that the school uniforms there are very beautiful, the style of study is open, they attach great importance to English teaching, and they can learn a second foreign language, which is very suitable for themselves and Chu Jin.
From foreign language school to high school, almost 30% of the outstanding students in the school will be recommended to famous universities.
If you are in the top ten in the entrance examination, the school will not only waive all tuition and miscellaneous fees, but will also give you a large amount of scholarship.
Needless to say, with Chu Jin's level, he will definitely get a scholarship.
Song Qiaoxi put down the notebook in her hand, lowered her shoulders, and said seriously: "I, I haven't really thought about it, but do you remember the foreign language school that Sister Qiu Meng told us before? It's that the school uniform is very beautiful, and the boys are full sets. Suits, suit jackets and skirts for girls, and there will be middle schools with English foreign teachers. If you really want to say one, it’s a foreign language school, right?”
"Well, then do you know that foreign language is to be tested?"
Chu Jin nodded, seemingly satisfied with her answer.
She answered honestly: "Sister Qiu Meng said that she is going to take an exam."
"Mr. Li said that the admission to the junior high school of the foreign language school is based on the examination, and the classes are arranged according to the grades. If you are still so retarded in mathematics, it will be difficult to take the experimental class."
Chu Jin looked directly into Song Qiaoxi's eyes, raised his eyelids, and said word by word.
This semester, Chu Jin participated in the city's Mathematical Olympiad on behalf of the school and won the first prize, and will participate in the provincial competition next semester.
In order to develop his ideas, Mr. Li took the previous entrance examination papers of the foreign language school to him as a practice, and Chu Jin has already figured out the ideas of the mathematics in the foreign language school.
He is not worried about Song Qiaoxi's English and Chinese, but if her math scores continue to decline, there is a high possibility that she will fail the foreign language experimental class.
That's not possible. Chu Jin hopes to go to junior high school, high school, and even college with Song Qiaoxi. It would be better if they could be in the same class. He never thought that there would be a day apart from her.
"The experimental class? Isn't there only two classes in the experimental class? It's too difficult to get into the top 100 in the test. It's enough for me to be admitted to the regular class... "
Song Qiaoxi stuck out her tongue.
Not only students from this city come to apply for the foreign language school, but students from all over the province will come to take the exam. It is a lot of pressure for her to enter the top 100 in the exam with tens of thousands of people.
She had thought about studying hard, but her "goodness" and Chu Jin's "goodness" were definitely not the same standard.
My own standard is to be admitted to a good junior high school, and I will not invite parents for three years of junior high school.
Chu Jin's standard, it's hard to say, his self-requirement is so high...
Chu Jin's pretty brows furrowed, looking at her with a helpless look in her eyes, "Are you good at it? The experimental class isn't that difficult, and math isn't that difficult."
Seeing Chu Jin's appearance, Song Qiaoxi didn't want to disappoint him, so she said, "Then I will work hard?"
"Okay, we're going to the experimental class together."
Chu Jin said firmly.
Song Qiaoxi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, signaling Chu Jin to rest assured.
What I thought in my heart was that there are still two years before the exam, so don't be in a hurry to prepare so early.
What I didn't expect was that I really didn't need to do any preparations, Chu Jin prepared everything for her, just like teaching her to play the piano back then.
After school that day, Song Qiaoxi's schoolbag had an extra "Xiaosheng Junior Math Study Plan"...
By the time school was over, the sky had cleared up.
It does not often rain in Qizhou in winter. It has rained, and the air is filled with the smell of soil.
The "Little Gang of Five", as usual, took the bus home together.
Along the way, several friends were chatting about "the end of the world", and the five people were divided into two factions, no, three factions.
One faction is the "scientific" faction headed by Ding Miao and Chu Jin, who believe that "the end of the world" is nonsense.
The other faction is the "would rather believe it or not" group headed by Wang Junyang and Ding Yi. The two exaggerate about the end of the world, and mysteriously tell everyone the "grass news" from various magazines and the Internet.
The last group is Song Qiaoxi herself. The little girl who hasn't had her tenth birthday is not firm enough in her beliefs. She thinks both sides are right.
Miaomiao and Chu Jin have always been reliable, but Wang Junyang and Ding Yi are more interesting
Accidentally turned into a "melon-eating crowd", "jumping" back and forth between the two positions.
"December 31st is the last day of the end of the world, how are you going to spend it?"
Wang Junyang didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, he grabbed the railing of the bus and asked his friends like he was pulling a horizontal bar.
"Prepare for final exams."
Ding Miao rolled her eyes at Wang Junyang and didn't bother to pay attention to him. She and Song Qiaoxi sat in a row and leaned their heads against the cold car window glass.
"It's the 'end of the world', the world is gone, and you still need to take the Mao test? I want to go and see the sea, there is no sea in Qizhou, how about you, Xixi?"
Ding Yi pushed his glasses and grinned, as if after December 31st, he really didn't need to take the final exam.
Song Qiaoxi turned Ding Miao's head over, let her lean on her shoulder, and thought about it seriously, "If that day is really the end of the world, I'd like to stay with my parents and do things for them with Chu Jin. A delicious meal, thank them for loving me so much, and then the family is just fine. If there is a next life, I want to be their mother, so that I can take good care of them."
"I'll call the 'red alert', sit in front of the computer and swipe BBS, and greet the end of the world with people from all over the world. Let the world be destroyed!"
Wang Junyang smiled smugly, and seemed to think his idea was cool.
After the four children finished speaking, they all looked at Chu Jin.
Chu Jin stood beside Song Qiaoxi, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Chu Jin, how about you?"
Song Qiaoxi raised her head and saw Chu Jin's angular chin and pale slender neck. The small bulge on his throat seemed to have grown a little bigger
Hearing Song Qiaoxi calling him, Chu Jin glanced down at her, with an indifferent smile on his lips, "I'll cook for your uncle and auntie with you, I'm afraid you'll blow up the kitchen, and the 'end of the world' will come early. already."
"Hahahaha, Xixi really knows how to blow up the kitchen?" Ding Yi covered his stomach with a smile, and couldn't be more happy, "I thought Xixi likes to eat so much, so she definitely likes to cook?"
"Frying an egg is like a 'nuclear explosion'. Burning water can put out the gas. Don't let her enter the kitchen in the future. Entering the kitchen is the scene of a large-scale 'disaster'. Song Qiaoxi will eat it."
Chu Jin raised his hand and gently rubbed the little girl's head.
He said this in a tone that he didn't even notice, it was indulgent.
"How can I have!"
Song Qiaoxi tilted her head, refuted him, and leaned against Ding Miao.
Chu Jin smiled and shook his head, raised his hand and grabbed the handrail of the bus.
When Wang Junyang asked just now, he was still thinking, if there is a "doomsday", it means that you will not be held legally responsible for anything you do the day before the apocalypse, and no one will be affected in the future.
If it was the former self, the only thing he wanted to do was to take revenge.
No matter what method you use, find the driver who killed your mom and dad, and make that person feel the same pain in the same way.
There are also relatives who have abused him and defrauded his own property. He will never let each of them go, even if they die together.
The little boy knew very well that deep down he was not a good person. Emotions such as anger, hatred, disgust, etc. representing "evil" could bring him more power than "goodness".
This evil fire, like a pair of eyes secretly observing him in the abyss, has never stopped "peeping" at himself over the years.
Whenever there is a chance, it will send a signal of temptation to him.
The only one who can make Chu Jin hide all the darkness and treat it with softness is the curly-haired little girl in front of her.
I just want to protect Song Qiaoxi when he grows up and go to his "doomsday".
Even if there were, he would not allow anything bad to happen to the Song family.
--
December 31, 1999, the day before the Millennium.
There is only one holiday in the Gregorian New Year, and the Song family ate mutton for dinner that day.
After dinner, the family of three and Chu Jin sat around the living room, eating sweet potato chips, buttered melon seeds, paper-skinned walnuts, hand-peeled pine nuts, and small walnuts from Xueji Roasted Seeds, watching a CCTV set of "Meeting in 2000" hosted by Bai Yansong. New Year's Eve program.
Song Qiaoxi was still a little nervous in her heart, and rationally, she didn't believe what Wang Junyang and Chu Jin said about "the end of the world".
A nine-year-old child is unstable after all, and is easily panicked by rumors.
After thinking about it for a while, all her wishes have been fulfilled, the family is safe and sound, and it seems that there are no regrets
In case there really is "the end of the world", at zero o'clock everyone disappears together, and it's not so scary, because the people she loves are all by her side.
Xixi was sitting on the pony, holding a small hammer in her hand. She was going to smash a few small walnuts for her parents and Chu Jin to eat, but she almost hit her finger when she was distracted, and the small awl landed on the coffee table and emitted a crisp sound. sound.
"Hey, in order to welcome the millennium, people ring the bell, and our daughter knocks on the coffee table. If she likes it, she can ring it, and listen to it."
Dad Song took a look and found that there was no danger, and laughed and joked with her.
Chu Jin sat on the sofa reading a book, looked up at her, sighed, and buckled the book on the armrest of the sofa.
The small hammer in Song Qiaoxi's hand was taken away by Chu Jin, and the boy turned around and asked her, "Why are you panicking?"
"Hmm... No, I'm not panicking, I was a little distracted just now when I was watching TV."
After hesitating for a long time, Song Qiaoxi was afraid that Chu Jin would laugh at her childishness, so she did not dare to say it.
Chu Jin smiled, as if he saw through her mind, but he didn't say it clearly, he just said softly, "Don't be afraid, Wang Junyang and the others are just kidding."
There was the sound of fireworks outside the house, and the rooster croaked "Ooooooo" from the balcony.
It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, and someone set off fireworks in the compound.
Mom and Dad heard the movement, took a look on the balcony, and called them to come over, "Xixi, do your best, come quickly! Set off the fireworks!"
A countdown started on the TV, "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five... three, two, one! Happy Millennium!"
Song Qiaoxi said happily: "It's already 2000! We are all fine!"
She stretched out her hand, poked Chu Jin's arm, and then poked her cheek, everyone was there, but she didn't disappear!
Turning his head to see his parents greeting them on the balcony to watch the fireworks, Song Qiaoxi grabbed Chu Jin's wrist and ran to the balcony.
Outside the window, a string of golden "little tails" jumped into the air, and huge fireworks bloomed in the air, illuminating the sky above the entire compound, and the crackling sound was endless.
Father Song embraced his mother with one hand and two little beanies in his arms with the other.
Song Qiaoxi squeezed between her mother and Chu Jin, her father put his head on top of her, and shouted to the sound of fireworks roaring outside the window, "Happy Millennium! Our two children will grow up well!"
Song Qiaoxi imitated her father and shouted out the window, "Happy Millennium! Our parents should be healthy and happy!"
There was another resounding sound of firecrackers. Someone downstairs started to set off firecrackers. Several red fireworks shot up into the sky. The sky seemed to be sprinkled with a handful of red gems, dazzling and illuminating her face.
A shadow fell on Xixi's right ear. Even though the world outside the balcony was noisy, she could clearly hear Chu Jin's voice in her ear, "Xixi, happy millennium, and peace every year."
--
On the New Year's Day of the millennium, the whole compound is peaceful.
It was a rare extra day of vacation. In the morning, the "Little Five People" gathered in the boiler room in Chujin, and several children played around and played all morning.
Also because of the "doomsday" rumors, they were easily disbanded. Wang Junyang and Ding Yi were almost chased by Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao to "explode" the dog's head.
"Wow, Xixi and Miaomiao are two tigresses now. It's the end of the world that the BBS forum said. I'm just a 'porter' of information, and I didn't make you believe me..."
Wang Junyang hugged his head and ran away, trying to hide in Chu Jin's wardrobe.
Song Qiaoxi caught up with Wang Junyang and flicked his forehead, which was relieved.
Ding Yi was about to get out of the bed, crouching on the ground holding his glasses and mourning: "Ding Miao! I was wrong, I won't spread rumors or spread rumors in the future, woo woo woo, it's all from those broken magazines, not me. .. ”
"Call my sister!"
Ding Miao slapped Ding Yi's back.
"Sister, sister..." Ding Yi cried and begged for mercy, "I was wrong, you are my sister, and I will definitely be called sister in the future."
After lunch, Song Qiaoxi didn't have a lunch break and was going downstairs with Chu Jin.
Chu Jin wants to go back to the boiler room, and Song Qiaoxi wants to find Sister Qiu Meng in Building 2.
Two weeks ago, she made an appointment with sister Qiu Meng to go to her sister's house on the afternoon of New Year's Day to pick up the scenery photos of Daming Lake last time, and let Cheng Lidong wash the film.
Xia Qiumeng and Cheng Lidong are in their first year of high school this year.
Last year, Qiu Meng's sister took the high school entrance examination, and the academic pressure was relatively high. For a period of time, her parents asked Song Qiaoxi to go to her sister less to play, saying that Qiu Meng's sister was studying very hard and needed more rest.
She was obedient, and although she wanted to play with Sister Qiu Meng, she held back and didn't go to Qiu Meng for a long time.
A few weeks ago on the weekend, sister Qiu Meng called and asked her to go to Daming Lake to collect scenery. They took a lot of photos that day. Daming Lake in early winter has a different style.
My sister said that it was called "decadent beauty", although Song Qiaoxi didn't really understand the specific meaning.
She doesn't like those lotus flowers that have turned into rotten leaves, and she doesn't like withered leaves and withered branches. She always feels that Daming Lake is a bit lifeless this season.
Song Qiaoxi likes spring, summer, vibrant green, and colorful flowers.
Her whole person is always like a vibrant little sun, while Sister Qiu Meng is more like a gentle and quiet moon.
The two children walked downstairs together, and just after exiting the corridor of Building 5, Song Qiaoxi asked Chu Jin, "Are you going to Sister Qiu Meng's house with me?"
"Is Cheng Lidong going?" Chu Jin looked up at her and asked.
Scratching her head and thinking for a while, she said, "Brother Lidong, why don't you go? Sister Qiu Meng should only have an appointment with me to pick out the photos taken at Daming Lake last time."
"Then I'm not going, you go by yourself." Chu Jin shook his head, walked towards the boiler room, took two steps and then turned back, without much expression on his face, "I'll accompany you and take you to the building. Just go."
Building No. 2 and Building No. 5 are at diagonally opposite corners, crossing the entire newspaper compound.
"Pfft, no, it's just these two steps," Song Qiaoxi waved her hand, what can I give you for these two steps, "Go do the math Olympiad, I'll come back to you with the photos."
After speaking, she jumped and ran towards the second building.
Chu Jin looked at Song Qiaoxi's back and pursed her lips, until she ran across the holly flower bed at the corner and lost sight, then took her eyes back.
He found that the meaty little glutinous dumpling no longer looked like a round glutinous dumpling. Song Qiaoxi grew taller and thinner.
Song Qiaoxi hummed Zhang Huimei's new song all the way, and touched the leaves of holly from time to time, "come on come on gives me a feeling, gives me a real feeling, breathe freely, love is love, who can stop us from opening... ... "
She suddenly stopped, and at a glance, she saw a familiar figure at the door of Building No. 2, standing against the corner.
Is it Li Dong brother
Cheng Lidong has jumped to 1.85 meters in the past two years, which is taller than Song's father and almost as tall as Ding's uncle.
He was wearing a denim jacket with his head down, one hand in his trouser pocket and one behind his back
The little nose keenly caught the smell of burning cigarettes in the air, and she found that there were several cigarette butts scattered around Lidong brother's feet.
Is he smoking
Okay, she was caught and appeared, you can go to Sister Qiumeng to complain. My sister is definitely not happy for him to smoke, so she should teach Lidong brother a good lesson!
"Brother Lidong, what are you doing here?"
Song Qiaoxi jumped in front of Cheng Lidong like a little rabbit, tilted her head and looked up, but met his red eyes, a little dazed.
Brother Lidong, what's the matter
Did you just cry
"Brother Lidong, you, are you alright?"
Xixi felt in her pocket, found a packet of heart-printed tissues, took out one and handed it to Cheng Lidong.
"Xixi?" Cheng Lidong called her name softly and took the tissue, "Thank you, my brother is fine, but I'm not in a good mood, I'll be fine in a while."
He held the tissue in his left hand, and he threw the cigarette butt in his right hand to the ground at will, stomping on it with his foot.
"I'm going to see Sister Qiu Meng to see the photos taken at Daming Lake last time. Will you go with me?"
Song Qiaoxi asked Cheng Lidong innocently.
"I'm not going, I just sent her the photo." Cheng Lidong said, his voice astringent, he gave Song Qiaoxi a wry smile, "Go, don't tell Qiu Meng that you see me smoking downstairs, don't You said you saw me, but you didn't see your brother, okay?"
Looking at the end of his red eyes, she asked worriedly, "Brother Lidong, are you crying?"
"No, my brother got sand in his eyes just now..."
Cheng Lidong shook his head.
"Then go home and wash your eyes with water. Mom said the sand is very dirty and will become inflamed."
Song Qiaoxi felt that Lidong's brother didn't look like the sand was fascinated. He looked sad.
"Well, you can go up," Cheng Lidong raised his chin to her, and warned her again, as if he was worried, "Don't tell my sister that you saw me, did you hear me? Come on, pull the hook with your brother, you promise your brother's words, brother I'll buy you some fried skewers to eat, and you'll be full."
Although I don't know why Cheng Lidong was smoking sadly downstairs without telling sister Qiu Meng, but the little girl was still moved when she heard that the fried skewers were full.
Nodding, she and Cheng Lidong pulled the hook and jumped upstairs to find sister Qiu Meng.
"Auntie, it's me, Xixi!"
Song Qiaoxi knocked on the security door of Xia's house.
"Come on, Xixi is here, come in quickly."
It was Mama Xia who opened the door. Strangely, Mama Xia's eyes were also a little red.
"Hello Auntie."
Song Qiaoxi greeted politely.
Mama Xia touched her hair, "Go, Xixi, your sister is waiting for you in the room."
"Well, good."
Song Qiaoxi agreed, but she felt that Mama Xia's mood was also a bit strange, not as cheerful as usual.
When Mama Xia saw her before, she laughed happily, but today she seemed to have something on her mind, just smiled.
"Sister Qiu Meng!"
Song Qiaoxi pushed open the door of Qiu Meng's room, and was surprised to find that Qiu Meng's sister was wearing a coral fleece pajamas, leaning on the bed, holding a hard-shell book in her hand, smiling quietly to herself.
Xia Qiumeng is 16 years old this year, and she is very slim. She is recognized as the most beautiful girl in the courtyard.
Song Qiaoxi watched the TV series "Dream of Red Mansions" on TV during the summer vacation. She felt that Qiu Meng's sister and Lin Daiyu's temperament were very similar, and they were both gentle and quiet beautiful sisters.
Today, Xia Qiumeng's long hair was not tied into a ponytail, and was draped over her shoulders obediently. She was also covered with a thick quilt.
The courtyard is centrally heated in winter, and the heating has always been very hot, the kind that is hot to the hands, and the house cannot be covered with thick quilts or thick clothes.
Xixi is at home by herself, and she only wears light pajamas or autumn clothes and long pants.
Looking at Qiu Meng's face again, she was originally very white, but now she is as white as paper, with no blood at all.
"Xixi, come here."
Qiu Mengmeng came in and greeted Song Qiaoxi with a smile.
Song Qiaoxi carefully sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand.
Sister Qiu Meng's hands were slightly cold, but she was clearly wearing such thick clothes and covered with a quilt
"Sister, are you afraid of the cold?"
Her own little hands were very hot, so she covered Xia Qiumeng's hand, trying to help her sister warm up.
Xia Qiumeng took out her hand, pinched Xixi's face, and said with a smile: "I'm not cold at all, Xixi, go and bring the stack of photos on my desk, let's see which one is better, and then sister Tell you about the rule of thirds composition, horizontal composition, and vertical composition.”
"Okay." Song Qiaoxi nodded.
After taking the photos, Sister Qiu Meng explained to her the composition principle of taking pictures as before, and took out several photos for comparison and analysis.
However, this time, Song Qiaoxi didn't devote herself to her sister's lecture for the first time, instead, she kept observing Qiu Meng's sister secretly.
Although the elder sister's face is very pale, her hands are cold, and she looks thinner than before, she looks in good spirits, she is always smiling, and she is not weak when she speaks.
Could it be that Sister Qiu Meng has a cold
But she didn't sneeze, runny nose, cough, and didn't look like she had a fever. When she had a fever, she had no strength at all. When my sister talked about photography, she didn't look like she was sick at all. .
After choosing the photos, Song Qiaoxi held it back for a long time. She couldn't hold it any longer. She asked Xia Qiumeng hesitantly, "Sister Qiu Meng, what's wrong with you? Why are you wearing so many clothes and a thick quilt?"
"Because my sister is sick, I will go to Beijing to see a doctor next week. I can't take the final exam of the first year of high school. It seems that Cheng Lidong can only help me take more notes."
Xia Qiumeng stuck out his tongue playfully and said this naturally.
As soon as she heard that Qiu Meng was sick, Xixi was so anxious that she grabbed Xia Qiumeng's hand and asked eagerly, "Sister Qiu Meng, do you have a fever? Or do you have a cold, do you have a sore throat? I'll ask my mother to give it to you. Cook a pear soup and drink it, it will put Chuanbei and moisten the lungs."
"It's not a cold and a fever, it's a congenital heart disease. It's like this since I was a child. It's not that you don't know, my sister has always had this problem, but it doesn't matter, it'll be fine after training for a while, and I can go to school again when I come back from Beijing."
Xia Qiumeng said with a smile, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be simpler.
Hearing what she said so easily, Xixi was relieved and sighed, "That's good, Sister Qiu Meng, are you going to leave for another few months? Then when you come back, it should be spring? We can go to the botanical garden in the spring. Take beautiful photos of cherry blossoms!"
"Okay, when spring comes back, go to shoot cherry blossoms with Xixi." Sister Qiu Meng still smiled brightly, as if she had no worries, she continued, "While I'm gone, please do Xixi a favor, okay? ?"
"Sister, tell me, I will definitely help you."
Song Qiaoxi patted her little chest, promising to complete the mission successfully.
Xia Qiumeng's paper-white face showed a rare touch of cherry pink, she whispered, "Can Xixi help me take some pictures of Cheng Lidong when I'm not here? My sister still has a lot of film here, all of them will be delivered. Give you."
"Why do you want to photograph Lidong brother, he is not good-looking..."
Song Qiaoxi pouted and widened her eyes.
It's not that I really think Cheng Lidong is ugly, it's just that in the heart of a little girl of this age, no stinky boy is worthy of a sister Qiu Meng who is like a little fairy's daughter.
"Pfft, little girl, I want you to help my sister to take pictures. That's all you need to do. You just told me to promise to complete the task?" Xia Qiumeng joked with her and said with a smile, "By the way, I heard what Aunt Qiao said. Your math grades have deteriorated? Chu Jin's math is so good, let him help you make up the lessons, he is so small, but you can't be partial to the subject, and mathematics will also account for a large proportion of the foreign language test in junior high school."
"Understood, just shoot for you. I will make Lidong brother look better. I will study mathematics well and not let my sister down."
How could Song Qiaoxi not agree, sister Qiu Meng was the "goddess" in her heart.
"That's right, you have to be obedient, lay a solid foundation, and there will be better development in the future."
Xia Qiumeng tucked the broken hair from her temples behind her ears for her, and her words were still so gentle.
Song Qiaoxi obediently agreed, "I'll be obedient, my sister will come back soon, we have to travel around the world together."
Qiu Meng was slightly startled, her eyes curved into beautiful arcs, and she said firmly, "Okay, sister, try harder."
Holding a stack of photos in her hand, she came out of Sister Qiu Meng's house and went down the stairs section by section. Song Qiaoxi was still recalling the last words she said to herself.
I always feel a little weird, why should I "work harder"
If brother Lidong is still downstairs, can I ask him
Out of the loophole in Building No. 2, there is still a faint smell of smoke in the air, and the cigarette butts on the ground and the tall Lidong brother have disappeared.
Walking all the way to the open space in front of the boiler room, she saw several aunts from the neighborhood committee, headed by Aunt Gao, gathered at the door of the office, discussing something enthusiastically.
Song Qiaoxi's ears are very sensitive, she heard Aunt Gao and several other aunts say: "Qiu Meng is a problem brought from the womb. The doctor said that the child will not live to be 20 years old. Recently, the condition is said to be serious again, tsk tsk, sorry to see Er of."
An aunt wearing a blue padded jacket nodded and said, "Lao Xia and his daughter-in-law are going to Beijing with Qiu Meng again next week? It costs a lot of money every time they go there. Qiu Meng's child is also suffering. I heard that she With congenital heart disease, you can't get married or have children."
"The child is so pitiful, Lao Xia and the others didn't name the child well, listen to you, Autumn Dream, Autumn Dream, just had an autumn dream at that time? If this child really has three long and two short, white-haired people send black Fat people, I still don’t know how much the old Xia couple will suffer?”
The aunt in the brown down jacket shook her head and said.
Listening to a few aunts discussing sister Qiu Meng's condition one by one, Song Qiaoxi felt numb in her hands and feet, she couldn't believe what she heard.
Sister Qiu Meng's condition turned out to be so serious
She had always thought it was a very simple disease, as long as she rested and recuperated, she would soon be cured.
Knocking on the door of the boiler room, Song Qiaoxi walked in with a frown. Before taking a few steps, she threw herself on Chu Jin's bed and buried her face in her arms.
Chu Jin saw that something was wrong with Song Qiaoxi, went to the bed and sat down, and then heard her sobbing and sobbing.
"I'm here, what's wrong?"
The boy asked in the gentlest voice he could, and lightly stroked the back of the little girl's head.
Lifting her head from her arms, Xixi's nose and eyes were red, and her mouth was shriveled when she spoke, as if she used all her strength to suppress the urge to cry, "Chu Jin, sister Qiu Meng is sick, do you have any questions? How can I save her..."