The TV released the ending song of "Youth Bao Qingtian", "There is a blue sky above my head, and I have a belief in my heart. It is not that the youth is ignorant, but that he is not afraid of challenges..."
Chu Jin held his neck with one hand, moved the somewhat stiff cervical vertebra up and down, tilted his head slightly, and saw that Song Qiaoxi was drunk, nodding back and forth, eyes closed.
The next second, she tilted her body, and her long-haired head planted towards his thigh.
Chu Jin didn't dare to move, and was stunned for a moment, only to feel an extra weight on his thighs.
Song Qiaoxi laid her face on his lap and let out a slight breathing sound. It seemed that she was sleeping soundly and soundly. Her moist lips pursed slightly, smashing it twice like a baby, and then there was no movement.
"Xixi..." He gently pushed Song Qiaoxi's head, trying to wake her up, "Song Qiaoxi, wake up, don't sleep here..."
But after pushing it several times, the little girl on her leg didn't respond no matter how much she poked it, which made Chu Jin feel a little overwhelmed and didn't dare to move.
July in Beijing was sultry and hot. After dinner with Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi were both sweating.
Before the uncle and aunt went out, they told them to take a bath first.
The two were also obedient, took a shower obediently, and then went downstairs to watch TV.
When Song Qiaoxi came down, her hair was half-dried, and she was wearing a goose-yellow vest with piping on her upper body and bloomer shorts of the same color as her lower body.
Chu Jin walked with her in the living room for a long time just now, her hair was almost dry, but it was still slightly damp.
Chu Jin felt the warm and humid breath, and smelled the shampoo smelling of sour apricot in his nose. Song Qiaoxi, like a little milk cat, slept on his lap without any scruples. snore.
The central air conditioner in the house is a constant temperature of 25 degrees, which is cool and comfortable.
He obviously just took a shower, let alone sitting on the sofa watching TV, even walking in the living room would not feel hot, but Chu touched his forehead lightly with one hand and felt a thin layer of sweat.
He could feel that the back of his spine was also slightly warm, and he glanced down at the little girl sleeping on his lap, and even moved his cheeks comfortably, and the cheeks with a little baby fat rubbed against the trousers of his shorts.
The brightest ceiling light in the living room was not turned on, only a circle of spotlights was turned on.
Under the soft yellow light, Song Qiaoxi's long maroon hair like algae draped over her back obediently, and her upper body was almost covered by her hair, revealing only a pair of well-proportioned and slender legs, and her pink and lovely feet like children's. Ah.
Her feet are very small, although they are starting to grow, she still wears size 34 children's shoes.
With a few strands of broken hair rubbing against her ears, Song Qiaoxi frowned and shook her face, as if feeling itchy.
Chu Jin hesitated for a long time, looking at her thick upturned, slightly trembling eyelashes, and her upturned nose due to lack of strength...
She couldn't help but reach out and tuck the broken hair behind her ear for her. Even though she was very careful, her fingertips accidentally touched her face as tender as a peeled egg.
Retracting his fingers like an electric shock, Chu Jin only felt that the blood all over his body was rushing to his forehead, and his heart was like a rampant deer, and his chest hurt as it beat.
I don't know how long it took, until the ending song of "Youth Bao Qingtian" on TV sounded again, Chu Jin glanced at the wall clock on the wall.
It was half past eleven in the evening, and Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao hadn't come back yet.
He gently poked Song Qiaoxi a few times, but there was still no response.
She has been like this since she was a child. She didn't know anything when she fell asleep. Aunt Qiao joked that she fell asleep like a pig, and she couldn't wake up after kicking her ears.
With a helpless sigh, Chu Jin took a pillow and moved his thigh little by little with very light force, while the other hand supported Song Qiaoxi's head.
It seemed like a century had passed, and she finally moved her legs out and put her on the pillow.
Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at his left trouser leg, and smiled wryly while holding his forehead.
After taking a shower, he changed into a clean smoky gray sports suit, and now there is a wet saliva mark on the left shorts...
His legs were a little numb, so he moved a little, went upstairs to get a towel, put it on Song Qiaoxi, and adjusted the lighting in the living room again.
After that, Chu Jin sat down again at a distance of thirty centimeters from her, yawned lightly, and continued to turn the book.
When Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin arrived home, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Zhao Chenguang, Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin didn’t have a good time chatting, so they invited them to Guijie for a late night snack, and also packed a slightly spicy spicy crab and chicken soup Ma Xiao for the two children, and asked for another one separately. The pork ribs rice cake that Song Qiaoxi likes to eat.
As soon as the couple entered the door and put the food in the refrigerator, they saw that on the sofa in the living room, under the dim light, the girl was curled up in the towel and slept soundly.
The little boy beside him did not sit with a straight waist as usual, Chu Jin leaned on the sofa in a relaxed manner, yawned again and again, and turned a page of a book as if he was struggling.
Seemingly hearing the movement, he raised his head and smiled at Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin, pointed at Song Qiaoxi, and said to them in an angry voice, "Xi Xi is too tired today, she fell asleep..."
Song Jianguo saw that his daughter was sleeping like a pig, looked at Chu Chu's pale face, and said distressedly, "It's like you're not tired, the little child has dark circles under the eyes, you let her sleep on her own. Just sleep on the sofa, what time is it, still holding on here?"
"Yeah, go upstairs to sleep as soon as possible, I'll call Xixi up." Qiao Qin washed her hands, walked out of the bathroom and echoed, patted Chu Jin's shoulder, "Look at your pale face, come down. Don't stay up again, you can let her sleep on the sofa when she falls asleep."
Chu Jin pursed his lips and shook his head gently. After saying good night to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, he returned to his room upstairs and sat down with his hands on the side of the bed.
He couldn't leave Song Qiaoxi and let her sleep in the living room by herself.
Watching her watching a TV series before going to bed was obviously terrifying to death, but was afraid and insisted on watching it. This is the first time I have come to my new home in Beijing. In case Song Qiaoxi wakes up halfway and finds that it is an unfamiliar environment, and everyone around me is familiar, Sure to be frightened.
No matter what Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao say, if there is a next time, Chu Jin will still be by her side.
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Song Qiaoxi woke up the next day and found herself in an unfamiliar environment, sleeping on a princess bed surrounded by curtains.
It took a long time to realize that it was his new home in Beijing.
After she washed up, she took out a stack of photos and a baby camera from her small school bag.
When she came to Beijing this time, Song Qiaoxi also brought her precious camera, and also took the newly taken photos some time ago and brought them to Beijing. The photos included scenes she was very satisfied with, and there were also "candid shots" of Li Dong's brother's portrait.
Originally, I wanted to bring it to Beijing and hand it over to Sister Qiu Meng.
As a result, I called Uncle Xia's cell phone before I came to know that Qiu Meng's sister was temporarily discharged from the hospital and went to her grandma's house in Beidaihe to recuperate for a while.
She hadn't seen Sister Qiu Meng for a long time. Even if she often called and wrote to her, she didn't see a real person after all.
I heard Uncle Xia say that Qiu Meng's sister has been in good shape recently. After recuperating, she can go back to Qizhou to continue her high school studies.
Song Qiaoxi had to ask Uncle Xia for Sister Qiu Meng's address in Beidaihe, ready to take the time to send her the photo.
Today is July 13, 2002, it's a Saturday. Dad doesn't have to go to work.
After breakfast, Dad took them out, saying that they were going to visit the Drum Tower and Nanluoguxiang.
In Dad's car, Song Qiaoxi heard the broadcast that today was the one-year anniversary of Beijing's successful bid for the Olympics. To celebrate the successful bid for the Olympics, a long-distance running event was held in □.
When waiting for the traffic light, Dad turned his head to himself and Chu Jin who were sitting in the back seat and said, "Let's go to another day. There is an event today and the road is closed."
She still remembered July 13 a year ago, which was also summer vacation, an afternoon.
There were many uncles and aunts in the courtyard planning to move out the TV set in the neighborhood committee and put it on the open space in front of the boiler room. A group of people nervously waited in front of the TV set with small flags in their hands.
At that time, the "Little Gang of Five" also joined in the fun. On the TV screen, a white-haired grandfather named Samaranch appeared.
The old man held an envelope in his hand. After opening it, he pronounced "Beijing" in English with a strong southern European accent.
Deafening cheers and applause broke out in the courtyard, and some uncles and aunts even left tears of excitement.
That night, the restaurant at Uncle Ding's house was closed. Uncle Ding held Ding Miao in one hand and Song Qiaoxi in the other and walked around in a big circle.
The uncles and aunts in the compound chatted around their children.
"You children, it's really time to catch up with the good times. Our motherland is now strong, and the Olympic bid has been successful!"
"They are really lucky for the post-90s generation!"
"Isn't it, the hardships we suffered when we were young, how can children understand, they were all grown in a honey pot."
"By 2008, several children were 18 years old, and they were all adults at the Olympics!"
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Those uncles and aunts smiled and said to them, Song Qiaoxi seemed to have heard it yesterday, and for the first time had a clear concept of the passage of time.
It turned out that a year has really passed by with a "swoosh".
During the day, my father took them to Nanluoguxiang and walked along Gulou Street into a small alley. My father said it was called "Hutong" in Beijing.
Song Qiaoxi had a camera hanging around her neck. Everything she saw was fresh and she wanted to shoot everything. She took a lot of group photos for her parents.
Because Chu Jin didn't like to take pictures, she secretly took several pictures of his profile.
Dad's lunch, Song Qiaoxi, was Yaoji's stir-fried liver from Gulou, and he ordered snacks such as steamed buns, fried sausages, pea yellows, and stew.
After that, I went to Wenyu Cheese in Nanluoguxiang. As dessert, Dad Song ordered red bean double skin milk, bean paste milk rolls, plain cheese...
Almost all the varieties in the store have been ordered over and over.
The cheese in old Beijing has a slightly sour taste, smooth taste, and melts in the mouth. It is said to be the treasure of the imperial family meal. The red bean milk rolls are also delicious. The white milk skin is rolled with bean paste filling. The milk flavor is not too sweet and greasy, but has a fresh taste.
At the dinner that day, Zhao Chenguang was the host and invited the Song family of three to have dinner with Chu Jin.
After playing for a whole day, Song Qiaoxi was a little sleepy on the way his father took them to dinner, and his head started to order again like a chicken pecking at rice.
Song Qiaoxi fell asleep in the car at some point, originally sleeping with her head tilted.
She woke up twice, crooked, she felt a sense of weightlessness in her body, and then fell on a soft "pillow".
Chu Jin didn't sleep for long last night, and after a day of running outside today, he was also a little tired.
However, he still insisted that he didn't fall asleep. He kept observing Song Qiaoxi, who was trapped as a puppy, from the corner of his eye. When she leaned towards him, he quickly and accurately caught the little girl's limp body and made her lie down comfortably. on their own legs.
When she got there, Chu Jin called her up.
The place where Uncle Zhao treats guests to dinner is near the newly built CBD center, and Uncle Zhao's media group is in a towering building next to it.
After getting out of the car, Zhao Chenguang greeted them warmly.
Zhao Chenguang arranged to be near here, the big reason is to let Song Qiaoxi see where his father works.
He is a fine person, and he has long seen that Song Jianguo is very fond of his daughter, making the little girl satisfied, and also making Song Jianguo work more steadfastly and with confidence.
"Xixi, look, this building is where your father works. I'll take you up to see it after dinner?" Zhao Chenguang said to Song Qiaoxi with a smile, pointing to the tall building behind him, "Your father's office has a great view. Now, the view is very good, overlooking most of Beijing city."
Song Qiaoxi raised her eyes and looked at the tall building that Uncle Zhao pointed to. She found that there was a more imposing and luxurious building next to it, much like the Empire State Building in New York that Sister Qiu Meng showed her.
"Uncle Zhao, the building next to it is so beautiful. Is this building also an office?"
Looking at the building, she couldn't help but ask Uncle Zhao.
Zhao Chenguang smiled awkwardly, this little girl has good eyesight.
He replied: "The building next to it is the property of Chu Youhe, a well-known real estate tycoon in the capital. This building of his house is not rented out, it is the property of their Chu family, which is a wealthy family in Beijing. "
"Chu family?" Song Qiaoxi stuck out her tongue, turned her head and asked Chu Jin at a whim, "Aren't you also surnamed Chu, didn't Grandpa Sun say that your father is also from Beijing?"