Transmigrated in the ’90s as a Little Dumpling

Chapter 69: The eldest young master of the Chu family living abroad

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Standing in Uncle Song's office, Chu Jin was impressed by the huge blue wave-shaped sign outside the window.

When I was a child, my father had a very delicate wooden box in the drawer of his desk, which contained many strange things.

The wooden box exudes a reassuring aroma, and Chu Jin always remembers the smell. Dad said it was sandalwood.

In the wooden box are several cards with chips and written in English, a pair of glass jade bracelets, and a gilt hanging box.

After the gilt hanging box was opened, there was a beautiful portrait of a lady in the hanging box. He did not know it, neither his mother nor his grandmother.

Dad held him in his arms every time, opened the hanging box, and said with a very gentle face: "Everything, this is Dad and Uncle's mother, and this is your grandma."

The little Chu Jin only had an impression of his grandmother. He had never met his grandmother, and only knew that her grandmother was his father's mother.

He will blink his eyes, touch the hanging box with his fat fingers, and ask in a milky voice, "Daddy's mother is so beautiful, where is she now?"

"Dad, daddy has no mother now..."

Father Chu always rubbed Xiao Chujin's head and squeezed his fleshy little hands.

"Then will my mother disappear? Will my father disappear too..." Xiao Chujin was only four years old and asked anxiously.

He understands the meaning of "nothing" as disappearing, and he takes it for granted that his father and mother are gone, isn't that, his father and mother may also be gone one day

Father Chu always patted Xiao Chujin and comforted him with a very soft voice, "Dad's mother is no longer in our world, grandma is sick, it's very hard to be sick, and it's very hard, so grandma went to another world. There, Grandma won't feel the pain."

After a pause, Dad Chu will kiss Xiao Chu Jin's face, and then say: "But we don't need to worry, don't be afraid, Dad is still young and strong. Dad will have a long, long time and can always protect Do Jin and mother, grow up with Jin Jin, and give all the happiness in the world..."

"Dad still has to watch Jin Ding play "City in the Sky", and take Jin Ding's hand to go to elementary school, accompany Ding Ding to buy his first suit, and we will do our best to be admitted to Beijing University, the best Become an alumni of Tsingtao University just like your dad. Dad wants to watch you date the girl you like, start a family, and have your own children..."

Chu Jing recalled all of Chu's father's promises, but unfortunately, father did not spend a long, long time with him as he promised.

Chu Jin never asked his father, where did grandpa go

He was smart since he was a child, and could sense that his father was reluctant to mention his grandfather.

Sometimes when the little uncle comes to the house and eats with their family, the father and the little uncle are both reluctant to mention their grandfather.

Chu Jin still remembered that there was also an exquisite jade seal in the wooden box. He also had a "bear child" period when he was very young. For a while, he always liked to hold the seal and dipped it in red ink pad. Manuscripts and books at home are clicked everywhere.

The title page of The Count of Monte Cristo has traces of several seals.

And the logo printed on the seal is exactly the same as the blue wave logo that Chu Jin saw in front of him.

More memories flooded into his mind like a flood. When he was young, his father would bring him and his mother to Beijing almost every year.

Every time I come to Beijing, it is different from Uncle Song taking them on a trip. When my father comes, it seems more like "going home".

Father Chu will take him to recall his father's own childhood, take him on a walk in the old streets of Beijing, and tell him the stories of his father and his uncle. Climb the wall with him and go in.

Dad said that after grandma passed away, he and his uncle moved out of the big, big yard, without mentioning grandpa.

Father Chu always took him to "Lao Mo" for western food, and Chu Jin even remembered the four big golden copper pillars in the restaurant.

Xixi asked herself about the etiquette of western food, it should be learned there...

Song Qiaoxi opened the small refrigerator in her father's office, and there were neatly arranged beverages and mineral water of various flavors. She turned her head and asked, "Chu Jin, Chu Jin, do you want to drink Pulse?"

Chu Jin stood beside the glass window in a daze as if he had been cast on a spell, his eyes fixed on the tall building opposite Chu's.

"You don't like sweets, but this pulse is a new taste. Would you like to try it?"

Song Qiaoxi said to herself, after thinking for a while, Chu Jin didn't like to drink sweets, only plain water.

Still only took a bottle of Pulse for himself, and a bottle of mineral water for Chu Jin.

Walking to his side, Song Qiaoxi rubbed the mineral water bottle in his hand against his face.

The right side of Chu Jin's face was frozen, and he suddenly woke up.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Song Qiaoxi handed him water and tilted her head to ask.

Unscrewing the bottle of mineral water, Chu Jin raised his head and closed his eyes slightly, letting the cold water run down his dry throat, half the bottle of water, before he said hoarsely, "I seem to be... at my previous home. , have seen the sign on the opposite side."

Chu Jin didn't plan to hide it from Song Qiaoxi, he had no secrets to her.

It's just that the wooden box that smelled of sandalwood in my memory should have been taken by my uncle and sold along with my parents' relics.

At the age of six, he only packed a few books he read frequently in his schoolbag, and the only trace of that vague memory was the seal on the title page of The Count of Monte Cristo.

"No way..." Song Qiaoxi's hand that twisted the pulsating bottle cap stopped, raised her head and stared at Chu Jin's face.

The light from the building opposite shone on Chu Jin's pale face, and his bulging Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Do you remember the book "The Count of Monte Cristo" that I used to read when I was a child?"

Song Qiaoxi remembered that book. When Chu Jin just returned to the courtyard, she took that book wherever she went. Because it was in the original English version, she couldn't read it at all when she was a child.

After entering the senior year, she read the book that was a little loose in binding, nodded and said, "Remember, you gave me the book later and asked me to read it as an English extracurricular..."

After a pause, Song Qiaoxi followed Chu Jin's gaze towards the opposite side, then turned around, looked straight at Chu Jin and said, "Wait, there are several red seals on the first page of that book, that seal and the opposite side. Chu's logo is the same!"

"I'm not sure if it's exactly the same. It's really similar. The seal belongs to my father." Chu Jin whispered.

The twelve-year-old girl is at the age when she is most interested in "gossip", and she loves fantasies. In the past two years, she has watched a lot of love dramas from "rich and powerful families".

In Song Qiaoxi's mind, he immediately made up the idea that the only heir of the wealthy family was living outside, and the grandfather of the wealthy family was "bald" every day in the "dog blood" plot that no one could entrust with the huge family property.

When the grandfather is about to recognize his grandson, he will definitely have to jump out a few more "cannon fodder" villains and relatives to obstruct it. Maybe there will be another "true and false young master" drama.

Song Qiaoxi's tone of voice was uncontrollable with excitement, and her cold hand grabbed Chu Jin's arm, "If Uncle Zhao's words are true, it seems that Uncle Chu's life experience can be matched with the Chu family, so you are out of the Chu family. Master?"

"Hey, it's probably just a coincidence, can you watch less boring TV shows?" Chu Jin laughed out a "puchi", reached out and poked her in the forehead, "What's in your head? Don't you think about it? Think, in more than a month, it will be a junior high school student, or a junior high school student in the experimental class of a foreign language school, do you know how much competition pressure is there?"

Song Qiaoxi stuck out her tongue and joked, "I see, Young Master Chu, I will study hard, I will live up to the fact that you brought so many books and papers to Beijing..."

Isn't it just two days since I came to Beijing? It's just summer vacation. Who would have thought of entering the state of study so soon

But Song Qiaoxi thought about it carefully, and thought how could there be such a coincidence

Chu Jin shook his head as if he couldn't help her, and said helplessly, "Can I beg you? Don't call me eldest young master, I have goosebumps all over my body. It was a coincidence. I won't tell you anything."

"Don't, don't, I can't change it," Song Qiaoxi hurriedly promised, "I was joking just now, and I won't call it that in the future."

But she thought of something in Ma Xingkong's head that day, and muttered: "But Chu Jin, don't you think this is too coincidental? I always think it's very strange... .

You see, Grandpa Sun also said that Uncle Chu came to Qizhou because of Aunt Sun and cut ties with his family, but the old man of the Chu family in the capital can play the piano, and you can play the piano too. Your bastard uncle and the old Chu family can't help The youngest son from childhood is very similar..."

The more she thought about it, the more Song Qiaoxi felt that this matter seemed serious, and hesitantly said, "Should we tell Mom and Dad about this?"

"Don't mention this to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao." Chu Jin's mood was obviously depressed, his tone was very urgent, and his eyebrows were tightly locked.

"Don't tell me, I'm not asking for your opinion? Why are you so fierce... "

Song Qiaoxi glanced at him, feeling a little aggrieved in her heart, Chu Jin was rarely worried about her.

Chu Jin also seemed to realize that his tone was not good, so he took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you, I'm a little anxious."

"It's okay, you didn't mean to..." Song Qiaoxi replied to him.

After receiving an apology so quickly, Xixi doesn't feel wronged now.

Instead, he began to reflect on himself, did the question just now make Chu Jin unhappy

Suddenly, Song Qiaoxi seemed to understand something, but he wasn't sure if he really thought so.

After a few seconds, Chu Jin's tone softened significantly, and even asked her with a touch of sadness, "Do you really hope that I can have other family members?"

"Huh?" Song Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment.

The drink bottle taken out of the refrigerator was soaked with water vapor, damp and damp, just like her current mood.

The question that Chu Jin asked made Song Qiaoxi confirm her thoughts.

She guessed right, and understood him completely.

Song Qiaoxi imitated her parents' usual way of comforting people, stood on tiptoe, patted Chu Jin's shoulder, and said in the most relaxed tone: "Chu Jin, whether you have other family members or not, our relationship will not have any relationship. Change. My parents will always be Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao who care about you the most. I am your best friend. I will always stand by your side and treat you well..."

The girl's crisp voice echoed in Chu Jin's ears, her voice was not loud, and the end of her voice was a little sweet and sweet.

Xixi's voice, like the cool summer breeze in the capital, calmed Chu Jin's inner anxiety.

"What I hope is that in this world, in addition to my parents and I love you so much, if there are people who are related to you and really like you, it will be better than my parents and me, how wonderful it would be Wow?"

Chu Jin heard Song Qiaoxi's voice getting smaller and smaller, and the girl's sweet words seemed to be whispering.

He wanted to say something back to her, "In this world, there will be no one else who can surpass your position in my heart, regardless of blood relationship."

this life... ...

My dear, it is enough to have Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao.

Song Qiaoxi was the initial light in his heart.