Song Qiaoxi was stunned, looking around the small living room, except for a half-drinked cup of tea on the dining table, there was no one there.
"Bah bah bah" ran to the small bedroom in the west, which was as hot as a steamer. This was her room. When she looked into it, it was empty.
What about the bathroom, is he washing his hands
When I ran to the door, the door of the bathroom was wide open, and it was clear at a glance that there was no one in the small space.
Mom and Dad's bedroom? This is the last hope...
With an uneasy state of mind, he walked through the living room and pushed open the door of the master bedroom, only to see the neatly tidied wire cot, and the neatly folded tofu-like towel pressed against the pillow.
She even squatted on the ground and tilted her head to look left and right at the bottom of the bed. Even though she knew that Chu could never hide here, she still reluctantly confirmed it.
Sure enough, there was nothing.
Is Chu Jin really gone
Who took him away, and why was it so hasty.
It even made her feel a little regretful at the moment. If she didn't go to preschool this morning, would it be possible to prevent Chu Jin from being taken away
Her little head was buzzing. In fact, Song Qiaoxi had thought of it at school. She was only a 6-year-old glutinous dumpling. How could she keep Chu by herself
She can't be the master of this family, and it is impossible for her to force her parents to stay with Chu Jin.
It is hard enough for them to raise a cub, not to mention that they are still a cub who eats a lot.
What if, if you eat less later
She couldn't help but rushed anxiously from the bedroom to the kitchen.
The sound of the cooker hood in the kitchen stopped, and when she heard her mother's footsteps, Song Qiaoxi hugged the bead curtain at the door of the kitchen in her arms, so that she could walk out of the kitchen.
"So good, thank you my precious girl, wash your hands quickly, sleep for a while after eating, or you will be sleepy in class in the afternoon."
Mother held two bowls of cucumber egg drop soup and looked at her with relief.
Seeing her mother holding the soup bowl, she carefully followed her buttocks and asked anxiously, "Mom, where is brother Chu Jin?"
"Chu Jin was picked up by his uncle. Seeing that I was busy, I forgot to tell you, go and wash your hands."
Putting down the soup bowl, her mother urged her, picked up the tea cup on the table and went into the kitchen.
"Then will he come back? When will he come back? Where does Chu Jin's uncle live? Is it far from our house..."
For the first time, I didn't listen to my mother's words and went to wash my hands obediently. The dumplings followed behind my mother's ass, one question after another, without stopping, chasing them into the kitchen.
Mother washed the teacup and looked at her a little strangely, "Chu Jin will live with his uncle in the future, his uncle's house is not far from ours, Chu Jin will also go to the Primary School attached to the normal school when school starts in September, and you are still classmates. Don't we meet every day?"
Saying that, my mother took a rag to clean the water on the stove, rubbed her little head, and asked with a gentle smile, "Why, I am so reluctant to let my little brother down? My mother has written down the phone number of Chu Jin's uncle's house, you can call him. Call and invite him to play at home."
What if Uncle Chu Jin treats him badly
Song Qiaoxi was still uneasy, hugged her mother's thigh, buried her face in her mother's waist, and asked cautiously, "Mom, if Uncle Chu Jin also bullies him, can we bring him back?"
Listening to her daughter's muffled voice, Qiao Qin felt that something was wrong.
She took off her apron and squatted down, hugging Xixi in her arms, seeing her big round eyes glowing with water, and looking forward to it, she looked like she was about to cry.
My heart was so soft that I quickly coaxed my daughter: "Of course you can, if anyone dares to bully Chu Jin, we will let Dad take you Uncle Wang and Uncle Ding to drive away the bad guys and put them in jail. Get up, let Chu Jin live in our house, we don't lack his pair of chopsticks."
With her mother's words, Song Qiaoxi's hanging little heart was settled.
She nodded, leaned her head against her mother, and began to think about calling Chu Jin.
"Okay, can we eat, little sticky person?"
Mom kissed her cheek and scratched her nose with her index finger.
At the moment, the stomach made a "gurgling" sound in desperation.
The little glutinous ball buried his head like a quail, his face was hot, it must be red...
"Go wash your hands, the buns are going to be cold."
At the urging of her mother, Song Qiaoxi hurriedly ran to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Back at the table, my mother had shaved off the bones of the chicken legs, dipped them in the sauce, and put them on her enamel plate. The skin of the white chopped chicken was crispy, and the meat was smooth and tender. It was dipped in the slightly sweet sauce and the mouth was full of fragrance.
Although the steamed buns are called crab meat buns, they are actually stuffed with fresh pork and dried shrimps. They are chubby and wrinkled. They are steamed very beautifully. When you bite into them, the outer skin is soft, and the filling is smooth and juicy, making her small mouth oily. bright.
Song Qiaoxi ate three of the buns that were about the size of her slap, and ate a chicken leg.
She barely drank half the bowl of egg drop soup, and found that her stomach was about to bend.
In the welfare home, life teachers are not allowed to have leftovers, and teach them not to waste a grain of rice. Song Qiaoxi has already developed the habit of not having leftovers.
Right now, he was holding the enamel bowl in a daze, gritted his teeth and prepared to drink in one go, when suddenly a big hand appeared in front of him.
"If you can't eat it, don't eat it."
Mom said lightly, took the bowl away, and raised her head to signal that she could wash her hands.
Seeing the egg flower still floating in the bowl, Song Qiaoxi blurted out in distress: "But, this will waste food!"
Mom reached out and nodded her head: "Silly girl, it's not a waste if you can't eat it and throw it away. If you can't eat hard stuff, you spoil the food. If you can't eat hard food, do you feel uncomfortable when you eat your stomach?"
It was the first time she heard such a new theory. She frowned and thought for a moment, thinking that what her mother said was very reasonable.
In the orphanage before, I lost my appetite for dinner once, so I had to eat it so I didn’t waste it.
It turns out that at home, if you can't eat it, you can "waste" food
It's just that the same habit as obsessive-compulsive disorder can't be changed in a day. She grabbed the table with her two little hands, put her chin on her hands, and said embarrassedly: "Mom, can you keep it for me until the evening? Dinner? I'll have to finish the soup."
Ms. Qiao Qin couldn't close her mouth in shock to her daughter's big wet eyes.
Her family Xixi, since she came back yesterday, has become very sensible and obedient, like a new baby.
Could it be that the "education of love" that he insisted on for a year worked
When Xixi was first born, Qiao Qin and her father were both on the rise in their careers. They were so busy every day that they had no time to take care of their children. As soon as the two of them got together, they sent Xixi back to their parents' house, and then brought them back to the provincial capital during the holidays.
At that time, Qiao Qin thought very well. Her parents were both intellectuals and retired teachers. Couldn't she educate her little granddaughter
Who would have thought that the old couple who strictly demanded their children all their lives would spoil their granddaughter as a lawless "little devil". After coming back from my grandmother's house, I don't think the girl is small, but she has a lot of temper. She is full of children's social language all day long, and she tossed the compound into chaos every holiday.
Last year, she and her husband felt that they would go to primary school in one year, so they brought Xixi back from the old man and brought it with them. But grandma and grandpa wanted her granddaughter, and came to the house every three days to interfere with her child care. As soon as she was on vacation, she had to let Xixi go back to Taicheng.
The result can be imagined. Often the rules that have just been established are broken in a blink of an eye, and the result of education is to return to before liberation overnight. But even if their daughter is a "bear", Qiao Qin and Song Jianguo insisted on the education method of not beating or scolding, always thinking that one day they can use love to influence this "little devil".
At this moment, Qiao Qin was a little excited, feeling that her efforts for more than a year were finally in vain.
Looking at the curly hair on her daughter's forehead, the fleshy face like a small apple, the big watery eyes blinking, and her face is serious and soft.
I sighed secretly in my heart, Xixi is no longer a "bear", she is really cute like a little angel.
I remember that people in the compound often say that Xixi is fat, and she is not happy to be a mother. The 6-year-old baby is cute and fat. Qiao Qin was also fat when she was a child.
That's why she didn't worry. Her mother's filter felt that her daughter now looked like a foreign child star Xiulan Temple, and she would definitely be a little beauty when she grew up.
"Okay, mom keeps it for you, go wash your hands and rinse your mouth, and take a nap."
Meizizi kissed her daughter a big mouth.
Wherever Qiao Qin would let Xixi eat leftovers, she promised to be afraid of making trouble for her.
After receiving a positive answer from her mother, Song Qiaoxi was relieved. She slipped away to wash her hands and rinse her mouth, and obediently went back to the cot next to the master bedroom for a nap.
Looking at the towel quilt folded like a piece of tofu, she carefully lifted it up and placed it on the side of the pillow intact. It was folded by Chu Jin, and she wanted to keep it for a while.
Pillow towels and bed sheets Mom didn't have time to change.
Nuo Tuanzi stretched comfortably on the small bed, thinking that Chu Jin was also lying on this bed last night, and embarrassedly buried her little face in the pillow.
An unfamiliar smell poured into the nostrils, a faint fragrance that smelled very comfortable.
Is this the smell of Chu Jin
This smell made her feel particularly secure, and even the matter of parting with Chu Jin became less difficult to accept.
Because she knows that the parting is only temporary, and Chu Jin will come back...
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The summer vacation of 1996 was extraordinarily long for school-age children in the newspaper compound because of the preschool classes.
The carefree childhood is like a white horse passing by, only knowing that the days of playing silly music are gone forever.
The first preschool class of the Primary School Affiliated to Teachers College officially ended on August 16th.
The cubs are idle, but the parents are here to live.
It is necessary to make time to go to the school to pick up school uniforms and books, buy school supplies, and change the size of the school uniform that was deliberately bought to a smaller size, cut the calendar paper to wrap the book cover, and other chores.
For more than a month, Nuo Tuanzi has fully adapted to the compound life in the 1990s. Under her leadership, the "Little Three Gang" has also settled a lot. Although Wang Junyang and Ding Yi's final grades were "horrible", But at least I don't have to work hard on the bike every day.
Song Qiaoxi's final grades were very good, with 99 points in Chinese and 100 points in mathematics, her parents were overjoyed.
During this time, she called Chu Jin's uncle's house several times, but each time either no one answered, or his uncle said that Chu Jin did not want to talk to her.
Alas, the dumpling hangs up every time in disappointment.
This made her yearn for the start of school in September. As soon as school started, she could see Chu Jin and ask him how he was doing.
A big living man would never ignore him, would he
Even secretly looking forward to it, hoping that if Chu Jin was assigned to a class with himself, that would be great!
August 19th is a Monday, and there are still two weeks before the start of the first grade.
Dad was in a hurry in the editorial department, so he rode a Mustang motorcycle to the unit early.
Song Qiaoxi sat on the small bench, one hand of candy-fried cake and one hand of sweet soy milk, ate and drank slowly, his eyes fixed on the little cartoon man dressed like a lantern on the TV screen.
Recently, I became obsessed with a cartoon called "Girl in the Alps", which was broadcast on Children's Channel for one morning.
There are jumping goats, lazy big dogs, and valleys so beautiful that people want to run. Heidi, grandpa and Peter live happily in the Alps.
She is full of curiosity about the taste of goat milk, grilled cheese and bread. The Alps are so beautiful, and she hopes to see it in person one day.
"Have you finished eating Xixi?"
Mother's voice came from the bedroom, and she immediately swallowed the fried cake and choked up the soy milk.
I was so fascinated by watching cartoons that I forgot to go out with my mother, so I quickly responded vaguely: "Okay."
Hearing the bedroom door open, Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened.
Mom is so beautiful today!
She wore a mint green waist-length dress with a moist pearl necklace hanging around her neck. Her long hair was clipped with bobby pins to reveal a slender and fair neck. At first glance, she was well-dressed and full of fairy spirit.
Seeing that my mother was holding a stack of red paper coupons in her hand, she curiously reached out and pointed, "What is this?"
"Shopping coupons issued by your father's unit. Today, mother will take you to Ginza Department Store to buy stationery, eat KFC at noon, and go to the school uniform of the teacher's school in the afternoon."
Qiao Qin shook the shopping coupon in front of her daughter, her eyes lit up when she saw the glutinous dumplings, and she couldn't help laughing.
Sure enough, no baby can resist the temptation of KFC.