"Hey, are you talking about puppy love with an eggplant or a potato?" Song Qiaoxi smacked her arm with her elbow, and made herself laugh, "Pfft, Teacher Qi is too funny, puppy love? That's impossible to have puppy love. of... ... "
Chu Jin was still holding the stack of math workbooks in his hand, and saw the curly-haired girl beside him smiling with her almond eyes bent into two crescent moons, her eyes full of water vapor, as pure as a little daisy swaying in the breeze after the rain.
"Do you think it's funny?" Song Qiaoxi straightened up, raised her hand to tighten the ponytail behind her head, and raised her face to ask him.
"Well." Chu Jin smiled cooperatively, trying not to reveal his flaws.
She is still young and ignorant, and even the young boys and girls have not experienced the throbbing of their original hearts...
Then hide the throbbing in his own heart secretly.
When will it be hidden
Chu Jin made a promise with herself, why don't she hide it until her eighteenth birthday.
Thinking of this, he suddenly relaxed a lot, picked up the stack of workbooks in his hand, and lightly smashed it on Song Qiaoxi's head.
"Ouch..." Song Qiaoxi squatted down holding her head and looked at Chu Jin sadly.
In fact, it doesn't hurt. It's just that children have a habit of fighting each other since childhood, and they always like to exaggerately howl twice.
Chu Jin looked down at Song Qiaoxi and said solemnly, "However, I also remind you that what Teacher Qi said, you must not take it lightly. You must not have any signs of puppy love before the age of eighteen."
Song Qiaoxi puffed out her mouth and turned into an angry little puffer fish again, "What's wrong with you guys today, all the strange ones, they all told me not to fall in love until I was eighteen..."
Song Qiaoxi felt aggrieved after being educated by the teacher, and inexplicably being taught a lesson by a good friend of the same age.
Could it be that you didn't read the almanac when you went out today
It's really like what Qiu Mengmeng said to her, don't blame the society for a little bit...
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The "puppy love" turmoil passed quickly. Although some classmates in the post bar continued to crave CP, whether they were going to school or after school, or when the first and second experimental classes were in PE class together, the "melon eaters" did not see it. Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin have any intimate actions.
The "bancao" dispute has been arguing for a long time.
However, only the students in the first experimental class knew that the two "class girls" in their class were not only at the same table, but the relationship between the two was quite good, and there was no unpleasantness caused by the posts in the post bar.
The "gossip" of junior high school students comes and goes quickly.
By the Christmas of 2002, the topic of "bancao" and "bancaobanhua early love" has long been diluted by other "gossip".
One weekend before Christmas, Dad Song came back to Qizhou from Beijing as usual to spend the weekend with his wife and daughter.
This week, Song Jianguo also has an important task, that is, this weekend, he will take the "Little Gang of Five" to see the latest release of "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone".
On the phone, my daughter has been talking about it for several weeks, and she wants to invite her friends to see it together, but my mother is worried that they will go by themselves.
Song's mother was going to a driving school on the weekend. The parents of Ding's and Wang's families didn't have time, so Song Jianguo's ears were about to become calluses.
Last week and last week, Song Jianguo went back to Qizhou, but unfortunately the five little friends didn't get together, making Song Qiaoxi anxious, like ants on a hot pot every day.
The Harry Potter series is the little girl's favorite novel, and it has a special meaning to her.
When I read the Harry Potter series for the first time, the protagonists in it were all eleven years old. That year, Song Qiaoxi was also eleven years old. I looked forward to the day of the new book every year, as if I had entered Hogwarts in parallel time and space. The magic school learned the same.
On December 20, 2002, it was a Friday. Before Song Jianguo went upstairs at night, he took out two boxes from his carry-on suitcase and put them in the storage room in the basement before going upstairs.
The next day was Saturday, Song Qiaoxi got up early, and today Dad is going to take them to the "Little Gang of Five" to watch "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" together.
Twelve-year-old Song Qiaoxi made up her mind that starting today, she will learn to braid herself.
She had tried several times before, although she couldn't tie it properly at all, and broken hair often fell out, but she didn't give up and tried to tie her hair well.
Mom occupied the bathroom, anxious to go to the driving school.
She was standing in front of the full-length mirror by the door, with a rubber band in her mouth, and combing her hair awkwardly with a comb in one hand.
The sound of the key opening the door came from the door. After Chu Jin came in, he was stunned for a while before sitting down to change his shoes.
With the headband in his mouth, Song Qiaoxi raised his chin at him, and when it was time to say hello, he asked inarticulately, "Are you so early?"
"Well, isn't Aunt Qiao going to the driving school? I'll make breakfast for you." Chu Jin frowned, stared at her for a while, and said hesitantly, "I'll tie your hair later?"
Using the comb and hands to gather the long curly and soft hair behind her head, Song Qiaoxi put down the comb, took the head rope from her mouth and tried to tie a ponytail behind her head, raised her eyelids and said to Chu Jin, "It's alright, I think I can do it, but if I can’t do it once, try it a few more times. You go and make breakfast first, and I’ll tie up my braids and go to the kitchen to help you.”
"I don't need your help in the kitchen, you can just wait and eat." Chu Jin replied to her in a deep voice, turning around and entering the kitchen.
"I'll help you, I'll come right away." Song Qiaoxi replied, vaguely wondering why Chu Jin didn't look good, as if he was a little unhappy.
I don't know if it was because of being divided into classes and separated from his friends, Song Qiaoxi, who was alone in the second experimental class, became independent.
In the elementary school attached to the normal school, he had to hold Ding Miao's hand when going to the bathroom between classes, and almost no one went to the toilet by himself.
Whether she was thirsty, hungry, or sleepy, she was at the same table, and like a jingle cat, she always turned out warm water, snacks, and a small pillow folded from a sweater.
Of course it is good to have someone to take care of, and everyone wants to enjoy the feeling of being taken care of.
But since her twelfth birthday, Song Qiaoxi has a desire to grow up and become stronger in her heart.
Just like that day, Song Qiaoxi was very frustrated because she was not assigned to the same class with Chu Jin. After that, Chu Jin encouraged her, saying that he believed in her, and she would definitely be admitted to the first experimental class in the first year of junior high school.
Now Song Qiaoxi hopes that one day, he can have a strong heart without relying on the encouragement and comfort of others.
Then, the first step to independence is to learn to braid by yourself!
If she learns to braid her hair, she won't have to trouble her mother and Chu Jin in the morning, and it will be a relief for them, right
With that in mind, the ponytail is already tied.
Song Qiaoxi stared in the mirror for a long time, then pouted and muttered to herself, "Ah, it seems, it's still a little crooked?"
After a few seconds, Song Qiaoxi was delighted with herself in the mirror, shook her loose ponytail, tightened her braid with her hands, and said to herself, "But it's okay, practice makes perfect, tomorrow will make progress!"
She turned around and walked to the kitchen to help. She washed her hands first and saw Chu Jin was putting oatmeal in the pot.
"Do you want to eat oatmeal?" Song Qiaoxi looked up and asked him.
Chu Jin cut open the milk carton with scissors, poured it into the pot, folded the milk carton after emptying, frowned at her for a few seconds, "You braids... Forget it, um, eat milk oatmeal Porridge, fried eggs, and a few more steamed buns to eat?"
"Okay." Song Qiaoxi was finishing washing, but he couldn't hear what he said at the beginning of the rushing water.
After washing her hands, she took out the frozen meat buns and custard buns from the refrigerator, squatted down and took out the steamer from the kitchen cabinet, added water to the steamer, and then skillfully placed the buns on the drawer.
Since her father went to work in Beijing, Song Qiaoxi has intentionally learned to do housework with her mother and Chu Jin, thinking that she can help her mother and Chu Jin share more.
You can't just let Chu Jin do things for her mother alone, she also has to learn to be reliable.
For more than half a year, she has learned simple kitchen skills such as steaming buns, steaming buns, cooking porridge, and cooking noodles.
"You put it there, I'll bring it over later." Chu Jin reminded her, pouring oil into the frying pan, "Go out quickly, there is oily smoke from the fried eggs."
"Let me see, follow you to learn how to fry eggs?" Song Qiaoxi didn't think about going out, and probed behind Chu Jin.
"click" sound.
Chu Jin turned off the gas valve, turned around with the spatula in hand, and said with a serious face, "If you go out, the oil will jump on you."
"Then why aren't you afraid of being caught by the oil? I saw that when my mother was cooking, there would also be oil..." Blinking her eyes, Song Qiaoxi asked inexplicably.
She just wanted to learn how to fry eggs, and she didn't understand why Chu Jin looked so unhappy, just like he wasn't very happy when he saw himself combing his hair just now.
Learn something more, okay
"..." Chu Jin couldn't find a suitable reason for a while, and the two of them were deadlocked for more than ten seconds until Mama Song opened the kitchen door and walked in from the dining room.
Qiao Qin walked over with a smile, took the spatula from Chu Jin's hand, and pushed the two children out the door, "Oh, why are Jin Jin and Xixi so sensible? Okay, let's go out, the rest of me Come on, don't you want to go to the movies after eating? Have you made an appointment with Miaomiao and Yangyang on the phone?"
"It's an appointment, can I learn to fry eggs with you, Mom?" Song Qiaoxi turned around and said to her mom.
Mom said with a look of disgust: "Don't make trouble with me, I'll teach you another day."
While waiting for breakfast, Song Qiaoxi picked up a copy of the latest issue of "Man Friends: Comics 100", leaning on the sofa and flipping through it boredly.
Suddenly, Chu Jin came out of the bathroom with a comb in his hand, walked behind her, and untied the headband on his head with one hand.
The loose ponytail that was already loose suddenly spread over her shoulders, Song Qiaoxi threw the "Man You Comic 100" in her hands, touched the top of her head with both hands, turned her head in disbelief and asked, "What are you doing? Tied up!"
She didn't seem to have expected such a big reaction, Chu Jin pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Your braid was crooked just now, I'll tie it for you again."
"Okay, then can you teach me how to tie the braids tightly without crooked?" Song Qiaoxi turned her head honestly, grabbing her long curly hair with both hands.
Chu Jin was silent, then neatly divided the little girl's hair into two layers and tied it in a way that would not hurt her scalp.
"Okay." He didn't answer Song Qiaoxi's question, he held the comb in one hand and let go of her silky smooth hair with the other.
The hair that the little boy's fingertips touched was cool and soft, like silk.
His throat was sore, Chu Jin felt that he had no way to answer Song Qiaoxi's question, so he could only quickly return to the bathroom with a comb.
Why, Song Qiaoxi began to learn how to braid her own hair, and even wanted to learn how to fry eggs
She has not been able to braid her since she was a child, and he has braided her for 6 years...
Usually, isn't Xixi most afraid of oil splashes
The delicate mind of Chu Jin, at this time, his chest was a little stuffy, the little boy couldn't understand the little girl's idea of wanting to be independent, and he had no way of knowing that the little girl's original intention was to help him relieve his burden.
And Chu Jin silently asked himself a question in his heart, "Song Qiaoxi, doesn't she need me anymore?"
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Father Song drove his private car and took his five children to the cinema in the shopping mall.
Fortunately, he asked a friend to book five tickets for the row in advance, and the position was in the seventh row, in the middle.
"Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" is so popular that tickets are particularly hard to buy, and the weekends and daytime shows are basically full.
When they arrived at the cinema on the top floor of the shopping mall, there were still more than 40 minutes before the first screening. The entrance to the cinema was full of teenagers, and many parents brought their younger children.
Song Jianguo was not at all interested in this kind of western fantasy magic movie, mainly because these children were all twelve or thirteen years old.
Let them go out to play by themselves, they always feel uneasy, but let the parents follow the whole process, not to mention the embarrassment of a few children, even Song Jianguo himself feels awkward.
"Dad, you don't have to follow us. You can go shopping, eat something, and pick us up later." Song Qiaoxi grabbed Dad's arm, shook it, and winked at him.
"Ah, that's fine. It just so happens that your uncle Sun lives nearby. I'll go to him for tea." Song Jianguo remembered his old subordinate when he was working at the newspaper, reporter Xiao Sun, and was going to call him to make an appointment to catch up.
He called all the remaining four children over and said, "You 'Little Five People' will finish the movie after a while, don't run around. Uncle finds friends to play for a while, and when the movie is over, I will come and pick you up. Eat KFC."
"Don't worry, Uncle Song!" Ding Miao nodded obediently and replied.
Wang Junyang said, "Uncle Song, don't worry, I'm a dog running around!"
Song Jianguo: What is wrong with what this kid Yangyang said
When the children went out, the parents stuffed their pocket money, bought caramel popcorn and coke together, and waited in line to enter.
"Hey! Song Qiaoxi! You also come to see Harry portter?"
Suddenly, Song Qiaoxi heard a familiar voice with a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent calling her name.
Turning his head, he found that Gu Wei, the mixed-race "little milk dog" who made the senior sisters scream every day in the Hot Dance Club, held a movie ticket in his hand and ran over to her while waving.
Gu Wei's personality is extravagant, and when he sees an acquaintance, he is so excited that he almost jumps in front of Song Qiaoxi, wraps her shoulders and says excitedly, "You like Harry Porter too? It's a coincidence, you know, King's Cross Railway in London. Station, there really are Platform Nine and Three-Quarters!”
He didn't notice it at all, behind him there was a pair of stern eyes that could kill people, staring at him stubbornly.
"No, what bird language is this guy talking about?" Ding Yi rolled his eyes and complained to Chu Jin, but saw Chu Jin looking coldly at Gu Wei's hand on Song Qiaoxi's shoulder.