Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 2

Sitting on the bench of the railway station police station, Song Qiaoxi dangled her short legs, holding a bottle of joy in both hands, and drinking with a straw in her mouth.

You must know that only the New Year's Welfare Institute will give children drinks.

"Joy."

Staring at the little milky white bottle in his hand, he remembered the sweet and sour taste.

Before long, there was a rush of footsteps and noisy voices in the corridor.

The office door "slammed" and opened.

Hearing the sound, Song Qiaoxi raised her head and saw two middle-aged people standing at the door.

The man is tall, with a pair of brown toad/magic mirrors on the bridge of his nose, his hair curls up and his face is beard, his shirt is open with two white ribs in his arms, and a BB machine is pinned to his waistband. The woman wore a long braid like Princess Aisha, and the aqua blue dress matched her snow-white complexion, and her tender and beautiful eyes were flushed with the tip of her nose.

Mom and Dad are here!

She remembered her father's name was Song Jianguo, who was a newspaper editor and was very busy working overtime. My mother's name is Qiao Qin. She works as a teacher in a higher vocational school. She has some leisure time at work and summer and winter vacations. They look exactly the same as they remembered.

Looking at them so blankly, his lips opened slightly, and he couldn't speak nervously.

Song Qiaoxi didn't have a hint of joy at this moment, because just now, she suddenly remembered that she had caused a catastrophe today.

Why did you show up at the train station alone?

The reason was that my parents arranged preschool, but the original owner did not want to go.

I took the class for the whole morning, took advantage of the lunch break, tore the book, stole a few "Great Unity" from my mother's wallet, hit a "yellow face" and went straight to the train station, preparing to escape to Thailand by train. Grandma's house in the city. Grandma and grandpa have always been obedient to her, and any request will be unconditionally met.

But as soon as I arrived at the waiting hall, I couldn't find North, and then there was an incident that was almost abducted by traffickers.

Playing truant, tearing books, stealing money, and sneaking out without saying hello.

Each of these four items is a big mistake in the orphanage. Song Qiaoxi is most afraid of the punishment of shutting down the black house if he has to be punished.

In a small space where you can't see your fingers, it's too terrible to call every day and the ground is not working.

The mixing of the old and new memories makes the brain a little confused, and even the vision becomes blurred.

Suddenly seeing her mother rushing over, Song Qiaoxi closed her eyes nervously.

It's over, this time there is a big deal...

What surprised her was that what was waiting for her was not the imaginary angry slap or loud scolding.

But an extremely warm embrace.

Being hugged tightly by her mother, the woman's voice trembled: "Xixi, Xixi, you scared mother to death, where did you go! Don't run around in the future, what can you do without your mother? Live..."

The little hand hanging next to him was held by someone, it was Dad.

He smiled in relief, gently squeezed fleshy wrist, and softly comforted: "Xixi is fine, it's fine."