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

CHAPTER 7

Song Qiaoxi was stunned, and looked around the small living room, except for a half-drinked cup of tea on the dining table, there was no one.

"Bata Bata" ran to the small bedroom on the west side, which was as hot as a steamer. This was her room. When I looked at it, it was empty.

Where's the bathroom, is he washing his hands?

When I ran to the door, the bathroom door was wide open, and the small space was clear at a glance, no one was there.

Mom and Dad's bedroom? This is the last hope...

With a nervous state of mind, I walked through the living room and opened the door of the master bedroom, only to see the clean steel wire bed, and the neatly folded towels like tofu blocks were pressed on the pillows.

She even squatted on the ground, tilted her head and looked at the bottom of the bed. Even if she knew that Chu Jin couldn't hide here, she still didn't give up on confirming it.

Sure enough, there was nothing.

Is Chu Jin really gone?

Who took him away and why is it so hasty.

She even regretted it now. If she didn't go to preschool this morning, would it be possible to prevent Chu Jin from being taken away?

The little brain hummed, in fact Song Qiaoxi had thought of it at school, that she was just a 6-year-old nuo dumpling, how could she keep Chu by her own efforts?

She couldn't be the master of this family, and it was impossible to force her parents to stay Chu Jin.

It is hard enough for them to raise one cub, not to mention that they are still a cub who eats a lot.

What if, what if you eat less in the future?

She still couldn't help but rushed anxiously from the bedroom to the kitchen.

The sound of the kitchen range hood stopped. Hearing mother's footsteps, Song Qiaoxi hugged the bead curtain at the kitchen door so that she could walk out of the kitchen.

"So behaved, thank you my dear girl, hurry up and wash your hands, and sleep for a while after eating, or get sleepy in class in the afternoon."

Mother holding two bowls of cucumber egg drop soup, looked at her with relief.

Watching her mother holding the soup bowl, carefully following her behind her **** and asking anxiously, "Mom, where is Brother Chu Jin?"

"Chu Jin was picked up by his younger 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 again.

"Then he will come back? When will he come back? Where does Chu Jin's uncle's house live? Is it far from our home..."

The first time I didn't listen to my mother's words, I went to wash my hands obediently, and the dumpling followed my mother's **** reluctantly, and chased into the kitchen one question after another without stopping.

Mother was washing the tea cup and looking at her a little curiously, "From now on, Chu Jin will live with his younger uncle. His younger uncle's house is not far from ours. Chu Jin also goes to the Normal School attached to the school in September. You are still classmates. Isn't it possible to meet every day?"

With that said, mother wiped the water on the stove with a rag, rubbed her little head, and asked with a gentle smile: "Why, so reluctant to bear my brother? Mom took down the phone number of Chu Jin's uncle's house, you can call him Call, invite him to play at home."