CHAPTER 36

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Later, Song Qiaoxi hit the side and asked Chu Jin several times why she could only share her dream with him?

Chu Jin returned to his taciturn and refused to answer this question. He didn't like to talk at first. Xiao Nuo Tuan asked a few times and found it boring, so he stopped asking.

Anyway, she was big-hearted, and she was quickly attracted by other new things.

This morning, before going to school, my mother told her and Chu Jin to be old for a long time. To be precise, they started talking at dinner time yesterday and told them several times in detail about the meeting time and place for the small dining table at noon.

Song Qiaoxi listened, she didn't worry, anyway, Chu Jin could remember everything, in addition to the unforgettable things, there was also the ability to never forget.

As soon as the bell rang after school at noon, a few schoolbags packed up in advance had left the bench, waiting for Teacher Feng to rush out of the classroom.

Children at this age always have a special "competitive desire", that is, they want to be No. 1 in everything they do, and even whoever runs out of school after school has to fight first.

Song Qiaoxi did not rush to pack her schoolbags. It was still cold at the end of March. What her mother prepared for her and Chu Jin was warm water, which was filled in the red "Unbreakable" kettle.

Although it is "not broken", but Nuo Tuanzi is frivolous, has been in school for less than two years, and has broken several "not broken"...

It was Chu Jin, and he still used the first-grade water bottle, except for a little scratch on the surface, there was nothing wrong with it.

Song Qiaoxi was chanted by her mother every day about "Little Prodigal Stuff", so she learned how Chu Jin cherishes things.

Today is Monday, April 6, 1998.

From noon onwards, the two children officially stopped going home for lunch, and had to report to the "Red Flag Small Dining Table".

Song Qiaoxi was a little excited when I went to the "Small Dining Table" for the first time. I heard from the classmates who had been there that the food at the "Red Flag Small Dining Table" was very delicious.

Although my mother’s cooking is already delicious, it is always a little lacking in freshness to eat every day.

Pack the schoolbags and put them directly in the table hole, just walk with the kettle.

The lunch break is not long, and the teacher will arrange everyone to take a nap after the meal.

With the kettle in his hand, he walked to the meeting point at the school gate with Chu Jin.

Grandma Zhang, a silver-haired retired teacher in the attached elementary school, waved to them with vigor and greeted them with a smile, "Hello, welcome two new students to join the Red Flag table."

The other children all knew each other, they just got together, lined up, and stood in pairs. The probe stepped and looked at Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, who had newly joined the "Small Dining Table".

Grandma Li put on reading glasses and started counting the number of people.

There were more than a dozen children and girls. A few girls shyly gave Chu a few glances, looked up and down Song Qiaoxi, and began to bite each other's ears and whisper.

It's just that Song Qiaoxi's voice was a little bit awkward.

"That's the Bancao from Class 5 of the second grade. It's really handsome, so tall, huh? He seems to be the literary committee of their class next to him."

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