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

CHAPTER 54

Song Qiaoxi could feel the temperature of Chu's fingertips, it was warm.

I carefully thought about the whispers that Grandpa Sun and Chu Jin said. She didn't know why, her chest seemed to be blocked by something hot, and her eyes were slightly sour.

This is the first time in such a long time, and the only time that Chu Jin actively mentioned his dead parents.

Even if she saw her parents every day, but her mother was busy decorating, and during the months when her father sent her and Chu Jin dinner to Qiu Meng's sister's house on business trips, Song Qiaoxi would miss her father and mother every day.

I didn't even dare to think, how sad would it be to think of his parents when Chu Jin was alone?

But what Grandpa Sun said was magical, and it didn't make people feel sad at all.

Grandpa Sun kept talking about the past of Uncle Chu and Aunt Sun.

Stories large and small can clearly outline the image of Chu Jin's father and mother.

Uncle Chu always wore a straight uniform with a special hair style, very much like the returning overseas Chinese or the eldest young master of any family.

He likes to wear a leather jacket, leather gloves, and big leather boots in winter, like a pilot.

Aunt Sun likes to wear aqua blue dresses, loves to laugh, and is usually tender and gentle like a little girl. She is the "white moonlight" in the hearts of the young guys in the compound.

But when she started to work, her aura was stronger than that of the young guys of the same age.

The story of Grandpa Sun seems to have some magical power, Song Qiaoxi knows very clearly that the protagonist in the story is no longer there.

But they reappeared in front of her in such a vivid way. They would only find it funny, funny, and want to laugh. They would be curious about what happened next?

Curious about what Chu Jin’s mom and dad, his mom and dad, looked like when they weren’t there yet?

I am also curious about how the fairy wife of Grandpa Sun, the former "White Moonlight" grandmother of the compound decades ago, let Grandpa Sun chase her hands and spoil her for a lifetime.

However, these are not the most amazing.

What made Xixi feel the most amazing was Grandpa Sun’s wife. Grandma Sun had also passed away for many years.

But whenever Grandpa Sun mentioned his grandma, he smiled happily, and even the shyness of a teenager appeared in his eyes, and there was no sadness at all.

Why is this?

"Sometimes I don't dare to think about them..."

Chu Jin squeezed the strength of her wrist a little harder.

Song Qiaoxi raised her eyes, Chu Jin's dark black eyes couldn't see the bottom.

The two of them happened to stand in a place shaded by a street lamp, and they were obviously close, but they were unpredictable.

"Do you miss uncles and aunts?"

Song Qiaoxi asked in a low voice, standing there obediently, motionless.

Chu Jin didn't let go of her wrist, her voice was dull, and she said with a bit of difficulty: "Well, not sometimes, it's because I have been...I have never dared to think about Mom and Dad."

Song Qiaoxi felt that Chu Jin tonight, because of Grandpa Sun, suddenly became more talking.

Don't look at the two people getting along for so long day and night, he seldom talks with himself, or in other words, never talked.