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

CHAPTER 73

"Hey, how dirty the ground is, take the roast duck over, and mom will wipe the bag again for you." Qiao Qin straightened up and reached out to the girl.

After a moment of stunned, Song Qiaoxi picked up the vacuum-packed roast duck bag from the ground and handed it to her mother.

"Mom, you just said that I was in the second experiment class, and Chu Jin was in the first experiment class?"

Still squatting on the ground and not getting up, Song Qiaoxi wanted to check with her mother again. Did she misheard it just now?

The phone rang again, and my mother turned around to answer the phone with the packaging bag in her hand, only giving her an "OK" gesture.

The meaning couldn't be clearer, she heard it right.

"Hello? Ding sister-in-law, yes, yes, you have also received a foreign language call..." Mother Song put the roast duck on the small coffee table, her face was filled with a smile of "prosperity." "Miaomiao was assigned to Experiment 1? It was so coincidental that I was assigned to Experiment 1 even after everything, Xixi was in Experiment 2..."

The sound of the key opening the door came from the door of the house, and Chu Jin pushed the door in, nodded and asked Mama Song's question, and sat quietly on the shoe bench in the hallway to change shoes.

My mother smiled at Chu, and then said to the phone: "Oh, don't say so, this kid is so good at drawing. The Second High School is not bad at all. Ding Yi will definitely have a good future in the future. Sister-in-law, don't you in the afternoon. Go, I’ll take a taxi in the afternoon to bring back Ding Miao’s school uniform for you. Your shop is so busy... OK, this year’s time is tight, if I need to change the school uniform, I’ll take the kids over at night and change it first. The summer uniform, you’ve worked so hard for you sister-in-law, so let’s not talk about it yet, I will warm up the children’s meals."

Mom hung up the phone, picked up the roast duck on the small coffee table and walked to the kitchen.

With pride that could not be hidden on her face, she said to Chu Jin: "Extremely, Auntie has just received a foreign language call. You are assigned to Experiment 1 and you are the first place, and Xixi is assigned to Experiment 2 and is also the first. Name. In the afternoon, I’ll pick up your school uniforms. When I come back, I’ll try to see if it fits well. Your foreign language school uniforms look good. The little boys are in suits and the little girls are in woolen skirts. Auntie can’t wait to see how you look in school uniforms. ."

Qiao Qin's attitude towards boys and girls' dressing is different from that of ordinary families. She doesn't think that wearing well-dressed children will affect learning.

Adolescence is the best time. Little girls and young boys should dress beautifully and handsomely. She especially looks forward to the appearance of the two children in western-style uniforms.

"Well, thank Aunt Qiao, I know." Chu Jin nodded and replied.

Song Qiaoxi was still squatting in front of the suitcase, her legs almost numb, and plastic bags filled with snacks and souvenirs were thrown on the suitcase casually.

She put her hands on her knees, still thinking about her thoughts.

Suddenly, someone was touching her head, and he looked up and found that Chu Jin was already standing in front of him.

Leaning against her body, Chu Jin put a hand on her forehead and rubbed it lightly, "Hey, early in the morning, squatting here in a daze, classmate Song Qiaoxi? I ​​got the first place in the second experiment class, not happy?"

Song Qiaoxi tilted her head, pouting her mouth and said, "I didn't froze, nor was it unhappy, it was just a little depressed..."

She knew that the classes were not grouped together. In the final analysis, she still fell short in the exam rankings.