Chapter 348: The Dragon Boat Festival is here!

The car drove to Li Yingzi's house again and picked Li Yingzi in the car.
In fact, why not let them drive by themselves? Jiang Siming was afraid of embarrassment, so he took the initiative to pick it up.
After all, the first time I came to this big family, I definitely needed to adapt to the time.
Drive home, the house will become lively.
Although the four women met for the first time, they were able to communicate unimpeded somehow, and they were like sisters in a while.
What made Jiang Siming speechless the most was Zhao Xiaoxiao greeted them and called mother...
He coaxed the three women to smile, but they made Jiang Siming very hard.
They are all young people in their early twenties, with a teenage daughter. Don't they feel awkward?
It's just that this is no longer Jiang Siming's control, it is still important to eat a big meal.
Today’s lunch was quite hearty, with a large table full of dishes, with a large plate of rice dumplings in the middle, heralding the Dragon Boat Festival.
Iris and wormwood are hung outside the gate, which is a custom throughout the country.
Five adults and a child are sitting around the dining table. There is a TV in the living room, accompanied by the fragrance of rice dumplings and delicious food, the atmosphere at home is very harmonious.
Jiang Siming took a zongzi apart and handed it to Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was drinking corn soup made by Wang Xinyi.
Zhao Xiaoxiao smiled and took a bite, showing a satisfied expression.
"Mom, can we eat here often in the future?" Zhao Xiaoxiao asked Zhao Xuan expectantly.
Zhao Xuan squeezed Zhao Xiaoxiao's face amusedly, and said, "You think the food your mother cooks is not delicious, right?"
"Yeah, I just want to play more with my mothers." Zhao Xiaoxiao explained quickly.
Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "If you want to come here, your mother will always bring you here, but you have to make Zhiruan Xinyi's mother happy and they can cook for you."
When Zhao Xiaoxiao heard this, she immediately got up and gave Wang Xinyi, Yin Zhirou, and Li Yingzi a zongzi each.
"Moms, please eat big rice dumplings!"
Everyone couldn't help but praised Zhao Xiaoxiao for being smart.
Jiang Siming could see clearly that this ghost girl is not as clever as she is on the surface, she is just a villain.
But the dumplings made by Xinyi and Zhirou were really delicious, and Jiang Siming ate the bacon dumplings in one bite.
With the salty aroma of bacon and steamed glutinous rice, it is full of contentment.
Zongzi existed a long time ago in ancient times, and later spread to Japan and Korea, and were extremely loved by the people of the two countries.
Japanese roll sushi and Korean rice dumplings are all transformed from Chinese zongzi.
There is actually no need for rice to have rice dumplings, just eat the dishes with zongzi, which is a kind of enjoyment that can only be eaten one day a year.
While eating, everyone was chatting, women were chatting about cosmetics and clothes, and Jiang Siming and Zhao Xiaoxiao chatted about games and comics.
This home atmosphere is the first time Jiang Siming has felt in Shanghai for so many years.
He has lived in Shanghai for seven years from university to the present, but he has never felt that Shanghai is a home.
But now Jiang Siming feels that where there is a lover is home.
On TV, the Dragon Boat Festival is also reported, and the dragon boat race is the biggest attraction of the Dragon Boat Festival.
But in fact, there are two other customs of Dragon Boat Festival in Jiang Siming's hometown. One is to wear sachets.
The purpose is that there are many snakes, insects, rats and ants in summer, and the villages in Yunnan will wear sachets to prevent mosquitoes and insects.
The sachet is accompanied by herbs, which not only improves refreshing, but also repels insects.
The other is smoked atractylodes, but this custom needs to be set on fire, which is easy to cause fire, and has been cancelled.
But the sachet has been circulating till now.
Jiang Siming took out a box and opened the small sachets with the appearance of small elephants inside. They were of different colors, each of which was very cute.
This was not made by Jiang Siming, it was made by Jiang Siming's grandma and sent to Jiang Siming.
"Come, come, pick one of each, this is my grandma's made."
Jiang Siming smiled and said to everyone.
The five women, including Zhao Xiaoxiao, fell in love with such a cute and beautiful sachet for a second, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and quickly chose one.
"It smells so good, it smells better than perfume."
"And the embroidery is so beautiful, the craftsmanship is great!"
"I must keep such a meaningful thing."
"Watch it well, after the Dragon Boat Festival, I want to hang it on my car accessories and keep it hanging."
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It's beautiful and fragrant. The most important thing is that Jiang Siming's grandmother made it. Can a few women like it?
Collect each one carefully, baby.
Jiang Siming closed the box and put it aside. There were still a few in the box, waiting for Tuantuan and Daida to return to them for the Dragon Boat Festival.
And Jiang Lan, Jiang Lan also went home, and gave her one when she came back.
It's a pity that Li Shengxue is not there, otherwise she could have one too.
Jiang Siming specifically told his grandmother to sew more sachets with so many sachets. The excuse is to give them to a friend. He dare not say that he would give it to his girlfriend.
It is estimated that grandma has to be scared.
Everyone put the sachets away, and even Zhao Xiaoxiao carefully put them into his clothes pockets, and touched them very fondly before willing to continue eating.
After reporting on the Dragon Boat Festival on TV, it began to report on today’s college entrance examination, the same as every year.
Examination rooms everywhere are the same, with a lot of parents crowded around the school gate waiting for the good news from their children.
There are also scenes of traffic police in various places maintaining order.
And then, a familiar lens appeared.
A CCTV host reported:
"At around 8:35 this morning, the owner of a Rolls-Royce private car in Shanghai ran through three red lights and drove at a speeding violation in order to send a candidate with a broken bicycle into the examination room. This was verified by the traffic police department. The car owner was given verbal education as appropriate, and no points were deducted. The car owner left immediately and did not accept an interview with reporters. We also gave this car owner who did good deeds and did not leave a name with applause and praise."
I went, CCTV reported it?
Jiang Siming really didn't expect that such a small incident was selected and reported by CCTV.
Although the host immediately switched the camera to report other news after reporting, but Jiang Siming's statement lasted at least ten seconds.
It’s surprising that CCTV news appeared for ten seconds.
Moreover, in the picture just now, we also photographed Jiang Siming and the traffic police when they were communicating, which is considered a real person.
"Congratulations, brother, you are famous again." Wang Xinyi said with a smile.
Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "I will let Douyu exclusively report on this in a while, and your live broadcast popularity is estimated to increase again."
"I will also send the news to the company in a while, let them see what a righteous chairman they have." Li Yingzi said with a smile.
Yin Zhirou also lost her skin, and said, "I will also give my students a lesson when class starts, so that they can learn this spirit."
"CCTV news has reported, Dad, you are really awesome!"
Zhao Xiaoxiao's mouth was full of oil and he did not forget to give Jiang Siming a thumbs up.
Now it's Jiang Siming's turn to blush a bit, so why are these one by one.
Just do a good deed. As for complimenting me so much, I am not a three-year-old kid!
Jiang Si is bright and dark ing...
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Five more! ! !
I originally wanted to take a leave for the Dragon Boat Festival, but after thinking about it, I still reluctant to give up to you book friends. I will give it to you as usual! Don't think too little, too little is too mixed.