Mixed Chapter 51
byDragon Boat Festival
After Lin Zi’s entanglement came to an end, Chi Nuan still felt uneasy.So she took the initiative to take over the job of taking him to and from get off work.
Eight minutes before the end of class, the “little kids” in the studio couldn’t sit still and began to fish openly.They scrambled to occupy the pool, washed and bagged the painting tools with quick movements.Use the last two or three minutes to have a heated discussion about vacation arrangements with your friends.
There were three or two students who were counting the seconds and left their seats early. When the time was up, they took all their belongings and flew out in one stride.
“Teacher Song, have a happy Dragon Boat Festival!”
“Teacher, have a happy holiday!”
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As a veteran, Song Shixue had long been accustomed to the behaviors they did before the holidays.She responded to those holiday wishes naturally, and then walked downstairs to greet the early summer sunset.
She rummaged through her bag to find a light gray sun umbrella, lowered her eyes and followed the semicircular handle to pull out the support pole.
“Can I touch Teacher Song’s umbrella?” Chi Nuan asked her with a deep smile.
“Xingxing? Aren’t you usually waiting for me at the school gate? Why did you suddenly want to come in today?” Chi Nuan, who stared at Song Shixue and put her hands behind her back, slightly bent over and raised two small crescents towards her, felt a little surprised.
“I miss you so much today.” I can’t wait to see you.
Chi Nuan suddenly appeared in front of Song Shixue, with her favorite smile, facing the afterglow and giving it to her.
Then in the afterglow, I said I missed her.
Finally, in early summer, in a not-so-hot climate, they kissed each other with burning eyes.
“Teacher Song, your face is so red.”
“Because of the weather.”
Chi Nuan held an umbrella, and Song Shixue walked on her right side.
The ball head that had been pierced for a day became a little loose, bobbing up and down with the frequency of Song Shixue’s walking.Then Chi Nuan noticed that the tips of her ears were red.
There was a proud kitten who was shy again.
Really, really cute.
The two went home, picked up Twinkle in the car, brought gifts and miscellaneous things, and rang Chi Sangzhi’s doorbell.
“Oh, come in, come in!” Chi Sangzhi took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, looked up again, and found the soft and shiny white flowers in Song Shixue’s arms. “Ah, good dog, good dog.”
Chi Sangzhi has always liked kittens and puppies, but he doesn’t have the extra time and energy to raise them. In addition, Chi Nuan is studying in school, so the matter of raising pets has been abandoned.
Twinkle was hugged by her.It tilted its head and looked at Chi Sangzhi obediently with its two small black grapes.
“What’s your name?” Chi Sangzhi’s voice automatically changed, as if coaxing a child.
Is this tone and movement still my mother?Now she really wants to ask the master to make a bowl of talisman/water for Ms. Chi to drink.
“Mom, the puppy can’t talk.”
Song Shixue entered the living room carrying the gift and smiled: “Auntie, it’s called Twinkle.”
“You have to tell me! I also know that it can’t talk! It’s better for us, Xiaoxue!” She hugged Twinkle and looked around and couldn’t put it down. “You think so, Twinkle.”
“Yes, I am superfluous.” Chi Nuan said helplessly, with a look of happiness on his face.
Since Chi Sangzhi accepted their relationship, she also found time to add Song Shixue’s WeChat account.At first, I asked her whether her daughter was obedient at her house, and whether the two of them had any quarrels. Later, I felt that I could chat with Song Shixue very well. In addition, after I learned from Chi Nuan that her main business was a very popular painter, the more I looked at this “eldest daughter”, the more rare I felt.
And Chi Nuan was abandoned by Ms. Chi long ago.
Now with the addition of Shining, her status at home is even lower.
After dinner, Chi Sangzhi placed all the ingredients for making rice dumplings that she had prepared on the dining table. She calculated the time and wrapped and cooked them the day before the Dragon Boat Festival, so that they would be perfect for eating the next day.
“Xiaoxue, can you make rice dumplings?” Chi Sangzhi asked her.
“No, aunt, please teach me.”
“Hey, Mom, I’m coming too.”
“Go, go, don’t make trouble. Think about what you made last year. When you put it in the pot, it all boiled apart!” Ms. Chi drove her away impatiently.
“Oh, just let me try again. What if I learn it this year?” Chi Nuan squatted and looked at Chi Sangzhi pitifully.
“Okay, okay, bag, bag, bag!”
Chi Sangzhi took a rice dumpling leaf and said, “First roll this leaf into a funnel shape.”
“Then, scoop out a spoonful of filling and fill it eighty cents full. Just eighty cents full will do.” The longer leaves were folded. “If it’s not flat, press it twice.”
Finally, she pulled out a rope and twisted it twice and tied a knot.
Three times five times two, it’s done.
“Will it?” She asked Chi Nuan with her chin raised.
Chi Nuan lowered his eyes. The rice dumplings in his hands were loose and the fillings were exposed at the corners: “Well, it should be possible, maybe not.”
“Tsk, go, go, go and play!” Chi Sangzhi glanced at Song Shixue next to him, who was full and cute. “Look at Xiaoxue, she was so successful the first time, why are you so handicapped?”
Chi Nuan imitated Sun Wukong, who was chanting a tight curse by Tang Monk, and covered his head, ahhhhhh, stop scolding, stop scolding!
Song Shixue was amused.
“Xiaoxue is from Sichuan City, right? Our family likes salted egg yolk meat stuffing. I was afraid that you wouldn’t be used to it, so I went online to buy a bag of Sichuan-style sausage. I don’t know if it is authentic or not. You can try it later. If it tastes good, I will make more of this flavor next time.” Chi Sangzhi said with a smile.
The movement of her hand paused, revealing two shallow little pear dimples: “Thank you, auntie.”
Before she met Chi Nuan, all festivals were the same as usual for Song Shixue.I wouldn’t buy moon cakes or rice dumplings just because today is the Mid-Autumn Festival or the Dragon Boat Festival.In addition, since I have been alone since I came out of society, I feel that it is even more unnecessary.
After all, such festivals symbolize reunion with family, and Song Shixue had no family.
Later, she met and fell in love with Chi Nuan, and Chi Sangzhi also regarded her as a family member. These originally lonely and gloomy festivals for her regained their strongest color, and reunion regained its original meaning.
Chi Nuan fills the void of love for her.
The lack of family affection was filled by Chi Sangzhi.
Zongzi is boiled into boiling water and bubbles.Song Shixue fell into love and bubbled.
Early the next morning, Chi Sangzhi tied mugwort and calamus into a bunch with red paper and stuck them on the lintel according to the custom of previous years. He also cooked a few rice dumplings and let them cool for a while.Just as he was about to ask them to eat rice dumplings, the next second they appeared in front of the dining table. The three of them seemed to have telepathy.
Chi Sangzhi noticed that Chi Nuan was still holding a camera in her hand and teased her: “Why do you want to take pictures this year? You never took out your camera before Xiaoxue didn’t come to our house during the Dragon Boat Festival.”
“This year is different. You see, I brought you a girlfriend and a “child” home this year. It’s so lively, right.” Chi Nuan was busy giving Ms. Chi a shoulder squeeze and “showing your courtesy.” “It’s such a lively and happy day. Shouldn’t we take photos to commemorate it?”
Ms. Chi was very happy to hear these words. She lowered her lips and said, “Okay, okay, our great photographer, where should you stand?”
“Ms. Chi must be the one standing in the middle! If you hold Twinkle again, Teacher Song and I will stand next to you.” Chi Nuan commanded.
One piece.
Two sheets.
“Mom, please take two more pictures for me and Teacher Song.”
Chi Nuan hugged Shining, and they kissed again while alternating their gazes.
One piece.
Shining raised her head, and they couldn’t help but stick together.
Two sheets.
Chi Sangzhi pursed his lips. This time, he couldn’t hold back the corners of his lips, and he looked like he had been bumped: “Oh! You two think I don’t exist! I don’t think I even need to eat rice dumplings!”
They ended the group photo with laughter, peeled off the rice dumplings and raised glasses with faces full of happiness.
“Have a happy Dragon Boat Festival!”