Chapter 223: Dragon Boat Festival extra
Chapter 223 Dragon Boat Festival extra
Dragon Boat Festival.
Ji Huan has no concept of the Dragon Boat Festival. He is an orphan. He has never had a chance to celebrate the festival since he was a child. He also grew up in a foreign country, so the Dragon Boat Festival is already far away in his memory.
Jiang Junlin doesn’t like to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival because he doesn’t eat rice dumplings, but Gu Ziyu is too keen on celebrating various festivals. If the Qingming Festival is not celebrated by the dead, he would not even think about the Qingming Festival.
On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Ji Xun was invited to his home to celebrate the festival. Ji Xun rarely rested and wanted to ask Mr. Jiang to go fishing in the sea. "I have something to do."
Gu Ziyu said, "Uncle is coming to celebrate the festival!"
"Then I'll come too!" Ji Xun said, "It's not a very important thing."
“Then come early!”
Gu Ziyu is nine years old this year. He still has a milky voice, but he is very tall. He is taller than the average person of his age. He has already taken the shape of a young man. He has graduated with a doctorate and has officially reported to the National Security Bureau. He was really trained by Chen Liangdong. He became a young man with good roots and a bright future.
This is not the first time that Ji Huan has been a guest at Gu Ziyu's house. Since Lu Zhiyuan moved to Lantian Villa this year, he has come often. He is familiar with the house and has brought two bottles of red wine to the door.
As soon as I parked my car, I saw Lu Zhiyuan cutting pork belly in the courtyard.
Ji Xun, “…”
“You’re good to come, come and cut the meat!” Lu Zhiyuan looked at the oil on his hands with disgust. He really didn’t like doing housework, but Gu Ci and Gu Ziyu loved the atmosphere.
“Third Master, that’s not appropriate!” The Third Master’s temperament is very different from that of the Third Master back then. Ji Xun is still used to calling him Third Master.
"You are not suitable, but am I suitable?" Lu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. Although he was smiling, he had the domineering look of a superior, "I will let Jiang Junlin do it later."
"I don't believe you can call him."
Lu Zhiyuan said with a half-smile, "As long as Xiaoci can handle it."
"I do not believe!"
Lu Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "Ji Xun, if you behave well, Xiaoci can boast about your virtue and virtue in the Jiang family later. Don't forget, you are still excluded from the Jiang family."
Ji Xun, "Leave the pork belly and I'll cut it!"
He washed his hands, put on gloves and came to cut the meat. Gu Ci took out the washed rice dumpling leaves. Lu Zhiyuan went over to take the rice dumpling leaves and dry them together. The two kissed sweetly.
Gu Ci said, "Why hasn't eldest brother come yet?"
“What can he do if he comes and doesn’t eat?”
Gu Ci said, "I specially prepared to make the candied date rice dumplings that he likes to eat."
“Why aren’t my favorite egg yolk meat dumplings available?” Lu Zhiyuan asked.
“Ziyu doesn’t like egg yolks!”
“Zi Yu doesn’t eat candied date rice dumplings, so why are there candied date rice dumplings?” Lu Zhiyuan asked, “How come Jiang Junlin has the right to eat candied date rice dumplings that Zi Yu doesn’t like?”
Gu Ci looked at the sky in silence and thought for three seconds, "My husband can change, but my brother can't. Please understand."
Lu Zhiyuan, "?"
This is no longer the time for you to lock me up, break my legs, and don’t want to change your husband?
"Third Master, your family's status is getting lower and lower!" Ji Xun was at the side to make up for the damage.
“Better than you, you still can’t get in.”
Ji Xun, “…”
It hurts my heart!
Lu Zhiyuan hated Jiang Junlin, and Jiang Junlin didn't necessarily like him. However, during the holidays, his brother and brother-in-law had to meet at the same dinner table.
My brother’s lover is also his right-hand man.
It’s quite cruel!
Talking about Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, Jiang Junlin's car parked next to Ji Xun and came in with a box of crabs and a box of seasonal cherries. Ji Xun smiled when he saw him, "Brother, today's pork belly rice dumplings, I cut the pork belly." Yes, would you like to eat one as a favor?”
“Thank you for the invitation, I appreciate it!” Jiang Junlin coldly rejected his invitation.
Ji Huan lowered his head in disappointment, like a little wolf dog that wagged its tail and begged for mercy after being rejected. Mr. Jiang's heart was as solid as stone, and he could handle the fruits, but he would never touch a bite of the rice dumplings, and even feeding Ji Huan mouth to mouth was useless.
Lu Zhiyuan nodded to him coldly, as a greeting. The two of them had always been getting along with each other, one being colder than the other, like strangers.
Say one more word and they lose!
"Uncle, uncle..." Gu Ziyu waved from upstairs, then ran downstairs, "Let's make rice dumplings together. There are candied date rice dumplings you like."
“Okay, you take the crabs and steam them.” Jiang Junlin rubbed his head. Gu Ziyu diligently took the crabs and cherries in and volunteered to steam the crabs.
After Gu Ci and Lu Zhiyuan drained the rice dumpling leaves, Ji Xun had almost cut the pork belly. Gu Ci added the sauce to marinate. She didn't have the strength to stir it.
Chiang Junlin said, "I'll do it!"
He didn't dislike pork belly either. He rolled up his sleeves, took the stirring stick from Gu Ci, and stirred the pork belly evenly. Jiang Junlin looked at at least ten kilograms of pork belly and asked Gu Ci, "How many rice dumplings do you want to make?" "Two hundred to three A hundred.”
Lu Zhiyuan blurted out, "What are you doing with so many rice dumplings?"
“Dragon Boat Festival, let’s give it to someone.” Gu Ci said, “I have already made an agreement with my grandma, uncle, uncle Chen, master and dad to wait until we wrap the rice dumplings and send them over!”
Lu Zhiyuan and Jiang Junlin agreed for the first time, "No need."
"Why?"
Ji Huan burst into laughter. Jiang Junlin looked over. He suppressed his laughter again and fell on Jiang Junlin's shoulders with joy, hugging his waist as softly as a bone.
Jiang Junlin pushed his elbow back, but Ji Xun didn't let go. He insisted on sticking to him and took the opportunity to touch his waist.
Lu Zhiyuan and Jiang Junlin looked at each other. To be honest, this was the first time they tried making rice dumplings by themselves this year because Gu Ziyu suddenly wanted to have the atmosphere of the Dragon Boat Festival.
None of them has ever made rice dumplings.
Both Jiang Junlin and Lu Zhiyuan were self-aware and did not think they could make any good rice dumplings. It was one thing to eat them themselves, but there was no need to give them away.
Gu Ci also understood the hidden meaning of her husband and brother, "I think... it will definitely succeed!"
She paused, "I believe you!"
“That’s not necessary!” Lu Zhiyuan and Jiang Junlin said in unison.
Ji Xun couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Jiang Junlin and laughed.
The glutinous rice has been soaked long ago, and the golden candied dates have been washed. After the pork belly is marinated, a few people start making rice dumplings with great interest, all wearing disposable gloves.
Two hours later…
Gu Ziyu looked at the zongzi with crooked melons and cracked dates, and concluded expressionlessly, "You guys let me down so much!"
The rice dumplings were either leaking rice, or were very ugly, and the shape of the rice dumplings was particularly ugly. Originally, two rice dumpling leaves would be enough, but the rice kept leaking, so they simply wrapped a bunch of them.
Some of the rice dumplings made by Lu Zhiyuan and Jiang Junlin are even round!
Ji Xun specially learned cooking skills for Jiang Junlin and was considered the most talented. He contributed dozens of the best-looking rice dumplings, half of which were made of candied dates. He would mark which of the candied dates he felt was bigger on the rice dumplings. To Jiang Junlin.
Gu Ziyu was holding the rice dumplings he made and said with disdain, "Dad, the ones you made are not as good-looking as mine."
Lu Zhiyuan said expressionlessly, "After peeling off the skin, it's just glutinous rice and meat. What's the difference?"
Gu Ziyu, “…”
For the rice dumplings, Gu Ci built a stove in the yard and bought a large pot that could cook hundreds of rice dumplings at one go. The rice dumplings he wanted to eat in the afternoon were placed in a pressure cooker to cook them faster.
Ji Xun said, "I heard that food cooked in earthen pots is better than pressure cookers?"
Lu Zhiyuan asked, "What's the principle?"
“I don’t know, that’s what everyone says!”
“Be smart and don’t follow what others say!”
Jiang Junlin said calmly, "As a human being, you should also keep a thin line. You have experienced everything before expressing your opinion."
Ji Xun suppressed his laughter and said nothing. He is a husband or a boss, whatever you want to mean, it has nothing to do with him. Gu Ziyu doesn't care about these things and is having a sumptuous Dragon Boat Festival dinner.
Ji Huan and Lu Zhiyuan discovered the problem when Jiang Junlin, Ji Huan and Lu Zhiyuan gathered around the big pot in the yard. Ji Huan said, "It's over, the rice is leaking. Who made the rice dumplings? They were not tied tightly."
“This one is also missing.”
“Pick it out first!”
Jiang Junlin, Lu Zhiyuan, and Ji Xuan picked out the missing and broken rice dumplings, and picked out fifty or sixty. Ji Xuan said, "It must be the two of you. Neither Ziyu nor Xiaoci did such a low-level thing." mistake."
Lu Zhiyuan and Jiang Junlin looked at each other and looked at Gu Ci, who was studying cooking with Gu Ziyu in the kitchen. Lu Zhiyuan asked, "What should I do? Xiao Ci is very excited to give rice dumplings, so we can't let her down."
Jiang Junlin pondered for a moment, "To be honest, in order to avoid overturning the car, I have a box of ready-made rice dumplings in the trunk."
He was originally worried that they would fail if they didn't wrap up any of them, so he prepared to eat by himself.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhiyuan gave a thumbs up, "As expected of you, can we throw the box of rice dumplings in and cook them together, pretending that we made them? Anyway, the rice dumplings won't spoil..."
He asked Ji Xun uncertainly, "Really?"
"Should...?" Ji Xun looked at Jiang Junlin with a confused look on his face.
Jiang Junlin, “How do I know?”
“Throw it in?”
Lu Zhiyuan and Jiang Junlin, "Okay!"
This is a side story for the Dragon Boat Festival a few years later. The website requested a side page to be written for the Dragon Boat Festival. I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival!
(End of this chapter)