Crazy

Chapter 223 Drooling, No Exaggeration

"Don't worry, Jian Jian." The singular said firmly, "Uncle Tao is a local, and he must know better than us how to move forward in the rainstorm. We just need to promise not to hinder him."

Sure enough, 10 minutes later, Uncle Tao drove a cool Wuling van in the rain like lightning.

Jian Jian's eyes under the eaves of the security booth lit up, and he rushed over with a single number.

"Slow down, slow down!" Uncle Tao parked the car, took out two bamboo hats from the car window, "Don't open an umbrella, wear this, it's easy!"

Jian Jian smiled and took it, "Uncle, as expected, you still have a way."

Uncle Tao said cheerfully, "No, no, just don't dislike it, you two, it's a worthless thing in a farmer's house. But these two bamboo hats were made by my father in the past two days. Qingxiang, you smell it..."

The two of them got into the back seat, and simply put the bamboo hat on the tip of their noses and smelled it. As expected, even through a mask, the fragrance was still very refreshing.

In singular, "Uncle, is this made from the leaves of the zongzi we eat?"

I simply took a closer look, and it was true. I was greedy for no reason, "Wow! Zongzi is delicious! I haven't eaten it this year..."

Jiangcheng still attaches great importance to the Dragon Boat Festival. When I was a child, I brought Jian Jian to make rice dumplings every year, but Jian Jian never learned to make rice dumplings in odd numbers.In the past few years abroad, although Jian Xiaoxiao seldom contacted her, every time the Dragon Boat Festival came, she would still send her a box of zongzi early.

This year is an exception. In order to make it simple to come back, Jian Xiaoxiao P didn't send her one.It's okay not to mention it, but when it comes to zongzi, it's so easy to think about it, it's no exaggeration to salivate, and I can't wait to eat it right away.

The odd number who had been watching her noticed it, and smiled lightly, "Hey, I'll pack it for you when I get home."

Jian Jian pouted and sighed softly, "Hey, I don't know when I will be able to go home... By the way, do you still have Ruo leaves? Are there any in the supermarket?"

Uncle Tao listened for a while and said with a smile, "You don't need to buy it, you don't need to buy it, I have it at home, and I still eat rice dumplings in the morning! I'll get you some when I get home. They are all packed in the morning and cooked first. "

"Really!" Jian Jian was so happy that his saliva almost flowed out, "But, uncle, why are you still eating zongzi now?"

Uncle Tao explained, "The seasons in our mountains are relatively late. During the Dragon Boat Festival, the reed leaves haven't grown yet, so we only started eating zongzi half a month ago."

"No wonder!" Jian Jian suddenly realized, and asked impatiently, "Then what flavor do you like to eat when you eat rice dumplings?"

Uncle is embarrassed, "We have few flavors, so we just wrap a piece of white rice without putting anything in it, and dip it in sugar after cooking. However, Dr. Jian, if you like to eat other flavors, such as mung bean porridge, red bean rice dumpling, red date rice dumpling , salted duck egg yolk rice dumpling, what else is there, oh, bacon rice dumpling... and so on, it's all okay, my wife can make it!"

Simple and happy to the point of bubbling, he ordered the menu unceremoniously, "If it's not troublesome, I want ten of everything, no, twenty, is that okay? I'll give you the money, give me the money to buy."

The uncle laughed, "I don't want money, but if you give it, you will be offended! Those things are all our own property, and they are worthless! Don't give money!"

The odd number couldn't help but said, "Jian Jian, put away your saliva first, let uncle concentrate on driving, we can talk about the zongzi anytime."

(End of this chapter)