Sister Lover

"How to say?"

"People in order to commemorate Mr. Qu Yuan, the Dragon Boat Festival!"

I am a little: "wrong"

"Why isn't it?", My sister did not accept it.

I explained: "On the issue of the drainage in the Dragon Boat Festival, in addition to commemorating the fond of Qu Yuan, there is also a memorial Wu Zikai, commemorating Cao Yu said, there is also a lot of saying."

"But in fact, according to historical examination, the originating season of the Dragon Boat Festival, the summer solstice in summer, merchants, and west, that is, now the history of the summer solstice."

"Really fake?", , the little face is full of foxes, it seems to be said: I don't know if I have a book. . .

Intraquely knock on the impulse of her head, I am a little: "You ask Dad"

"Dad?", His sister migrates to my father.

This stable man around me is holding the scorpion, and nodded: "Well"

Getting Dad affirmed, the girl had to believe.

So the girro of the seat is straight, and the two small hands holding the scorpion, mitting the dumplings, mitigate the tone of the TV series, the small face is a serious way: "Brother, high talents, little girl admire."

Admire you a big head. . .

I am not a good air: "Give me a package, who is the package of the scorpion."

Listening to me, the gimmick is anxious, like it is afraid to have enough to eat, it is necessary to speed up the speed package. I will pack it half, she reacts: "Brother, you don't know which is my bag!"

Hey, the stupid head did not expect to be so stupid. . .

I said: "Strange, I used to be stupid."

"Stinky, odor!", The brunette girl is angry: "I will not pack it, I will eat your bag, let you eat the scorpion, let you eat!"

See the cute reaction of my sister, I am laughing in my heart, but I haven't spoke again.

"Humph!"

Seeing that I didn't talk, my gimmick reluctantly snorted, and the drums continued to pack the scorpion.

I got the girl and the girl who drumped his face, I went down to continue to pack the scorpion.

Glutinous rice faint sweet smells drilled into the nose together with marinated five-flowers. In this leisurely morning, this taste smells very comfortable.

A family packs a scorpion together, not for a while, a porcelain glutinous rice and the ingredients of the meat and the ingredients of the meat are gradually used. There are only a few dry jujubes on the dishes on my parents.

In the end, only a little glutinous rice left, the gimmick said that I had to pack a different scorpion, and then she wanted to go, and finally took out a milkgou in the seven pants pills. . .

"Feed", I remind her: "Can this thing can be eaten in the scorpion?"

"Why can't you eat,", girls widened: "Definitely eat well"

Oh, you have eaten the same. . .

Look at the sister's swearing, I lost a clear eye: I have to eat the scorpion, even if you cry. . .

I understand the meaning of my eyes, my head back with a "knowing" eyes.

Then, the girl opened the milk gang out of the milk sugar, took out the snow-white gum, and put it into the round cone that had been filled with the glutinous rice. Then, she fills some glutinous rice on it, and then packed the scorpion, twisted the red rope of the bundles and bundles of the blue rope to bundle the scorpion.

Take the distinctive milk candy in the hand, my sister is proud: "Affirmation is particularly sweet ..."

Hey, the stinky head, just wait to cry.

I don't accept the phone, just get up and put the bag of the scorpion, take it into the kitchen.

At this time, it has been close to lunch time, and then my mother began to prepare for lunch.

Looking at the mother put the bag of some scorpions into the pot, the sister asked: "How long does it take?"

"Well to this evening", I am.

"Ah ...", the gimmick was disappointed: "I have to be so long."

I pinch her pink face: "Honest, etc."

Chapter 2 Brothers and Dragon Boat Festival (2)

After lunch, there was a rain in the outside. Although the weather forecast said that there will be light rain today, but I didn't expect that the rain is getting bigger and bigger, and it will become a scoop.

The raindrops of the soybean grains can't hurt, knock on the glass window, "" sounds.

I can't help open the window and look at the outside of the rain curtain.

When the cold and cold storm, a few cold rain drops came in, and people felt a cool, and the cold water drops in the skin, and people felt a few widespread.

Under dim, the rains of the flying drops woven Zhang Zhang Zi Ziyou's transparent trajectory. The trajectory of these raindrops is in the reflection of the dim light, and the whole look, the intensive bright bright bright brightened water marks or far or near the intensive bright color, give people a sense of disarpassion.

Under this rain curtain, look at it, the buildings in a slightly far away are like a layer of water, and it is not true. Although my floor is far from the ground, I still can't hear the rain of the rain to the ground.

"Brother, close the window, the wind is blowing to the house.", The nest is dissatisfied with the sister of TV on the sofa, and the eye is moving back to the TV screen.

"Head", I close the window with a side: "It's good to blow a blow, you will not be afraid in the house all day."

"Not afraid", girls don't look at me and continue to stare at the TV.

I have some words to come to her, and I also look at TV. At this time, the TV is playing a romance drama, the story is going to the part of the dog blood, the role inside is no longer saving, the scene is touched, so the gimmick is a taste. And I also look at it.

But after a long time, when the story in the TV series entered the climax, this episode was completed. So I quickly entered the advertising time.

"Hey, it is gone in this place, it's really." The girl around me is obviously a little annoyed.

I am in a flat: "Okay, change the Taiwan."

"Know", the sister is not resistant, pick up the TV remote control to switch the channel.

If there is not a few channels, I will see the city weather forecast in a channel, which may be curious, the gimmick is not changed, but the temper looks.

In the TV, after broadcasting a few cities, the forecast is broadcast again in our city.

Little rain turns heavy rain.

"Hey", the girl snorted and complained: "It has been forecast for so long, and the cucumber is cold."

Don't go to the "cucumber dish" is not a cucumber, I said: "Change Taiwan"

The sister has a mouth, but she still picks up the remote control with a delicate little hand to change the station, and the result is a channel that is playing special news.