How did Xiao Ming die?

My name is me.

Today is Dragon Boat Festival.

At four o'clock in the morning, I got a call.Leng Xiaotai asked me if I wanted to go to the morning market. He said that the Dragon Boat Festival morning market was very lively, with hydrogen balloons for sale and clay figurines with grass on their heads.

I think grass must have grown on his head and he died.

I fell asleep again until eight in the morning, when I was woken up by an unpleasant smell of Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum.

My dad solemnly placed a chrysanthemum chrysanthemum on my chest, and I had to wash my face with it in a while.

It is said that washing your face with this smelly grass will prevent you from being bitten by mosquitoes for a year. I think my mother lied to me.

My blood seems to be Starbucks in the mosquito world. Maybe there are people in the mosquito circle of friends who buy my blood. In short, as long as I am there every time the class camps, the whole class is safe.

But I still have fantasies about life, and honestly rubbed the grass on my face.

"HeyBoy~" Someone slapped my ass.

It's my sister.

I lift my face out of the sink, twist my nose and open my eyes a tiny slit.

She rummaged through the cosmetics box for her eyebrow pencil, "Have you finished my thesis for me?"

"I wrote it." I said.

"Sosweet~" She suddenly climbed onto my shoulder and kissed my cheek, "ご赞美をあげよう."

"Structure です." (kekkoudesu no more.)

I pulled the towel and quickly escaped from the bathroom.

She was a freshman, and I was a freshman in high school, and she asked me to help her with her homework. I was not very happy.

"Zhenzhen..." my mother called me, "What time did you come back last night?"

"He didn't come back until 2 o'clock." My sister rushed to answer.

I sat on the sofa and took apart the paper gourd, "I went out with Leng Xiaotai."

"Leng Xiaotai?" My sister sat on the armrest of the sofa next to me, "Why do you go out with him every time you don't come home at night, and you always go out with him...you can't be...?"

"No."

"I seem to have seen it before. Is it the little boy who was assigned to the same group as you for shopping in your school last time? Be good."

"His name is Shi Ming."

"your friend?"

"classmate."

My sister likes rubbing my hair very much. I was dissatisfied at first, but she claimed that it helps me promote blood circulation and hair growth, and I got used to it over time.

By the way, my sister and I have good hair, very dark, inherited from my mother.As for my dad, he was brilliant.

So my sister always scares me with my dad's hairline, and I'm a little scared.

I endured her pressing on my shoulder, unfolded the gourd in my hand and glued it.

Hang up the gourd, I'm going to run some errands.My mother doesn't know how to make zongzi, so I have to buy it.

There is a relatively large supermarket across the street. I decided to go there to buy some lychees, and I wanted to eat them.

I like to eat sweet dumplings, the more ordinary the better, I have never tried the salty ones.

The traditional jujube rice dumpling was kept in the freezer, and I walked over to open the lid.At this moment, the lid of the freezer was slipped open by someone else.

I saw that it was one of my classmates named Shi Ming.

Shi Ming saw me, smiled at me, and exchanged greetings, "Buy zongzi."

"En." I nodded.

He took a bunch of zongzi with red dates, and I also took a bunch of zongzi with red dates.He said that this string was bought for his mother, and he didn't like to eat it.

In his basket were seven packs of instant noodles, three boxes of mustard powder, two tubes of mustard paste, and one box of mustard oil. He walked ahead of me.

His hair is a little yellow, and I always think he is malnourished.

We lined up to check out in silence, and the atmosphere was not awkward.Seeing me staring at his instant noodles mountain, he raised the basket in his hand and explained, "I don't know how to cook."

I didn't know him very well, he didn't talk much, and our family didn't go along the way, so we separated when we walked to the entrance of the supermarket.

On the way home, I received another call, and it was Leng Xiaotai again.I decided not to use my mobile phone in the future. Every time he calls me, I have to refuse him, which is a bit troublesome.

He asked me if I would go to Brother Qian's house in the afternoon, and I said I wanted to be with my mother.

He actually tempted me with the Kamen Rider figurine that Brother Qian bought. I am a principled person, and my stand is firm. "Wait for my call this afternoon."

"Okay ~ daughter-in-law (cross out)→It's my father."

On the other end of the phone came the greeting from General Wang asking me to die, as well as Xiao Yao and Qian Duoduo talking to each other.

Out of politeness, I asked Leng Xiaotai to release the mobile phone, and then I said, "General Wang, I recently transferred the hair loss to you after thinking about it."

They have all met my father, and I think General Wang is also afraid.

There is still some time for lunch, I said I was too sleepy and planned to catch up on sleep first.

When I was half asleep and half awake, a person stuck to my back.

I thought it was my sister again, so I grabbed the hand on my waist in disgust and shook it off.

Wait a minute, why are my hands sticky?

I opened my eyes and it was blood.

"Me! Shit!" I rolled out of the bed stiffly, and said angrily in a low voice, "Why are you here again?"

Shixuan rubbed wantonly on the bed, his brains were all on my pillow, "Today is the holiday, of course I want to reunite with my brother."

"Who is your brother!" I was going crazy, "Can you stop showing up at my house like this again, and scare my family!"

Shixuan hugged my pillow and did not let go, "My brother is very sad when you say that, besides, don't you also believe that you are an emperor?"

I rubbed my forehead, really speechless.

"When do you plan to return to Nibrossa with me?"

"I'm not going back."

"What about the gear plan?"

"I forgot, just pretend it's nothing now."

"Then how can I do it~ Toki is still on standby the whole time~"

Who is Toki...

It was Xuan who lifted the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and raised his legs, only then did I realize that he even changed into my pajamas instead of pants.

I was quite helpless, "I'm going to have lunch, and I'll get you a rice dumpling later. You just stay indoors."

"No need." Shixuan called to stop me, "My friend bought me red dates and rice dumplings, and I'm leaving now."

"Then you go."

"Don't, we have to greet the old Rong who is in the prison. His sentence will be completed in two years. We have to let him feel the warmth of the family during the festival."

To be honest, I have never met Shi Rong, and I have the impression that he is a Erbi, and I am not very willing.But in order to send Shixuan away quickly, I decided to cooperate with him.

"How do you greet? Going to Nibrossa?"

"No, no, I'm trying to connect Nibrosa to the Earth's wifi. I don't know if it's successful or not. You can just say Dragon Boat Festival Ankang, try!"

I took his mobile phone, the interface is a walkie-talkie similar to WeChat.I pressed the button and said blandly, "Dragon Boat Festival Ankang."

send.

For a moment, Shi Xuan frowned, "It seems like it didn't work."

"how?"

"Hey...there is a long way to go."

"Then I didn't send out what I just said?"

"It was sent...but the signal is out of order, I don't know where it went..."

"..."

North Africa.

The wingmen strafed a field of yellow sand, and in the area surrounded by them was a depression, where there was a ruin.

DJ sits in the torture chamber, carefully polishing his saber.

The battered door creaked open behind him, and Toki threw him a rice dumpling.

"Haha." DJ took the zongzi, feeling amused, "It's really elegant. This is North Africa."

"In China, we are celebrating this festival." Toki jumped onto the window sill, lowering his head to peel his own.

"You've only lived in that country for a few days? Well, the zongzi is indeed delicious, but the stuffed meat is more..."

Toki looked up with a smile, and the DJ quickly stopped the sound.

DJ took a bite and commented, "Not bad. You stole it at the Chinese embassy?"

"I do it by myself."

"Oh, baby..." DJ couldn't laugh or cry, "How did you get the ingredients? Look outside, nine reconnaissance planes, 200 troops carrying AK47 are looking for us. You can eat human flesh more easily than zongzi ..."

Toki laughed and turned his head to look out the window.

DJ pointed to a few foreign prisoners of war who were tied up in the room and joked, "Why don't you see if these human meat dumplings suit your old taste, black rice, white rice, and yellow rice."

"Okay..." Toki interrupted the DJ, raising half of the rice dumpling in his hand, "Enjoy life~"

As DJ said, making zongzi on the battlefield is really incredible.The ingredients of these two zongzi are also different from those at home.Zongzi leaves are a kind of wild grass, and there are no red dates, and Toki's favorite mango is placed.

Toki leaned against the window frame, looking through the gap in the railing at the empty sky.

He chewed the glutinous rice in his mouth, feeling that something was missing.

Bang.

Guns go up and down.

The heart-piercing shouts of the prisoners of war sounded in the room, Toki closed his eyes and swallowed the last mouthful of rice dumplings contentedly.

Ding dong.

He took out his phone and found that it was a voice message.who is it?do not know.

Out of curiosity, he clicked on the voice.

"Dragon Boat Festival Ankang."

"Heh... who sent it by mistake?" Toki didn't think that anyone in this world would send him such a holiday blessing, but he was very happy, even if it was accidentally sent by mistake.

He clicked the button to reply to the voice, "Dragon Boat Festival Ankang."