The little man on the apex

In the past few days, every time Yan Heyi wakes up in the morning and sees the little ancestor sleeping peacefully in her arms, she always feels a little unreal.

Breathing lightly like a kitten, the whole person is warmly pressed against him, and the cheeks that are slightly flushed from deep sleep are right in front of his eyes, and he can't get enough of them.

Fortunately, the numb arm dilutes the sense of unreality in good time.

How can someone's little head be so heavy?

Yan Heyi thought wildly, of the things Yuan Xi ate every day, one vein probably went to round the belly, and the other to round the head, but there was no flesh on the shoulders and legs at all.

Just as he was thinking about which position to hold him in to sleep would be more comfortable, the person in his arms began to feel restless.

First, he stretched out his hand and slapped Yan Heyi's back aimlessly for a few times, and then fumbled wildly. If Yan Heyi hadn't discovered it in time and pressed it hard, he didn't know where he would go.

When two warm lips touched his cheeks, Yan Heyi knew that the little ancestor in his arms had woken up.

The two of them were entangled together, sticky for a long time, before Yan Heyi gritted her teeth and heart, and pulled Yuan Xi out of bed together.

I have to quickly get a basin of cool well water to cool down the two people who are about to catch fire.

Today's Dragon Boat Festival is a big day of the year. The bamboo leaves for making zongzi are ready, and then I go to the roadside to find two handfuls of wormwood, tie them up and hang them at the door. It looks like a festival.

As usual, Yan Heyi had to tell Yuan Xi the legend of the Dragon Boat Festival at the dinner table, and Yuan Xi was also willing to listen, no matter whether he had heard of it or not, he would always put on an appearance of worship.

"Speaking of the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival, it's too early. It can be traced back to ancient times. It originally came from the sky. The midsummer Dragon Boat Festival, Canglong Qisu is located in the center of the south, and it is the most neutral time of the year."

"As the fifth line of the "Book of Changes" predicts, it is "the flying dragon is in the sky". "

"The word "duan" means "positive" and the word "wu" means "middle", which are images of good luck. "

When Yuan Xi heard this, he interjected at the right time: "I know, brother, this festival has existed thousands of years ago. It is celebrated in both the northern and southern countries, and the customs are similar. Everyone has to eat zongzi, right?"

"Brother, let's make zongzi too."

Yan Heyi laughed: "It's better to eat to attract our family's Yuanxi. Don't worry, the rice dumpling leaves are already cooked, and I'll wrap them for you immediately after eating."

Usually, Yuan Xi had to eat two bowls of porridge for breakfast. This time, he drank up the half bowl of porridge left in front of him in one gulp, and stopped serving it: "Save some stomach for rice dumplings."

Yan Heyi wiped the porridge from the corner of his mouth with her hand, and joked softly: "It's not bad that he knows how to restrain himself."

Yuan Xi took the opportunity to stick out the tip of his tongue, lightly licked Yan Heyi's fingers, and said in a sly way: "I still don't understand."

Yan Heyi hurriedly withdrew her hand, and got up to pack the dishes before he did anything more excessive.

When he arrived at the kitchen, he was not in a hurry to pour out the ingredients for making zongzi. Instead, he mixed a small bowl of realgar wine, dragged Yuan Xi to the yard, and drew the character "King" on his forehead.

He was still muttering: "Shoot realgar wine for the Dragon Boat Festival, kill all poisons, ward off all evils, and be healthy and healthy."

Yuan Xi raised his eyes and looked up hard, and when Yan Heyi finished drawing for him, he suddenly covered his head, frowned and said, "Brother, I'm going to show my original shape, I'm going to catch the gourd doll."

It's no wonder Yuanxi, it must be Yan Heyi who told him random stories again, maybe it's something about the snake spirit who caught the gourd doll's grandfather, turned into a beauty and hid it in a teacher's house. He followed suit.

Yan Heyi bent down to wrap his arms around his waist, lifted him up into the air, and put him on the swing frame next to him: "I caught the little fairy, where else can I escape?"

The two were arguing, when Aunt Gu opened the courtyard door and came in.

Yan Heyi hastily adjusted the collar that was ripped apart by Yuan Xi, and went out to meet her with a blushing face.

Aunt Gu didn't ask much, but took out two braided colorful ropes, handed one to Yan Heyi, and called Yuan Xi to come over the other, and tied it around his wrist: "Children have to tie colorful ropes on the Dragon Boat Festival." , good luck, peace and longevity.”

Yuan Xi stretched out his hand obediently, and said doubtfully, "I'm not a child anymore, neither is my brother."

Aunt Gu was puzzled for a moment: "Brother?"

She seemed to understand something, and didn't ask any more questions: "In the eyes of aunt, you are all children."

Only then did Yuan Xi remember to tell Aunt Gu: "I'm going to marry Mr. Yan soon!"

Aunt Gu took Yuan Xi's hand, unable to hide her excitement: "Really? Can you choose a good day? Auntie has to come and have a glass of wedding wine."

Yan Heyi was listening, her face blushed again, and she stammered: "Don't... don't listen to his nonsense, it hasn't been decided yet, and I will definitely invite you to come over when the time comes."

Aunt Gu gave a few more salted duck eggs that she had marinated at home, and she got up to say goodbye: "Okay, then I'll go back first, so I won't disturb your sweet couple."

Before crossing the threshold, she turned her head again, smiled at Yuanxi and said, "Little Yuanxi, be happy!"

Yuan Xi didn't shy away from it at all, stretched out his hand to pull Yan Heyi over, and shook his head at Aunt Gu.

In the kitchen, the bacon was boiled in water once, carefully cut into small cubes, and half a catty of pork ribs bought from the Murakami butcher was also chopped and rinsed several times with clean water.

Yan Heyi stacked the meat neatly in a bowl, took out the boiled bamboo leaves, and took half a step back, just in time to bump into a warm embrace.

He had long been used to Yuanxi sticking to him while cooking, and his hands kept moving, continuing to arrange the bamboo leaves one by one.

Yuan Xi first kissed the back of Yan Heyi's neck, and then, the hands around his waist began to slowly go up, kneading if there was nothing.

Yan Heyi was so itchy that she grabbed his fidgeting hands violently, turned around to wrap him in her arms, and gently scratched his armpits.

Yuan Xi was afraid of tickles, so he kept leaning back, but he almost couldn't stand up. He grabbed Yan Heyi's collar tightly, and tilted his head to avoid his gaze.

The table full of ingredients saved him: "Brother...Brother, are you going to make so many meat dishes today?"

Yan Heyi saw that the person admitted to being cowardly, she showed mercy and let him go, turned around and pinched a piece of cooked bacon, and handed it to him: "Hey, open your mouth."

Yuan Xi heard this, although he knew it was feeding, but remembering Yan Heyi's word-to-mouth careful "teaching" last time, he couldn't help but move a little.

He chewed his mouth full of burnt aroma, and said with crooked eyebrows, "It's delicious, but it's a bit salty to eat dry, or should we fry it with bamboo shoots like last time?"

Yan Heyi fed him another small piece: "This is for making zongzi."

Yuan Xi wondered, "Where are the zongzi wrapped with meat?"

"Don't you like meat?"

"However, meat in rice dumplings is salty and greasy, so it's definitely not tasty."

Yan Heyi didn't refute, she scratched the tip of his nose, and asked: "Okay, young master, then tell me, how should this zongzi be wrapped?"

Yuan Xi shook his head: "Of course it's made with candied dates, and red beans are also available. If you don't have these, then just make white rice dumplings."

Yan Heyi really couldn't understand: "White rice dumplings? Don't you put any ingredients?"

Yuan Xi nodded vigorously: "That's right, glutinous rice is delicious in the first place, soaked in the fragrance of zong leaves, peeled off and eaten with sugar, the world is beautiful... woo...delicious."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Xi's saliva began to drool, and the sentence was literally cut into two halves.

Yan Heyi wiped him with her hand, and said thoughtfully: "Hmm...look how delicious it is, I'm drooling."

Yuan Xi pouted: "Brother is laughing at me."

Yan Heyi hugged him again: "Where is it?"

This time, seeing Yuan Xi's reddish cheeks again, Yan Heyi couldn't help feeling hot, she rubbed against his ear, pinched her chin and kissed it.

The person in his arms closed his eyes gently, and opened his mouth consciously. Yan Heyi smiled slightly, "Well, sir, I am very pleased."

After hearing this, Yuan Xi raised his hand to push him away, but was hugged tightly.

Since the last time, the two of them couldn't kiss enough, each time Yuanxi's lips had to be slightly swollen.

It was almost noon when the two finished wrapping the zongzi in the yard.

Except for the meat dumplings, the family didn’t prepare candied dates, and if the red beans were not soaked in advance, and steamed with raw meat, they would not be put in, so only some white glutinous rice dumplings were wrapped.

The zongzi came to the table, half salty, half sweet. The two peeled off one of their favorite flavors and put them on each other's plates.

Yuan Xi took a bite of the pork rib meat dumpling and tasted it seriously with his head buried. Yan Heyi followed Yuan Xi's way of eating, dipping glutinous rice dumpling in sugar to eat.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Xi spoke first: "Brother, sweet rice dumplings are still delicious."

Yan Heyi shook her head: "Salty rice dumplings are soft and glutinous, the ribs are soft and rotten, and the bacon is delicious. You can see that the corners of your mouth are dripping with oil. The salty rice dumplings are delicious."

Yuan Xi didn't want to lose the wind: "Sweet rice dumplings are softer and more glutinous, the glutinous rice is fragrant, and the white sugar slowly melts in your mouth. Mr. Yan, you squinted your eyes after eating it. Sweet rice dumplings are delicious!"

For a moment, neither of them wanted to give in, and suddenly they turned their gazes to the dog under their feet.

Yan Heyi commanded: "Tuanzi, tell me!"

Yuan Xi tilted his head and threatened: "Xiao Hei! Are the sweet rice dumplings delicious?"

The dog has not yet figured out whether it is called Tuanzi or Xiaohei, and it wags its tail innocently, looking at this and that, as if saying: "You guys let me try it!"

In fact, Yuan Xi felt that the pork ribs and meat dumplings were quite delicious. The pork ribs were wrapped in the dumplings, which were dyed with the fragrance of the leaves of the rice dumplings, and the greasy feeling was much less.

Yan Heyi also felt that the white rice dumplings were good, dipped in sugar, they were indeed sweet.

However, at this time, where are the two of them being framed, even if they really want to eat another one, they still have to hold back.

There was another plate next to it that no one cared about, it was wrapped with the yolk of the salted duck egg that Aunt Gu gave, Yuan Xi picked one up first, and as soon as he peeled off the zongzi leaves, golden oil flowed down his fingertips.

Aunt Gu's salted duck eggs were marinated very successfully, the yolk was not hard at all, each one was sandy, oily, and the egg butter oozed out, soaking the glutinous rice outside, and after one bite, I didn't care about anything.

In the end, the two agreed that the salted egg yolk zongzi was the best product for the Dragon Boat Festival, so they kept two and sent them to Aunt Gu along with the other zongzi.

In the afternoon, Yan Heyi was reading a book, when she suddenly heard movement in the kitchen, she went over to take a look quietly, and happened to catch Yuan Xi eating pork ribs rice dumplings.

He bulged his cheeks, and said embarrassedly: "Brother, I... I'm hungry."