After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 52 Dragon Boat Festival and Sending Invitations

end of June.

The Dragon Boat Festival came as scheduled, and it was cloudy and sunny.

Early in the morning, An's family was busy.

Dad was the first person to get up, and he went out at four or five in the morning. He and Uncle Wen and others went to roast pigs, either to buy them, or to cook them by themselves.

After burning the pigs, we have to prepare rice dumplings and dragon boat rice.

Papa Ann seems to be a salty fish, but he is quite prestigious in Bauhinia Street. During the holidays, he dare not say that he is in charge of the overall situation, but he always contributes money and effort.

Aunt Song is on holiday today, and she is helping out by making zongzi or something.

Anting wakes up at about 07:30, and the dragon boat race is at [-]:[-] in the morning, so you have to prepare in advance. Instead, Song Ci, who has always been self-disciplined, has become a lazy worm.

When she walked out of the room in a daze, the whole family was busy.

After breakfast, Aunt Song was afraid that her daughter would be bored, so she asked Anting to take her to Hepan Road to see dragon boats.

An Ting was very happy, and said to Song Ci with a smile, "Song Ci, let's go, it's time to rescue Qu Yuan."

Song Ci was in a daze at first, but was distracted by this guy's words, "Nonsense!"

Although he was scolding, but his body was honest, Song Ci obediently followed Anting to Hepan Road.

The Dragon Boat Festival is a national holiday. Song Ci must have celebrated it in a big city when she was a child, but it is not as lively as a small town. No one around her directly participates, and the sense of participation is very weak. Basically, it is regarded as a one-day holiday, nothing more.

Today's riverside road is very lively, the banks on both sides are crowded with people, some are from other places, some are locals, firecrackers are going off, gongs and drums are blaring.

There are already people training on the river.

An Ting and Song Ci had just arrived at the intersection by the river when they saw Bao Weiwei, Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun, as well as some junior high school classmates, such as Zeng Xi, Li Qi and Shi Zimo.

We are all residents of the town, representing different streets.

Gao Fei is from Zhenzhong Street. He doesn't participate in the competition. On the one hand, he has a poor physique, and on the other hand, he is also lazy.

Not to mention Zhu Jiajun, he couldn't participate in the competition, and going there was just a hindrance.

Bao Weiwei, who is wearing a yellow round hat, looks like Chibi Maruko-chan, with a camera hanging around his neck, obviously a photographer.

Another unexpected person is Wei Feng. He must have exploded in the high school entrance examination. Today he represented Hepan Road in the dragon boat race. He is 1.8 meters tall and has a strong body.

Last year, Anting lost to this person.

Unlike An Ting, who is surrounded by classmates and friends, Wei Feng is alone. After the high school entrance examination, those younger brothers and sisters all dispersed.

Wei Feng looked at An Ting with complicated eyes, probably because he was concerned about what the boy said in the drink shop, but he insisted on fighting in the end and did not take the physical education entrance examination.

An Ting has no interest in interfering with other people's choices. If you don't listen to me after persuasion, then I have nothing to do.

Wei Feng sneered, and challenged Anting: "I won last year, and I will win this year!"

An Ting didn't take it seriously, and didn't want to be quick to talk, but just shrugged and said calmly: "It's hard to say..."

Wei Feng could feel that An Ting had matured, if he must have been against each other before, but now he is so calm.What he hated most was this kind of calm attitude, he gave an inverted thumbs up on the spot, then turned and left.

Looking at Wei Feng's back, Gao Fei complained, "That guy Wei Feng has a really bad temper."

"Shanzi, you must win!" Bao Weiwei said viciously.

An Ting didn't respond, he wasn't so entangled in winning or losing. Furthermore, it was not his turn to make a final decision on a team project with more than a dozen people, and everyone needed to play on the spot.

Do your best.

Before the dragon boat from Bauhinia Street came, Anting and his friends stayed on the riverside road for a while. During this process, some children ran into the river.

There was an adult who jumped into the water to save someone and ended up having cramps himself.

Fortunately, he was rescued by the dragon boat team members on Hepan Road.

Seeing this, Bao Weiwei murmured: "Hey, it's so stupid to be brave. If I see a child falling into the water, I will definitely not care about it."

Gao Fei: "You are good or bad."

Bao Weiwei said selfishly: "There is nothing bad or bad, people just want to live happily and put themselves in danger for others, they are stupid."

Hearing this, An Ting looked at Bao Weiwei with nostalgic eyes. The latter is a person who says one thing and does another. In his last life, he went on a university graduation trip to save people from drowning.

Bao Weiwei is a very happy person. He has never been unhappy since he was a child. He was born in a good family, and his parents are very good people. He does not lack material wealth and spiritual wealth.

In the next second, Bao Weiwei felt the gaze from An Ting. He thought it was his cowardice, but he didn't expect it to be nostalgia, a slightly sad nostalgia.

An Ting couldn't help stretching out his hand, pinching Bao Weiwei's face, and said, "Don't die, Bao Weiwei."

Bao Weiwei was horrified, and said with disgust: "Shanzi, although...why are you looking at me so tenderly while cursing me?"

Everyone else laughed, thinking it was An Ting's disgusting way.

An Ting didn't explain that much.

……

It was almost 10:30.

The uncles from Bauhinia Street finally came. Anting did a simple warm-up exercise and was ready to board the boat. The competition was about to start. The friends all expressed their support for Anting.

There are bonuses for dragon boat races. It is not the official money, but each street contributes money together, pooling 2 yuan, and all the winning streets will be taken away. In fact, there are more than 20 dragon boat teams, and the average bonus of 2 yuan is less than [-] yuan. The focus is on festival customs, not making money.

Just as An Ting was about to go down, Song Ci called out.

"and many more."

"Ok?"

"Your hair is too long, remember to trim it when you have time." While speaking, Song Ci had already walked in front of An Ting, took off her hairpin, and pinned it to the young man's forehead.

Song Ci has always had the habit of wearing hair clips, not for the sake of looking good, but purely for the convenience of cooling, especially in summer.

The hairpin was pinned on An Ting's forehead, exposing the smooth forehead, which suddenly became more sunny.

"Hair will collapse after getting wet. With bangs of your length, you may not be able to see anything, which will affect your performance. Clamping..." At this point, Song Ci realized something, and added: "Have you grown taller?"

It was the first time in An Ting's life to wear a hairpin, and he thought it was interesting, and while fiddled with his bangs, he replied: "I don't know..."

height or something.

An Ting didn't care that much, he didn't measure this thing at all, anyway, he passed 1.8 meters in his previous life, and he was only 15 years old in this life, so he wasn't in a hurry at all.

In fact... I have indeed grown taller. The 173-day swearing-in meeting was only 175, and now it should be [-]. I am at a thriving age.

"An Ting, the competition will start right away, hurry up!"

Hearing Uncle Wen's shout on the river, An Ting thanked Song Ci and turned around gracefully.

"Since you participated, you have to win..." Song Ci whispered.

An Ting gave a wry smile, this girl is really competitive, "Yeah."

The dragon boat race in the town is about to start.

It is impossible to compete with a hundred boats. There are a total of more than a dozen dragon boats, and the river in the small town can only accommodate so many dragon boats; any more will be divided into two rounds.

With the sound of the referee's horn, drums and gongs, more than ten dragon boats set off together.

The sound of cheering on both sides of the strait is endless.

Although Song Ci let Anting win, Anting didn't care about winning or losing, he just wanted to enjoy the small town life in the old days.

Actually still won...

After the competition, An Ting took his friends to find Papa An, who generously shared the dragon boat rice and roast pork on Bauhinia Street.

In principle, each street is only responsible for the dragon boat rice in its own street, but people from other streets or villages come to ask for a bowl of dragon boat rice, and usually they will not refuse.

The distance between people is very close.

Anting and his friends ate dragon boat rice together on the railing of Hepan Road, which is actually rice cooked with mushrooms, shrimp, squid, and pork.

During the period, An Ting noticed something. Song Ci bit a piece of fat pork, showing a bitter expression, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Ci thought for a while, then said coyly, "I... only like to eat roasted pigskin."

Hmm... Song Ci doesn't like to eat fatty pork, but likes to eat roasted pork skin.

An Ting said directly: "Then eat the skin and give me the remaining fat pork, don't waste it."

"Well..." Song Ci wanted to agree, but felt that it might not be good, so he hesitated.

Seeing this, An Ting said boldly: "It's okay, give it to me, I like to eat fatty meat, I am the most ferocious carnivorous animal on earth."

"Are you a dinosaur?" Song Ci teased.

"Hmm~"

Song Ci put the leftover fatty pork into Anting's disposable bowl, and the latter ate it all.

……

the next few days.

Hot summer.

An Ting and Song Ci both stayed at home and occasionally helped their parents prepare for their wedding.

Father An and Aunt Song hope that the two children can take advantage of this period of time to travel, or to play with their friends, and not to waste too much time on adult affairs.

An's father graduated from junior high school and may not understand it.

Aunt Song was a college student in the last century. She knew that the period after the senior high school entrance examination was extremely relaxed, and it should be one of the few carefree times after entering adolescence.

Since getting to know Aunt Song, Father An is also learning how to get along with his children.

However, An Ting and Song Ci said at the same time: "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, the weather is so hot, staying at home will be more comfortable."

An Ting added a knife: "Well... let Song Ci and I go on a trip, I'm afraid she will bully me."

In fact, not only is the weather hot, but there are still many things to deal with in Anting, so there is no leisure to travel.

Hearing this, Song Ci's eyes widened, regardless of whether he was joking or not, this sentence was outrageous, "It's almost as good as you bullied me..."

Seeing the bickering between the two children, Papa An and Aunt Song were very pleased.

"I thought the union of the two families would be complicated, but I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship." Papa An said with relief.

next second.

An Ting and Song Ci turned their faces away at the same time, and said in unison, "The relationship is not good!"

"Hehehe..."

This time even Aunt Song laughed happily.

Under June.

On a certain weekend, An Ting and Song Ci still received a task from their parents—distributing invitations and cakes.

These days... People still send out invitations and gift cakes, instead of just sending out a red envelope, attaching an electronic link, and it's over.

Papa An and Aunt Song are not free, they went to try on the wedding dress.

An Ting planned to ride a motorcycle to take Song Ci to the relatives of both parties to send invitations and cakes.

At the door of the house on Bauhinia Street, An Ting stood beside the motorcycle and said respectfully: "Hello, distinguished passenger, your Tchaikov is ready and ready to go!"

Song Ci saw the black line on his forehead and said, "Who the hell is Tchaikov?"

"Tchaikov...driver..."

"Pfft... so cold."

"Cold, you're still laughing!"

"I just want to laugh."

Before getting into the car, Song Ci repeatedly urged, "Helmet, slow down, don't run the red light!"

An Ting thought he was long-winded enough, but he didn't expect Song Ci to be even more annoying.

Anyway, I live in a rural area. In such a place, motorcycles are an indispensable tool to promote economic development. Once there is no motorcycle, it will be inconvenient for many people.

Although Song Ci thinks motorcycles are dangerous, she knows in her heart that riding a motorcycle is inevitable.

Song Ci is a really good child, but she is not weak. In such a hot summer, she doesn't want to ride a bicycle or walk, and run around town with two baskets of things.

An Ting got angry and responded, "Okay, okay..."

After finishing speaking, he directly put a sky-blue helmet on the opponent's head, making Song Ci furious, and she added: "Don't suddenly help me put on the helmet!"

"Yes yes yes... Whoever married you must have tracheitis." While speaking, An Ting still didn't wear a helmet, but put on a peaked cap. Anyway, it would be better to drive slowly.

"None of your business!"

Along the way, the two talked from time to time.

Song Ci chatted: "I always thought that my mother was a person who didn't care about the sense of ceremony. I didn't expect her to be so serious about the second wedding."

Hearing Song Ci's question, An Ting couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Ci, who was holding the railing behind her with both hands, asked a little annoyed.

An Ting replied: "I didn't expect that talented girl who knew everything to have such a clumsy side. Why is Aunt Song so obsessed with the wedding? I think half of it is because of you."

"for me?"

While muttering, Song Ci came to his senses.

Although it is not ruled out that it is for her own happiness, she still hopes that Song Ci, as a daughter, will be famous and famous on Bauhinia Street, not someone's stepdaughter.

Official announcement is very necessary.

Surprised, Song Ci quietly glanced at the young man's back under the noon sun, this time it was me who didn't understand people's hearts.

Maybe it was because the silence behind her was a bit strange, but An Ting was not used to her, so she turned on the accelerator directly while there was no one on the road.

Under a sudden inertial trend, Song Ci had no choice but to hug An Ting's waist tightly, and she shyly said: "Bad guy, we agreed to go slowly!"

"Ah...sorry, I accidentally used force, the garbage truck, the accelerator is a little loose, I have to fix it when I have time! Oops...it's loose again..."

Song Ci hugged her tightly again, even tighter than last time.

How could she not know about An Ting's prank, but she had no choice but to harass a person who was driving, she just cursed in her heart.

"When I go back, I will be responsible for driving."

An Ting asked in surprise, "Would you?"

"Women's motorcycle, it's easy!"

　raise a mouth

　　I checked and found that the Dragon Boat Festival in 2006 was at the end of May, but since the setting is a parallel time and space, don’t pay too much attention to it
　　
　
(End of this chapter)