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Two days after the exam, the traditional Dragon Boat Festival quietly arrived.

Looking at the several aluminum basins in the kitchen and the items inside.

Shang Qing came forward and saw a basin of glutinous rice soaking in water: "Grandma, what are you doing?"

Grandma Kang wiped her hands and replied, "Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. I'll soak the rice and leaves first."

"Grandma, tomorrow, I will learn how to make rice dumplings with you."

Shang Qing was in high spirits, but she didn't notice Grandma Kang's helpless smile.

If nothing goes as expected, tomorrow should be the same as usual.

"Grandma, why do we have to eat rice dumplings?" Shang Qing, who was six or seven years old, squatted beside Grandma Kang and asked with her fair face raised.

In front of the two of them were several basins filled with red dates, bean paste, soaked glutinous rice, green rice leaves and a kind of floral rope.

"Because we want to commemorate a great man."

Seeing that the little girl was listening attentively, Grandma Kang continued:

"This poet was called Qu Yuan. He loved his country dearly, but he was murdered by treacherous officials and forced into exile. Later, seeing his country decline, he was so distressed that he jumped into the Miluo River clutching a stone."

"Grandma, he's so pitiful. He must be so helpless."

Although Shang Qing is still young, a look of sadness appears on his face.

"Yes, that's right." Grandma Kang hugged the little girl and continued, "But his deeds were not buried just because he sank to the bottom of the river. When the people found out, they all rowed their boats to try to rescue Mr. Qu Yuan. They threw rice dumplings into the river so that the fish, shrimps, crabs and other animals in the river would be full and would not eat Qu Yuan's body. That day happened to be the fifth day of the fifth month, so to commemorate Qu Yuan, this day is remembered by everyone."

"We eat zongzi now to commemorate Mr. Qu Yuan, right?"

Little Shang Qing blinked her bright eyes and asked for knowledge.

Grandma Kang, wrapping a zongzi in her hand, nodded, "Yes. So, Qingqing will also eat some zongzi later to commemorate Mr. Kang."

"Okay, okay, Grandma!" Shang Qing was happy. She played with her tender white hands in the white glutinous rice and had a lot of fun.

Back then, Shang Qing was just as excited as she is now. But after two hours of hard work, even after Grandma Kang finished wrapping them all, she still hadn't managed a single one. Shang Qing was incredibly discouraged, clenched her fists, and vowed never to make them again.

It seemed that she had completely forgotten that experience.

When Grandma Kang recalled the scene at that time, a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Shang Qing really doesn't remember that experience. What she is more concerned about now is that she must learn how to make rice dumplings and let everyone see her ingenuity and dexterity.

On the second day, Grandma Kang took Shang Qing and Ji Xun to make rice dumplings together.

Grandma Kang originally wanted to quietly make rice dumplings by herself, but with Shang Qing's high-profile participation, Ji Xun also happily joined in.

Grandma Kang demonstrated personally and patiently taught the two children how to make rice dumplings.

I saw her arrange two or three pieces of rice dumplings leaves, forming a triangle with a pointed bottom, and took a date from the date bowl and threw it in.

Then, take a handful of glutinous rice from the basin and put it into the rice dumplings leaves, and then put in a date.

Then, add a small handful of glutinous rice, and finally throw in a date before sealing it.

Shang Qing could no longer keep up with the subsequent movements.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the rice dumpling into a pointed shape. As she fiddled with it, it just fell apart.

On the contrary, Ji Xun followed every step of his grandmother's steps. The green rice dumpling leaves were very well-behaved in his hands.

Soon, it took shape. Finally, the rope was tied and a beautiful rice dumpling was thrown into a basin of water, next to grandma's rice dumplings.

Shang Qing looked helplessly at the poor zongzi leaves that had fallen apart in her hands. She was unwilling to give up and thought that it was a problem with the zongzi leaves, so she found three large leaves and repeated the action.

Unfortunately, when we started to seal it, we failed again.

Shang Qing felt a little discouraged and uncomfortable. Looking at the formed rice dumplings in the hands of Grandma Kang and Ji Xun, she felt lost.

Grandma Kang smiled and said, "Qingqing, it's okay. Go play over to the side. Xiaoxun and I are here."

Shang Qing pouted her lips, obviously unhappy. She also wanted to make big and beautiful rice dumplings by herself.

"Sister, let me teach you."

Ji Xun did not persuade Shang Qing to go out and play, but moved the bench next to her.

He stretched out his fingers to take the three leaves, and with a casual curl of his fingers, the leaves obediently let him control them.

Ji Xun held it carefully and handed it to Shang Qing.

His fingers pinched Shang Qing's fingers, and his big hands wrapped around Shang Qing's tender white hands.

Step by step, as if in slow motion, a complete process of change was presented in front of Shang Qing.

"Wow, Xiao Xun, is this what I made? Wow, Xiao Xun, you are so good."

Shang Qing couldn't believe herself that she could make such a beautiful and complete rice dumpling. She almost jumped up and cheered.

She quickly stood up, found her cell phone, turned it on, and took a picture.

"Uh, sister, otherwise, I'll take the photo."

Looking at Shang Qing who was eager to take beautiful photos, Ji Xun really didn't want to discourage her enthusiasm.

So, he took the phone and started taking pictures of Shang Qing who was jumping to Grandma Kang with the rice dumplings.

As if he had thought of something, Ji Xun turned the camera of his mobile phone, and three figures appeared on the screen.

Shang Qing usually makes the scissor hand gesture, and Ji Xun also cooperated with her and made the scissor hand gesture.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren laughed happily and raised the rice dumplings in their hands. The image has been recorded in the photo album.

In Shang Qing's view, the Dragon Boat Festival is a presentation of rich folk customs and it interprets the ancient Chinese civilization.

Mugwort is hung in front of the door. On this day, every household eats rice dumplings, drinks realgar wine, hangs calamus and mugwort, and some places even hold dragon boat races.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of palm leaves, and grandma hung a small sachet around the necks of Shang Qing and Ji Xun respectively.

This sachet is embroidered with delicate patterns of the five poisonous creatures. It can be hung around a child's neck to ensure safety.

"My two most beloved children, I made incense bags for you to bless you to be safe and healthy forever."

Listening to grandma's blessing and pinching the small sachet around her neck, Shang Qing threw herself into Grandma Kang's arms and acted coquettishly.

Ji Xun fiddled with the small sachet with his slender fingers, staring at the beautifully embroidered pattern with his slightly lowered eyes. It was obvious how much love Grandma Kang had poured into this small sachet.

Taking the rice dumpling peeled by Ji Xun, Shang Qing pinched the rice dumpling leaves with both hands, and the tender white glutinous rice dumpling lay obediently between the leaves.

She opened her lips, leaned forward, and took a small bite. The sticky and glutinous fragrance of the rice dumpling filled her mouth.

While eating the delicious rice dumplings that she had made herself, Shang Qing narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

It looks so cute and adorable, like a little kitten licking its pink lips.

Unlike others who ate the rice in a few bites, she took small bites, savoring the aroma of the glutinous rice in the rice dumplings and its sweet and sticky taste.

Ji Xun really wanted to ruffle her hair and say to her, "Sister, you are so cute."