Chapter 148: The Zongzi Sent to Zhimu is Ugly

} >That little cubicle wasn't locked tight, it was half-open. I guess these two were too eager... Bah, what kind of people are they Like dogs in heat, making a racket inside, acting insane! Her son...Jun's Dragon Boat Festival.

In fact, there's not much difference between celebrating the festival and living an ordinary life. Family members gather together for a big meal, and they symbolically eat some zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) during the festival...

However, compared to previous years, there are some differences.

"Joe Bao'er, what kind of zongzi is that Why is it round"

Lu Qinan's parents went abroad for a trip recently, so the young master was left alone to spend the festival. He decided to come to the Jun family and join in the festivities.

Lu Qinian stared at the round brown ball in his hand, deep in thought for a long time.

He was quite shocked, "You made this Is it edible"

"I didn't let you eat!"

Qiao Baoer's cheeks flushed slightly, and she angrily rebuked him.

She wouldn't tell them that she had originally wanted to make those traditional triangular, Southern-style zongzi. Then... somehow, she used too much force, and when she squeezed her hands together, they flattened.

Looking at the lump of glutinous rice in her hand, Qiao Ba er finally decided to simply roll it into a ball. At least it would have some shape.

This is the ugliest brown I have ever seen.

Lu Qinan couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

"Lu Qinan, why are you laughing It's very meaningful," Qiao Baoer glared at him.

"Implication Its implication, hahaha..."

Lu Qinan smiled even more arrogantly.

"These zongzi are made with red beans, cured pork, and salted egg yolk... It's a traditional savory zongzi from the south," Auntie Fang said with a chuckle as she walked over with some fruit.

These young mistresses had been researching for quite some time, saying they wanted to give Master Zhimu a gift for the Dragon Boat Festival.

Lu Qinan shot her a contemptuous glance, sighing, " Qiao Bao'er, what kind of taste do you have You actually gave this to Zhi Mu. You shouldn't call your WeChat 'Invincible Treasure,' you should change it to 'Invincible Thick Skin' instead..."

Joe Bao'er scowled.

Lu Qinan, you rascal, for talking back!

Instantly, she snatched a zongzi from the desk and flung it hard at Lu over there.

"What are you laughing at"

Several figures walked in leisurely from the front door of the main hall, their boisterous laughter could be heard faintly even outside. Suddenly, a familiar deep voice, tinged with complexity, asked a question.

Qiao Bao'er and Lu Qinian both turned their heads to look.

At once, Jun Zhimu strode towards them. Qiao Bao'er withdrew a little and sheepishly put the zongzi back on the table. Lu Qinian saw the elders behind Jun's grandfather and didn't dare to act presumptuous anymore.

Jun Zhimu naturally sat beside Qiao Bao'er, his gaze unintentionally glancing at her face.

She had been glaring at Lu Qinan, her anger laced with thinly veiled hostility. Now, she seemed suddenly awkward and subdued.

"Grandpa."

Qiao Baoer politely addressed the elder facing her, sitting even straighter.

Turning his head, he looked at the three women on the other side with a conflicted expression. Jiang Meili, Jun Zhiyan, and Xia Chui Xue had also arrived.

"Mom."

She looked at Jiang Meili, politely called out her name, then pressed her lips together, deciding to remain silent.

Today is Dragon Boat Festival. Old Master Jun asked the maid to order some spices that I don't know what they are. The whole Jun family is filled with a faint sandalwood scent. It smells calming and relaxing.

The steward poured them tea. Qiao Bao'er was pregnant and shouldn't drink tea, so she suddenly felt very awkward sitting there because they weren't talking, just drinking their tea; it was really strange.

qiao Baoer wanted to go for a walk in the pavilion outside, but as soon as she thought about getting up and speaking, her hand was suddenly grasped by the man beside her.

She turned her head, looking at him with a puzzled expression, "What" she asked in a hushed voice.

Jun Zhi Mu didn't speak immediately, his brows furrowed slightly as he gazed at her palm. "Does it still hurt"

I didn't quite understand what he was asking, but Xia Chui Xue in the seat across from me reacted very quickly. A smile appeared on her face, "Bao'er, thank you so much for running over to help me last time. You even got your palm hurt, I'm really sorry."

Jo Bao'er was slightly startled and then remembered that the injury from last time was a minor thing. It was just that today, while making zongzi in the kitchen, the wound got wet and was now somewhat red and inflamed.

But before she could speak, Jiang Meili let out an unhappy snort. "She's pregnant and still running around I don't know if it's intentional to be cute and please people, this kind of mind games..." Her tone was particularly disdainful at the end.

"That's the level of her scheming,"

Lu Qinan was straightforward, pointing at a plate of poorly made zongzi on the table. He smiled enigmatically at Jiang Meili, "Qiao Baier doesn't have that level of cunning yet, so Aunt, if you speak too eloquently, your daughter-in-law might not be able to keep up..."

Jiang Meili's face was very ugly.he get away with this Should I have to sleep in the hallway"Of course Qiao Bao'er wasn't going to stand for it.She was already tired and sleepy. As soon as she walked in, all she wanted to do was sle...