Chapter 790 Jiang Siming's Childhood Embarrassment
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When she came back from her father, Mother Jiang had been chatting with Yin Zhirou for more than an hour.
Seeing Jiang Ma's expression of still not talking enough, Jiang Siming was very curious about what the two of them were talking about.
"What did my mother tell you?" Jiang Siming asked in bed.
Yin Zhirou pursed her lips and snickered: "Just tell me the embarrassing things you did when you were a child."
"Did I have any embarrassment when I was a child? I can't." Jiang Siming denied it, his brother has been wise and martial since he was a child.
Yin Zhirou was just as happy as a little fool, lying on the quilt and laughing hard.
"What the hell are you laughing at? There's nothing embarrassing about me when I was a kid. My mother must have made it up." Jiang Siming felt a little guilty when he saw her smile.
Yin Zhirou paused her laughter, tried her best to calm down, and said to Jiang Siming, "Auntie said that when you were a child, you were chasing and playing with your friends, and everyone jumped over the mound, but you stepped up with a single stride, It turned out... poof... it turned out to be a shithole, cluck..."
After Yin Zhirou finished speaking, she fell back on the bed and covered her stomach with laughter. She felt that when she went home on Mid-Autumn Festival to talk to her sisters, they would definitely have to laugh for a long time.
Jiang Siming's mouth twitched after hearing this, and memories gradually came to his mind, yes, when he was a child... he really did something like this.
He was still fished out of the cesspool by his mother at the time. He would never forget the disgusting look in his mother's eyes, the mentally retarded expression on his father's face, and the back of his sister who ran away with her nose covered...
But Yin Zhirou didn't finish, and continued: "Auntie also said that when you were in the first grade of elementary school, you were the first to be a three-good student, and the teacher told you that you must be polite when you accept the award, but you went up to receive the award, and then went to the school in front of the whole school. In front of teachers and students, I knelt down and kowtowed three times to the principal, hahahaha."
Jiang Siming bit the corner of his mouth, so wronged.
Can you blame me, motherfucker, I'm not very skilled at receiving the award for the first time! Who let me have such a childhood~
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So much so that when the family got up and had breakfast the next day, Jiang Siming did not forget to accuse her mother of her crime.
But I never thought that this old man didn't have the attitude of admitting his mistakes at all, and he still plausibly said that there are still many things left to talk about.
Hearing this, Jiang Siming shouted with a smile: The mother is disturbing, you eat slowly~
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the town has already burned incense and colored flowers everywhere, and it is very festive from house to house.
There are also many children who began to collect tiles and stack towers, which is a custom here in Yunnan.
Every Mid-Autumn Festival, a tower is built with tiles, and popped rice is placed on the tower, and the fire starts to burn the tiles below. Popcorn with white flowers, children will rush to eat it first.
This custom means that everyone's life is like this flame, and it will become more and more prosperous when it crosses, and finally all the hardships will come, happiness and well-being.
Jiang Siming loved to play this when he was a child, so he took advantage of the time to go out for a walk after breakfast.
Yin Zhirou was at home washing dishes and chatting with her grandmother, while Jiang Siming slipped out for a walk to digest food.
The largest tile tower is on the square in the center of the town. There are several professional bricklayers stacking the tower, and the tower has already taken shape.
When he came out, he happened to see the second brother-in-law of the uncle's family, Su Daqiang, holding Su Mingyu out to play.
After seeing Jiang Siming, Su Mingyu immediately broke free from his father's arms and turned into Jiang Siming's arms.
Jiang Siming held her in his arms and hung her around his neck.
"Uncle is really amazing~ Dad always says he's tired when he rides with Qian Qian~" Su Mingyu clapped happily while riding on Jiang Siming's neck.
Su Daqiang next to him smiled awkwardly and said, "Amin also comes out to play."
"Yeah, brother-in-law, go back if you have anything to do. I'll take Qian Qian." Jiang Siming could see that Su Daqiang was a little unnatural beside him.
The main reason is that his brother-in-law's aura is too strong and his identity is too high, and Su Daqiang standing by Jiang Siming's side never dares to treat him as his brother-in-law.
Who would have thought that an ordinary person could have a brother-in-law of a billionaire, Alexander.
"Hey, okay, I just happened to go back to buy food with Qian Qian's mother." Su Daqiang ran away after speaking, leaving his daughter to Jiang Siming at ease.
Jiang Siming led Qian Qian to the center of the town, but he didn't expect the newly raised little golden retriever to follow him from the yard behind him.
As soon as Jiang Siming came home yesterday, the little golden retriever took Jiang Siming's lead and was quite obedient.
Jiang Siming has a talent for animal affinity, and the little golden retriever treats Jiang Siming as a king.
In this way, with a little golden retriever, Jiang Siming came to the town center square.
Along the way, the neighbors greeted Jiang Siming warmly when they saw Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming also responded kindly. When passing by, he saw his playmates in his hometown for a few years.
Jiang Siming wanted to say hello, but the other party did not dare to come forward because of Jiang Siming's identity and aura.
Jiang Siming didn't force it. He knew that his identity was completely different now, so why bother and fantasize about it.
The saying that things gather people and divide them into groups is actually really incisive, what kind of people of what level play with people of what level.
People of different levels don't know what to talk about even if they chat.
Can't Jiang Siming drag these childhood friends to talk about the embarrassing things when he was a child. Wasn't he enough to be cheated by his mother last night...
The person in charge of stacking the tower is from the town of ZF, and he came to Jiang Siming's house yesterday.
As soon as he saw Jiang Siming, the man came over immediately and said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Jiang, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
"You too, why, is ZF responsible for stacking towers now? I remember that the children used to make them themselves." Jiang Siming asked curiously.
The man smiled and nodded and said, "The towers built by the children are too short, and besides, there are few children who are willing to build towers by themselves in our custom, so we have to arrange for them to be made by our ZF. The stacks are getting taller every year, and this year this one is more than 5 meters."
Jiang Siming also felt that it made sense after hearing it. In the past, there were children like them in the towers.
Now that they are all grown up, naturally they will not do this kind of thing again.
Today's children are rarely interested in this kind of thing. They prefer digital products and play games on mobile phones.
It is estimated that if ZF does not engage in it, this custom will disappear in a few years.
"Okay, let's get our family over to watch the fun at night."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he briefly said a few words to the people before he left here with Qian Qian, went to the market for a walk, bought a lot of delicious snacks and toys for Qian Qian, and then returned home. .
Who knew that this little girl, Qian Qian, would be reluctant to leave when she came. She didn't even go home, so she stayed in the courtyard of Jiang Siming's uncle's house and had a good time.
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