I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

When returning from my father, Jiang's mother had been chatting with Yin Zhirou for more than an hour.

Seeing Jiang's mother still not talking enough, Jiang Siming was very curious what they were talking about.

"What did my mom tell you?" Jiang Siming asked when he went to bed.

Yin Zhirou pursed her lips and smiled secretly: "Just tell me about your embarrassment when you were a kid."

"Did I have an embarrassment when I was a child? I'm not lenient." Jiang Siming denies that his brother has been a wise man since he was a child.

However, Yin Zhirou was as happy as a little idiot, lying on the quilt and laughing hard.

"What the **** are you laughing at? There was no embarrassment when I was a kid, it must be made up by my mother." Jiang Siming looked at her with a faint smile.

Yin Zhirou paused her laughter, tried to calm down, and suffocated her strength and said to Jiang Siming: "Auntie said that when you were young, you chased and played with your friends, and everyone else jumped over from the mound, but you stepped up. It turned out...poof...it turned out to be a cesspool, giggle..."

After Yin Zhirou finished speaking, she fell on the bed again, holding her belly with a smile. She felt that when she returned home during the Mid-Autumn Festival to talk to the sisters, they would definitely have to laugh for a long time.

When Jiang Siming heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and memories gradually came to his mind, yes, when he was a kid...what did he do.

He was still fished out of the dung pit by his mother. He would never forget the disgusting eyes of his mother, the mentally retarded expression of his father, and the back of his sister clutching her nose and running away...

But Yin Zhirou was not over yet, and continued: "Auntie said that when you were in the first grade of elementary school, you won a three-good student for the first time. The teacher told you that you must be polite when you come to the stage to receive the award. As a result, you went up to receive the award and then in front of the whole school. In front of the teachers and students, he knelt down and knocked the headmaster three times, hahahaha."

Jiang Siming bit the corner of his mouth, feeling aggrieved.

Can this be blamed on me, shit, I'm not proficient in receiving an award for the first time! Who made me have such a childhood~

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So when the family woke up for breakfast the next day, Jiang Siming didn't forget to accuse his mother of her crime.

But I never thought that this old man didn't admit his mistake at all, and he still had a lot of things to say. If you nag me, I will shake it all out for Xiaorou.

Hearing this, Jiang Siming shouted with a smile: The queen is disturbed, you eat slowly~

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the town is already burning incense and colorful flowers, and going from house to house is very festive.

There are also many children who start to collect tiles and stacking towers, which is a custom in Yunnan.

Every Mid-Autumn Festival, tiles are used to build a tower. Popped rice is placed on the tower. Fire is used to roast the tiles underneath. The fire burns the tiles, and the flame gets higher and higher until the popped rice on the tower is cooked. Children will rush to eat the white popcorn.

This custom implies that everyone's life is like this flame, over and above the fire, and finally suffering, happiness and health.

Jiang Siming liked to play this especially when he was young, so he took advantage of the time to come out for a stroll after breakfast.

Yin Zhirou was at home with her grandmother to wash the vegetables and chat, while Jiang Siming slipped out for a walk to digest.

The largest wata is on the square in the center of the town. There are several professional bricklayers stacking the tower, and the tower has taken shape.

When I came out, I 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 hugged her in his arms and hung her around his neck.

"Uncle is really good~ Dad always says tired when he rides with Qianqian~" Su Mingyu rode on Jiang Siming's neck and clapped happily.

Su Daqiang next to him smiled awkwardly, and said, "Aming also comes out to play."

"Yeah, brother-in-law, if you have anything to do, go back, I'll take Cici." Jiang Siming could see that Su Daqiang was a little unnatural next to him.

The main reason is that his brother-in-law's aura is too strong and his status is too high, and Su Daqiang stands beside Jiang Siming and dare not treat him as his brother-in-law.

Who would have thought that an ordinary person could have a brother-in-law of a billionaire, who was Alexander.

"Oh, okay, I just go back to buy groceries with Cici's mother." Su Daqiang ran away after speaking, and gave his daughter to Jiang Siming without worry.

Jiang Siming led Qianqian to the center of the town, but he did not expect that the little golden retriever that had just been raised would follow him in his yard behind him.

Yesterday, when Jiang Siming went home, the little golden retriever took Jiang Siming's first look, quite obedient.

Jiang Siming has the gift of [Animal Affinity], and Little Golden Retriever treats Jiang Siming as a king.

In this way, with another little golden retriever, Jiang Siming came to the town square.

Along the way, the neighbors in the neighborhood greeted Jiang Siming enthusiastically when they saw Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming also responded kindly, and saw a few playmates from his hometown when he was passing by.

Jiang Siming wanted to say hello, but because of Jiang Siming's identity and aura, he dared not step forward.

Jiang Siming didn't force it either. He knew his identity was completely different now, so why bother and fantasize.

Gathering people by category and grouping is actually really incisive. What level of people play with what level of people.

People of different levels don’t know what to talk even if they chat.

Can’t Jiang Siming hold these childhood buddies to talk about the embarrassment of childhood, haven’t he been scammed by his mother last night...

The person in charge of stacking the tower is from the town of Zf, who visited Jiang Siming's house yesterday.

When he saw Jiang Siming, the man came over immediately and smiled, "Mr. Jiang, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"So are you, why, is ZF responsible for all the tower stacking now? I remember that the children used to build it themselves." Jiang Siming asked curiously.

The man smiled and nodded: "The children's towers are too short. Besides, in our custom, very few children are willing to build their own towers. So we have to arrange for them to be built by ZF. Now we have them every year. Years are higher than each year, and this year it will be more than 5 meters."

After hearing this, Jiang Siming also felt reasonable. In the past, there were children like them on the tower.

Now that they are all grown up, naturally they will not do this kind of thing again.

Nowadays, children are rarely interested in this kind of things. They prefer digital products and play games on mobile phones.

It is estimated that if zf does not engage in it, this custom will have to disappear in a few years.

"Okay, make sure our family comes to watch the fun at night."

After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he briefly said a few words with others before leaving here with Cici, ran to the market and bought a lot of delicious snacks and toys for Cici before returning home. .

Who knew that the little girl Cici was reluctant to leave when she came, and she stayed in the yard of the uncle Jiang Siming's house and played quite comfortably without even returning home.