The light rain in the sky street is as moist as Su, the grass color is close but there is no, it is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis is a poem written by Han Yu during the Tang Muzong period to praise early spring, which is suitable for the situation at this time in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Spring and Autumn stayed in Black Mountain Town for a few days, and then took the uncle's ox cart home, at this time it was raining lightly on the horizon, like a fine silk thread, Spring and Autumn sat on the ox cart, covered with rain, with an oil-paper umbrella on his head, looking up at the drizzle outside.

Yang Weisong was wearing a rain at this time and sat in front of the ox cart, Chunqiu glanced at the slightly thin back of the uncle, because of the drizzle, the vision was a little blurred, the spring rain was lubricated like a crisp, looking at the grass from a distance, the corners of Chunqiu's mouth unconsciously rose, her mother went to the mountain before, and when she came back, the branches sprouted turned out to be true.

Although the spring rain is fine, it is not as aggressive as the summer rain, the spring rain is like a shy little girl, looking at you shyly, the spring and autumn are happy, and they can't care about what Yang Li said before coming back, and directly stretched out the palm, so that the palm directly touched the thin rain, the rain is very gentle, gently jumping between the fingers of the spring and autumn, spinning, kissing.

Seeing the rain falling in the center of the palm, Chunqiu naughtily held the palm of his hand, as if he had caught it, Chunqiu's little hand spread and clenched, playing happily, and the children's sound of "clucking..." also spread out with the shaking of the oxcart......

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

Looking at the situation in front of her, the few ancient poems in Chunqiu's heart jumped out one by one, she was tired of playing in the water before, Chunqiu also took back her little hands that were already soaked, and wrapped the rain on her body tightly, and then ensured that she was not soaked, she put down the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and brought the hat that Yang Weisong had prepared for her.

The ox cart went faster and faster, turning over one mountain after another, and the eagerness in Chunqiu's eyes became more and more obvious.

When Chunqiu saw the endless black mountain with steep peaks, Chunqiu directly shouted loudly, "Uncle, uncle, look, we are going home."

After Yang Weisong heard this, he turned his head to look at Chunqiu, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and replied seriously, "Yes"

"Qiu'er, is this homesick?" Yang Weisong asked rhetorically.

Chunqiu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded busily at the corners of his mouth and said, "Yes, Qiu'er is hungry" After Chunqiu finished speaking, he also reached out and rubbed his shriveled little belly, she came back today, she hasn't eaten yet?!

After Yang Weisong heard this, he laughed out loud in his loud and deep voice, and after laughing, he hurriedly comforted the fried Chunqiu, "Qiu'er, I'm going to be home soon, and I'll be able to eat then."

Hmph, Chunqiu sat on the ox cart and rolled his eyes at Yang Weisong, let you make fun of me?

In the next time, no matter what Yang Weisong said, Chunqiu just ignored him, and Yang Weisong, who was harmed, begged for mercy again and again, Chunqiu glanced at the uncle who was apologizing to her nobilly, and nodded arrogantly, she has a lot of adults, and for the sake of the uncle's good attitude, Chunqiu will not be angry.

"Uncle, my body is so heavy, can you help me untie it" Chunqiu frowned, she was wearing a rain hanger, that is, a simple raincoat made of straw and tarpaulin, in fact, this is the old man Yang's, because it rained when he came back, Yang Li put this rain hanging directly on Chunqiu's body.

Yang Weisong glanced back, and then directly stretched out his hand to stop the ox cart, "Qiu'er, come over some, uncle will untie it for you" Yang Weisong beckoned to Chunqiu, signaling Chunqiu to move some.

Chunqiu obediently rubbed forward, because the rain hung was too big, Chunqiu could only drag it away, and the rain hanging covered with raindrops outside was dragged out of a long rain stain.

Chunqiu laboriously moved to Yang Weisong's side, and then directly raised his head high.

Seeing this, Yang Weisong reached out and untied the hat on the top of Chunqiu's head first, and then untied the rain hanging that had been entangled with his clothes, and put the untied rain hanging aside, Yang Weisong said with a smile, "Okay"

Taking off the rain hanging, Spring and Autumn feel very relaxed, exhale, and finally be able to breathe fresh air.

The ox cart creaked forward, and Chunqiu sat aside, inhaling the earthy air, and feeling the surroundings with his eyes slightly closed.

The ox cart stopped at the gate of Yang's house, and Chunqiu jumped off the ox cart first, and then pushed open the gate so that Yang Weisong could drive the ox cart in.

In the days when Chunqiu was away, there were actually two more cages in the yard of their house, huh? Chunqiu's eyes lit up, and he directly pushed open the wooden door and walked in, stopping in front of the cage.

Chunqiu bent over, staring seriously at the little things in the cage, yellow, fluffy, isn't this a newborn chick? Looking at the two cages, there can be forty or fifty chickens in total, Chunqiu's mood has also become very good, oops, now at this time to raise chickens, spring can eat, suck two mouthfuls of saliva that is about to stay, Chunqiu thought about steaming, burning, frying, boiling and stewing, all kinds of meals emerge in endlessly, "Goo~" Chunqiu pursed her lips and withdrew her hot gaze at the chick in disappointment, and her stomach was even more hungry.

Chunqiu went back to the house with her head wilted, there was no one in the house, her mother was not at home, Chunqiu was even more desperate, she just wanted to eat!

Forget it, she still got some food to eat, Chunqiu turned around and went to the kitchen, there were still some things left in the kitchen, Chunqiu looked at it twice, and decisively decided to fix something else, that greasy, slimy, forget it.

"Uncle, what do you want to eat?" Before Chunqiu was cooking, he ran over and asked Yang Weisong, who was parking.

Yang Weisong was busy with the ox cart in his hand, and when he heard Chunqiu's words, he replied directly, "Anything is fine."

Well, Chunqiu nodded and ran away again, since anything can be done, then she will be the easiest for herself.

Spring and Autumn with a basin, from the flour belt to more than a bowl of white noodles, and then mixed with water and evenly, Spring and Autumn is a pimple soup, is also a noodle soup, not only easy to do, but also delicious, wait until the firewood boils the water in the pot, Spring and Autumn directly put the gnocchi in, by the way, also cut two pieces of cabbage and threw it in, the noodle soup is cooked quickly, before the Spring and Autumn is out of the pot, also put some seasoning seasoning, the already good noodle soup is poured directly into a large and a small two white bowls, Spring and Autumn then took the small bowl back to the house.

Yang Weisong parked the ox cart and came over, and by the way, he took his share in the kitchen, and the uncle and nephew were in the house, drinking the pickles made by Yuan, drinking noodle soup, and eating lunch and breakfast.

Yang Weisong finished eating Yang Li's house, he had to live at home for two more days, Yang Li's house was uninhabited for a long time, although Yuan's burned every other day, but still couldn't bear the cold room, Yang Weisong planned to burn more firewood, so that he could live more comfortably.

Chunqiu first took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them, and then went back to the house and fell asleep directly on the kang......