It's the middle of spring. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn the field, the wheat waves are rolling and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing. The trees on the side of the road are green and leafy, green and dripping. The snow-white catkins dance lightly in the wind, like pieces of snowflakes and silk cotton wool, bringing people a poetic reverie and a warm feeling. The distant mountains are silent, the sky is as blue as a wash, and occasionally a few swallows fly overhead, their whispers like whispers of love for spring.

The canopy, four-wheeled donkey cart walked on the potholed country dirt road, which had just rained, the dirt road was slippery and the ground was soft, and the marks of the ruts were clearly visible in the midday sun.

Under an old locust tree, the car suddenly stopped. In the canopy, the housekeeper sitting next to the little young master took out dry food and pickles from his blue cloth pocket and asked the little master if he was hungry. The little master hurriedly shook his head and said that he was not hungry. The housekeeper got out of the car and told the coachman to fetch a pot of water from the nearby river, and they sat down on the stone pier under the big locust tree and had lunch.

The little master in the car frowned when he saw them eating stupidly, so he closed his eyes and took a nap.

They walked and walked like this, walked over bridges, climbed over mountains, crossed rivers, said goodbye to villages, and slept in the open like this, one day, two days, three days, four days passed, and on the fifth day, the little young master began to get anxious, because during this period he almost didn't eat anything except the occasional drink of brown sugar water.

"Housekeeper, why is your relative's house far away? When will it arrive, I'm really a little hungry! The little young master said weakly.

The old housekeeper took out dry food and pickles for the little master to eat. The little young master shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to eat chicken, duck and fish, how can I eat this old pickle!" ”

"Butler, I'm waiting to go to your relative's house to eat 'hunger'."

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Don't worry, we can be there tomorrow." ”

At noon the next day, the little young master was really hungry and panicked, he felt that his eyes were black, his limbs were weak, as if he was about to faint, he raised his eyes and saw the butler and the coachman sitting in the cart and eating dry food and pickles with relish, so he embarrassedly begged the butler: "Butler, let me eat some too." ”

"Little master, don't you wait for a place to eat 'hunger'?" The steward deliberately tempted him.

"Of course you have to eat it, but it will cushion your stomach first." The little young master said a little anxiously.

The housekeeper glanced at the coachman, and one of them panicked to get dry food for the little master, and the other panicked to get pickles.

The little young master frowned and put the dry food and pickles into his mouth, and when he chewed it, his brow suddenly relaxed, and then his intoxicated expression bloomed like a wild flower everywhere. The more he ate, the more energetic he became, from chewing slowly at the beginning to gobbling up later. The little master ate dry food and pickles, and felt that the taste was so beautiful, the best taste he had never tasted. The housekeeper advised him to eat less and keep his stomach for "hunger", but he did not listen, and let his good appetite enjoy this rare "delicacy".

After eating, the little master lay on the car and slept beautifully. In the evening, when the butler shook his shoulders and called out loudly, "It's here, little master!" He just woke up. But when you get out of the car, you see, isn't this your home? He immediately began to cry and complained loudly that the butler had deceived him. The old lady also ran out when she heard the sound, and asked the housekeeper with a tiger face, what is going on? The housekeeper calmly asked the little master, "Is the meal you ate at noon delicious?" The little young master savored the fragrance of the noon meal, couldn't help but stick out his tongue, licked his lips, nodded and said, "It's delicious, father, mother, the child has never eaten so much food!" He patted his chest and boasted happily to his father.

The housekeeper solemnly told him: "Little master, that's 'hunger'!" ”

After this incident, the little master suddenly became sensible. Since then, he is no longer a picky eater, and his temper has improved a lot. The old staff no longer spoils their children. He understood the importance of educating children. I invited a knowledgeable and well-behaved old scholar to teach him literacy and learning. Since then, the little master has been concentrating on learning, studying attentively and hard. When he grew up, he went to Beijing to take the exam, passed the Jinshi examination, was an official, honest and honest, and became a good official supported by the people.

After Liu Yong and Liu Ye listened to the story, they both pondered silently for a while.

The next day, the goose feather snow had already stopped, and the sun showed its long-lost smiling face. After breakfast, Uncle Zhang was leaving with a worn-out canvas bag. Liu Yong and Liu Mei each grabbed one of his arms and said reluctantly, "Old Uncle Zhang, when will you come again?" We also want to hear the stories you tell. Uncle Zhang touched the heads of the two children, smiled and said, "I'll come when I'm free." ”

At this time, my grandmother took a brand-new blue polyester tunic and walked up to Uncle Zhang, "Nephew, it's almost the New Year, and my aunt has nothing for you, but fortunately, it is easy to make clothes in the light of your aunt's garment factory, no, my aunt made you a coat and gown, and we have a happy New Year!" ”

Grandma asked Uncle Zhang to try whether the clothes were suitable, and Uncle Zhang took off his faded yellow military uniform with large patches on his sleeves and elbows and put on the new clothes.

Liu Ye's eyes lit up, and the eyebrows and eyes on Old Uncle Zhang's square face seemed to be immediately ignited by this new dress. Only then did she realize that Uncle Zhang still had double eyelids.

"Uncle Zhang, you look good!" After she said this sentence from the bottom of her heart, she suddenly lowered her head shyly.

Grandma, Liu Yong, and Liu Ye stood quietly on this side of the bridge, watching the figure of Uncle Zhang disappear on the other side of the bridge. The sun shines on the frozen riverbed, like a golden thread scattered by a fairy, making the riverbed extraordinarily beautiful. Liu Ye listened attentively, she heard the sound of breaking the ice, and heard the gurgling water flowing through the harsh winter to the warm spring......