The weather is warmer, the wheat seedlings in the field have begun to turn green, the thatch on the roadside has grown a little longer, and there are a lot of fresh and tender wild vegetables, which is a good thing to deal with the spring famine.

Looking at the villagers who were picking wild vegetables with baskets, Zhu Biao asked Liu Chujiu beside him curiously, "What are they doing?" ”

Liu Chujiu replied respectfully: "They are picking wild vegetables!" "Lao Liu just came back yesterday, Chuzhou and Yingtian are not far away, and you can go back and forth in two or three days.

But he went to his hometown Haozhou to visit his family again, and it happened that the old lady was infected with a cold, and the silver that Ma Du brought to him came in handy, and he waited until the old lady recovered before returning with his wife and daughter.

After hearing about what happened at home, Lao Liu regretted it and complained that he should have come back earlier.

"Wild vegetables?"

"It's similar to the vegetables you usually eat, and you can fill your stomach when there is a spring famine." Lao Liu picked a wild camellia from the side of the road, "This is a camellia, this is the most delicious at this time, and there will be acacia flowers and elm money later." ”

Zhu Biao looked at the wilted and dusty grass in Lao Liu's hand, picked a leaf and put it in his mouth, only took a bite, and spit it out, "It's not delicious!" ”

Not long after he was born, Lao Zhu laid down Yingtian (called Jiqing at the time, Lao Zhu later changed his name), from a poor ** silk to a local tyrant all of a sudden, although the two of them saved, they never searched the child. Zhu Biao grew up in brocade clothes and jade food, and of course he didn't recognize wild vegetables.

Lao Liu took out the water hyacinth on his body and handed it to Zhu Biao to rinse his mouth, "You can't eat the shepherd's cabbage like this, you have to steam the nest head with the noodles, and if there is garlic paste, it will be called delicious." ”

Zhu Biao was surrounded by guards and followed Lao Liu into the village, looking at the dilapidated houses and ragged villagers, his chubby little face was wrinkled tightly, and his expression seemed to be a little depressed.

After leaving the village, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Lao Liu: "They look poor." ”

Lao Liu smiled bitterly, "Yes, but they are good in this troubled world." Anyway, they barely have food to eat, clothes to wear, and books for their children to read. ”

"Is there anyone poorer than they are?"

"That's a lot!"

Zhu Biao nodded thoughtfully, and when he heard the sound of reading coming from the house in front of him, he asked: "Hey, is that a school, this house is well built!" ”

"Yes, my master said that no matter how hard you are, you can't be bitter about your children, no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, my husband is paid for by my family, and the pen and ink books are also supplied by my family, and I take care of a meal at noon every day."

Zhu Biao smiled: "Uncle is really benevolent!" ”

"Hehe......" Lao Liu smiled embarrassedly.

Zhang Wuliu, who was wandering around the ancestral hall, saw Lao Liu leading a group of people over, and hurriedly ran back to the ancestral hall, picked up a piece of soil from the ground and threw it into the courtyard, and shouted in a suppressed voice, "It's here!" ”

In the courtyard, there were Ma Du's cries and scolding, and the guards sent by the palace were not surprised, and there were many such jokes in the past few days.

Seeing Zhu Biao coming, the guards immediately opened the gate, and saw that Ma Du was bowing down to the courtyard gate, and there was still a lot of fine dirt on his head.

Zhu Biao hurriedly dodged away, "Why does uncle give such a big gift to his nephew." ”

Ma Du raised his head, and saw the shadow of Ma Dajiao, so he asked, "Sister didn't come?" ”

"Here, talk to my grandfather at home, I'm bored, so I'll come to play with my uncle." Zhu Biao pulled Ma Du up from the ground.

"Hey, there's a swing in the ancestral hall?" Seeing that there was a swing swinging in the courtyard, he leaned over to take a look, but sat down on the stone table and stone bench on the side, and saw that there was a teapot and a bowl on the table, so he poured a cup and took a sip.

Madu sat down next to him, "Don't you play on the swing?" He could see that Zhu Biao was very interested in swings.

Zhu Biao shook his head, "Don't play, if I am the son of the world, I must have the dignity of the son of the world, Mr. said that this kind of thing can be done by younger brothers, but I can't." ”

Poor baby, I want the dignity that a prince should have for a lifetime, but the most decent emperor didn't become the most decent emperor, and it was gone before forty people, and it is estimated that I didn't enjoy a little fun in childhood.

"Uncle, what is this? Is it also a wild vegetable? Zhu Biao pointed to the three-color needles on the stone table, which were neatly arranged in red, white and green.

"This is a Mao needle, also called Gu Di, Zhang Wuliu picked it for me, don't you recognize it?" Ma Du, who grew up in a concrete forest, knows it, but he didn't expect Zhu Biao to not recognize it.

Ma Du peeled off the turf, took out the white pulp inside, handed it to Zhu Biao's mouth, and smiled: "Taste it." ”

Zhu Biao sucked the white husk into his mouth and chewed it twice, and said happily: "It's a little sweet, with a grassy fragrance, better than mustard greens." Madu gave him a few more and told him to peel and eat them.

Zhu Biao was going to take it again after eating, Ma Du hurriedly pressed his fat hand, shook his head and said, "It's useless to eat more!" ”

Mao needles have the effect of clearing heat and removing fire, but you can't eat more, otherwise you will be constipated. Zhu Biao was very restrained, and when he heard Ma Du say this, he stopped eating, and turned his attention to the green-skinned tubes of different lengths and thicknesses.

Ma Du took one and put it in his mouth and immediately let out a sharp whistle, "This is the Liu flute, Zhang Wuliu made it for me to relieve my boredom." ”

Zhu Biao also took one and put it in his mouth, immediately made a whining sound, and then tried it one by one, "This thick and low is like a cow's roar, and the short and loud is like a rooster's crow, it is really a good thing to relieve boredom!" ”

A few small whistles made of willow bark made Zhu Biao so happy, and Ma Du was not surprised at all.

I heard that Zhu Biao said goodbye to rattles, cloth tigers and other things before he was five years old, followed Ma Dajia to read and write, and later followed Song Lian to learn the Four Books and Five Classics.

Ma Du couldn't help but feel sympathy for him, and pulled him to the swing rack, "Sit on, uncle pushes you!" Seeing Zhu Biao's hesitant expression, he said, "Don't worry, those guards won't come in, no one will know." ”

Zhu Biao stammered twice before saying, "I'm afraid of falling down." ”

"It's okay, uncle will sit with you!"

Fortunately, the board was wide enough to allow the two of them to sit down, and Ma Du stuffed a willow flute into Zhu Biao's mouth, "I'll blow this when it swings up later!" ”

"Why blow this?"

"Hmm...... It's going to be fun, or you can shout it out loud! ”

"Then let's play the willow flute!"

Madu half sat on the swing, stepped back a little, and as soon as he retracted his feet on the ground, the swing swung up, "Hold on!" If you're scared, play the flute! ”

As soon as his buttocks were forced, the swing swing was even higher, and the willow flute in Zhu Biao's mouth whined.

"The swing is really fun, uncle swing a little higher!" Zhu Biao took the flute in his mouth with one hand, grabbed the rope with one hand and smiled with his face, and when he stuffed the willow flute into his mouth again, he was already excited.

The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and a slender and tall figure walked in, and saw the two uncles and nephews who were playing the flute and swinging, "Brother, it's really a good idea!" ”