Cycling (original novel)
My cousin came to see me after the Spring Festival.
I’m a little confused.
My cousin plum blossom and I have no intersection.
To say yes, when she came out of the cabinet 18 years ago, I sent her to the wedding car, drank a few wedding drinks with my tearful uncle and comforted my aunt.
In addition to the three of them, they also brought my eldest brother, second brother, uncle and wife and two cousins from my hometown.
My daughter-in-law has never seen such a great momentum.
She is a little overwhelmed and unhappy.
I don’t know which one to sing.
The lunch was very rich, and the tobacco and wine were very high-grade.
They were brought by my cousin.
Bought me a set of expensive and decent riding clothes.
My daughter-in-law took over the mink coat she bought for her, and suddenly the clouds opened and the rain stopped.
I’m still confused about seeing off the guests.
My cousin’s family is a upstart in a big northern city.
Although we have relatives, we have never been in contact.
I was in a trance at the door when my daughter-in-law called me.
She said, “plum blossom is really interesting.
Give me 20000 yuan and leave you a letter!” “What! Do you still have letters?” Unfold a page of paper that seems to be torn from the diary, showing words as big and small as firewood, but you can recognize them clearly: third brother, please help me.
Your nephew is not small, only seventeen, but he doesn’t like learning.
I read your cycling article in the book and wanted to ride with you.
I think you are a teacher and know how to educate people.
Just lead him, ride a bike and educate him for me.
Your nephew is called scenery.
He is either a bad guy or a bear.
I don’t know the height of heaven and earth.
When riding, you let him order.
The money is for you two to buy bicycles.
I’ll give it back if it’s not enough.
This is my phone number, 152521 *****.
If I have something, I’ll call my third brother.
I can’t remember my third brother’s number…
My wife also supports work.
Bought a “Merida” travel bike and agreed the riding time with my nephew.
The boy is interested in history and food culture, and the route has been established.
On the eighth day of the first month of the year of Ding you, my nephew and I set out at five o’clock to Dapeng Town, Tongshan District, Xuzhou City, Jiangsu Province – the hometown of Peng Keng, the founder of the kitchen shop.
The scenery is very happy.
I praise my good location.
I always want to go with me.
I asked him what was the most important thing when he was riding.
He said, of course, happy.
First of all, it’s important to tell me that he is happy and safe.
He thought for a moment and nodded approval.
I said, no one in the field, the path can be parallel, absolutely not on the road, you must wear a helmet.
It’s nearly 100 kilometers one way.
Even if it’s a little windy in the northwest, considering the physical strength of the scenery, we still can’t ride too fast and reach our destination at 13:00 p.m.
Pay homage to pengzujing, Pengzu temple and Pengzu mausoleum respectively.
There are mountain shadows in the distance and clear water near.
At fifteen, we turn back.
The northwest wind was strong, and I was secretly happy.
The scenery balsam pear looked at me and asked me, “uncle, when can I ride back to Songlou Town, Feng county?” “What a fuss! If you pass through the territory of Xiao County in Northern Anhui, you will enter Fengxian, and the song building is not far away.” We are still looking for a place to eat in Xiaoxian at 18:00.
The hotel has been through a lot, but none of them is open.
The night shadow came up.
We went the wrong way and were blocked by the old road of the Yellow River.
The scenery was almost crying.
I said, “nothing.
Follow me and you’ll be home tonight!” I took out the flashlight, put it on the handlebar and said, “before it gets dark, we have to hurry.
No, then we have to suffer in the middle of the night!” The scenery wants to gallop, but he is out of strength and has no food in his stomach.
We had to ride for a while and walk for a while.
Later, he really couldn’t walk.
I opened my satchel, took out two cold steamed buns from the plastic bag and handed him one.
I could feel him wolfing down.
I hadn’t finished half of it yet.
He asked me again.
I gave him the half I didn’t eat, and he wanted to eat it.
“No,” I said, “we still have two.
We can’t eat them all at once.
We still have dozens of kilometers.
We’re so hungry that we can’t ride in the middle of the night.
But there’s nothing we can do!” I took out the small thermos I brought with me and gave him a small cup of hot water.
He still wanted to drink.
I didn’t allow it.
At 3 a.m., we came to Liangzhai Town, Fengxian County, less than 20 kilometers from home.
I allowed him to eat the last steamed bread and drink all the hot water.
He said, “uncle, the steamed bread is so sweet!” “Before departure, I put four steamed buns in my satchel.
I looked at you and despised me!” “No! I just didn’t understand at that time.
Ginger is still old and spicy!” “Actually, there’s nothing.
Aren’t we getting home soon?” “Third uncle, in fact, I often ride a bike, but I haven’t suffered too much!” “Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb!” “I was on the road and thought I was going to faint.
In fact, I came here!”..
