On a Sunday in summer, it was breezy and sunny, and there were a few faint white clouds floating in the blue sky. At nine o'clock in the morning, all the members of our Young Pioneers set off happily with cooking utensils and raw and cooked food. Along the way, everyone talked and laughed, like a bird just out of the nest.
Out of the town, bypassing the rice fields, through the jungle and over the hills, a beautiful scenery is presented to everyone: the terrain is slowly descending, the hillside is covered with green grass, several weeping willows, and the soft branches are swaying gently in the breeze; Further on, there is a clear river, singing cheerful songs like naughty children, jumping on the rocks, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. The students all jumped up with joy and cheered, "Wow, it's so beautiful. Let's have a picnic here!" " "
Cheng Peng, the squad leader, put down his big aluminum pot and waved and said, "Well, this is the picnic camp. Now we start to assign tasks: Yang Ping and Zhang Xiaoli and I cook and make tea, and Xin Yue takes others to wash vegetables, cut vegetables and set the table. Let's get started! "
At the command, everyone began to split up. The monitor and Li Ping began to find a place to make a stove and put a pot. Xiaoli quickly poured the rice into the basin and took it to the river to wash; Shuiwa and Iron Egg walked side by side to the river with nets and buckets. Caizhu and Danny ran to the Woods with bamboo baskets on their shoulders and hand in hand. "Go-"Xiao Gang shouted and rushed into the Woods; On the other hand, Li Ming shouted, "Stop, put down the gun and don't kill anyone!" " Then I ran after him: Xinyue and others were busy.
Pengcheng and Yang Ping have chosen the location. Dig two holes with a small shovel. Stone was brought from the river to build two stoves, and then the pots were put away. At this time. Xiaoli also washed the rice and put it in the pot. She added more water and covered the lid. She looked around and said anxiously, "Why hasn't the firewood been brought yet?" What a coincidence! As soon as the voice fell, I heard someone shout, "Hey, firewood is coming, one yuan a bundle!" " Xiaoli looked inside and found Xiao Gang and Li Ming running with dry wood. Their heads are all sweaty and their faces are red. With firewood, Xiaoli couldn't wait to kneel down, fill the firewood into the stove chamber, pour some diesel oil into it, strike a match, and the fire soon burned. Yang Ping also learned to add firewood like Xiaoli, but I don't know why, but it soon became prosperous. After a while, there was no flame. He pursed his mouth anxiously and blew hard into it. But ... there is black smoke in it. Smoke makes people cry. Wipe it with your hand, haha, it looks good, and it becomes a big face in the play! Look over there again. Yue Xin and her men talked and laughed, washing vegetables, picking vegetables, opening cans, cutting sausages, laying a mat and setting the table. They are all very busy. However, some people don't do their work very well. Let's take the fat woman with a big apron. Although she is serious, her clumsy appearance is ridiculous. The sour radish cuts like a top bar. Potato chips are cut like steamed bread slices!
A pot of delicious rice is ready. At this time, Caizhu and Dandan ran back to the camp with wild flowers on their heads. Danny shouted happily, "Hi! You see, the results are brilliant, so many mushrooms have been picked! " Hear her cry. Everyone "hula" came around and said noisily, "Wow, there are so many!" "Mushroom fried meat. That's right. Let's make this dish. I like it best! " "No, stewed chicken with mushrooms is the best!"
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, what's strange about mushrooms. Look, fresh fish, we caught it! " Shuiwa and Iron Egg, with big bellies, are like generals returning in triumph, showing off the fish in the bucket. Everyone's eyes and topics are attracted by the fish in this bucket again. Then, everyone ran to the river, and too many cooks quietly picked up fresh fish and mushrooms. Some troublemakers threw water on others while others were not looking, which caused another small storm.
The picnic camp is full of laughter and laughter, which interweaves with the sounds of pots and pans into a beautiful and cheerful symphony. Accompanied by this symphony, lunch meat, sausage, sour radish, potato chips, scrambled eggs, fried mushrooms and fresh fish soup were all placed on the "landing table" covered with a mat. Give off an attractive fragrance.
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