The fragrance of wild vegetables comes in spring

One day in the spring last year, my parents and I came to my grandma’s house, Anji. Along the way, the mountains and plains were full of malanthera, small flowers, and some wild vegetables and flowers that I couldn’t name or see before. What a beautiful spring scene that makes people intoxicated.

When we arrived at grandma’s house, grandma was so happy that she didn’t know what to do and treated us warmly. At noon, after eating, everyone went about their own business. My father was tired from driving all the way and was sleeping; my mother was chatting with my grandpa about home affairs; my grandma was washing the dishes, but I was simply a "little empty person", having had enough sleep in the car; as for the conversation, my mother had taken away the topic; When I do something, my grandma feels bad and won’t let me do it, hey! When I was depressed, my grandma washed the dishes and appeared in front of me: "We will eat wild biscuits tonight, and you can dig wild vegetables with me!" "Oh! Grandma, you are the best!" I was happy, Not forgetting to flatter you at the same time. So we set off with sickles and baskets in hand.

On the way, my grandma told me that I only wanted noodles and shepherd’s purse. At that time, I really didn’t know what noodle dishes and shepherd’s purse looked like. Grandma told me when she said it. Just walking, we're here. Wow! It’s a green place, it’s really a paradise for vegetables. I screamed and ran in. "Look, you've trampled all the vegetables!" Grandma felt distressed and shouted angrily. I stuck out my tongue playfully and put my feet on the ridge like my grandma. Grandma dug out noodles and shepherd's purse. It turns out that noodle dishes are very smooth, while shepherd's purse has a tooth shape. Because it seemed very simple, I held the shepherd's purse in my hand and chopped it casually. Alas, why didn't it come out? I was unwilling to give in, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out. Look at grandma, she is relaxed and puts wild vegetables into the basket one after another. I thought: Humph! Grandma, I will definitely catch up with you, I will! At this time, a small yellow flower attracted me. I put down what I was doing, picked the flower, and admired it alone. After a while, the little yellow flowers were no longer beautiful. I went back to work and saw that my grandma’s trophies already had half a basket, and I only had those pitiful few! At this time, my grandma, who had been immersed in her work, spoke up: "Digging wild vegetables looks simple, but it is not easy to do! You have to work carefully and conscientiously! You can't do two things at once!" I nodded and started digging hard, getting more and more relaxed. I thought that no matter what I do, I must pay attention to knowledge. The same goes for digging wild vegetables!

In the evening, we returned with a full load and ate the wild vegetables we dug. I realized that there is knowledge in everything, and doing everything well is also the joy deep in the soul!