"There's nothing to eat at home, let's go up the mountain and find something to fill our stomachs." Gao Daniu replied.
"I'm coming too, Brother Daniu, wait for me." With that, Dahu said to Erhu, "Erhu, you go home first, I'll bring you something to eat when I get back."
"I want to go too..." Gao Erhu said, feeling wronged.
"What would you do there? You run too slowly to keep up, you'll just slow us down. Be good and go home to play, if you don't listen, big brother won't bring you any treats. You'll even get a scolding when we return."
Gao Dahu's way of teaching his younger brother was quite convincing, mixing coaxing with threats. Despite feeling wronged, Gao Erhu went home.
"Brother Daniu, let's hurry, I'm almost starving to death!" Gao Dahu, living up to his name, was lively and ran swiftly.
The weather in March is not too cold or hot, and the hillside was full of farm girls digging for wild vegetables and occasionally, some mischievous boys running around.
