回乡探望母亲的一个夜晚,两个侄子阳阳、梦梦闹着要我给他们讲故事。 我想不出别的,只好说来一个《东郭先生和狼》吧。他们不听,说都听了几十遍了。我改说讲《夸父追日》,他们说太短,没几句就完了。没办法,我只好编。无奈肚子里的“货”太少,讲一句想一句的,断断续续难成篇。为避纠缠,我心生一计,打了个“横炮”问:“假如家里只有你一个人,有小偷进屋来偷东西了,你们怕不怕?” 他们两个齐声说不怕。我说:“不怕,好!那 One night to visit my mother to go home, two nephews Yang Yang, dreams of making me want to tell them a story. I can not think of anything else, had to say a “Mr. East Guo and the wolf”. They do not listen, they all listen to dozens of times. I would like to say “Kuafu chasing the sun,” they say too short, a few words are over. No way, I had to edit. Helpless stomach “goods” too little, say a few words, intermittent hard to chapter. In order to avoid entanglement, my heart a plan, called a “cross cannon” asked: “If only you alone at home, there are thieves into the house to steal things, are you afraid of?” They both say no fear. I said: "Not afraid, good!