侄子们终于说服了吉乐叔叔,让他跟他们一起去野餐。“我爱吃东西,不喜欢运动。”大块头的叔叔一边坐进汽车,一边说,“运动会让我死掉的。”第一天傍晚就赶上了下雨。侄子们生起了篝火,支起帐篷。晚餐做得很随便,每个人往自己的盘子里盛了一些饭,匆匆回到自己的帐篷里独自进餐。大伙吃完饭时,雨也停了。岁数最大的侄子埃德第一个走出帐篷。“我想,吉尔叔叔一定吃饱了吧。”他看了一眼空空的饭锅说。岁数最小的里奇也出来了,“那当然,一定够他吃的。”里奇说着,笑的时候露出了他那口白牙。“我看见他回来盛饭,盛了有三次饭。”另一个侄子皮特最后一个走出来。他们一起在河里洗了餐具,回来路过吉 The nephews finally persuaded Uncle Gilles to have him picnic with them. “I love to eat and I do not like sports.” The big uncle said while sitting in the car, “The sports will make me die.” The first day caught up with rain. Nephews gave birth to a campfire, supporting the tent. Dinner was very casual, everyone put some rice in his plate, hurried back to his tent to eat alone. When everyone finished their meal, the rain stopped. Eder, the oldest nephew, stepped out of the tent. “I think Uncle Jill must be full. ” He looked at the empty rice cooker. Ridge, of the youngest, also came out, “Of course, it must be enough for him to eat. ” Ridge said, smiling at his white teeth. “I saw him come back for dinner, filled with three meals. ” Another nephew Pitt came out the last one. Together, they washed their cutlery in the river and returned to pass by