Outside the window, rainy and gloomy, the north wind howling, pieces of fading autumn leaves, let me feel more winter atmosphere. Yes, it's November, and winter is coming. Sitting alone in front of the computer, surrounded only by the crackling echo of the keyboard, and a cup of chrysanthemum tea with a fresh fragrance, leisurely and quiet afternoon with the sound of rain, sometimes, will also make people feel lonely. When you are lonely, you naturally think of home, that far away warm home, and mom's handiwork. I remember when I was a child at noon, when I picky eaters, my mother will give me a fragrant tomato and egg fried rice, tomatoes sour, eggs fragrant, wrapped in snow-white rice, so delicious taste. Today, and miss up, but unfortunately mom is not around, it's okay, do it yourself, so, banging a kitchen sound, a plate of yuki style tomato and egg fried rice was born, roar ~ ~, the color of the delicious said! Opened up, a spoon into the mouth, well ~ a little bit of mother's flavor Oh, hey, happy tasting, but the illiterate phone company called a phone call, said to introduce me to their situation, originally can be rebuffed, but I called them several times the phone can not be played, seems to be difficult to get through the look, so had to talk to him for a while, the situation to understand the situation clearly, the fried rice but the cold, a pity, but still happy! Eat up ^. There was a brief ray of sunshine inside the house, although it was still ticking with rain outside, although it was still cloudy and slangy outside, the sunshine would always try to bring us happiness, just like our lives. 2 All four of us can cook, but the best cook is the masterful mom.

Usually, my mom is very busy, and she can't cook for real. But today is different, the family came to the guest, is mom's old classmates, mom can take out the cooking of the real skill. I took the opportunity to learn from her.

I came to the gas stove with my mom, and she lit the fire first and quickly turned it off when the pot was dry. Mom began to cook the first dish. She chose a relatively tender large cucumber, with a knife to cut it into slices, but not let them break, that action is really sensitive. And then cut the same in turn cut well, pull the cucumber, put on the plate, and finally put the red pepper in the plate. Everything is ready, all we need is an east wind. Mom put it into the frying pan steam, that taste really fragrant ah! Mom said, "This is called 'Sour and Spicy Cucumber Dragon', it's beautifully shaped and brightly colored, it's very pretty." I think this dish looks like a hotel delicacy, I really didn't expect my mom to make it, even my mouth was watering.

Then mom made the second dish. She raised a big red carp from the water and scraped off the scales with a knife. Then cut a crack on both sides of the fish body, and then hollow out the fish belly. I waited a little impatiently, because this fried fish is my favorite but, spicy and fragrant. Mom proceeded to light the fire, set up the pot, poured the oil, and put the fish in. All the work is well organized, not busy. After a while, the original silver-white carp turned golden brown in the frying pan, and the oil on the fish shone brightly, like a small pearl.

Mother said to me again, as she had done when she made the first dish, "This dish is called 'deep-fried big carp', which is not only colorful, but also beautifully shaped, crispy and tasty, and can enhance your appetite."

I ate my mom's cooking, felt super fragrant, even the rice can not care about eating. Eating it all together, the guests couldn't believe that it was mom's cooking. How I wish I could be as capable as my mom!