In the morning, I slept in. I'm sorry for wasting valuable time in the morning! Wake up and look at the alarm clock. The hour hand points to 1 1 point. Well, then we have to have breakfast and lunch together!
I began to get busy. Guess what I'm busy with? By the way, I am cooking. You must be worried about me, right? Never mind, this is my specialty, I even thought of the menu! One cucumber fried ham sausage, one.
Boil beans. About half an hour later, when the meal was ready, I shouted to the living room in the kitchen: "The meal is ready, hurry up and pad the newspaper!" " "But there were no footsteps and affectionate cheers that I expected. I'm tired of waiting: "Hurry up! "
Pad the newspaper! ""You are in charge, why do you want me to pad the newspaper? " Mother's non-negotiable words came from the living room. Listening to this familiar sentence, I can't help but think of the scene a week ago: at that time, my mother was also invited.
I padded the newspaper, and I hit back at my mother with the same sentence ... My heart felt a little ashamed, my anger just disappeared, my heart was full of understanding and consideration ... Dinner was ready, and my parents ate my cooking and praised me.
He said, "Vivian can cook. It smells good! " I shook my head proudly after hearing this sentence.
After dinner, I looked at the messy and dirty room and thought it was time to tidy it up, so I opened it.
Let's leave now. I'll clean up the litter first and let them go back to their original places. Mom and dad seem to be deliberately giving me a hard time, throwing things east and west, and putting things south and north. I can't breathe, and
The efficiency is also very low. After running for a long time, only a small part was cleaned up. After cleaning, sweep the floor and mop the floor. It took an afternoon to finally clean the house. Look at the fruits of my labor, my
My heart is very happy and excited, just like a storm turned into a clear sky.