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My lunch composition
Neither my grandmother nor I expected that the lunch that Uncle Mu cooked for me could bring me so many people. Now I have changed from a person hiding in the corner playing with mud to a person with many friends. They all want to be friends with me now.

My grandmother used to cook lunch for me. I got up early and made myself a box lunch. Take it with you at school and take it out at noon. Grandma's lunch is actually delicious. I like grandma's cooking best, but grandma's lunch has one disadvantage, that is, it's not very nice. Even my favorite food is eaten by opening a lunch box with a spoon, so I never feel reluctant to eat it for a long time.

Uncle Mu is my father's friend. He is a very good cook. He happened to see me always playing with mud alone, as if I had no friends. He made an agreement with me to ask grandma not to cook lunch for me for the time being. He would cook lunch for me and take it to school. At first, I didn't take it seriously, thinking that no classmates would play with me when they saw my lunch was delicious. I won't. But then things went beyond my expectation and grandma's expectation.

Uncle Mu cooked lunch for me and put it in a more lovely lunch box. Compared with the lunch box my grandma gave me, it's so cute. When Uncle Mu opens the lunch box, I will be attracted to watch it for a long time. The lunch box is made of popular cartoon characters, which should have been learned by Uncle Mu when he was studying cooking in Japan. Just as I was staring at the lunch box, my classmates gathered around. They were all amazed at my lovely lunch and didn't want to talk to their classmates at ordinary times. They couldn't help saying, "Can I try?" I usually have no classmates I don't like, but they don't want to play with me, and I can't force them. They asked me this question, and of course I answered them, "Yes, you all try. I can bring it here tomorrow!" "

In this way, in a few days, they were fascinated by the lunch that Uncle Mu cooked for me, and even dragged me home after school, saying that they must come to our house for such a delicious lunch if they have the opportunity. Grandma and I have to turn a blind eye to this change. It turns out that Uncle Mu's lunch can make me red.

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