I am very fat. Do you know why? Because there is a "kitchen god" in my family, and that is my mother.

My mother couldn't even tell green onions from garlic three years ago! My mother has been learning to cook since we moved out of grandpa's house. She read many recipes and made them for me to taste. At first, I often heard my mother make strange noises in the kitchen. One minute the oil pan caught fire, the next minute I cut my finger, and the next minute I was injured by the oil spill. But my mother is not afraid of difficulties and has tried again and again until today. Whenever guests come to our house for dinner, they will praise my mother's cooking. This autumn outing, my friends also unanimously asked me to bring my mother's "golden shrimp" and "bacon roll"!

I learned from my mother, don't be discouraged when encountering difficulties, as long as you do it seriously, you will succeed.