An unforgettable thing

There is one thing that remains unforgettable in my heart. I remember that it was my mother’s birthday. My mother usually works very hard and is always busy. Today It's time to relax. So I planned to cook two dishes for my mother to let her have a taste of my cooking. But what to do? I thought about it, as for the big dish, my craftsmanship is not good, so let’s make two side dishes. After some deliberation, I decided on the recipe: one hot dish and one cold dish, hot scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and cold mixed cucumbers. Now, before my mother comes back, I rush into the kitchen in a hurry.

When I entered the kitchen, I suddenly felt like a chef. When I started cooking, I took out two large red tomatoes from the vegetable basket, washed them with water, and put them into a bowl of boiling water, so that they could be easily peeled off. While I was blanching the tomatoes, I took out three more eggs from the refrigerator and a bowl from the sterilizer. Then I lightly hit the egg on the edge of the bowl, and a crack was made in the egg. I held both ends of the egg with both hands and broke it hard. With a "pop" sound, the egg white and yolk fell into the bowl and broke into pieces. The eggshell that was broken in half "returned to the trash can". I picked up my chopsticks and stirred them around in the bowl with eggs. I stirred a few times and sprinkled a little bit. I was so embarrassed. After my unremitting efforts, I finally mixed the eggs. After beating the eggs, the tomatoes are almost blanched. I picked up the tomatoes with chopsticks and tore them apart gently. I quickly peeled off the large chunks of tomato skin. I picked up the kitchen knife and cut them into big pieces.

Okay, the tomatoes and eggs are ready! Next comes the most difficult part of "frying".

I lit the natural gas stove and poured the vegetable oil into the wok. When the oil pan was hot, I poured the eggs into the wok, fried them for a few times, and then put the tomatoes in. At this time, there were stars of oil splashing in the pot. I was not afraid at all and continued to "work". Suddenly it occurred to me that I hadn’t put in the seasoning yet, so I quickly put in some salt and MSG. After a while of fussing, I finally smelled the aroma of eggs, so I quickly took out my mother’s favorite blue and white porcelain plate, put the “victory fruit” on it, and served it carefully. dining table.

Then comes the cucumber salad. Tossing the cucumbers was easy, I had almost no problems, it came together effortlessly and I put it in a glass bowl. The crystal clear glass bowl, coupled with the bright yellow and tender green of the cucumber, is refreshing to see.

Just when I was looking at my "masterpiece" with pride, my mother came back. I hurriedly greeted him: "Mom, look, I made it specially for you. I wish you a happy birthday!" My mother stroked my head and said with a smile: "Good boy, you are so sensible. I really want to thank you very much." You." I pulled my mother and said, "You're welcome. This is what I should do. You work so hard and care about me so much. I just want to thank you. Let's go and try my cooking." After hearing this, my mother laughed heartily.

Love is sunshine, love is rain and dew. Mom and dad have given us so much sunshine and rain, shouldn’t we also repay them by growing up, being healthy and happy, becoming smarter and more sensible? Let us all have a grateful heart, be filial and repay our parents!