Everyone has his or her own childhood, and childhood events are often full of childish fun and endless aftertaste. There is one thing that I still remember vividly.
It has been five or six years since this happened, when I was 5 years old. I love eating shrimp very much. Every Saturday and weekend, my mother always makes shrimps for me once or twice. I eat them with relish every time. But what about my mother? He always ate the bitter shrimp heads and gave me the delicious shrimp meat. Since I was still young at the time, I always thought that my mother loved eating shrimp heads. So, a ridiculous and childish thing happened.
Once, my father bought three grilled shrimps from outside and asked me to eat them in the kindergarten in the morning. ah! How fragrant the shrimp is! The colors are so tempting! On the way to the kindergarten, I couldn't help but feel tempted and was about to eat. At this time, I thought of my mother. Mom usually gives me the most delicious food. This time, I should also give her the most delicious food! So what is mom’s favorite food? I thought about it and finally came up with shrimp head, big shrimp head. Because every time my mother eats shrimp, she only eats the shrimp heads and not the shrimp bodies, so I concluded that my mother loves the shrimp heads most. I pulled off the three shrimp heads one by one and ate the three shrimp bodies with relish.
At noon, when I was sleeping in the kindergarten, I was afraid that the teacher would find three shrimp heads, so I took them out of my pocket and pressed them under the pillow. When I was sleeping, I also had a dream. I dreamed that when my mother took me home, I took out three shrimp heads for her to eat. After my mother saw it, she happily praised me for being sensible and rewarded me. A chunk of chocolate. So, I was very eager for my mother to pick me up early.
Finally, after school in the afternoon, my mother came to pick me up. I was so happy that I ran to my mother in two or three steps. "Mom! Look what good things I brought you!" I said happily.
"Oh? What is it?" Mom said gently as usual.
"I'll tell you when I get outside." I blinked mysteriously.
When I got outside, I asked my mother to close her eyes, and then said "3, 2, 1". When I took out 3 dried prawn heads with my hands, my mother smiled, and I seemed to I felt that my mother's smile was not sweet, it was very forced and embarrassing, and there seemed to be a trace of tears in her eyes.
She kissed me, stroked my head and said, "Silly boy, why does mommy like to eat shrimp heads?" Then she said gently, "Thank you!" I listened and seemed to I smiled knowingly and looked at my mother in confusion. Since my mother doesn’t like eating shrimp heads, why does she always...
As I grow up, I gradually become more sensible. When I think of this matter, , I would feel funny and guilty about my childish behavior; I deeply felt my mother’s love for me, and I loved my mother even more!