There are still some interesting things floating in my mind during the winter vacation, and one of them I still want to laugh about now. It was a sunny day, and my mother bought a catty of prawns, which made my sister and I jump around happily. My mother asked me and my sister: Are these shrimps fried or stewed? ; My sister and I argued, I said: fried food is the best; My sister said: I think braising in soy sauce is the best; My sister and I had a fight. I said, who are you? You should listen to your brother. Sister said: even if you are a brother, you should give up your sister; My sister and I had a big fight. At this time, my mother said, let's fry and eat! We didn't stop arguing until my mother said this. My mother took the shrimp into the kitchen and twisted the shrimp shell. I think it's fun to follow my mother into the kitchen and help her twist shrimp shells.

Mom said: to twist the shrimp shell, first break the sharp corner of the shrimp head, then twist the shell and wash the dirty things inside it, so you don't have to be afraid of the shrimp stabbing you with the sharp corner. I did as my mother said, much faster. When the twist is over, there are still a few shrimps left. I picked up a prawn, and just when I wanted to break its horn, it bent up and stabbed my hand with its horn. I

At noon, my mother fried the shrimp, and I saw that the original crystal clear shrimp body had become transparent, which made people drool. I couldn't help picking it up with chopsticks and eating it. Shrimp bent down as if to challenge me. I'm still a little scared when I think of that scene just now.