Yesterday, our family fell out because of a mouse.

Yesterday afternoon, my father and I went to get a haircut, and it was time for dinner when we came back. As soon as I entered the door, I heard my mother call, "Where have you been!" " My father and I asked, "What?" ""There are mice stealing food! " Cried the mother. I jumped up as soon as I heard a mouse.

Dad closed all the doors, tried to beat the dog behind closed doors and blocked the cage to catch the chicken. Dad took out the mosquito killer and sprayed a little in every room. After a while, a black shadow caught my eye. Boy, the 10-centimeter-long rat fled along the wall to the south under the sofa, and then to the west under the sofa. I don't know how to use electric mosquito swatter.

My father and his wife moved the sofa, and the mouse ran out at once. I shouted a few times and drove it into the restaurant. It tried to escape into the bedroom, but the door was closed long ago. It hit the door and it escaped back. My father picked up the slippers and "snapped" them twice, and then my mother patted them with an electric mosquito for a while. It's strange that it doesn't die! It is impossible for dad to throw it out from the fourth floor without breaking it.

Rat, who told you to steal? If you didn't steal it, would it be like this? Really deserved it!