It’s Spring Festival!

The sound of firecrackers kept going off, and every household cut window grilles and pasted Spring Festival couplets, which was very lively.

As the sun set, I carried my schoolbag and hummed a tune as I walked home.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother washing pots and cutting meat in the kitchen, sweating profusely.

It turns out that my mother is going to make her specialty dish - braised pork.

I walked into the room and started doing my homework. My father was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper attentively. My grandma was dancing square dance to the loud music, and my grandpa was working out.

The braised pork was ready, and the strong aroma wafted into my room, attracting me to drop my homework and run to the dining table like a rabbit. "Is it braised pork?" I couldn't wait to ask my mother, "Yes."

, you little greedy cat." As she said that, she scratched my little nose.

I picked up a piece of meat and put it in my mouth.

Ah, it smells so good!

The father was chasing after him. He sniffed and said, "This plate of braised pork is so delicious." Grandpa and grandma also came to the dining table.

When my mother saw that the whole family was here, she said loudly: "Let's eat!" We picked up the chopsticks, picked up the braised pork, put it in our mouths, and ate hungrily.

Mom said with a smile: "Be careful, don't choke." In this way, we finished a plate of braised pork with relish.