On Sunday, I got up early and wanted to cook a meal for my mother before my parents woke up. I went into the kitchen and began to implement my fried rice plan. I first recalled the steps of my mother's fried rice in my mind. Then serve the pot. I turned on the gas and lit the fire. The fire broke out in front of me. I can't help but get scared. I put the pot on the stove, opened the lid of the oil bottle and poured the oil into the pot. The oil began to rattle and some oil stars splashed outside. I remember my mother doing the same thing when she was cooking. My mother once said that it hurts when oil stars splash on me. I quickly got out of the way, my heart pounding, but I still got up the courage to pour the eggs in the bowl into the pot, but as soon as my hand finished pouring the eggs, the oil star splashed all over me. There was a sharp pain in the back of my hand, so I quickly picked up the lid to stop the splashing oil star. Who knows, after a little hesitation, the pot began to smoke. I quickly picked up a spatula and fried it a few times. Seeing that the eggs were a little burnt, I quickly put them out of the pot. When I took the eggs out of the pot, I remembered that I had forgotten to put onions. No choice but to turn on the fire again, put the washed onions in the pot, stir-fry them with a shovel a few times, and wait for the chopped green onion in the pot to smell. Then I quickly added some oil to the pot, and the oil star began to jump around again. I was so scared that I shoveled the rice into the oil pan with a spatula. In my panic, I spilled rice everywhere. Before I could clear up the rice on the stove, the rice in the oil pan began to creak. I quickly stirred it with a spatula, and then poured the chopped green onion and eggs into it for frying. The smell of chopped green onion and the mixed smell of eggs and rice make people have an impulse to eat. Stir-fry a few times, and delicious fried rice with eggs is out of the pot.
Just after cooking, my parents have got up. I can't wait to bring the fried rice with eggs to my parents and say to them cheerfully, "Please try my fried rice with eggs. If you have any valuable comments, please let me know. " Mother scooped up a spoonful of fried rice with eggs and put it in her mouth to chew slowly. After chewing, she smiled and told me that this was the best fried rice with eggs she had ever eaten. My father nodded in agreement. I smiled happily and sat down with a bowl of fried rice with eggs to taste the fruits of my labor. But as soon as I tasted it, I frowned and whispered, "I forgot to put salt." Too weak. What a failure. " My parents all laughed. My mother smiled and said to me, "it's good to be able to do this for the first time." I will do better next time. " My parents' approving eyes encouraged me. I think I will continue to work hard and let them eat really delicious and sweet fried rice with eggs next time.
The first fried rice was not very successful, but I gained the joy of growing up and deeply realized my mother's hard work.