I glanced at the "delicious" on the dining table, and I took a sip of the aroma. "Ha, what a delicious table!" Say that finish, I grabbed the bowl and rushed to the rice cooker. The delicious rice filled a bowl, crystal clear and attractive. I sat on the stool, picked up chopsticks, circled the dishes, and hesitated about who to eat. While hesitating, grandpa brought me my favorite Duobao fish, and I quickly moved my chopsticks to its head. I took the lead in picking up a piece of fish belly and wolfing it down for fear that the duck in my mouth would fly away. Grandma asked me to eat slowly so that the fishbone wouldn't get stuck in my throat.
Grandparents seldom eat fresh vegetables and meat, but they have a soft spot for overnight tofu. I was puzzled and asked why. Grandpa only said, "I don't like fish, I only like fish heads." Say that finish, grandpa put the fish head in the bowl and sucked happily.
I can't eat rice because I eat too many vegetables. I slowly piled up the rice in the bowl, trying to throw it away when they weren't looking. Grandma sitting on the side saw it, guessed my inner thoughts, and said to me earnestly, "Don't waste food, a little every day, but saving it will waste a lot of things!" " After listening to this sentence, I had to eat it reluctantly. I thought, I can't waste it every day. Alas, why do grandparents save so much?
The food on the table was almost destroyed. I help my grandparents clean up the dishes. When I see grandma wrap the leftovers in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator, I will definitely save them for tomorrow. I can't help saying, "Eating leftovers every day is not good for your health. If you can't finish it, throw it out. Don't be reluctant. " My grandmother was moved by what I said. She told me an experience when I was a child: "In the past, there were five people in my family. At that time, food was rationed, and rice, oil, salt, meat and vegetables were distributed according to the family population, and all three sons in the family could eat it very well. Every family didn't have enough food until the end of the month. We have to keep our share and try our best to feed our children. " People who have had such experiences as children dare not waste food. You are much happier now than you were then. Cherish what you want more! "
I felt a warm current gushing from my heart, and grandma's words deeply touched me. From them, I saw the traditional virtues of diligence and thrift in China. Let me learn the good habit of "saving food and never wasting it". Fill the right amount of rice, turn off the lights, save water, and don't waste it. The economy is like a lot of money. It taught me how to gather sand into a tower, how many a little makes a mickle, how to drop water into a river, and how to put rice grains into a basket.