When I was a child, I was very greedy 1 I believe everyone knows the word "greedy", but do you know what the following two points are? That is my saliva. When I was a child, I was very greedy. Whenever I saw roast chicken wings, the saliva could not help flowing down.
Once, Zhang Zhuo invited me to his birthday party, and I saw pots and pans of roasted chicken wings on the dining table. Before I got near the dining table, I smelled the tempting chicken wings from a distance. Looking closely, every chicken wing was golden and shiny, as if to say to me, "Come and eat me, come on!" But at this moment, Zhang Zhuo's mother announced to us: "Today, we all make pizza ourselves."
In a burst of cheers, we started making pizza. Other students make their pizzas extraordinarily beautiful, but my pizza just sprinkles every ingredient evenly on the dough, because those roast chicken wings are like a magnet, which firmly sucks my soul. When the pizza entered the oven, Zhang Zhuo's mother smiled and said to us, "When baking the pizza, please wait patiently and eat some roast chicken wings first." Hearing this sentence, I almost jumped three feet for joy, and finally I could eat delicious and attractive roast chicken wings! I ate it without regard to the image. My left and right hands each took a roast chicken wing and kept stuffing it into my mouth ...
When I got home, I fell asleep in a short time. In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up, only feeling a stomachache, and went to the toilet again and again. I went to the toilet eight times that night and finally fell asleep in the toilet.
After that, even if I met my favorite, I knew enough was enough. Now, I am no longer a greedy girl!
When I was a child, I was very greedy. When I was a child, I was particularly greedy. No cream cake, biscuit, plum … could escape my mouth. I eat everything I see, and I got into trouble for it.
I remember one time, I traveled with my mother. We entered a hotel room 30 1. But there was a lack of soap in the 30 1 room, so my mother called the waiter. After a while, the waiter brought some small soaps. Mother washed her hands by herself. I looked at the pieces of white soap and couldn't help but drool, thinking: Wow! Delicious cupcakes! I have to eat it quickly! So I crept over, grabbed a bar of soap and ran out. Outside the door, I tore open the wrapping paper, and the exquisite "cake" showed its true colors-with lovely patterns painted on the side and a bunch of English letters written in the middle-Happy Everyday! Aha, Mr. Belly can't wait, ah-ah-
Huh? Why is the "cake" hard? No cream? Wow! Not even jam! I was in a hurry to open my mouth to call my mother, but all that came out was a string of bubbles. Haha, I'm a bubble machine!
"Mom", I'm a bubble machine! "I shouted and went into the 30 1 room. As soon as I entered the door, I vomited a big bubble. My mother asked in panic, "Yue Yue, what did you eat?" I ... I ... "Looking at my mother's anxious face, I put out the soap. My mother saw it and understood it. She said to me, "That's soap!" " Then my mother made me drink a lot of water and said to me, "Think of it as a bowel lavage!"! I was so drunk that my stomach swelled up that day that I no longer had an appetite to eat anything. I was so greedy when I was a child!
When I was a child, I was very greedy. When I was a child, I was very greedy. When I saw what others were eating, I thought about everything. Sometimes I get angry when my mother doesn't buy it for me, so I get a "good name"-little greedy cat. One thing I still remember is that I took grandpa's white wine as Sprite.
It was the summer when I was four years old. The weather was very hot. The burning sun scorched the earth, and even the cicada in the tree kept barking, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot." At this moment, I thought: I wish I had a bottle of water. So I ran home, only to find that grandma had cooked the meal. I ran to get ready for a big meal. At this time, I saw a bowl of water on grandpa's seat. I thought it was Sprite, so I couldn't wait to take a straw and took a sip. I felt that it tasted wrong. How could it be bitter? I thought to myself: I'm thirsty anyway, so I'll drink it first. So I picked up the bowl and drank a few mouthfuls, and suddenly I felt irritable. I don't know when grandma came, saw my face flushed, thought I had a fever, and quickly touched my head. Grandpa said with a smile, "He only drank my wine secretly."
After that, grandpa quickly took the wine away from me and said, "Children will become stupid if they drink." But I couldn't listen to it. The smell of white wine had already burned my stomach, and my face was as red as an apple, which made me crazy. So I took advantage of the moment when Grandpa picked up the bowl, I patted him on the hand. Grandpa was unprepared, and immediately the wine spilled all over the table. Grandpa was angry and anxious, but I was happy. I touched my finger on the table and sent it to my mouth. I ate it with relish. Everyone looked at my confusion and said that I was a "little greedy cat" until my mother took me away. I remember that day I was scolded.
It is ridiculous to recall my story of "little greedy cat" now.
When I was a child, I was very greedy. When I was a child, I was very greedy. When I saw what others were eating, I thought about everything. Sometimes when my mother didn't buy it for me, I would suck my fingers and drool from my fingers. To this end, I got a "good name"-little greedy cat. There is one thing that I still remember vividly, that is, I once took my father's old wine as coke.
It was a summer when I was four years old. It was very hot that day. The burning sun was burning the earth, and even the cicada in the tree kept barking, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot." At this time, I thought, if only there were a bottle of water. So I ran home, only to find that the meal had been cooked. I rushed over and prepared to have a good meal. I saw a bowl of drinks on the table, so I couldn't wait to take a straw and take a sip. I felt that the taste was wrong and how bitter it was. I thought to myself: I'm thirsty anyway, so I'll drink it first. So I took a bowl and drank several mouthfuls, and suddenly I felt irritable. I don't know when my father and mother came. When my mother saw my red face, she thought I had a fever and quickly touched my head. My father smiled and said, "He only did this because he stole alcohol. Mom said in distress situation that I was a greedy cat.
Dad took the wine away from me and said, "Children will become stupid if they drink." But I can't listen to my father's words. I still think about the bowl of coke, and I have been thinking about how to get it. Suddenly, I thought of a good idea. I patted my father's hand when he picked up the bowl. Suddenly, the drinks in the bowl spilled all over the table, and my father was angry and anxious, but I was happy. I touched my finger on the table and sent it to my mouth, eating it with relish until my mother took me away. I remember that I was beaten that day.
I was really greedy when I was a child.