A composition of about 400 words on a happy three-person world and a Rubik's Cube?

In our family, whoever is cruel is the boss. According to logical thinking, men should be more ferocious, but in our family, everything is wrong. My mother said one thing, but no one said two. My mother said that this month we will mainly eat vegetables, and no one dares to ask for meat! Today, my mother paid her salary. Oh, look how happy she is, even humming a ditty while cooking. "You Lu! Come and try the mushroom soup that my mom made. I was already very hungry. I regained my energy and went straight to the kitchen. As soon as I opened the door, I was stunned. I saw beef stew in a casserole on the stove. , it’s chicken soup, brine shrimp, long fish... There are apples, oranges and other fruits spread on the ground. "Mom, you..." I looked at her carefully, nothing happened! My mother, who was confused and confused, didn't explode. Instead, she urged with a smile: "Try it, hurry up!" I took a taste, hey, it tasted really good, so I ran and jumped to the phone. Next to the phone, I dialed my dad's PHS: "Hey, dad! Mom got her salary today, and she's spending a lot of money. Come back quickly, and we'll give her some money!" "Okay!" We're at home! We are two weaklings. Always on the front line! Finally, after a delicious meal, I was about to ask for a shopping trip when a serious problem appeared in front of me: there were a lot of dishes that no one was washing. I didn’t want to take over this "honor". Knowing the task, I sneaked into the room quietly and peeked through a small opening. As expected, "You XX! This is the dish I cooked." My mother used her first word. - Testing. Unexpectedly, my father said: "You wash it!" "Oh, you are unreasonable!" The second move - the initial explosion. "These should be done by housewives, I don't need to intervene!" Dad had a bad smile on his face. "Would you please wash it off?" The third move was request. In fact, Mom was very angry. "You are tired, and I am tired too. I have just come back. I should be reasonable." Ah!" Dad looked as if nothing had happened. "I'll ask you one last time, whether to wash or not." The fourth move - extreme explosion. When Dad saw that the situation was not right, he immediately said: "Okay, I'll wash it, or not? How many bowls?" My mother showed a proud look. I quickly pretended to be doing my homework, but after all, I couldn't escape. My father used those 4 tricks to deal with me again. I had no choice but to complete this glorious task. . This is my family, a happy family of three.