A joke about washing clothes.

My mother ordered warm water for me. I gently soaked the sweater in water and put it on the stool. My mother helped me roll up my cuffs. I learned very decently. According to the order my mother told me, I washed the neckline first, tapped transparent soap on my clothes and poked it back and forth with two small hands. After a while, the neckline was cleaned. I washed my cuffs carefully twice again. Maybe I didn't try properly. After poking for a while, both palms were red and itchy. Mom saw it and said with distress, "I won't wash it today!" " "I said firmly," no! I can do it! Don't you always say that you can't do things by halves? "Mom was really happy to hear that." Son, you have really grown up, and you can help your mother in the future. "I continue to wash the front, and then wash the back. I cleaned every place carefully. I think the washing is quite clean, and my mother's approval makes my heart sweeter than eating honey. My mother helped me to pour out the dirty water and put in new water. I carefully washed off the soap foam. I have dried and hung the clothes.