My mother-in-law beat her back to write 600 words.

My grandmother loves me very much. She thinks about me everywhere. When I was a child, grandma was responsible for eating, drinking and wearing. When it is cold, she will give me clothes and drink hot water. If I fail, she will give me strength. ...

Now that I have grown up, I don't need grandma's care, and she has gone back to her hometown. In the countryside, she can be described as "busy with everything", busy with farm work, managing small shops and taking care of her sister. ...

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, my father, mother and my family went to the countryside to visit my grandmother. Grandma is different. She is thin and her weather-beaten face is covered with wrinkles. But with a smile on my face, I rushed over and shouted, "Grandma!" Grandma! I miss you so much! "

Grandma held me in her arms with open arms. Ask here and touch there, as if I hadn't seen you for years. Soon, it was time for dinner, and our family gathered in a room to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival party. After watching it for a while, the advertisement started, so I said to my grandmother; "Shall I hit you on the back?" Grandma said helplessly, "My lovely granddaughter, hit your father!" " ! I don't need it. "I didn't listen to my grandmother's advice, so I quietly walked behind her and hit her on the waist first. I clenched my fist and knocked rhythmically. Grandma closed her eyes slightly, looking very happy, and said to herself, "What a comfortable blow! Grandma will enjoy your happiness when you are older. "

"If you like, I will hit you every day!" I said that my grandmother had been praising me after hearing this. I said, "If I were four years old, I would make pears. If I don't honor you, it's too ignorant. "

Grandma, please lean forward and I'll knock for you. So, I continued to move my little fist to grandma's waist. My parents giggled beside me, especially my father, whose mouth cracked behind my ears, and encouraged me from time to time and praised me for being soft. When my back was knocked, I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, turn around and I'll knock your legs and feet again." Grandma turned obediently. I was a little hot, so I took off my coat and knocked my grandma's leg. Although I am a little tired, my heart seems to be full of honey juice when I see my grandmother intoxicated and hear the praise from adults.

After a while, the party started again. Grandma dressed me quickly, hugged me tightly, let me sit on her lap, swayed slightly, and kept saying, "Good granddaughter, good granddaughter! Grandma's little darling! "

It's late at night, the lights in our house are on all the time, and the laughter in the room is constant and warm. ...