Joke Collection Website - Mood Talk - I am a child, and my mother is ill. I want to take care of my mother. I cooked for her from beginning to end.

I am a child, and my mother is ill. I want to take care of my mother. I cooked for her from beginning to end.

A few days ago, the weather was bad, cold and hot, and many people caught a cold. Even my mother, who hasn't been sick for three years, can't stay up, and she is entangled in the disease.

That night, my mother came home from work listless and blushed like two big apples. I went up to him and asked, "Mom, what's the matter with you, listless?" Mother tried to smile and said, "nothing, just a little cold." It will be fine in two days. " . Are you hungry? I'll cook for you. "I don't believe it. I touched my mother's head. I really don't know. When I touched it, I almost didn't burn my hand into a "pig's hoof." I quickly put my mother in bed and said, "Don't worry about dinner. I will do it. Just have a good rest. I'll call you when the meal is ready, ok? " Mom was a little uneasy, but maybe it was too uncomfortable, so she nodded in agreement.

When I walked into the kitchen, I felt a little regretful: "Why should I do this job? But considering that my mother cooks every day, she must be very tired. She is ill today, let me cook! "

What are you doing? I thought about it and saw some potatoes on the table. Let's make shredded potatoes. I used to hear my mother say, "Shredding is more crisp and delicious than kneading." Then I'll cut it with a knife. Then I picked up a kitchen knife and washed the potatoes, peeled them, sliced them and shredded them. Alas, potatoes are really hard to cut, either too thick or too thin. Almost cut my hand. It's finally time to blow up. I put a little oil in it, and then I put the shredded potatoes in it. With a "ding", the shredded potatoes went into the pot. Stir-fried for a while, put a little salt and vinegar, and when I saw the shredded potatoes turn yellow, I let them out. I called my mother out to show her the fruits of my labor. My mother seems to have recovered more than half of my fried food, and she is much more energetic. She smiled and said happily, "You have really grown up and can take care of others."

How, I am a "nanny" is still competent!