My grandma always likes to work. She always wears an apron at home and can't leave a rag on her hand. Every night when she comes home from school, it's my happiest thing to eat the rice that grandma makes. There are many fried chicken pieces, fried potato slices, fried pork with beans, which I like to eat. Every bite, I will try my best to give out two thumbs to show that the dishes grandma made today are very delicious, and the whole family will laugh whenever they see me like this.
Grandma watched me grow up. I told her what I liked and didn't like. She knew why I was angry and happy. Grandma was my best friend. Sometimes, if grandma didn't come to my house for a few days, I would miss her and run to her room to touch her things, just like touching grandma.
A few days ago, when my grandmother made me a meal and rode back to her home, she was accidentally hit by an electric car, one leg's knee was broken, a large piece of red, and the skin was broken. I see can be heartache, every day looking forward to grandma wound early.
Grandma also did a lot of things for me. In the morning, she was afraid that I would be late for school. She used two bowls to pour cold rice for me, made me cotton padded jacket, put on presbyopic glasses to listen to stories, and bought me delicious food. My mother said that I will get married when I grow up. I wish I could find a good grandmother like Grandma, because I can't find a good wife like Grandma any more.