On weekdays, it's mothers who worry about us. Now it's mother's day, and it's time to pay back.
When I passed by the kitchen, I suddenly got an idea. I can help my mother cook a meal! In this way, my mother can not make dinner, but also let the whole family taste my craft.
Say do it, I found a lot of dry rice left in the refrigerator at noon, I found a few eggs in the small drawer of the refrigerator, I decided to make fried rice with eggs.
I beat five eggs in the bowl, and accidentally beat the eggshell down. I quickly fished for the eggshell with my hand. The eggshell came out, but the hand became sticky, but my heart was still full of expectation.
I took out a pair of chopsticks and beat eggs like my mother. Finally I beat the eggs, but I spilled a lot of them. It's really not easy.
Then I turned on the fire and put on the oil. In a moment, the oil "crackled". I took out the rice in the fridge and threw it all down. This time, the sound was quite low. I ran to the side again to find the shovel. I carefully turned and fried them - I first poked them apart, then turned them over a few times, and then I added the eggs. I sprinkled salt, sugar and monosodium glutamate, and when they melted, I turned them over a few times, mixed the eggs with rice and spices, and added a little soy sauce.
I poured them all into the plate with great effort. This time I sprinkled a lot of them, but I cleaned them quickly. When I put out the fire, I walked out with the rice. I took out the tomato sauce from the refrigerator and made a smile on the rice. be accomplished!
Mom came and was surprised: "did you do it?"
"I'll try it." Said she picked up the spoon, "yes, sour and sweet. Yummy! "
The last "delicious" is my evaluation. I'm very happy. Although I only cook a meal for my mother on Mother's day, it is my full heart to my mother.