Only the mother is good in the world.

Last night, I just felt that my stomach was a little painful after I had finished eating. I didn’t care at first. I felt that the man’s husband was a little painful. But later, my stomach hurts more and more, and I have no intention to see the wonderful "The Condor Heroes". Ah, I found out that I had a painful expression, let me lie on the bed and put it on the belly button with a hot water bottle. It took a long time, and the pain was not alleviated.

I crouched, frowning, closing my eyes, resisting the pain, lying in bed quietly. Just then, I heard the door ringing and my mother got off work. Then came the mother's kind voice: "Wu Bao, what are you doing?" However, I didn't even have the strength to answer. Listening to Ah said, I am not feeling well, lying in bed. Mom quickly ran over and touched my face: "What happened to the baby, how uncomfortable?" I said weakly: "The stomach hurts."

Mom has been with me at the bedside. Suddenly, I felt a nausea, and quickly slammed the quilt to the toilet of the bathroom, and spit it out. My mother looked frightened, patted my back hard, and ran to the kitchen to give me a cup of warm water, let me gargle. After the spit, I fell back on the bed with powerlessness. After the mother cleaned up the toilet, she came to the bed to accompany me.

However, after I lay in bed for a long time, I felt sick again and ran to the toilet and spit up again. In this way, I repeatedly vomited five or six times before I stopped. I will drop my mother’s distressed tears.

In the evening, my mother hugged the quilt and lay beside me. From time to time, I reached out and touched me. I gently said to me: "If you are uncomfortable, call your mother." I nodded warmly in my heart. .

Early the next morning, I just opened my eyes and saw my mother came to my bed with a bowl of steamed sour noodle soup. I asked, "I feel so bad? It’s still uncomfortable?" I feel myself Much better, I said to my mother, "Well, it’s already much better." Mother said with pleasure: "A lot better, just plug this sour soup!"

Just, I was hungry, and looked at the bowl, the thin noodles, with a layer of crushed ginger and chopped green onion. Just watching, it makes people appetite increase. Seeing that I was gorging, my mother said happily, "Slowly eat, stinky, be careful!"

I didn’t let my mother do it in the morning. At noon, my mother gave me a large bowl of brown sugar noodle soup, which also has two tender poached eggs. I picked up the spoon and tasted a small soup: "Wow! Mom, how is this soup so delicious? I will drink it often!" Mom said with a smile: "This is my skill, I don't want him to drink." ""

Although I am sick, I can have a mother to accompany me, but I can also eat super delicious sour noodle soup and brown sugar noodle soup. I have enjoyed it!