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I am the master today.


"Today you are a master," I heard my mother's words, I am happy to be three feet high, and finally I can be free. The tiger is not at home, the monkey is called the king. Just when I was proud, my mother said the next sentence, "We are only coming back at noon, you have to clean up your house, you have to cook lunch!" After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly realized that I still have to do it. So many chores.

My mother left, the rest of the task is mine, and the hard times have come. I have inspected it and found that the cumbersome housework is like a slap in the face, sweeping the floor, washing the dishes, cooking... I am a man, can’t act as a language giant. The dwarf, or should be the master of this, so I immediately acted. First, I took up the broom and took the fight. I cleaned the floor of my house cleanly. Then I lifted the bucket and soaked the mop. Dry, and then wipe the floor spotless, almost can reflect the shadow of people. Looking at the clean floor, I made a sigh of relief, and continued to sort out the messy living room...

Just when I was busy and panting, the clock at home was 11 o'clock, my father and mother were coming back, and it was time to cook. I quickly picked up the pot and cooked rice. Is this done? No, you have to cook! I still got a scrambled egg, so I took five eggs, learned how my mother looked at the bowl, and then opened it, and put the egg whites and egg yolk inside in the bowl. Press the switch of the induction cooker, the water in the pot sizzles, the water is dry, and the oil is poured quickly. As a result, the oil falls down and the oil splashes from all sides of the pot. It really makes me feel helpless and immediately pours the eggs down. Finally, I can stop it. It seems to be burning. I quickly picked up the shovel and turned it over. As a result, the egg was not burnt, and it was quite fragrant.

"叮铃,叮铃", my parents came back, I like to go out and open the door, seeing this neat home and fragrant food, my mother smiled and said, "Tengxiang grew up, is a good master, it is great. "My heart is sweeter than drinking honey. I deeply understand that it is not easy to be a master. I can't eat more mouths, clothes to reach out, should be good parents."

Quanzhou, Quanzhou, Quanzhou, Fujian Province, the third grade of the national experiment: the small dish flying

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