I love my home

Everyone has a home, whether it is a leader, a rich man, or a worker or a servant. I also have a home.

On the Saturday morning every week, I woke up and dressed quickly to call my mom and dad. Because every day I am going to buy food and cook with them.

We went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables, and went to the supermarket to buy fruit and meat and then went home to cook.

The three of us worked very well together: I made spices, cut vegetables, my mother cooked vegetables, my father cooked meat, and they came to help me from time to time. Sometimes we were sweating hot, then as long as I took what I was going to do. When I'm done, I will run over and find the fan, and fan my father and mother. When they are tired, I will let them rest. I will help them. After an hour of cooking, a dish of delicious food was brought to the table by us. The family was eating together. I ate the food I made, and my heart was sweeter than the honey.

I love my home!

Fourth grade: Zhang Wei