If I don’t understand my mother’s logic, it’s better to let her stop, I said:
"Can we not talk about this? I know what you mean, I pay more attention to it myself, OK? As for you, don't be fooled by money all day long.
I bought a lot of cooking books, you can make soup by yourself, and when I'm free, you can cook it for me to eat. How about it? Mom, to be honest, you haven't raised me well, a table of food is indispensable."
Alas, Hulululu is all about martial arts, and I probably want to practice it into a spirit. Do you think I can still act like a spoiled person? Oh, I am so happy to be so cool.
I will first get a cold one, and eat something to keep my stomach from vomiting.
But my mother seemed very happy. She thought carefully for a long time and said:
"I don't know how to cook, but you definitely don't like it if it's not delicious.
I have read your cross-stitch book, and I won't know.
They seem to play mahjong or find something to do when they are empty.”
Uh, who taught my mother so well? Or was she the one who said:
"If you don't make it delicious, learn it. Make it less every time, don't waste it. Learn cheaper eggplant box, winter melon, ribs, and other cheaper ones first, and then learn something else? Isn't it easier to even cook the rice well,
Then I'll go home to see what you do? Don't play mahjong, don't need to do things, and your body will be well recuperated.
If you are really empty, you can learn to dance and exercise and be healthy."
My mother was unhappy and glared at me and said, "Why are you unhealthy? I look down on your mother?"
Humph, I said, "If you don't say it before, I will dare if you dare. Grandma's cooking is average, it's not particularly delicious, I have no good taste."
My mother stared at me and after a while, she was discouraged and said, "Forget it, I'm not good at studying yet."
I don’t know how to cook and my grandson will not like it when he comes back.
You still dislike your breasts so hard.
Hey, I used to be able to embroider, how do you think?" My mother said this a while ago, and she seemed a little embarrassed.
Needless to say, it must have happened more than 20 years ago. At that time, she was probably such a shy daughter in the boudoir, probably.
I nodded quickly and said, "Okay, you embroidered it well, I bought it with you and gave it to someone, how about it?" Try searching for "" on Baidu and you will find us!