Not long ago, another thing happened. That night, my mother searched everywhere for the bank passbook until the house was turned upside down. The passbook is still missing. My mother frowned and cupped her chin in her hand. She thought for a moment and asked the "suspect" father like a detective Conan.
Dad hid in his comfort zone-sitting on the sofa watching TV and laughing. Suddenly, an aggressive mother appeared in front of me: "Hello! What about the passbook? " Dad is too scared to see his mother. He closed his eyes and shouted, "Wrong! When did you see me touch your things? " A word is like gasoline poured on a raging fire, which makes my mother's rosy face turn green at once, and the anger in her eyes hurts people: "Hum! Then where did you say it was? Is it difficult to fly with long wings? " Say that finish, and angrily went to the room to find the passbook. I curled up in the corner pitifully, watching this scene "tragedy" unfold, but I could do nothing, and my heart was full of needles. Dad looked at the messy room, there was a harsh thump and he sighed helplessly.
Suddenly, there was a surprise shout in the room: "Come and see, here it is!" " "My father and I looked at each other and rushed into the room. I saw my mother with a passbook in her hand, ecstatic, with crescent-shaped eyebrows, anger in her eyes subsided by the flood, and her mouth was full of smiles. I thought a storm was coming to an end, and I was thanking the informed passbook that fell from the sky. I didn't expect a bigger storm to wait for us. I saw my father rush up, grabbed a bag from my mother's hand and carefully put it back in the drawer to hide. With a long sigh of relief, he turned to his mother and said, "Don't fiddle with this bag, it contains my life's hard work!" " "Just put out the fire burned up again, my mother's anger came up again. She turned away with a disdainful look: "We are all family. What can I do with your certificate? " Burned? "Dad looked around and deliberately lowered his voice:" That's not certain! "Oh my god, what's the matter with these two people? Do you have a high fever? Every word is tit for tat. Is it necessary to make such a fuss about such a trivial matter? At this time, they are embarrassed to face each other, and no one will admit their mistakes first. The air has almost stopped flowing, which is suffocating. I can't stand it any longer. I stood up and said, "Stop it. It's hard for a family to lose something. Are you tired of being paranoid all day? Go and see, there are good TV plays! "
Mom and dad are sitting together watching TV again. A storm has finally passed, so it's better to calm down! I hope there will never be such a "family storm" again!
Give me the remote control. ""no, give it to me. "Well, family unrest began again. Every holiday, our family is fighting for the remote control.
"I have a weekend in five days, and it's my turn to watch it." I rushed to say. "I've been watching that TV series for a week. If I don't watch it now, I'll give up halfway. No!" Mom said flatly. "It is natural to care about national affairs, and I should watch it." Dad is not to be outdone. "News is the most boring." I interjected, and my brother helped me say, "God's plays are the most interesting. I agree to watch my sister's TV series. "
Finally, a war of words finally stopped, and grandma announced: "Everyone watches the TV series they want for half an hour." Dad was unhappy: "half an hour, the news has ended!" " "Suddenly, my father seemed to remember something." By the way, if you look at the 29-inch color TV, I will look at the 25-inch color TV. You can continue to argue. I don't care. "I patted my head:" by the way, there is a TV at home. Dad, you are too cunning. " "This is called' ginger is still old and spicy'." Dad said with a smile.
Alas, it's a pity that I only watched the remaining half of the TV series. What a pity!
Another time, in order to join an interest group, my father asked me to sign up for the Olympic Games, my mother asked me to sign up for the Ginkgo Flower Literature Society, and my grandmother asked me to sign up for the English group. Everyone quarreled again.
"Good Olympiad, can develop intelligence!"
"It's good to go to Ginkgo Flower Literature Society, which can improve the level of composition."
"Good English, learning English is beneficial and harmless. I think your uncle knows English. Look at him now ... "
"Well, stop that now. It was me who participated in the interest group, not you, which made me dizzy. " I shouted. "We are also good for you!" Grandma said. "I know you are good for me, but you should also respect my wishes. I declare that I want to report it-"Mom, Dad and Grandma immediately held their breath and listened to me. "I reported to the Ginkgo Flower Literature Society." Dad and grandma sighed, like deflated balls.
Such family troubles should have happened n times in my family. It is these "family troubles" that make life colorful.
The word family is familiar to everyone. Every family is full of joy and warmth, and naturally there are all kinds of storms.
When I was in primary school, I had very little homework, and I only spent one hour "ok" every day. So every afternoon after school, I go to play basketball and table tennis with my classmates, and I don't go home until after five o'clock. Sometimes my parents come to see me, and I am often scolded.
I remember one time my mother was late from work and my father didn't eat at home. I was going to go home when I was finished, but I forgot the time when I was finished. I have to go home until school finishes at six. When I got downstairs, I couldn't help shivering when I saw the light on at home. I feel like a rabbit jumping all the time, complaining why I can't go home early. At the thought of going back to be scolded, I seem to be dragging a "chain" on my feet. A meow is like a sign of "war", and the air seems to be filled with the smoke of war. When I got home, I saw my mother frowning and saying, "Hu Peng, why are you so unconscious?" What time is it now? It's six o'clock! As a student, you should concentrate on your homework. You have been playing since I came back late. Besides the homework assigned by the teacher, can't you do some extracurricular exercises? How many times have I said that I can go home late except Friday, and I have to go home and write after school at other times, so don't always think about playing ball at school ... "My mother's words are like a raging river, so I can only bow my head and say nothing.
This kind of thing often happens, but it only happens for two or three days at a time, so I forget and play after school. If I'm lucky, I'll go home in front of my mother and nothing will happen. If I am unlucky, my mother will go home in front of me and get another scolding, but I am still like this. I can't control it. Who told me to play hard?
Similar family unrest lasted from the third grade to the sixth grade. Now I am a junior high school student. Under the oppression of homework and under the strict supervision of my father, I have to go home to do homework instead of playing ball after school. Three years of family disputes have passed.
Khan, what grade are you in? These seem a bit like primary school students. .
Family is a warm harbor, full of joy and happiness, but sometimes there are some estrangements and misunderstandings, which will cause some storms in a warm home.
One day, mom and dad quarreled over some trivial things. The thing is this: Dad is busy at work, so everything at home is left to mom. However, his mother is also very busy these days, and there is a quarrel about who does the housework. In order to make the family harmonious again, I thought hard for a long time and finally came up with a practical and good way.
At half past five the next morning, my father went out for a run as usual. I immediately got up and implemented the first step plan. I went to the kitchen first, turned on the light, put the wok on, and then turned on the gas stove. When the pot is hot, I put the oil in it. Then, I put the shredded carrots cut last night in deep-frying ... After a while, the food was ready. Then, I heated the milk and washed the cup. After half an hour, breakfast is ready. After I put my breakfast away, I quickly ran to my room and began to read. After a while, dad came back from running and saw a hot breakfast on the table. He couldn't restrain his inner joy. "Yuanfeng, have you made breakfast?" Dad has never seen me cook, so naturally he won't believe that I did it. I know, he asked me on purpose to make my mother listen. I whispered, "of course mom did it!" " I won't. "Dad ate very happily, and then tried to talk to his mother several times, but he didn't say it at last. I know that family problems have turned around. As soon as my father went to work, I implemented the second step plan. I took out my piggy bank and poured the money. Although I couldn't bear it, I still poured out all my money for the sake of family harmony and happiness. After school in the morning, I went to the supermarket to buy some things my mother likes and secretly put them on my mother's dresser. When my mother came back and found out, she asked me, "Did your father buy this?" I also whispered, "Dad won't let me tell you, he bought this!" " "Hearing this, my mother turned to make lunch. I found her eyes full of tears.
After dinner, I heard my parents talking and laughing in their room. I know: they made up! So a storm subsided.
This article is of high level.