Mother's love is hidden in the rice. When I was at school, my mother cooked for me every day, and his love was hidden in the rice.
In the morning, my mother cooked breakfast for me. Every time she cooks breakfast, she gets up at six o'clock on time and cooks it for me from time to time. Sometimes she eats porridge, sometimes she drinks milk and fried eggs, sometimes she eats steak and milk, and the dishes are constantly changing. Shredded potatoes, sweet and sour lotus seeds and fried pickles are all my favorite foods. In the evening, he will cook me a lot of delicious food. Although the staple food is porridge, most of them are porridge.
Once I was sick, once I was sick, so I couldn't eat spicy food and something very cold, or I would throw up. Say anything impatiently when you want to eat, just don't cook spicy food, it's cold. My mother was not angry at all, so she went to the kitchen to cook, sing and play drums. My mother is chopping meat and wants to wrap jiaozi for me. Just stay at the hotel. Wang Jiaozi put a little meat on the side and began to wrap jiaozi for me with a pinch of hands. Busy for a while, a plate of hot jiaozi served. He mixed the seasoning for me and I ate standing up. After eating, he also asked me to feed the medicine.
Mother's love is hidden in delicious food. You were impatient with him when he was ill, but he cooked you good food. This is mom's love for jiaozi, your favorite food. Although he loves to eat, it is not easy to find, but we all know that his mother's cooking contains his love and sincere expectation for us.