Two weeks into the start of school, everything was already on track. Just now, the head teacher stood on the podium and said, when we come back from the Mid-Autumn Festival, they will come back to us for a test. And the purpose of this quiz is needless to say. It's to check the results of those of us. The higher level is to say which people can be cultivated as the focus of the future, which people can be encouraged, and which people can turn a blind eye.

I think every class is the same, a team with good grades, a team with average grades, and a team with poor grades. This is an immutable law. And which team I belong to is still unknown. Although I used to belong to the first team, who knows now? Students from more than a dozen elementary schools gather here. It is not surprising that there are anyone with better grades than you.

But that's not the point, the point is that no matter how many students there are, I have to stay in the first team. Because that's the only source I can affirm at that time.

While my mind was still on how to stay in the first team, the school bell rang. The class suddenly seemed to be free-range. I was slowly packing up my things when I heard Xu Haoran shouting Li Yaowen's name. By the time I came back to my senses, the people in the class didn't know when they were almost gone. Except for a few who stayed to clean.

I also quickly packed my things and pushed the cart home. When I got home, my father's meal was not ready, and when he saw me coming back, he asked me to put down my schoolbag and help with the cooking.

I took one look at it, frowned and asked, "Why are you shredded potatoes again?" ”

"Shredded potatoes?"

"No, can't you just change it every day?"

"What about fried winter melon?"

"Then let's fry shredded potatoes......" I sighed, winter melon...... I'm going to be full when I hear the name. Ever since I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, my father threw the seeds of a winter melon given by others into the garden behind the house. After that, every year the garden was full of winter melons, because there were too many of them. There is a period of time every year when my father doesn't even eat rice and frries winter melon every day. He didn't care, but he took pity on me for eating boiled winter melon with him every day. And he also likes to eat chili peppers, no matter what I like to eat, it's a lot of it. Anyway, you don't need money to buy it, it's all from your homeland.

But for me it didn't taste good at all, because except for a little salty, the rest was spicy. And the peppers he planted were all very spicy peppers, how could I eat them as empty as him. So when that happens, I have to go to my grandfather's house and order rice.

Once I asked him to put less chili peppers, and he actually told me that there was no chili pepper and no taste and nothing to eat. I said I could put more salt, and he told me that eating too much salt would cause high blood pressure. And thirsty, it doesn't cost firewood to boil tea. I pouted and didn't bother to tell him.

Sunday is the Mid-Autumn Festival, just in time for the fair. But I saw that my father had been sweeping around in front of the door with a broom, and he didn't mean to go to the market at all. I'm in a hurry.

"My dad ......" I walked over and pouted at him. He didn't look up and asked me what I was doing. "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why don't you go to the market to buy some food?"

"Isn't there food at home? What do you want to buy? ”

"What's the food at home, isn't it potatoes and winter melon?" I said angrily, "Can't you go to the market and buy something else?" ”

"That's not enough for you to eat? What else to buy? You don't know how much you can eat? My dad said as he swept his broom at my feet, and I angrily stomped on his broom. He glared at me, and I was so angry that I yelled at him, "You don't buy vegetables, you don't buy mooncakes, is this a festival?" ”

But I didn't expect him to be outdone and replied to me, "What kind of vegetables do you want to buy if you have vegetables at home?" So what's so delicious about mooncakes? Don't you make all noodles? I'll wrap you some sugar in the evening! ”

"I won't eat it!" I turned around in anger and went back to the house, flipped through the book and lay down on the bed, ignoring him. I've never seen a person like him, and he is reluctant to buy vegetables during the holidays. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and it ended up making me angry. He simply threw the book away, covered his head and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it was, but when I was in a daze, I heard someone call me. I opened my eyes and saw my dad putting something in his hand on the table.

"I bought you some eggs and a dollar of bean sprouts. I'll go to the lake and pull two soybeans for you later. That's enough for you, right? ”

I snorted, still pretending to be upset, and asked him why he didn't buy a fish back. I didn't expect him to react so much after hearing it. "Buying fish? Today, the fish on the street is five dollars a pound, and it will be life-threatening! ”

I couldn't laugh or cry, so I got up to fetch water and carry firewood at his request. It didn't take long for my dad to pull the beans back, and I peeled the beans with him and looked at the time and started cooking.

I stir-fried four dishes and a soup. There are shredded potatoes, bean sprouts, scrambled eggs with green beans, scrambled eggs with green peppers, and winter melon soup. There are five dishes. When my dad saw that I was making so many dishes, he glared at me and said, "I just see how much you can eat today, and I can't eat it, so I will pick your eyes!" "But although he scared me so much, he didn't do anything to me before I finished eating. Also, at lunchtime, my uncle brought a plate of meat to my father. He knew that his father liked meat, but he was reluctant to buy it. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw my father peeling peanuts and asked him what he was doing with peanuts.

"Won't you want to eat mooncakes?" He looked up at me, "I'll get you some peanuts, some sesame seeds in it, and some sugar." You see how delicious it is to buy it! ”

"Oh!" I sighed, and my heart was suddenly so moved that I wanted to cry. I think my dad is actually very good to me and cares about me. It's a bit picky, but there's no way around it. But I still don't understand, I really shouldn't think about it.

"You can eat as much as I get, and if I can't finish eating, I'll pick your eyes!" I was immersed in emotion, and was suddenly pulled back to reality by his words. I just thought he was very nice to me. This person who picks my eyes at every turn, who is good to me?

But then again, Dad's mooncakes are really delicious. I ate three in a row, and he made more, and I took a few to my aunts. Dinner was relatively simple, and I was already full. So I just heated the dish casually, and my father didn't eat it after two bites.

I was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and my grandfather came over and told me to go over there and eat some more. I ran away, and my uncle's house was more sumptuous, and there was a lot of leftover food at noon. Pomegranate apples and mooncakes were also placed on the table, and the mooncakes made by Dad were also on the table.

I ate the mooncakes that my aunt bought, and the first few bites were fine. But in the end, I got a little tired, probably because it was too sweet, and it was really not as delicious as the mooncakes made by my father. It seems that what Dad said this time is really true, I thought in my heart.

After eating, I helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and watched TV here for a while. But it wasn't long before my dad came and called me back to bed, saying I had school tomorrow. Although I am reluctant in my heart, there is no way. I didn't dare to contradict him only when it was related to my studies.