In our family, dinner is a very important family time. My parents and I get together for dinner after a day's work and study, and exchange anecdotes about the company and society during the break. They will also take this time to care about and ask about my school class.
One day, I heard my mother's voice: "dinner!" " "I stood up from the table, ran to the table in three steps and looked down. There are braised hairtail, black pepper steak, green beans and Luo Songtang ... Ah! They are all my favorite dishes. As soon as mom and dad sat down, I couldn't wait to pick up chopsticks and devour them. I eat steak, fish on the left and steak on the right. My mother smiled and said, "Eat slowly and don't choke." Dad looked at it carefully for a while and said to me, "Jessica Hester Hsuan, why don't you eat at noon like an African refugee?" I said, "I didn't like several dishes at school lunch today, so I only ate one egg and secretly dumped the rest." Dad said angrily, "you can't do this well." If you want to be healthy, you must have a balanced nutrition and not be picky about food. Lunch is the most important meal of the day. If you don't eat enough lunch, you will be distracted in class in the afternoon, which will affect the effect of class. Besides, you will waste it. "I heard that, I can't help but slow down the speed of eating food and realize my mistake. Mother went on to say, "Girls love beauty. Eating too much at dinner will accumulate a lot of fat on the stomach, arms and thighs. How ugly do you think it will be! "After hearing what my mother said, it seems that a chubby little girl really emerges. It's ugly! I thought, I must not let myself become like that, so I said to my parents, "I see, I will try to eat school meals in the future." For those foods that you don't like to eat at ordinary times, I think they are vitamins A, B, C, D and E that are good for your health, so you can eat them. " Hearing this, mom and dad smiled happily. The story on the dining table is staged every day. ...
Stories on the dining table
Many interesting stories can also happen at the dinner table. Do you want to know? Then follow me to find out!
The first thing I found was the story on my cousin's dinner table.
"Hurry up, hurry up, it's almost time for dinner …" Who is this, like a greedy cat? Who else? My cousin. Cry hungry as soon as you come back from school. It's time to do your homework, write a few words, run to the kitchen and have a look, and keep running back and forth. It's almost time for dinner, and I haven't even finished a homework. However, it was a sumptuous dinner. No wonder my cousin is so greedy. You see, that dirty little hand was holding a big chicken leg, and before it reached its mouth, it only heard a bang, and then it heard "Wash your hands first. Do you think your little hand just came back from the construction site? " "No, let me eat one first." "No, wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" "Wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" ..... Finally only heard the cry of "meowed". Needless to guess, my cousin must have been "defeated". Who told him not to listen? He asked for it.
The story at the dinner table is very sad.
Let's look at mine again. "It's time to eat." Hearing this cry, I immediately put down my pen and ran to the table, which really starved me. Delicious just to the mouth, suddenly, in front of a dark. Who played a prank? Really. But it hasn't been turned on for several times, Mamma Mia, the power is out. I didn't stop early or late, but I stopped at this moment, secretly complaining. I have no choice but to light candles. It's finally a little bright, but we have to continue to eat this meal. Eating and eating, I heard a "crack". It turned out that my brother's tooth had fallen out. I made fun of him and said, "Hey, old man, this food has eaten all my teeth." But my brother said, "What's the matter? Save me from pulling it out! " "Hearing this, we all laughed, and my brother laughed with us.
The story at the dinner table is happy again.
What's the story at the dinner table? Whether you are sad or happy. The important thing is that everyone can have dinner together.
Stories on the dining table
Hey! As soon as I got home today, I smelled a delicious meal. Dad, who never cooks, actually cooked today. You said unusual!
I asked my father curiously, "Why are you cooking today?" Dad smiled and said, "I'm a chef." We have a guest today. Of course, I have to rely on my chef to show my skills. "
My mother and I cleaned the house. I can't wait to see how my father's cooking is.
Here comes the food. How rich the dishes on the table are! Potato chips, chicken legs, beef, ducks ... all my favorite dishes are on the table. It makes my mouth water. Look at the color of this dish. Ha ha! Dad can score 80 points.
"Jingle ..." The doorbell rang. An uncle came in. Dad asked them to sit down. Mom also quickly took out drinks to entertain. Everyone is moving. Ah! It tastes really good. It seems that dad doesn't cook at ordinary times, which is a buried talent. A plate of chicken legs was swept away. Next to a few dishes also quickly bottomed out. Everyone praised dad's good cooking. Where's Dad? Very proud. Clink glasses with some uncles. After a few drinks. Several people were drunk. One of the uncles got drunk while pouring wine there. I actually poured wine on myself and pointed to an empty glass and asked, "Where's the wine?" Where's the wine "Made us laugh.
I finally saw my father's craftsmanship. However, his humble approach has aroused our dissatisfaction. After eating this meal, I am more and more determined to let my father go to work and let my mother rest. Ha ha! I'm afraid dad is regretting that he should continue to hide.
Stories on the dining table
Look, our whole family seems to be stuck in their throats, because there is a terrible and sad news on TV-"In June 10, a search and rescue helicopter found the wreckage of a transport plane sent by Chengdu Military Region. Because the plane hit the mountain and exploded, no one in the plane was spared ... "I was silent when I heard that.
"alas." With my mother's heavy sigh, we began to talk about the devastating earthquake in Sichuan. "In this earthquake, teachers and students are the most touching." Mom scrambled to say. "Yes!" Dad continued. "How many teachers have given their precious lives to save students?" "The greatness of maternal love can also be reflected in this earthquake." I've been unknown so, and suddenly I cut in. This sentence reminds me of that memory-people were shocked to find the body of a mother with a sleeping baby girl lying under it.
Looking at the rich dishes on the dining table, the people in the disaster area can only eat quantitative convenience food. I ... My mother said, "We must cherish this wonderful life!" "
Listening to my mother's words and looking at the dishes on the table, I thought a lot, ......
Stories on the dining table
Many interesting stories can also happen at the dinner table. Do you want to know? Then follow me to find out!
The first thing I found was the story on my cousin's dinner table.
"Hurry up, hurry up, it's almost time for dinner …" Who is this, like a greedy cat? Who else? My cousin. Cry hungry as soon as you come back from school. It's time to do your homework, write a few words, run to the kitchen and have a look, and keep running back and forth. It's almost time for dinner, and I haven't even finished a homework. However, it was a sumptuous dinner. No wonder my cousin is so greedy. You see, that dirty little hand was holding a big chicken leg, and before it reached its mouth, it only heard a bang, and then it heard "Wash your hands first. Do you think your little hand just came back from the construction site? " "No, let me eat one first." "No, wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" "Wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" ..... Finally only heard the cry of "meowed". Needless to guess, my cousin must have been "defeated". Who told him not to listen? He asked for it.
The story at the dinner table is very sad.
Let's look at mine again. "It's time to eat." Hearing this cry, I immediately put down my pen and ran to the table, which really starved me. Delicious just to the mouth, suddenly, in front of a dark. Who played a prank? Really. But it hasn't been turned on for several times, Mamma Mia, the power is out. I didn't stop early or late, but I stopped at this moment, secretly complaining. I have no choice but to light candles. It's finally a little bright, but we have to continue to eat this meal. Eating and eating, I heard a "crack". It turned out that my brother's tooth had fallen out. I made fun of him and said, "Hey, old man, this food has eaten all my teeth." But my brother said, "What's the matter? Save me from pulling it out! " "Hearing this, we all laughed, and my brother laughed with us.
The story at the dinner table is happy again.
What's the story at the dinner table? Whether you are sad or happy. The important thing is that everyone can have dinner together. Today is May Day, and the New Year's Eve dinner is particularly rich. It's time for dinner. I'm still staring at the TV screen. It's my favorite journey to the West. While preparing dishes and chopsticks, my mother urged me to eat. I can only hear the voices of the Monkey King, Pig Bajie, Friar Sand and Tang Priest. I don't know when my father stood in front of the TV like an iron tower, so I had to stand up and walk back to the table step by step. Looking at the dishes on the table, to be honest, I just want to pick up my rice bowl and pick up a few favorite dishes: scrambled eggs and braised pork. It's beautiful when watching TV. As soon as I looked up, I saw my father staring at me, and I had to shrink back.
"Yang Yang, today's fried pork slices with carrots, fried mushrooms with mushrooms and fried shrimps with cucumbers are very nutritious. You must eat everything. " Mother ordered. Where's grandma? She brought me my favorite food. I just keep my head down and spoon my favorite food into the bowl for fear that others will take it away. At this moment, my father said, "Yang Yang, you can't just eat meat and vegetarian food. Besides, you can't take care of what you like. You should also take care of others and your brother! At the dinner table, don't be picky about food, but also respect the old and love the young, and be humble to each other. In addition, when eating, don't let others wait for you, let alone sit up and wait for others to serve you like an old man. You see, my little brother is more sensible. He is just helping his mother set the table and do something that he can. " Hearing this, my face suddenly turned red. It turns out that in everyone's eyes, I am such a "little master" who is not sensible and picky about food for a living! Better be a younger brother than me!
This meal is the longest meal I have eaten at the dinner table, not only because the food on the table is very rich, but also because I gritted my teeth and ate many dishes that I had never eaten before.
After dinner, I followed my father's example, helped my mother clean up the dishes together, and washed the dishes with my grandmother. Although the action was a bit clumsy, I almost broke a bowl.
This is really a meaningful dinner for me.
"The stories on other people's dinner tables are generally warm!" A boy said foolishly, the boy in the world is me, but I think the time at my dinner table is the most difficult and annoying. My parents always use this time to "chew" my shortcomings, first "men's singles", then upgraded to "mixed doubles", and then upgraded, upgraded many times, it became a domestic violence.
Yes, he bit me again today. At this time, my father's expression at the dinner table was very serious and there was no smile at all. He asked sternly, "Why did you forget to hand in today's homework?" As soon as I heard this, I knew I was going to suffer. I used my quick wits and thought of a countermeasure. I smiled and said, "Dad! Today, I played basketball ... "Before he finished, he said," Don't beat around the bush with me. I don't know your small size yet. Please, why didn't you hand in your homework today? " If one plan doesn't work, let's try another. I'll eat first, and then I'll start my business. See how you chew! However, my father's roar made me unable to use any more tricks, so I had to admit all this. At this time, my mother began to "chew" again and never handed in her homework until she grew up. I really don't understand why my mother can go so far. A table of good food is like hay. At this time, my father began to escalate to reprimand. He said angrily, "You! How can you not hand in your homework? Never dare to do this again, believe it or not ... ",Dad's chopsticks have been taken away from him at this moment, which makes me very scared. Then, my mother scolded me again ... I don't know how many words I said, but I really couldn't help myself and said, "Dad! Mom! You criticize me like this, it will make me very embarrassed ... "Pa! Dad hit me hard with chopsticks and said angrily, "it's backwards!" " ! Don't you dare talk back ... stop eating! "At this moment, the mother said," It's time for the child to fight! "bang! Slap me in the face, and this dinner broke up in discord! I stood at the table, holding back my tears.
Violence can't convince anyone, let alone me. The more I think about it, the more wronged I am. Did a child commit some trivial things at school? Why do children complain about their grievances can be understood as talking back, doing something wrong is to be criticized, but why must it happen at the dinner table? School homework is as heavy as a mountain, and excellent homework is higher than the sky. I only rest when I eat. Most of the time is spent at my desk, and time is very tight. At this time, I can only talk to you and feel the warmth and warmth brought by my family, but I am disturbed by you so much! Then am I not a "learning machine"? Please put down the butcher knife from the child's point of view and give me a break!
I hope I can change the story at the dinner table, and I hope I can make this story wonderful and happy forever!
Although it was a long time ago, I still remember it vividly. At the same time, something happened at my deskmate, and because of this, I fell in love with my deskmate and ate.
In those days, mom and dad were in conflict and froze for almost a week. I'm worried and suspicious all day. Alas, two people obviously want to make up, but neither of them will give in, losing all their annoying faces and apologizing to each other. Don't they know that "endure calm for a while and take a step back to broaden the horizon"? There's nothing I can do about them.
The most troublesome time has come again. Every time a family sits around the table, it is the most formal and more terrible than "internal strength".
Grandma is not at home, and my mother is on strike again. I can't cook, so my father has to cook by himself. Dad, who hasn't cooked for a long time, has cooked a good dish, and mom has a feeling of excitement in her eyes. I picked up chopsticks carefully. I really don't know if I have tasted it. I was shocked when I tasted them! "What's that smell?" I look miserable. "Sweet and sour, bitter and salty, Dad, you are really' everything'!" My mother tried to hold back her laughter, and my father looked at my mother with an embarrassed face. The dinner, which was full of gunpowder, is now full of peace. But it didn't last long. When my mother saw my father looking at her, her face immediately darkened, and the dinner table was full of gunpowder.
Perhaps out of curiosity, my mother picked up chopsticks, tasted a mouthful of food, just put it in her mouth and sprayed it out. My father hurried to help my mother beat her back and pinch her shoulders, and even said "I'm sorry", but my mother said "hate" without any meaning.
Unexpectedly, the contradiction was inadvertently resolved here. We talked and laughed at this meal, and the smell of gunpowder disappeared. It is full of peace. We were still talking about food, and I suddenly felt extremely happy, because I always had a happy home.
Now, you should know why I like eating, because eating can adjust people's emotions and resolve conflicts. Besides, life is like five dishes on the table. You can't just eat sweet food, but taste sour, bitter, spicy and salty. This is a complete life, a complete watch.
As night falls, the blue sky is dotted with countless little stars. Those twinkling stars are so calm and serene, just like bright eyes and shining silver lamps. The moon is not to be outdone. She wears a charming princess costume and smiles at night ... The light of the moon enters my window and looks at us, which makes me have many fantasies ... I have dinner with my father, mother, grandmother, cousin, cousin and three friends.
I told you many strange and interesting stories. Everyone keeps praising me as a child prodigy. I am so happy that I get carried away. I took the opportunity to brag about myself. I held my neck high and showed a proud look: "I tell you, I am an excellent student in the sun now!" " The teacher always posts my composition on the blackboard outside the classroom. I am a successful person now! Ha ha ha ha! ..... haha! "
When my father heard this, he frowned and looked a little harsh: "Don't be complacent and self-righteous with a little progress. People can't be too proud! " Say, stare at me. I really have an indescribable taste in my heart: it's strange, what happened to my dad today? I finished my article, but he didn't praise me. He scolded me instead. Did he take the wrong medicine? Or have you been scolded by your mother?
I stood up, patted my chest and assumed a smug look. I also looked up at my father: "Of course, I succeeded. Teachers like me best. I am still a little star every day ... "Everyone began to talk. "
"wow! Sister, you are great! "
"I tell you, Jingjing is very smart."
"I also want to go to Sunshine to learn composition."
"yes! Jingjing has made great progress in writing since she trained in composition in Sunshine. "
"Ha ha! My cousin is amazing! I am really proud of having such a sister. "
"ah! Jingjing, don't forget me when you are famous! "
"No, no, how could I forget everyone ..." The more I blew, the more excited I became, and I didn't notice my father's expression at all.
"Enough, enough!" I saw my father throw the spoon aside, his face was redder than an apple, his face was trembling and his eyes were on fire. That scene is terrible. I looked at my father and thought: What happened to my father today? He always smiles at ordinary times. It's not that he failed the game. Take it out on me, right? ......
I was not convinced by what my father had just said, so I shouted, "Dad! My mouth will not grow on you. If you tell me not to talk, I won't. I tell you, I want to talk today! " My eyes are bigger than grapes.
Dad was so angry that his brow wrinkled into a Sichuan word: "You-you-I have to hit you today, you child!" " After that, my father raised his hand, and I was scared to the corner by my father's actions. Fortunately, my grandmother hugged my father and said, "Alas! What are you fighting with children! " Everyone started talking to each other.
"oh! What are you doing? "
"It is! It's really hard to get along with a child! "
"Well, well, don't say any more."
In a rage, I picked up my schoolbag and ignored everyone's persuasion and shouted at my father, "I've had enough!" " I'm leaving home today! "After that, I started running.
Dad immediately stood up, his eyes full of anger: "Stop! Put your hands up for me! " I am so angry: this father is so hateful!
I stopped, but I just didn't raise my hand. My father shouted, "Raise your hand!" " "I shouted," I don't lift it! "I'm not Japanese! I won't surrender! I won't give in to you! My hand is mine. I can lift it if I want. You can't control me! "
Dad couldn't help himself any longer and rushed at me. He accidentally stepped on a piece of watermelon skin and made the whole family laugh their heads off. Dad was in distress situation. ......
Every night at dinner, my family and I are happiest, because only in the evening can we get together, have a big dinner, talk about our experiences during the day and watch TV programs. But one day at dinner, I got angry.
"Have a meal!" I thought I heard the bugle and rushed to the table. I opened my eyes wide and saw: vinegar-stained Chinese cabbage, steamed meat, ribs lotus root soup, fried chicken wings and fried broad bean petals. Ah! All my favorite dishes. I caught the runner and prepared for a big fight. I am in a particularly good mood today, because I won the first place in the first and second unit exam of mathematics today.
That day, I ate very fast and added the third bowl of rice for the first time. I picked up a delicious chicken wing and chewed it with relish. My mother, the head of our family, took the last kitchen knife to pat the cucumber, only to hear her suddenly say, "You are always in a hurry!" " If you look at that question carefully, you shouldn't be wrong. Fig. 6 is obviously not a translation diagram. You only got full marks because of carelessness, didn't you? ! "
When I heard that, I felt very uncomfortable, even the sweet cucumber in my mouth suddenly became bitter. I thought to myself that she not only didn't praise me, but also criticized me. I said with grievance, "Many people in the class are wrong about this question, not just me. And there is only one person tied for the first place with me. I have tried my best to get 98 points! " My words are like adding fuel to the fire. She flew into a rage and immediately shouted, "I don't care how many exams others take, you shouldn't be wrong." You are always low on yourself! Oh, you did your best to get 98 points. Who are you studying for? I think you have such a learning attitude. Do you have anything to eat when you grow up? " I said, "You make a mountain out of a molehill, you make a mountain out of a molehill ..." I talked back to her, but you didn't say a word, but I didn't give in to each other, held my own views and had a big fight. ...
Finally I don't know how to finish the third bowl of rice. I wanted to eat the fourth bowl of rice, but my anger made me unable to eat any more. I walked back to my room and said, "No! I am so angry! " I didn't eat this delicious meal at all, but I was full of anger!
That night, I ignored my mother, and my mother didn't talk to me. We are deadlocked. Later, I only heard mom and dad whispering in the living room. At dinner the next day, my mother apologized to me and said that she was too impatient yesterday, so she was a little "out of control" with me, but she hoped that I would think about it when I did my homework or took the exam in the future and not leave any regrets. By this time, my mood has calmed down and I can listen to my mother. And I think I'm really careless, and my mother is right, so I said quickly: I'll pay attention in the future!
I have long forgotten this unpleasant story at the dinner table, because I remembered it again this time. I hope there will be more happy things and less unpleasant things at the dinner table in the future!