At noon that day 1, it was just me and grandpa at home. Grandma goes to the vegetable market to buy food, and mom and dad go to work. Now the house is as empty as a pumpkin without pumpkin seeds. Grandpa and I are going to clean the house together, because we feel bored. I found that there were almost no eggs in the kitchen refrigerator, so I ran downstairs to the supermarket to buy eggs.

Although there is everything in the supermarket, the price is too expensive. I took the bag and filled the eggs carefully, praying in my heart that there must be no mistakes. But it backfired. Just when I took the last egg, it was probably because I was relieved. As soon as I relaxed, my hand slipped and my egg hit another egg like a boulder. The first time, a big stone hit you on the head for no reason. Still have to be wronged to death? Eggs wronged, I also wronged, feel unlucky. I have to pay for it.

So, I ran over and asked the assistant aunt how much an egg was. She said, "An egg costs about 50 cents." I'm relieved. Fortunately, I paid the original price of the egg, and I still have fifty cents left. It's a blessing in disguise. If an egg is one yuan, then I will be twice as sad. I told my aunt who paid the bill, and she didn't blame me, just asked me to pay 50 cents. When I got home, grandpa asked me why I came back so late. I told him, and he said, "You are so honest. If you were someone else, you would even say that a thief is a thief. " I'm thinking: if I hadn't lost that fifty cents, I might still be bitter and ashamed.

Now I think: Why? It is worthwhile to spend fifty cents to get an "innocent body" and a "free body". Why are you so stingy? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to live honestly and securely? At least I think so. This incident made me understand a lot of truth, which I will never forget.

Different from usual, I didn't watch TV when I came home from school today, but did my homework first. Soon, my mother came back from work and saw me doing my homework without saying anything. She went straight to the kitchen to cook. At this moment, the key rang again. I know that my father came back, and with his return, an unforgettable thing happened.

It took me about "one cigarette". Suddenly, I vaguely noticed a man behind me. I turned around and looked up. It turned out that my father stood behind me and watched me do my homework without knowing when. I saw him frowning and staring at me without a word. I felt nervous and thought, I must have done something wrong again. Sure enough, my father grabbed my ear and said, "Look, the word' ghost' you wrote is not as good as that of a first-grade pupil." I didn't say anything at first, and then he said, "My son didn't write such ugly words. Today, either write well or go out and don't go home. "

Hearing this, I flew into a rage, threw my pen on the table, opened the door and rushed out without looking back, hiding in a corner downstairs and secretly crying. After a while, I heard the sound of "drumming" rushing downstairs. I think my father called me. At this time, I heard my father's anxious cry: "Baby ~ ~ ~ ~". Soon I heard my mother crying the same way, and I thought, didn't you let me go? Why did you come to me? Hum! I'm not coming out. About half an hour later, my father finally found me. He didn't say a word, but held me tightly in his arms and kept kissing my face. When I got home, my father said to me, "What I just said was angry words. You are my parents' only son. How can I not want you? " . At this time, I was surprised to find that my mother, who usually doesn't like to cry, is also secretly crying. Later, I asked my father a question that even I felt strange. I said, "Dad, if I was kidnapped by bad people and they wanted to trade your life for me, would you?"

Dad said without hesitation, "of course, because you are the only one." Without you, parents' life is meaningless. However, you and dad are both strong, with a successful career and a beautiful life, and they all belong to those strong people in life. So, dad wants you to be a strong man who never gives up. "

It turned out that my parents really loved me, and I really realized the meaning of "thinking about change when you are poor". Since then, I have been more sensible.

That day not only moved me, but also made me unforgettable.

Buy food for the first time

"The first time, how nice!" Is that really the case? I thought the same thing.

The long-awaited Spring Festival has finally arrived. This time, the family can have fun, because it is a treat. Mom is busy cooking and dad entertains guests. Because there were not enough people and I didn't buy all the vegetables, I was sent to buy vegetables when I was having a good time. Although I was extremely dissatisfied, I went anyway.

At the vegetable market, except for a few stalls, almost all the vendors went home for the New Year. I walked aimlessly and everything paid off. I came to the place where onions were sold. I can look at that man and think: he has a long beard and small eyes. He doesn't look like a good man. It's my first time to buy food, and I'm a little worried. What if he lied to me?

Just then, an aunt was buying food at a nearby booth, and I watched her learn. "How much is this cabbage?" "sixty cents" "it's so expensive, everyone sells it at forty cents, which is cheaper." "All right, fifty cents." The stall owner said helplessly. I see the old lady likes picking leaves very much. I thought to myself: that's all I said, take a deep breath and go to the place where onions are sold.

"How much is this onion?" I asked confidently. "Eighty cents a catty, ok?" The stall owner squinted and said. "It's too expensive. I've seen it. Other things sell for 60 cents. If it's cheaper, I'll buy two Jin. " The stall owner smiled and said, "Really? Now that the Spring Festival is over, all the onion sellers have left. It seems that I am the only one. " Listen to this in a sarcastic tone. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I want two Jin." I saw him take some leafless onions and put them on the scale. When I saw them, I said loudly, "Slow down, others want more Ye Er. Do you think I am a child and lie to me? " The stall owner looked at me with surprised eyes and said, "Then.