The second unit of the sixth grade Chinese exercise should be from Meilong Town, Haifeng County, Shanwei City, Guangdong Province.

My grandmother is over 70 years old. My brother and I go to my grandmother's house for dinner every noon. My grandmother always cooks for us, whether it is cold winter or hot summer. Every time I see my grandmother, she says she is exhausted. At that time, I was still young and didn't understand grandma's suffering. I think it is easy to cook. Isn't it just pouring vegetables into the pot and frying them? When the cooking is almost finished, put it on the plate. So, I said to grandma, "grandma, it's very tiring to watch you cook." I cook today! " You can enjoy yourself! Grandma seemed ungrateful and said, "Go, go, go. You can't cook. Go and play with your brother. " I said coquetry, "No, I want to cook. "Grandma couldn't help saying to me," OK, today's chef is my little granddaughter! I will act as your assistant. "

When I got to the kitchen, I thought, what should I do? This is really a problem. I've been thinking hard, there it is! Just make a plate of qianzi fried bacon. As soon as the gas stove is turned on, the fire is very big, and my heart is in my throat. Add oil quickly. When I pour qianzi into the pot, wow! Oil flew everywhere, like fireworks in the night sky, which scared me to jump several meters away. I got up the courage to go back to the pot and stir-fry qianzi up and down, just like carp yue longmen. Qianzi fried for three minutes, and then I poured the bacon in. This time, I came prepared. I ran as soon as the bacon was poured into the pot, but this time the oil didn't fly, but I slept in the pot. I'm confused. Is it because Eva doesn't like qianzi, or is she bullying me as a novice? I was stunned, and my grandmother called, "Don't be distracted, qianzi is going to burn." Hearing this, I came to my senses and immediately turned off the gas stove. I proudly put this dish on the table for grandma to taste. Grandma said loudly, "although you didn't put chicken essence, it tastes good!" " "Ha ha, then I remembered that I forgot to add chicken essence, and I smiled. My usual carelessness has returned, and seemingly simple work is not easy to do well!

Although I was not a very good cook, I felt my grandmother's hard work and diligence through this personal experience. Grandma's love for us is transmitted to my heart through every meal and every dish. It is grandma who makes me grow up healthily and happily. I admire my grandmother very much! I love my grandma more!

I am a little cook today.

I am 13 years old this year, and my living ability is not bad. Today, my mother is on a business trip. So I became a chef, cooking!

In order to cook more dishes today, I decided to cook three dishes and one soup. The first course, shredded pork with green pepper, was wrapped in an apron, and the cooking was exemplary. First cut the green pepper and remove the seeds inside, but the seeds accidentally fell into the eyes. Suddenly, the eyes hurt. "Golden beans" have fallen. Fortunately, I took the green pepper seeds out of my eyes, but I still couldn't open them. Great, I'm a cyclops. Then I'm going to fry shredded pork. The meat is slippery and fishy, and it is cut unevenly. When I got angry, I gave it a dismemberment. I cut the meat into different sizes. I pour the oil first, then fire it. After a while, the oil became hot. Do you still want to attack me? Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly sent meat and green peppers in and surrendered to the oil army. I fried left and right, fried again and again, fried for a while, and put some water in it. I went to watch TV. A burning smell got into my nose. My shredded green pepper, I am "not good at medical books", they died heroically. What should I do? I can't eat burnt food. I had a brainwave and put radish, potatoes and other raw materials into the pot to cook together for a happy reunion. Well, the plan of three dishes and one soup fell through, only a hodgepodge. Boiled for a while, tasted it, and it tasted good. Mom and dad came back and said it was delicious. My heart is full of joy and I have a smile on my face.

Although I didn't do well the first time, I learned my lesson and will definitely do better next time!

I am a little cook today.

On Sunday, my grandmother and I bought lettuce, meat, seaweed and shrimp to go home.

When I got home, I said to my grandmother, "Can you teach me how to cook?" "You have to cook." Grandma said. "yes." Grandma said, "then let you be a little chef!" " "Grandma taught me to cook two dishes, nest bamboo shoots and seaweed soup.

"To fry bamboo shoots, first clean them, cut the plums one by one, wait for the oil to roll up, fry them in the house for one minute, put salt and water on them, cover them and cook for a while, then open the lid, put some monosodium glutamate and stir them.

I tried to do it. I put water and salt in it. After a while, I tasted it. "Why is it not fresh?" Grandma said, "I forgot to put monosodium glutamate!" " "So, I put half a spoonful of monosodium glutamate and stir-fry it again, so that the lettuce is fried and looks like jade.

When grandma fried red meat, I began to make seaweed soup. I'll put laver, shrimp skin and onion in a big bowl first, then add a spoonful of salt and half a spoonful of monosodium glutamate, and then rinse with boiling water. A bowl of laver soup will be fine.

At this time, mom and dad came back and we had dinner together. I saw my mother eat a piece of lettuce in it. I asked, "Is it delicious?" "delicious!" So I said, "I made it myself." "No liar, right?" Dad asked incredulously. Grandma said, "It's true, our little chef made it." Then he smiled. Mom and dad were surprised. I proudly said, "I will do better than our old cook grandma." Hearing this, everyone burst out laughing. References:

I hope this helps.