Watch my parents cook a 300-word diary.

Today, the teacher assigned us a special assignment-observing mother cooking. It is a piece of cake for me to finish this homework.

No, I snuck into my kitchen to watch my mother cook. My mother wore old clothes and an apron, so she tied a ponytail with a blue hairpin for fear that her hair would fall into the pot.

First, mother washed her hands, opened the lid and soaked the ribs in cold water. An hour later, I changed the water and put the ribs in cold water. This time, the fire opened and stewed. It's fun to wriggle around leisurely at this time. Add some vinegar and sugar and other condiments to the ribs when they are cooked. In a short time, sweet and sour pork ribs are ready. This is a delicious dish! My mouth is watering!

This incident inspired me. My mother worked hard to cook for me. It is really "who knows that every meal is hard."