One day I went shopping with my mother, talking and laughing all the way through the McDonald's store, and I remembered the chicken legs I had just eaten here a few days ago. The chicken legs were tender and sweet. Even the bones were full of fragrance. The more you eat, the better the taste. The more you want to eat. Suddenly, I feel like my stomach is cooing and I feel hungry. "Mom, I'm hungry. I want to eat McDonald's, okay?" I asked affectionately. "No, son, I have a lot to do!" My mother said earnestly, glancing at me and continuing. I grabbed my mother's arm, wriggled my body, and said earnestly, "Take me to dinner, just once, okay?" "No way. As I said, there is still a lot to do!" The mother began to get irritable. "Mom, I know you are the best mom in the world. You are the best person in the world. You are the first, no one calls you the second." Seeing my mother refuse, I patiently patted my back and rubbed her shoulder. "Eat something, I can think of the squats," my mother paused to think. "Mom, if you say a word, eat or not, if you eat, I will do for you cattle and horses! I said impatiently." Then you wash today's clothes, dry them, then cut vegetables, cook. In addition, you must polish your shoes, cut tomorrow's vegetables, Wipe the doors and windows... "My mother gave me everything I didn't do today and everything I'll do tomorrow. "Ah! I have so much to do alone? Then I can't finish it without sleeping today." I jumped up and shouted. My mother was so angry, her eyes wide. She said to me aloud, “What? What are you saying? If you can’t sleep tonight, you have to finish it, or you won’t be able to eat McDonald’s.” My mother must have been thinking: How old are you now? You want to ask me. If it weren’t for you being my son, I wouldn’t have given you food. "Nasty, nasty! Too stingy, too stingy!" I stomped, my face like an exploding balloon. My mother was about to slap me and suddenly felt hungry. "Come on, son, let's go to McDonald's