开心的周日

繁忙的一个星期总算过去，迈入了开心的周日。

早上，学好英文以后，我的周日才不久正式开始。一般状况下，我是不会急急忙忙的跑回家了，反而是东看一下、西看一下，随后，慢悠悠的“逛”回家。回到家时，早已十二点多了。

中午，父亲、妈妈类似都回家了。老爸一进家门口第一件事要不便是煮饭，要不便是看报纸。我正在猜想他会做什么的时候，他早已拿出报刊在那里细细地赏读了。我轻手轻脚地朝老爸走去，“唰”地一下从他的双手的缝隙中钻入，那样变成一个完全免费的“自动式翻报刊器”。

假如老爸要吸烟，手上拿着烟和火机，我便以“迅雷不及掩耳之势”百米冲刺一般跑到他眼前，外伸小手小脚，一块钱便落到我的手里。这是怎么一回事呢?这要从好多个月前谈起……

……因此老爸以2比1票迫不得已允许“《家庭戒烟法》”内的三条标准:1、如吸一只烟，处罚1元，交到监管人王?Э伞?、抽烟务必到生活阳台吸。3、不可以在车里抽烟。

全部，每抽一只烟，我便得1元钱，日积月累，我的存款陶罐里早已有许多钱了。

“啊，我并没有闻错吧!哪里来的那么香的肉味!”再细心一闻，原先是以餐厅厨房飘出去的，真的是“满房香气关不住，一串鲜香外出来”呀!等每道菜端出来时，发觉每道菜造型设计上都是有一些更改，原先并不是妈妈别具一格，反而是早有几片让我吞到肚里来到。

餐后，我取出五子棋盘，想和老妈斗几次，妈妈是孔圣人搬新家??全部是书(输)，最后溃不成军。然后，老爸出场，真正轮流转，这次我的遇到和老妈一样了，老妈赶忙来帮我，立即将本局拯救回家。老爸一脸不服气的模样，说“好嘛，你们2打1”我对着老爸扮鬼脸说“谁叫你选的是孤*迎战，而不拨通外场热线电话寻求帮助。”“哼”。

我们家的周日，一个愉快的周日，一个充斥着欢歌笑语的周日。我爱我家的周日，由于他是个充斥着真情的周日!

The busy week has finally passed, and a happy Sunday is ushered in.

In the morning, after learning English, my Sunday has just officially started. Normally, I don't rush home in a hurry, but look east and west, and then slowly "walk around" back. When I got home, it was already past twelve o'clock.

In the afternoon, my father and mother almost came back. The first thing Dad does when he enters the house is either cooking or reading the newspaper. When I was guessing what he would do, he had already picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. I tiptoedly walked towards my dad, "sucked" through the gap between his hands, and it became a free "automatic newspaper flipper".

If Dad wants to smoke, holding a cigarette and a lighter in his hand, I will run to him in a 100-meter sprint "thunder and thunder", stretch out my little hand, and a dollar will fall into my hand. What's going on? This has to be talked about from many months ago...

……So Dad had to agree to the three rules in the "Family Quit Smoking Law" with a 2 to 1 vote: 1. If you smoke a cigarette, you will be fined 1 yuan and handed over to the superintendent king? Э Umbrella? The balcony sucks. 3. Do not smoke in the car.

So, every time I smoke a cigarette, I get 1 yuan. As I work hard, I already have a lot of money in my piggy bank.

"Ah, I didn't smell it wrong! Where did the smell of meat come from!" After a closer look, it turned out to be floating from the kitchen. It is really "the smell of the room can't be shut off, a bunch of meaty smells come out"! When each dish came out, I found that there were some changes in the shape of each dish. It turned out that it was not my mother's ingenuity, but I had already swallowed a few pieces in my stomach.

After the meal, I took out the five-piece chessboard and wanted to fight my mother a few times. My mother was Kong Shengren and moved?? It was all books (lost), and finally lost. Then, my dad played, and the real feng shui took turns. This time, my experience was the same as my mother's. My mother hurriedly came to help me and saved the game in time. Dad looked dissatisfied and said, "Well, you are 2 on 1". I grimace at my dad and said, "Who told you to choose to fight alone, instead of calling the off-site hotline for help." "Humph."

A Sunday in my home, a happy Sunday, a Sunday full of laughter. I love Sunday in my home because he is a Sunday full of affection!