Dinner

Last night, my mother and father got some argument. Father went in his room, and mother lay in sofa in dining room. It makes me hard to talk mother about dinner. However, I’m very hungry, and I don’t want to eat ‘Ramen.’ Some minutes later, I went to talk mother, but she didn’t see me. I asked her when we eat dinner. She said when you want, and yourself. Because I was getting more hunger, I made meal myself. ‘Fried eggs and Frizzled kimchee’ was my menu in dinner. When I prepared for cooking meal, My mother still lay in sofa like she sticked the sofa, and watched TV. ‘Fried eggs’ was easy, but I failed to cook ‘frizzled kimchee’ several times. Last night was similar to past experiences, it has no taste. At that time, my mother got up from sofa, and stole my spoon. She cooked it. Dinner was good, but I couldn’t enjoy it because after the cooking, she lay into sofa again with stiff face.