嗯,妈妈,早上不是说煮绿豆粥吗,怎么又煮饭?我疑惑地望着母亲。母亲正在厨房里忙碌,将手在围裙上擦了擦,揉了揉被烟熏出泪的眼睛。看见我进来,她抬起红肿的眼,应道:“琦琦不是喜欢吃锅巴吗?我煮一点饭,砂锅里放了绿豆,你要是不喜欢饭就盛绿豆汤喝吧。”“这不太麻烦了吗?一家人还要烧几个锅。”我心里不禁为自己感到不该,本来回家就少,这一回家就给母亲添乱。 Ah, mom, is not that morning cooking green bean porridge, how to cook? I looked at his mother in disbelief. Mother was busy in the kitchen, rubbed her hand over her apron and rubbed her eyes with smoky tears. See me coming in, she lifted the red eye, should: “Qi Chi is not like to eat crust? I cook a little rice, put a green bean in the casserole, if you do not like rice Sheng Sheng bean soup drink it.” “This is not too troublesome? The family also burn a few pots.” "I can not help but feel for myself should not have been home less, this home to the mother chaos.