Love between father and son, 200 words.

Dad is ill, and he is very ill. He hasn't got out of bed for three days. I really want to make me sick and share some pain for my father. )

At noon, my mother is not at home. I want to cook something for my father to make him sweat. I think sweating should be good for my illness. I saw that there were ready-made fine dried noodles in the kitchen, so I planned to make a bowl of delicious noodles for my father to eat. I made noodles like my mother. Dad likes oil at ordinary times, so I put an extra spoonful of oil in the pot, sprinkled with chopped green onion and added some shredded pork. Finally, we beat four big eggs, put a pair of big lobsters more than two inches long, and poured some monosodium glutamate and salt, even if it is ready.

I put a bowl of oily noodles in front of my father and said, "Dad, eat while it's hot!" " "Dad looked at me and smiled and took a bite:" It smells good. " Hearing this, my heart is full of joy. My sister smelled the fragrance and clamored for noodles, so I brought him a small bowl. She took a bite and vomited all the noodles on the ground, saying, "It's too salty!" " "I don't believe I tasted it. It turned out to be really salty. I feel really useless. My father stroked my head and said, "Nothing, I can't do it well this time. There will be another time. I'll eat if you do it. " I couldn't restrain my feelings, and tears blurred my eyes.