下课了，我哼着小曲儿迈上了回家路，刚出电梯就听到了熟悉的声音，再细听好像在争吵什么，我走近一看，才发现是爸爸妈妈在争论。
Class is over, and I hummed a tune as I walked home. As soon as I got out of the elevator, I heard a familiar voice. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was my parents arguing.
原来是今天两人都下班得早，但为了不做饭都互相磨蹭着。只见他俩虎视耽耽地瞪向对方，面红耳赤，僵持了许久。爸爸沉不住气先开口了：“你要遵守规矩，先到的做饭，后到的洗碗。我分明比你晚到半个脚！”听到这话，妈妈可忍不住了，像放鞭炮似地说了一通：你还好意思说？我出电梯的时候你已经拿出钥匙了，结果看到我又把它藏起来了，偏说自己没钥匙。反正你不先进去，我也不会给你开门！
It turns out that both of them finished work early today, but they were rubbing against each other to avoid cooking. I saw them staring at each other, blushing and deadlocked for a long time. Dad couldn't hold his breath and spoke up first: 'You have to follow the rules, cook first and wash dishes later. I'm clearly half a foot behind you!' Upon hearing this, Mom couldn't help but say like setting off firecrackers: 'Are you still willing to say?'? When I got out of the elevator, you had already taken out the key, but when you saw that I had hidden it again, you insisted that you didn't have the key. Anyway, if you don't go in first, I won't open the door for you!
我见他们剑拔弩张那样，你不让我，我不让你，甚至连我一个大活人站在面前都没注意。我也不敢说话，心想：如果我说错话，那他们攻击的目标就成了我了。于是我只好屏住呼吸，悄悄地从他们背后绕过去打开了门，哄着把他们拉进了门。妈妈进家后，狠地一下把包甩在了地上，又往沙发上一躺，拿出了手机把声音调到最大又关掉。爸爸也不进厨房，拼起了妈妈买给弟弟的乐高。两人各做各的，而我和弟弟却只能不知所措的呆在原地，平日闹哄哄的家，今天也异常安静。
I saw them in such a tense state, you wouldn't let me, I wouldn't let you, not even paying attention to me as a living person standing in front of them. I dare not speak, thinking to myself: if I say the wrong thing, then their target will be me. So I had to hold my breath and quietly walked around from behind them to open the door, coaxing them into it. After entering the house, Mom slammed her bag on the ground and lay down on the sofa. She took out her phone, turned on the volume to the maximum, and then turned it off. Dad didn't go into the kitchen either, he pieced together the Lego that Mom bought for his younger brother. Both of us did our own things, while my younger brother and I could only stay in place at a loss. Our usually noisy home was unusually quiet today.
过了好久，我以为爸爸妈妈气消得差不多了。结果爸爸阴阳怪气地说：“你怎么还不去做饭。”爸爸的话打破了原本的平静，妈妈脸上露出了不屑的神态，轻轻地抛出了一句：“又不是我一个人吃，我为什么要做。”爸爸瞬间被激怒，脸红得像熟透了的番茄，刚想重新给母亲梳理刚才事件的来龙去脉，妈妈却回了房间，只听门一声巨响。爸爸只能转身进了厨房，只好妥协了。厨房里传出了久违的做饭声，仔细听还杂着爸爸抱怨的声音与对锅碗的发泄声。
After a long time, I thought my parents had almost calmed down. As a result, Dad said in a sarcastic tone, "Why aren't you cooking yet?" Dad's words broke the original calm, and Mom's face showed a disdainful expression, gently throwing out a sentence: "It's not that I'm eating alone, why should I do it?" Dad was instantly angered, blushing like a ripe tomato. Just as he was about to sort out the details of the incident for Mom again, Mom went back to her room only to hear a loud bang from the door. Dad had to turn around and enter the kitchen, so he had to compromise. There was a long lost sound of cooking coming from the kitchen, mixed with dad's complaints and venting about the dishes.
这场争论的结果呢？妈妈被爸爸哄好了，她也夸赞了爸爸的厨艺，我们一家人又像以前那样有说有笑地吃着饭，我与弟弟也成功从战场中安全逃出，火药味散去，这场家庭的“争论”也有了最好的圆满结局。
What is the outcome of this debate? Mom was comforted by Dad, and she praised Dad's cooking skills. Our family ate happily as before, and my brother and I successfully escaped from the battlefield. The gunpowder dissipated, and the family's "argument" had the best satisfactory ending.