One day after the winter vacation, my grandmother and I cooked crispy meat together. Speaking of crispy meat cooked by grandma, it's really memorable! Thinking about it makes me drool ...

Early in the morning, grandma bought a lot of fresh pork and said she would fry crispy meat for me. As soon as I heard the news, I jumped out of bed and washed up at the speed of lightning speed. Five minutes later, my eyes were locked on the dining table and I didn't want to leave for a moment. After seeing my exaggerated posture, grandma nodded my little nose and said to me, "Nan Nan, even if you like cooking again, you don't have to do this." Grandma said with a kindly smile. As if I didn't hear you, I kept begging my grandmother to make crispy meat quickly.

I started cooking. Grandma first cut the meat into strips of wide and thick meat, put them in a big basin, and then added salt, pepper powder, star anise powder and other seasonings. I help grandma beat the eggs and pour them into the basin, then stir them evenly. Grandma said to me, "Nannan, pour some powder for grandma." I quickly poured the powder in again. Grandma said to me, "There should be more flour and eggs, so that the crispy clothes?" It will be thicker. "I laughed after hearing it. I didn't expect grandma to be humorous, too! After all the materials were put away, grandma pinched them again and again with her hands, and after mixing them evenly, she said that she could fry them.

we started to blow up. Grandma first put a few pieces of lard in the frying pan and poured some rapeseed oil. When the oil in the pan was hot, she put the meat in the pan and fried it. In a short time, a fragrance filled the whole kitchen. I saw the first piece of crispy meat "born" and couldn't wait to pick it up with my hand. As a result, my hand was burned red. At present, the food, regardless of the willy-nilly, takes a bite, and my first feeling is fragrant, crisp and tender. Take another bite, and the fragrance that came to my face seemed to be conscious, and I danced a beautiful waltz ... Suddenly, the waltz disappeared, so I ate the crispy meat unconsciously. I took another piece of crispy meat just out of the pot and took a bite. This time, the picture was different from the previous one. This time, I seem to see a lovely little angel singing a hymn in the sky, and a pair of beautiful jasper came out in a white wedding dress ... I ate several pieces of crispy meat with relish, and I felt different every time.

This is my grandma's fried crispy meat. Although it is an ordinary home-cooked dish, it is my favorite. I love my family's special fried crispy meat, and I love my grandmother and mother more. When I used to eat my own crispy meat, I always felt something involved in my heart. Now I understand that it is family!