After a short rest, my mother is going to pack jiaozi. Just after 9 o'clock, my mother put noodles and chopped stuffing on the table and began to wrap jiaozi. The smell of dumpling stuffing filled the whole room, and I couldn't help leaning forward. Mom is really skilled in wrapping jiaozi. I saw her mother holding a cake in her left hand and chopsticks in the other. She took some stuffing out of the basin and put it on the cake. (With a little pinch of both hands, a jiaozi will be wrapped. Mother put the wrapped jiaozi on the cake. (Comments: Through the action description, I wrote my mother's ability to package jiaozi. )
In a short time, rows of jiaozi were placed on scorpions, as if reviewing soldiers. Looking at it, my hands itch. After washing my hands, I quickly learned Bao jiaozi from my mother. I picked up a dough and a little stuffing. I squeezed it hard and the stuffing came out from the left. I'll pinch it from the right again. It's over. There's no need to pinch it. It's filled inside and outside. My mother smiled. My mother asked me to put the stuffing in the middle of the skin, and to put less, pinch the middle first and then pinch the sides. (Comment: Write jiaozi's embarrassing situation vividly. )
I did as my mother said, and soon learned how to bag jiaozi. However, I (jiaozi) have a flat stomach, just like a defeated soldier; Some people have a bulging belly, just like a ball, which is different from others. Look at jiaozi wrapped neatly by her mother, holding her head high. (Comment: What a vivid description. After reading it, jiaozi's appearance seems vivid. )
Jiaozi wrapped it up and began to cook jiaozi. Mother put jiaozi into boiling water. After two or three minutes, jiaozi had no qualms about hiding in the water. After a while, jiaozi was alive and kicking in the water like small whitebait. The blue flame licked the pot (bottom), the pot was steaming, and the jiaozi in the pot was boiling all the time. (Comment: The metaphor is apt and interesting. )
Before long, I saw it was time, so I quickly brought a bowl of jiaozi. I picked up a jiaozi with chopsticks and sent it to my mouth. Wow! It is delicious. A faint juice came out of my mouth. I really admire jiaozi, not a fairy! I savored the taste carefully, and even the gods in the sky rarely heard it a few times. I gently took a bite, and suddenly, I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. There seems to be nothing more delicious. (Comment: Delicious, even the immortals in the sky rarely smell it several times. )
Jiaozi is my favorite!