This memory is fresh! Hahaha, I secretly shared it with you today. Do not laugh at me. It was probably when I was a teenager. I forget whether I am 10 or10, because it has been almost 20 years. At that time, my parents went to work or to work in the fields. During the day, they basically don't come back until noon, because in the countryside, it feels very late at seven or eight in the evening. That day, my dad asked me to make noodles with noodles, and when there were too many noodles, he asked me to add water.
what can I do? It's no use worrying, but I have to do it. So I started to do it boldly and brought a basin of noodles. In the past, the basins for kneading dough were very heavy and big. I remember my house is black and white, so I have to lift it with both hands, wash the basin and put it down, and then start scooping noodles. I thought, I won't come again.
Is it a little soft? Add some noodles. I framed it and scooped up another bowl of noodles, which is in harmony with reality. Forget it. Add more water, so I add more water. What's the scene in .......................................................................................................................? It was full of pots, and finally I couldn't carry it myself. At this moment, the door rang and dad came back. As soon as he entered the door, he saw me make a scene and flew into a rage. He cursed and shouted that you were stupid. I told you to add more water to the noodles and look at your big pot. It was really nice of you, and then he made it himself. I dare not say anything when I am beaten. This is my first time mixing noodles, haha!