On the first day of the Lunar New Year, some people came from far away. We all gathered at grandma’s house to celebrate the New Year happily. At noon, we have dumplings as usual.

Grandma was busy in the kitchen: making dumpling wrappers, mincing meat fillings, and making dumplings. ． ． ． ． ． Very busy. I was worried that my grandma was exhausted, so I took the initiative to ask for help. My grandma felt sorry for me, but couldn't bear my request and agreed.

I have eaten dumplings and watched others make dumplings, but I have never made them myself. This time I have to show off my skills. I took a piece of dumpling wrapper and used a spoon to scoop out a spoonful of meat filling and put it on the dumpling wrapper. I was very proud: Hehe, you know it without learning, you are a genius! Just when I was very proud, the stuffed meat was like a disobedient child, leaving me helpless: when I pinched the skin on the left, the stuffing came out from the right; when I pinched the skin on the right, the stuffing came out again. Escaped from the left. This is embarrassing for me, what should I do? I thought over and over again, racking my brain, but still had no clue.

When I was puzzled, my sister saw me like this and said helplessly: "My little sister, think about it with your brain and put less stuffing, otherwise there won't be too much stuffing." Are you out? "You're right, why didn't I think of it? It really woke up the dreamer! I asked my sister to tell me, put back half of the meat filling, and made my first dumpling. It's done, but something's not right, because I don't know the order of the dumplings at all, and the dumplings are all "different". Grandma patiently taught me, but I couldn't learn it no matter what. There was nothing I could do if I couldn't force it, so I had to eat the "four different things" I made.

Although I made different dumplings, this was my first time making dumplings, and it embodies my hard work.

Chewing it, this bowl of "Sibei Dumplings" is not to mention how delicious it is!