Soon, everything was ready. My mother came with a basin, only to find some dumpling stuffing in it. Then, my mother asked me to roll the skin. I used to roll dough, which was very good. My mother told me to learn how to wrap jiaozi when she saw that I could roll leather quickly. To tell you the truth, I've never hired jiaozi. Looking at my mother's hand, I skillfully wrapped jiaozi one by one. I especially admire jiaozi for standing on it like a little man. It's really good. After a while, I started packing. I searched for a long time in a pile of skins, and finally found the most round one, so I put the stuffing in. But somehow, I just can't squeeze the skin. I was so angry that I poured a little stuffing, but I couldn't squeeze the skin. My mother saw it and said with a smile, "Don't worry, pack slowly and squeeze tight." After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly realized that I was not nervous! So, I wrapped it according to my mother's words. Unexpectedly, it was finally wrapped up. Sometimes, when you are tired of packing, you want to give up. But I can't give up halfway. I settled down to wrap it, but some jiaozi are hard to wrap, just like a boat, long and thin. I just pinched the ends together and turned it into a hat, jiaozi. Finally, I wrapped it. I looked at the grotesque jiaozi, even though it was more round and even than my mother's. However, my heart is still very full.
I am very happy when I eat jiaozi, especially when I eat my own jiaozi. Through this bag of jiaozi, I also realized the happiness. I also know that it is easier to eat jiaozi than to pack jiaozi. I will help my mother pack jiaozi more in the future.
There are many firsts in our daily life, but there are few unforgettable firsts. I learned jiaozi, which is hard for me to forget, because I learned to use my brain and have patience with everything.
I remember one Sunday afternoon, my mother said to me, "I haven't eaten jiaozi for a long time. Shall we pack jiaozi for dinner? " Before I could answer, my mother began to get busy. I watched my mother pour some flour into the basin, then add water to the basin, knead the flour into dough, and then wash the chopped green onion, pork, shrimp and mushrooms and mix them into stuffing. Finally, my mother cut the dough into pieces, kneaded it into strips, cut it into small pieces with a knife and pressed it into cakes. I saw my mother rolling back and forth on the cake with a stick in her right hand and spinning the cake with her left hand.
I washed my hands and prepared to wrap jiaozi. I think this is a very simple thing. Put the stuffing in the middle of the dough, rub it around and wrap it. Mom started to pack jiaozi. I saw my mother put the stuffing in the center of the dough and pinched it into small folds along the edge of the dough with her fingers. Suddenly, a small and exquisite jiaozi was wrapped up. According to my mother's appearance, I wrapped the stuffing in the middle of the dough, but I couldn't wrap a piece. There is too much flour, the dough won't stick together, and the stuffing is scattered everywhere. It took me a lot of effort to get a jiaozi. I watched it carefully. It is neither like jiaozi nor wonton. It's all stuffing outside. It's just not decent. Mother smiled and said, "This is not jiaozi. It looks like a flower ball and must be boiled into a pot of soup. " I packed another one, but it still doesn't work. I lost confidence in Bao jiaozi and wanted to wash my hands of it. At this moment, my mother said to me, "Nothing is so simple! You should be patient, think more, carefully observe how your mother is wrapped, and don't back down when you encounter difficulties. Just practice me more. " After listening to my mother, I started to pack again. I watched my mother's movements carefully, wrapping the bag over and over again. The more skilled you are, the more confident you are, and you have mastered the tricks. Unconsciously, I packed a dozen. Finally, we can get jiaozi. I am very happy.
Mom started cooking jiaozi, and the little thing was in the boiling water, so cute! Ten minutes later, jiaozi was on the table. Looking at bowls of steaming jiaozi, I couldn't wait to pick up one and take a bite. The stuffing inside is delicious. Especially when jiaozi ate his own bag, his heart was pounding and he was really excited.
Through this trip, I learned that no matter what I do, nothing is impossible as long as I use my head and work hard.
Last Spring Festival, I studied jiaozi at my grandmother's house.
At first I asked my grandmother, "Grandma, what does Bao jiaozi need?" Grandma said, "We need dumpling skins and stuffing." "Then let's get ready." I said excitedly.
Grandma bought dumpling skins at the wheat noodle shop and meat at the vegetable market.
All the materials are ready, and the next step is to package jiaozi. "No, no," grandma said with a wave of her hand. "I have to chop meat." Grandma picked up the knife and began to chop. "Duo, Duo, Duo ..." It took a long time before the meat was chopped. Grandma brought a dumpling skin, put a lot of meat, folded it in half on both sides, and then folded a pattern on the side, and a qualified jiaozi was born. I looked at it and thought: It's so simple, I can, too. I picked up a dumpling wrapper, put a big piece of meat in it with chopsticks, and then squeezed it hard. I didn't squeeze it, so I squeezed it again. At first glance, the edge of jiaozi has been crushed. I opened my eyes wide and asked my grandmother, "Grandma, why can't my dumpling skin stick?"
"That's because you have too much meat and the dumpling skin is too dry. If it is not sticky, you can lick some water a little. "
I tried it according to my grandmother's words, and found that jiaozi, who had just been glued, looked like a potbellied pig. When I touched it, the meat rolled out of the dumpling skin, as if to say, "Let me be too fat!" " I put this jiaozi aside and made another one. This time, I learned the last lesson: you can't put too much meat. So, I put a small piece of meat in the dumpling skin with chopsticks, then I pinched it with my hand and folded the pattern carefully. I put it on the table, but it can't stand steadily. Every time I put it on, it will fall, which is another failure. I saw that my grandmother had packed a dozen, but I only packed two unqualified jiaozi. The third time, I learned the lessons from the previous two times and became a qualified jiaozi. I made it!
I learned to pack jiaozi, and also let me learn a life skill.