Article 1: Making glutinous rice balls "succeeded! Success, "I shouted holding the dumplings, and my parents praised me for being really capable."
On the fifteenth day of the first month, my family made dumplings in the kitchen. Making dumplings has begun. I picked up the dough and rounded it. I watched the adults make it and rubbed the dumplings. Looking at it, I forgot my dumplings. As a result, the dumplings were twisted into a big cake.
I'm not willing to knead the dough into a circle again. I didn't make any mistakes this time. I watched the adults make dumplings carefully, and finally understood. I put my thumb into the dumplings with my right hand, then sprinkled some dry powder and pinched them into a small bowl with my thumb.
Then I picked up my favorite pork stuffing, but the soup cracked because of too much. This time, the dumplings were not made, and the pork stuffing and dough were wasted.
"I swear I must make dumplings!" I grabbed another piece of dough and watched the adults do it carefully. This time, I finally understood. Finally, I succeeded! Eating my own dumplings, I feel extremely happy and proud, because it is the result of my own labor!
Chapter 2: Learn to make dumplings. Today is Saturday. I got up early. Why? Because, mom is going to make dumplings today. Every time my mother cooks dumplings, I only eat them, but I can't cook them. This time, I will study hard.
I came to the kitchen and said to my mother, "Mom, let's make dumplings together!" " After listening to this, my mother laughed and said, "Miss, the sun has set in the west today?" I listened, and my face suddenly burst into heat. But after a while, I begged my mother to demonstrate again. My mother had no choice but to agree. How happy I am!
Start rubbing flour. I poured a little water, but it was too little to rub into shape. I'm an impatient person, so I just poured half a glass of water and rubbed it again. There was too much water this time, and the flour became wet. Mother stood by, frowning and said, "Look, what have you done to the whole flour? I'd better do it myself!" " As soon as I heard it, I quickly said, "No, just this once!" I shook my mother's hand and sprinkled it with jiao. My mother promised me again, so I grabbed a handful of dry flour and sprinkled it in the wet flour, and rubbed it hard again.
Finally, the flour was rubbed and the dumplings were made. I grabbed a handful of flour and cooked it. I first rubbed the flour into a semicircle, then put a small piece of cut sugar into the flour in advance, and gently closed the flour by hand. Unexpectedly, the force was too small, and the flour cracked a crack. I quickly pressed it hard, but this time it was too hard and the flour broke a hole. I quickly picked up a piece of flour to "remedy". Finally, the first dumpling was successful, but the face of the dumpling was indeed concave and convex. Mom burst into laughter, and I smiled shyly.
Then I picked up a piece of dough and made it. This time, with experience, I twisted the dough into a semicircle, put sugar into the dough, and glued the dough with even force. Mom cooed: "Not bad!" I was so happy that I quickly made some more.
I excitedly put the prepared dumplings in the pot to cook. Soon, the dumplings were cooked. I filled half a bowl and ate it with relish. What I made was fragrant!
Chapter 3: Learn to make dumplings. Today, I learned to make dumplings from my mother at home.
First of all, I knead the bean paste stuffing into small balls. This process is difficult for me. If the bean paste becomes more and more sticky on my hands, the bean paste balls will not be shaped, so I have to wash them off before making them. I think it's a waste. I had a brainwave. Why not eat the bean paste that sticks to your hands and wash your hands? Ha ha ha ... Actually, it's my greedy bug.
Then, pour the rice noodles that make dumplings into a big bowl, and mother puts a piece of fresh cream in another bowl, then melts it with boiling water, and then pours it into the bowl filled with rice noodles to make up, and then rubs the reconciled rice noodles into white balls, and then gently presses a hole in the white balls with her thumb, and then embeds the red bean paste balls, and then gently wraps the white rice noodles in it. Finally, it is rolled round again, and a red bean paste with a creamy smell is obtained.
After finishing, my mother cooked some for me to taste. Soon, my mother served a bowl of glutinous rice balls like clear soup and white jade, with some sweet-scented osmanthus candy sprinkled on it. Just smell it and don't mention how attractive the fragrance is! Bite it off, it has the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, cream, sweet bean paste and glutinous rice flour. This is the best glutinous rice dumpling I have ever eaten. Even the soup smelled of milk, and I finally drank it all. This is the smell that I will remember all my life-the smell of my mother.
Article 4: I learn to make dumplings from my mother. I like dumplings best. Although dumplings are also sold in food supermarkets in shops now, I think the dumplings made by myself must taste sweeter than those sold in supermarkets.
No, just after the winter vacation, I pestered my mother to teach me how to make dumplings. Mother first dug some glutinous rice noodles with a small ladle and put them in a basin, added some water and made dough. My mother told me that we must master the soft and hard scales of dough mixing, not too hard, because the hard boiled dumplings taste bad; Don't be too soft, or it will become porridge in the pot. Mother tore off a small piece from the big dough, squeezed her hand to form a nest, put sugar in the nest, squeezed her mouth, rolled it around in her palm, and finally rolled it into a small ball, so that a glutinous rice ball was ready. I learned to do as my mother did, and I soon learned. Now I want to make a triangle and hexagon ... I pinch the ball in my hand left and right, and the triangle and hexagon dumplings are made. Mom smiled and said, "You are not a" round "soup, but a" soup triangle ". But your creativity is commendable! " My mother then told me that glutinous rice balls are not only delicious, but also have a deep meaning. They are the traditional food of Chinese New Year in China, symbolizing the reunion, harmony and beauty of the whole family.
When the dumplings are ready, mother puts them into the boiling pot. After a while, the dumplings floated from the bottom of the water one by one, and the color was white and crystal clear, which made people drool. I am tasting sweet and fragrant dumplings, and I don't want to mention how sweet it is! Mother raised her bowl and said, "Come on, let's wish our motherland a big family, round and round, harmonious and beautiful." Dry dumplings! " I think this year's glutinous rice balls are particularly sweet, because they contain good wishes from my mother and me.
In the evening, I had a dream. In my dream, Taiwan Province and I made dumplings and ate them together. That smell is really beautiful ...
Chapter 5: Making Tangyuan This morning, my mother came back from the vegetable market on the street. When she saw me, she said loudly, "Xiaoming, what do you think I bought back for you?" I was surprised to see that the basket my mother was carrying contained the ingredients for making glutinous rice balls. I clapped my hands happily and said, "It's very kind of mom. Today we can eat glutinous rice balls!" "
Before lunch, I brought a small washbasin and went under the faucet to clean it. Then, I put the glutinous rice flour my mother bought from the vegetable market into the small washbasin. I said to my mother, "Mom, I will make this rice noodle today, ok?" "good! I will stand by and watch! " I put some warm water into the washbasin. Then, I mixed warm water with glutinous rice flour. In a short time, I made up the rice noodles and became a rice noodle ball. Mom smiled and said, "Xiao Ming, your mixing technology is good!" " I smiled and said, "It's all because of your presence that I have confidence and can make up so quickly!" " Then, my mother took a small ball of rice flour, rubbed it into long strips, and then broke it off one by one. I stood by and watched. Mother picked up a rice noodle ball and put it in her hand to knead it into a long circle. Then, she dug a hole at one end of the oblong and put the minced meat in it. Finally, my mother slowly pinched the upper opening and squeezed out a small tail. When the dumplings were ready, she put them on the towel on the table. Then, mother did it again. After reading it once, I think I can do it. Therefore, I also did it like my mother. Although I didn't do it very well, my mother still said I did it well.
Mother cooked the dumplings when they were all ready. In a short time, my mother put the cooked dumplings out. I ate it at once. I feel sweet when I eat glutinous rice balls, because there is a contribution from me.
Chapter 6: I learned to make dumplings. Today is the Lantern Festival. In the evening, every family is busy eating glutinous rice balls, hoping that the whole family will be round and round. This year's Lantern Festival, our family is completely different from last year's Lantern Festival. In the past, all the dumplings we ate were bought, but this year we made them ourselves.
In the morning, my mother bought the materials (flour, rolling pin, peanut butter and sesame paste) for making dumplings. Then, we began to make dumplings.
First of all, I add water to the flour, and then knead the flour into dough with a rolling pin. After kneading, I am covered with flour and even my hair. We were busy dividing the flour into pieces of dough, and I couldn't do it well, so I made the dumplings into cute gadgets. My mother read them and said, "Stars (my nickname), you can't do this. When you cook them, all the stuffing will be left. Come on, I'll teach you." When I heard this, I immediately worshipped my mother as a teacher. My mother brought me a piece of dough and said to me, "The dough has been properly divided. In fact, only half of the stuffing in a glutinous rice ball is enough. First, rub the dough flat with a rolling pin. If you put less stuffing, it will be even worse. Otherwise, if the stuffing is too much, it will be left out. If it is tasteless, it will be wrapped in the stuffing. My mother made it for me. I rubbed it around at the beginning, either the stuffing was left out or it was not round. The "monster" I made was processed by my mother and became very cute. My mother's hands were really clever. I didn't expect that reading dumplings at ordinary times was simple and it was quite learned to do. Gradually, my dumplings became more and more beautiful, and finally they were more beautiful than my mother's! Mom also praised me for learning things quickly! Eating dumplings made by myself is sweet to the heart!
I learned to make glutinous rice balls, and I know what practice makes perfect!
Chapter 7: Learning to make dumplings for the first time Today is the Lantern Festival, and every family should get together to eat dumplings. In previous years, my mother did it alone, and I watched and ate ready-made food. Today, I am determined to give it a try and let my mother enjoy a ready-made blessing.
My mother was very happy and prepared for me. The first step is to knead rice noodles. I pour a little water into the powder and then mix it with my hands. But there is too little water. If you mix it, it won't stick together. I poured half a bowl of water into it. But this time there was too much water, and the powder in the basin became a paste. I'm a little discouraged because I've been busy with abundant days but I've accomplished nothing. My mother encouraged me by saying, "Be patient. Try adding some dry powder again and take your time. " So, according to my mother's instructions, I added dry powder and kneaded it, and finally kneaded the dough.
Start making soup. I thought, this time it's much easier. Who can't make a round pink ball? I grabbed a small ball of powder, kneaded it into a half circle, put the stuffing in, gently closed it and rubbed it with my hands. Who knows that the force is too strong, and the dough is scattered into pieces. I separate the stuffing from the powder, knead the powder into half a circle again, put the stuffing on it and rub it again. Because I didn't use force, I rubbed it for a long time, but the dough didn't rub firmly and there was a crack. I carefully pressed the seam and rubbed it again, and finally made the first soup solid. I put the soup on the big plate and saw the strange appearance of the big head and the small head in the middle. My mother and I both laughed. My mother told me again: "When the soup is firm, the force should be even, and the hands should be closed, not too straight." I adjusted my posture and strength according to my mother's instructions, and the result was better than one. With my mother's encouragement, I was so happy that I soon made a full plate.
Looking at the white and round soup in the plate, I am really happy. I finally learned to make soup doughnuts under the guidance of my mother, from knowing how to eat but not how to cook, to being a person who can cook. At the same time, through this "first time", I really realized the importance of hard work and hard thinking. Because if you want to practice everything, you should master the rules, practice it in person, practice it repeatedly, and constantly sum up and improve it, in order to achieve your goal.
Chapter 8: It's almost the Spring Festival to make dumplings, and every household is busy, making rice cakes, steaming steamed buns, making dumplings and rubbing Yuanxiao ... Walking around the community these days, I can always see the white heat floating from the windows of many people, and I can always smell all kinds of delicious smells, and my family is no exception.
Just after lunch, my mother and I went straight to my grandmother's house to prepare dumplings together. The shape of glutinous rice balls is round. Grandma said that after eating glutinous rice balls, the whole family will be round and round, and the whole family will be happy and everything will go smoothly. Running for this good color, we are busy ...
Grandma poured glutinous rice flour into the basin first, and then poured boiling water into it. Grandma poured boiling water and kept stirring it with chopsticks, slowly drying the glutinous rice flour and making it into a batter, soft and soft. Grandma immediately put down the chopsticks, quickly rubbed the batter in the basin together, kept rubbing it, and gradually became a big dough, white as a tempting cotton candy. Grandma brought a semi-wet towel to cover the dough and said it was to wake it up. I was surprised: "Can this product still fall asleep?" My mother answered me with a smile while covering her mouth: "The purpose of waking up is to let the water penetrate the glutinous rice flour evenly and let the originally tight dough relax, so that the dumplings will be smoother and sweeter!" It suddenly dawned on me that it was not easy to make a snack.
Twenty minutes later, grandma opened the towel, and a smell of rice came to my nose. I sniffed fiercely. It smells good! Then grandma tore off a piece of dough, twisted it into a long strip, and cut it into small pieces with thread. Mother picked up a small dough, kneaded it in the palm of her hand, then pressed a hole in the middle with her thumb, put fresh and fragrant dried bamboo shoots in the hole, and finally sealed the opening and kneaded it. In this way, a chubby "doll" appeared. I followed my mother's example and stirred up the dough. I didn't want to, but it was like that.
Look, in a short time, the plates are neatly lined up. Grandma took the first one and cooked it. I smelled a faint fragrance and my mouth was watering. I couldn't wait to scoop one in the bowl, blew it, took a bite, and suddenly felt like I was stepping on the cloud, fluttering; Take another big bite, it's soft, and it melts in your mouth ...
I praised my grandmother as a gourmet, and she smiled from ear to ear ...