That afternoon, I clamored for jiaozi. Grandma took out a copper coin and said mysteriously, "This copper coin represents peace. Whoever eats this year will be safe. " Say that finish, grandma washed the copper coins and wrapped jiaozi skillfully. After jiaozi kneaded it, he began to cook. Soon, jiaozi was ripe, and jiaozi, who was "round and fat", rolled around in the pot, like a swimming competition. Grandma scooped six glutinous rice balls in each bowl, symbolizing "lucky strike". I looked at the white, smooth, soft and waxy jiaozi, which made me drool three times outside thousands of feet, and I couldn't wait to finish it all at once. Suddenly I found that one jiaozi was much bigger than the others, so I thought: Is there any "conspiracy" in it? Let's leave it to mother's adult to "handle".
So, I secretly "transferred" jiaozi to my mother's bowl. Unexpectedly, my mother was "losing weight" these days, and she was "transferred" to my father's bowl. Dad pretended to be "sad and angry" and said, "I'm the head of the family. I don't care about you little girls." If you don't eat, I will! "Say that finish, dad crustily skin of head to swallow. Just in the middle of eating, my father suddenly stopped and asked strangely, "how can I have a copper coin?" "Who put this in?" "ah! That's a safe copper coin! " I cried exaggeratedly. Later, I said "sadly": "That jiaozi is mine, but I let you eat it. Oh, I won't do it! " Dad said humorously, "I have eaten glutinous rice balls in my stomach." If you want, climb into my stomach and get it! " Dad's funny language made the whole family laugh, and my tears came out.
I like the happy atmosphere at home.