This weekend, my mother is going to pack me my favorite jiaozi again. Before, my mother wrapped jiaozi and cooked it. I only knew how to eat. Occasionally, I went to see my mother's bag. I never helped my mother wrap it myself. Today, I decided to learn from my mother from beginning to end, and wanted to experience the whole process of wrapping jiaozi. My mother was very happy and agreed.
So, my mother told me to put the flour into the basin first, and add the right amount of warm water to knead it. Boy, what's so hard about this? But it's easier said than done. As soon as I stirred the flour with my hands, I just added a little water, and the flour was all white. This side was wet and there was dry flour. I learned from my mother's previous appearance, adding water, stirring and kneading. Wow! I tried my best to suck milk, and the sweat on my forehead rolled down like a pearl the size of a bean, dripping all my clothes, but I still didn't knead my face properly. My mother encouraged me to say: dip your hands in less water and rub them with your hands. Strangely enough, the flour on my hands and at the edge of the basin condensed into a big cake under my constant efforts to turn over and knead those pimples. Mom said to cover it with a wet towel to make the noodles feel delicious. Next, I'm going to learn how to make dumpling stuffing. My mother taught me to put chopped meat stuffing and Jiang Mo in a pot, add sesame oil, add an egg and mix it evenly, then add cooking wine, soy sauce, chicken essence, salt, green onion and other seasonings, and finally add chopped mushrooms and Chinese cabbage and mix them evenly in the right direction, and the dumpling stuffing will be ready. I saw my mother pull the baked noodles up in the basin and skillfully knead them a few times, put them on the panel, and knead them into long strips, and pulled them into small glutinous rice balls. My mother taught me to press them flat and roll them into round dough. I followed my mother's example, holding the dough in my left hand and a rolling pin in my right hand, and turning them from outside to inside. Either I screamed when I rolled my finger, or I rolled the dough into long strips. God, why is it so difficult to roll? I'm a little discouraged and sweating. My mother encouraged me to say: nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb and roll a few more. After listening to my mother's words, I changed my mind and thought, nothing can be done by halves. Then roll them one by one, and finally round the dough. I was elated to see my mother smile. Mother picked up the dough, put the stuffing on it, put her hands together and squeezed it, and jiaozi like gold ingots was made. I thought to myself, wrapping jiaozi is so easy, much simpler than kneading dough and rolling skin. I'll do it, too. I learned from my mother's appearance, picked up the dough, put the stuffing on it, and put my hands together. I'm thinking: Great, jiaozi has made it. Who knows that there is a hole in the dough and the stuffing has come out. It seems that it is not easy to package jiaozi! My mother seemed to see through my mind, looked at me with trusting eyes and said, it doesn't matter, if one bag is not good, then pack it again, and slowly learn to pack more. She told me not to put too much stuffing. The dough should be folded, kneaded and glued together, and taught me to knead it hand in hand. I did it according to my mother's method, and it was really much better. With my mother's words and deeds and my constant efforts, I finally got a qualified jiaozi.
My mother boiled water in the pot. She told me that when the water boils, she should add a little salt, and then put the wrapped jiaozi into the pot one by one. After the pot is covered and boiled, add a little cold water to it, and repeat it twice, so that the cooked jiaozi is not sticky and delicious. It turns out that jiaozi, which seems so simple, contains so much knowledge. My mother and I are very happy to eat delicious and fragrant jiaozi. Because it is also the result of my labor!
Article 2: Bao jiaozi
When I was a child, jiaozi was an important event in my family. At that time, life was tight at home, so eating jiaozi could only wait until the New Year's Day. Ordinary days, for the first time, including a meal in jiaozi, naturally became a holiday for the whole family. At this time, my mother was majestic and proud, mixing flour with one hand and stuffing with the other. The stuffing was fragrant and soft, and the dough was moderately soft and hard. Finally, the basin was clean and did not touch a star of flour. Then my mother instructed my father, my brother and I to watch the fire, roll the skin, and send the skin, which was quite like a soldier on the battlefield.
Generally, my mother always wraps two kinds of stuffing jiaozi, one is meat and the other is vegetarian. At that time, the round curtain was divided into two yards of jiaozi with different fillings, like a game between two armies, separated by the Chu River and the Han Dynasty. My brother and I often make trouble and confuse jiaozi, but my mother is not angry. She pokes my brother and me in the head with her finger and says, Come on, mom will teach you to make lace dumplings! My brother and I watched curiously, and my mother gently pinched the wrapped jiaozi brim with her hand, making a fringe of lace, which looked good, like a little girl wearing a wreath on her head. We didn't know that my mother had played a little trick. She put jiaozi with minced meat on lace, which made my brother and I swallow it with surprise and fun, and my father and I ate those vegetarian jiaozi.
Those hard years and my mother's lace dumplings gave us unforgettable memories. However, these memories didn't begin to clear up until they became fathers, as if they had been sleeping, and we had to use the price of experience to wake them up.
Since I was able to write a few books, my family's economic situation has improved, and jiaozi is no longer a holy communion. I think of those miserable days when I was not sensible, and the scene when my mother struggled alone after her father died. I think at least I can't let my mother be wronged again. I once dragged my mother to a restaurant outside to open a foreign meat dish. She shook her head again and again: Mom is old, her legs and feet are not neat, and she is too lazy to go downstairs! I once bought fresh fish or seasonal vegetables in the vegetable market and cooked them myself when I got home. My mother didn't like them so much. She just took a few bites and put down her chopsticks. I smiled at my mother: you, you really can't enjoy happiness!
Later, I understood that although there are many kinds of foods in the world and people's appetites have changed, my mother is determined to only eat jiaozi. That's the best recipe that her old man has been making for decades. I know the only way is to keep jiaozi. Whenever I buy back meat stuffing, my mother sees that jiaozi is going to be wrapped, so she immediately puts on an apron, mixes the dough first, and then stuffing it, and never lets anyone else intervene. That spirit is back to our childhood.
On the second day of that year, the whole family also hired jiaozi. I want to give my mother a surprise, because this day is her old man's birthday. I wrapped a jiaozi with sugar stuffing, put it in a circle of jiaozi with a curtain, and then said to my mother: Today, if you want to eat this jiaozi with sugar stuffing, you are sure to be lucky!
Mom shook her head again and again and said with a smile, How can I be lucky to eat so many jiaozi? Said, and she personally put jiaozi into the pot. Jiaozi, like a small whitebait, churned up and down in the tumbling water, full of life. Looking at my mother's dim eyes, I can see that she wants to eat that sugar jiaozi!
Hot jiaozi served the plate and served the table. I put three jiaozi in my mother's plate first. The second jiaozi mother bit the sugar stuffing and cried out in surprise: Yo! I really ate it! I said: How else can you say that you are blessed? Mother's eyes narrowed with laughter.
In fact, my mother's eyes are really dim. She didn't know that I had played a little trick and wrapped a marked lace dumpling with sugar stuffing, which was once wrapped by her old man's tutor. Lace dumplings are full of maternal love. Now, I would like to please my elderly mother with lace dumplings.
Article 3: New Year's Package jiaozi
Every year, whether it's Chinese New Year or Chinese New Year, everyone will eat jiaozi at home. Will also include jiaozi. Of course, my mother and I are no exception. It's not. Today, during the Chinese New Year, my mother and I packed jiaozi at home.
Today, my mother doesn't go to work. In the morning, my mother tidied up the house at home. After lunch, my mother took a nap and planned to pack jiaozi in the afternoon. When I heard the news, I happily only said to my mother: Mom, please call me when you pack jiaozi later, and I will help you pack it. So I played the computer happily, and my mother told me to call her at 2: 00. I agreed happily. At two o'clock, I woke up my mother. Then, my mother got up and went to the bathroom. I said to my mother loudly and solemnly: Don't forget to call me when I pack the bag later. This is what my mother said: I will pack jiaozi in the house and pack jiaozi while watching TV.
My mother began to prepare. After a while, my mother called me and said, Go and bring the leeks from the balcony into the house, choose them and use them later. As I promised, I asked, have you made up? I didn't expect that my mother would be so fast and make up for such a big meeting. I hurried to choose leeks, and soon I was finished. My mother was playing computer while I was choosing leeks.
Wash the leek, and then mother will wash it and cut it.
Finally, I started to pack jiaozi, so my mother and I split up the work: Mom rolled the skin and I'll pack it. Actually, it's not too difficult to wrap jiaozi: first, put the dumpling stuffing on the rolled dumpling skin, and then, pinch the sides of the dumpling skin. As long as you can ensure that he doesn't leak when cooking. Although I know how to wrap jiaozi, I can't wrap it well. I just wrapped two, and my mother didn't want me to wrap it because I didn't look good. I was thinking: why don't I wrap it if it doesn't look good? Ask mom later. Hey! You can't take care of jiaozi. You have to find something else to do. So I put jiaozi wrapped by my mother in a bag, because my mother said to shake jiaozi and save it for when I want to eat. (I forgot to mention that jiaozi is stuffed with pork and leeks)
It's finally all wrapped up. My mother and I cleared the table again and then prepared to cook jiaozi. Mom finally finished cooking jiaozi. Wow! This jiaozi must be delicious. My mother and I began to praise each other in the kitchen. The chubby and slippery jiaozi looked really appetizing. My father and I ate first, because my mother said that she would cook some leftover jiaozi and eat it directly together. My father and I sat on the table and wolfed down jiaozi. After dinner, my mother asked my father: Is jiaozi delicious? Dad said: delicious.
Through this trip to jiaozi, I learned that anything can be done as long as the family is united. At the same time, I wish you all a happy Spring Festival in advance!
Article 4: My first time to package jiaozi.
We often eat jiaozi, but it's always made by grandma and grandpa. Grandpa is not only soft in dough, but also skillful and even in skin rolling. Besides, the jiaozi wrapped in basking is not only beautiful, but also very delicious!
No, I came home today, took a deep breath, and the smell of minced meat came to my nose. I thought to myself: Is it jiaozi at home again? I carefully put down my schoolbag and quietly came to the kitchen to steal it with a grain of salt.
Wow, I am so happy to eat jiaozi again today!
I shouted out excitedly. Then I hurried to find a stool to sit on and watch the wonderful performances of my skilled grandmother and grandfather. I saw grandpa holding a rolling pin in his right hand and a glutinous rice cake-like dough in his left hand; When the left hand is pressed and the right hand is rolled, a round dumpling wrapper the size of a small dish comes out. Grandpa is like a magician. As the wand keeps rolling, small dishes fly out of his hand, and soon he rolls out a lot of skins. Look at grandma, holding the dumpling skin in her left hand, and putting a piece of stuffing in the center of the skin with chopsticks in her right hand. When her hands are put together, a jiaozi like a big treasure is wrapped up. The more I watch it, the more interesting it is. The more I want to wrap it, so I wash my hands, put on an apron and get a little flour on my hands. I also want to experience the fun of wrapping jiaozi myself.
I learned to look like my grandmother, holding the dumpling wrapper in my left hand and putting a spoonful of stuffing in the center of the dumpling wrapper in my right hand. I tried to show my craftsmanship, but I didn't expect jiaozi to be so disobedient. He turned into a pot-bellied general and grinned at me! At this moment, my mother happened to pass by and saw my disappointed expression and a broken-skinned mother in jiaozi. She laughed her head off and said:
You can't put too much stuffing. Too much stuffing is not only difficult to wrap, but also easy to crack your mouth when cooking.
After listening to my mother's good advice, I said:
Everything is difficult at the beginning! You will succeed as long as you work hard.
Then I tried to wrap another one. This time, I firmly remembered to put less stuffing and wrap a good-looking one. But this time, like a big lentil, I couldn't stand on the panel. This failure made me never want to package jiaozi again. I said loudly:
This job is too difficult to do, so quit!
Grandma listened to what I said and quickly encouraged me to say:
Nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it, your package is already very good. Keep working hard and you will make it better.
I suddenly understood, and immediately wrapped a duck-like jiaozi, and stood there in a good shape. I was very happy and understood the true meaning of wrapping jiaozi. I kept wrapping, and every time I worked hard, the ducks were more energetic.
Jiaozi finished packing, and began to cook jiaozi. Grandpa took the panel to the pot, and the water boiled. jiaozi looked like they had changed their equipment. Just now, they were ducklings and suddenly became divers. Grandpa waved his hand like a commander, and the divers all jumped. It was so cute!
Jiaozi is out of the pot, and jiaozi, who is eating his own bag, is so happy. Even if it is not delicious, it is the best jiaozi I have ever eaten, because I have worked with my own hands.
I will never forget eating jiaozi that time, because it not only taught me a craft, but also made me understand that everything is difficult at the beginning and nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it!
Article 5: I studied jiaozi.
Eating jiaozi on New Year's Eve is the custom of the Spring Festival. It's the New Year, and it's boring to just eat jiaozi wrapped by others. In order to express my longing and blessing for the new year, I sincerely wrapped jiaozi with my family.
If you want to include jiaozi, you must learn noodles first. I poured the flour into a basin, took some water and began to mix the flour. Usually, when grandma looks at the dough, she first points some water in the center of the flour, and then starts to press the flour down hard and rub it hard. It doesn't seem difficult. I also learned how to make dough like my grandmother, because I was a beginner, so I only gave me a small bowl of flour. Dip some water first, and then knead the dough hard. It is like a follower, glued to my hand, and my hand is caught in the glistening face, so I can't make any effort. The pass of kneading dough had to be declared a failure.
I began to learn how to roll dumpling wrappers with my grandmother's long, tough noodles. Sprinkle some dry flour on the chopping board first, knead the dough into a thick strip and then cut it into smaller equal parts. Put the dough under the rolling pin and roll it out from the middle. Roll it in circles to make the dough even. I don't have grandma's skillful skills. After kneading the thick strips, I picked up a knife and cut them. Because I am left-handed, and my hands are still weak, I can't hold the handle of the knife, so when I cut the noodles, I always make the adults nervous. Put the dough on the chopping board, then roll it here and press it flat there with a rolling pin, at least it looks like that. It's been more than half an hour since I managed to roll out a few pieces of dough. It seems that we won't want to eat jiaozi until it's dark if we wait for my jiaozi bag jiaozi. I had to give up the job of rolling dumpling wrappers again.
I don't need to make the dumpling stuffing myself. Grandma has already prepared it, just waiting for me to wrap up a lovely jiaozi!
You're all thumbs. You can't get jiaozi yet! I am not convinced by my mother's comments on me. Isn't it because I am too busy and have no time? With my own method, I started to package jiaozi. First, take the dough in one hand, scoop some stuffing in the other hand, put it in the middle, then fold it in half, pinch the edge, and finally press out the pattern, but how can it look so ugly? There's one more fold at the edge of jiaozi, but it's pinched unevenly there. In order to pinch it tightly, I tried again and again, and a large piece of dumpling skin immediately came out. Jiaozi Jr. seems to be dragging a long white gauze skirt, which is very untidy. Later, I learned how to wrap jiaozi from my grandmother: put the dough in my hand, and scoop a little stuffing in the other hand. Put the stuffing in the middle of the dumpling wrapper and press it tightly, otherwise the dumpling stuffing will be exposed. After putting the stuffing away, fold the dumpling skin in half, pinch the middle part of the edge of the dumpling skin after being folded in half, and then clamp the remaining two mouths respectively to squeeze out wrinkles, and then press hard with your thumb, and the lace will come out. I learned it with great interest, and my mother leaned over. She flashed her bag of jiaozi, and it didn't look good either. We both had to bow our heads and study the bag of jiaozi.
For better or worse, my mother, grandmother and I have finally wrapped up jiaozi, so jiaozi looks really different in distance! Some of them stood there (wrapped by grandma) and some of them were forced to press there by hand (wrapped by mom). The most interesting thing was a group of grotesque and stagger jiaozi, which was wrapped by me at first glance. Looking at jiaozi swimming in boiling water, I'm content to call it a day.
It's the first time to study Bao jiaozi, and I think I have an obligation to sum up today's Bao jiaozi action. I cleared my throat and solemnly stood in front of everyone to sum up: Grandma, Grandpa, Dad, Mom ... Today, I will sum up the situation of jiaozi just now ... Before I finished, my mother patted me on the shoulder and inserted: How much did you do today? How do you sum up? I didn't answer her, my eyes were calm, and I didn't listen to her sarcasm. Just go on to say: Well, when jiaozi was hired, three kinds of people were revealed. The first type: all talk and no practice. I took a meaningful look at my mother. I think my mother's bag is not any better than mine, so she will educate me! The second type: just practice and don't talk stupid. People should not only do things, but also sum up. The third type: both officers and summing up, practicing and telling the truth! I didn't look at anyone and wanted to put this good name on myself. My mother saw my mind and said loudly: Like your grandmother! I haven't covered my ass yet, so the good name has been transferred to others …
Delicious jiaozi is out of the pot, and I pick out those strange-looking jiaozi, which is, after all, the result of my labor! I tasted a mouthful of fragrant jiaozi soup and ate jiaozi with thin skin and big stuffing, and my heart was full of joy! Jiaozi wrapped by myself is just fragrant!
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Article 6: New Year's Eve Pack jiaozi
Chinese New Year is coming, I am so happy! As we all know, we should eat jiaozi on New Year's Eve. Before, it was always my mother's bag. This time, I also want to bag jiaozi with my mother. After my repeated requests, my mother agreed. I made up my mind, I must show my talents, pack a delicious jiaozi and let my mother give me a thumbs up!
On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, my mother took out the panel, made up the noodles, and tied me with a beautiful apron and clean sleeves. Look at me, how like a skilled little chef! Mother cut the noodles into small pieces and let me roll them. My mother seems to be a little uneasy about me, frowning and asking suspiciously: Can you do it? Of course! I patted my chest and answered without hesitation. Hearing this sentence, the big stone in my mother's heart fell to the ground. I picked up a long rolling pin, took a small piece of flour, dipped it in flour, pressed it flat, held one end of the noodle in one hand, and pushed up the rolling pin on the noodle with the other hand. In a short time, the thick dough became a thin dough. I handed it to my mother, who looked at me in surprise with a smile on her face and said cheerfully, Oh, it's worthy of being my daughter. She was so capable the first time she wrapped it, really good! My heart is as sweet as honey. Mom said that and went to mix the stuffing. I think, I must finish rolling the dumpling skin with the fastest speed, so that my mother is more surprised and happier than before! I rolled it right away. Maybe I'm too tired, and thin sweat is left on the tip of my nose. However, it only took me 20 minutes to roll out all the dumpling wrappers. I smiled happily when I looked at these uniform dumpling wrappers. I shouted happily: Mom, look at me! Mom came over, stunned, pointed at me and laughed. I looked down, ha, my apron, sleeves, and clothes were all stained with flour, white as a snowman.
After rolling out the dumpling wrappers, we will start wrapping jiaozi. Mother brought a big pot of delicious dumpling stuffing. We want jiaozi with cabbage, radish and meat, and a lot of sesame oil in the stuffing! The smell of dumpling stuffing came in bursts, which made my mouth water. I think we can feast our eyes again tonight! Start wrapping. I first picked up a dumpling wrapper, added a little stuffing to it with chopsticks, pinched the dumpling wrappers on both sides together and put them on the board where jiaozi was placed. Wow, this isn't jiaozi. It's a big lentil. Put it on the board, like a fragile old man, and it will fall when the wind blows. Mom told me to put more stuffing. I learned the first lesson, kept putting stuffing in it, and then squeezed it hard. Dad came over and saw my masterpiece, so he couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, I wrapped it even uglier this time, like a big-bellied general, with food stuck to my face. I looked at my mother. She held the dumpling skin in one hand, put the stuffing on the skin in the other, and squeezed her hands hard. A jiaozi like a big treasure came out! I tried it several times, but it was all ugly. I shouted angrily: hum, I'm so angry, it's so difficult to get it, I won't pack it! Mother said gently: Don't be discouraged! Everything is difficult before it is easy. No one is born with jiaozi. As long as you work hard, you will certainly do well! I looked at my mother's expectation and nodded with a smile. I wrapped it quickly, and I wrapped it several times in a row. It was ugly at first, but it got better later, and some of them really looked like big ingots. I am very happy. Mom also said with joy: you are really good!
We packed all the jiaozi in no time. When I ate at night, I thought this jiaozi meal was particularly sweet. No wonder Mr. Lao She said that labor is the most delicious!
Article 7: Bao jiaozi
Today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is the Spring Festival, which is really happy. Today, I want my mother to study Bao jiaozi.
At first, I volunteered to roll the dumpling skin myself. I kneaded the dough long and thin, cut it off in small pieces and threw it on the chopping board. I couldn't wait to pick up a short piece of white flour and roll it all over the place. Somehow, the dumpling skin was flat and round like a goose egg for a while, and tilted at both ends like a chicken for a while ... Later, under the guidance of my parents, I learned to roll a piece of white flour into a delicate dumpling skin in my hands.
Mom is wrapping jiaozi, and I am watching intently. Mom said: Shu Ying, will you package jiaozi? I said dejectedly, Mom, I can't package jiaozi. Can you teach me? Mom said happily: OK. You should study hard! My mother taught me to pick up a dumpling wrapper, put the stuffing, pinch the foreskin with my forefinger and thumb, and then pinch both sides, not only pinching but also adding patterns. My mother demonstrated and explained, while I understood and practiced. Prepare the first jiaozi according to the package operated by mom, and put it on the table. My mother couldn't help laughing and said, It's an ugly duckling. Don't underestimate,' ugly duckling' will become' white swan'. I said solemnly. This time, my mother changed the method of teaching me: teaching me to wrap the second jiaozi by hand; On the side, I guided me to wrap the third one; Let me wrap the fourth jiaozi by myself ... so I wrapped it one after another, and soon I wrapped a dozen' white swans' on the table.
Mother put jiaozi in the pot. In a short time, a delicious smell of jiaozi came to my nose. Mother brought jiaozi out, and I ate it with relish. Because, I personally wrapped jiaozi.
Today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is the Spring Festival, which is really happy. Today, I want my mother to study Bao jiaozi.
At first, I volunteered to roll the dumpling skin myself. I kneaded the dough long and thin, cut it off in small pieces and threw it on the chopping board. I couldn't wait to pick up a short piece of white flour and roll it all over the place. Somehow, the dumpling skin was flat and round like a goose egg for a while, and tilted at both ends like a chicken for a while ... Later, under the guidance of my parents, I learned to roll a piece of white flour into a delicate dumpling skin in my hands.
Mom is wrapping jiaozi, and I am watching intently. Mom said: Shu Ying, will you package jiaozi? I said dejectedly, Mom, I can't package jiaozi. Can you teach me? Mom said happily: OK. You should study hard! My mother taught me to pick up a dumpling wrapper, put the stuffing, pinch the foreskin with my forefinger and thumb, and then pinch both sides, not only pinching but also adding patterns. My mother demonstrated and explained, while I understood and practiced. Prepare the first jiaozi according to the package operated by mom, and put it on the table. My mother couldn't help laughing and said, It's an ugly duckling. Don't underestimate,' ugly duckling' will become' white swan'. I said solemnly. This time, my mother changed the method of teaching me: teaching me to wrap the second jiaozi by hand; On the side, I guided me to wrap the third one; Let me wrap it up independently.
Four jiaozi ... So one after another kept wrapping, and a dozen' white swans' were quickly wrapped on the table.
Mother put jiaozi in the pot. In a short time, a delicious smell of jiaozi came to my nose. Mother brought jiaozi out, and I ate it with relish. Because, I personally wrapped jiaozi.
Article 8: Bao jiaozi
It's New Year again! I'm so glad! I put on the new clothes I just bought and looked radiant. On the evening of New Year's Eve, it was not completely dark. My mother and I went out for a walk. The lights on the street are all on, colorful and beautiful! There are not many people on the street, and 80% are going home for the New Year. In a short time, my mother and I hurried home, and we still had a task-to help grandma pack jiaozi.
When we got home, we changed our clothes and shoes and washed our hands clean. I went to the pot to fill the dumpling stuffing, my mother moved the panel to the table, and my grandmother took out the prepared noodles and found out the rolling pin. Everything was ready except the east wind!
The difficult and interesting trip to jiaozi begins! Grandma only first smashed the noodles into many small dough of the same size, then rolled them into round and thin pieces with a rolling pin, and added some flour from time to time to prevent the noodles from sticking to the stick. Next, it's my turn to go out with my mother! Mom quickly picked up a piece, held it in her left hand, and put a lump of meat stuffing in the center of the dumpling skin with chopsticks in her right hand. Then she put down the chopsticks, touched the water in the bowl with her index finger, and brushed it around the dumpling skin in order to make the surface better bonded. Finally, she folded the skin in half, pressed down the gap on the edge, and squeezed out one small fold after another. A lovely jiaozi is finished. It can also stand on the panel, which is very beautiful! My mother's skillful operation dazzled me. To tell the truth, I really can't package jiaozi! I can only follow my mother step by step. I hold up a dumpling skin with my left hand and put chopsticks in my right hand to hold the meat stuffing. Oh, there are too many, drop some! Mom looked at me and said with a smile. I smiled shyly and picked up a lump of meat again. Mom, what do you think of this quantity? Well, that's enough. So I began to wrap jiaozi. I first put a circle of water around the dumpling skin, and then my mother spoke again: Son, in fact, it is only necessary to put less than half a circle, so that half of it is water and the other half is noodles, which is very good for bonding. If you touch the water all around, there will be water on both sides after folding, which is sticky and slippery, so it is difficult to press together! Pay attention in the future! Oh, it turns out that there are so many exquisite things about packing a jiaozi! In the end, the shape of jiaozi was difficult for me. I couldn't stand up when I squeezed it, and I always collapsed there. At the critical moment, my mother helped me to make it stand up.
After the experience and lessons of jiaozi in the past few years, I found the trick, the more skilled I am, the more beautiful I am. In a short time, my jiaozi was lined up in a square on the panel. I looked at my labor achievements and I was so happy! What a hard work pays off!
Twenty-five minutes later, jiaozi was out of the pot and the Spring Festival party began. I was very satisfied when I sat on the sofa and watched the party with my family, holding steaming jiaozi and tasting the fruits of my labor. At this moment, a warm current rushes to my heart deeply. I am both happy and happy. Happily, my family and I spend the New Year together, watch the party and eat our own jiaozi. Happily, in the winter vacation, I learned a new skill-Bao jiaozi.
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