Introduce jiaozi (including how to eat and how to write a composition 1000 words)!

This weekend, my mother will pack me my favorite jiaozi again. Before, my mother made jiaozi and cooked jiaozi. I only know how to eat. Go and see mom's bag once in a while. I've never wrapped it for my mother myself. Today, I decided to learn from my mother from beginning to end, and wanted to experience the whole process of jiaozi's package. My mother was very happy and agreed.

So, my mother told me, first put the flour in the basin, add the right amount of warm water and knead it. Dude, what's so hard about that? But it's easier said than done. As soon as I stirred the flour by hand, the flour turned white as soon as I added a little water. This side is wet with dry flour. I learned what my mother used to do, adding water, stirring and kneading noodles. 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 over my clothes, but I still didn't rub my face well. My mother encouraged me to say: dip your hands in less water and rub them with your hands. Strangely, the flour on my hands and at the edge of the basin has condensed into a big cake under my constant efforts to turn and rub those bumps. Mom said to cover it with a wet towel to make the noodles taste delicious. Next, I will 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 stir well, then add cooking wine, soy sauce, chicken essence, salt, onion and other seasonings, and finally add chopped mushrooms and Chinese cabbage and stir well in the right direction, and the dumpling stuffing is ready. I saw my mother pull the baked noodles up in the basin, skillfully knead them a few times, put them on the panel, knead them into long strips, and then pull them into small dumplings. My mother taught me to flatten them and roll them into round dough. I followed my mother's example, holding the dough in my left hand and the rolling pin in my right hand, turning them inside out. Either I scream when I roll my fingers, or I roll the dough into long strips. God, why is it so hard to get out? I'm a little discouraged and sweaty. My mother encouraged me to say: Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb more and roll more. After listening to my mother's words, I changed my mind and thought, you can't give up halfway. Then roll them one by one, and finally round the dough. I am glad to see my mother smile. Mother picked up the dough, put the stuffing on it, and squeezed it with her hands folded, and a jiaozi like a gold ingot was ready. I thought to myself, it's so easy to wrap jiaozi, which is much simpler than rolling dough. I will do it, too. I followed my mother's example, picked up the dough, put the stuffing on it, and folded my hands. I was thinking: Great, jiaozi has done it. Who knows that there is a hole in the dough and all the fillings come out. It seems that it is not easy to package jiaozi! My mother seemed to see through my mind and looked at me with trusting eyes and said, it doesn't matter, one pack is not good, then pack another pack and learn to pack more slowly. She told me not to put too much stuffing. The dough should be folded, kneaded and glued, and taught me to knead by hand. I did it according to my mother's method, which is really much better. With my mother's example and my continuous efforts, I finally got a qualified jiaozi.

My mother is boiling water in the pot. She told me to add a little salt when the water boils, and then put the wrapped jiaozi into the pot one by one. After the lid is boiled, add a little cold water and repeat it twice, so that the cooked jiaozi is not sticky and delicious. It turns out that jiaozi, seemingly so simple, contains so much knowledge. My mother and I are very happy to eat delicious and fragrant jiaozi. Because this is also the result of my labor!

Article 2: Bao jiaozi

When I was a child, jiaozi was a big event in my family. At that time, life at home was tense, so we had to wait until the first day of the Lunar New Year to eat jiaozi. Ordinary days, including a meal in jiaozi for the first time, naturally became a holiday for the whole family. At this time, my mother was dignified and proud, kneading dough with one hand and stuffing with the other. The stuffing is fragrant and soft, and the dough is moderate in hardness. Finally, the washbasin was clean and didn't touch a star of flour. Then my mother instructed my father and my brother to watch fire, roll skin and deliver skin, which was quite like a soldier on the battlefield.

Generally, my mother always wraps jiaozi with two kinds of stuffing, one is meat and the other is vegetarian. At that time, the circular curtain was divided into two yards of jiaozi with different fillings, like a game between two armies, across the Chu River and the Han Dynasty. My brother and I often make trouble, confusing Jiaozi, and my mother is not angry. She poked her finger at my brother and me and said, Come on, mom will teach you how to make lace, jiaozi! My younger brother and I watched curiously, and my mother gently pinched the wrapped brim of jiaozi's hat and made a lace tassel, which was very beautiful, just like a little girl wearing a garland on her head. We didn't know that my mother had played a little trick. She put minced meat jiaozi on lace, which surprised my brother and I to swallow. My father and I ate those vegetarian jiaozi.

Those hard years and mom's Lace jiaozi 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 wake them up at the cost of experience.

Since I was able to write a few books, my family's economic situation has improved, and jiaozi is no longer the Eucharist. I think of those miserable days when I was not sensible, and I think of the scene when my mother struggled alone after my father died. I think at least I can't let my mother be wronged again. Once I took my mother to a restaurant outside and opened 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 doesn't like them very much. Hardly had she taken a few bites when she put down her chopsticks. I smiled at my mother: you, you really won't enjoy happiness!

Later, I realized that although there are many kinds of food in the world and people's appetites have changed, my mother insisted on eating only jiaozi. That's the best recipe her old man has cooked for decades. I know the only way is to keep jiaozi. Whenever I buy back the meat stuffing, my mother sees that jiaozi is going to wrap it up, so she immediately puts on an apron, mixes the dough first, and then wraps the stuffing, never letting others intervene. This spirit has returned to our childhood.

On the second day of that year, the whole family also hired Jiao Zi. I want to give my mother a surprise, because this day is her old man's birthday. I wrapped a jiaozi with sugar stuffing, wrapped it in a circle of jiaozi with a curtain, and then said to my mother: You must be lucky to eat this jiaozi with sugar stuffing today!

My mother shook her head again and again and said with a smile, How can I be blessed if I eat so much 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 vitality. Looking at my mother's dim eyes, I can see that she wants to eat that sugar dumpling!

The hot jiaozi brought the plate and the table. I put three jiaozi on my mother's plate first. The second jiaozi mother took a bite of the sugar stuffing and cried out in surprise: Yo! I really ate it! I said: Otherwise, how can I say that I am blessed? Mother narrowed her eyes 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 jiaozi with lace candy, which was once wrapped by her old man's tutor. Lace jiaozi is full of maternal love. Now, I want to please my elderly mother with lace jiaozi.

Article 3: New Year Bao jiaozi.

Every year, whether it is Chinese New Year or Chinese New Year, everyone will eat jiaozi at home. It will also include jiaozi. Of course, my mother and I are no exception. That's not true. Today is Chinese New Year. My mother and I are packing jiaozi at home.

Today, my mother doesn't go to work. In the morning, my mother cleans the house at home. After lunch, my mother took a nap and planned to pack jiaozi in the afternoon. Hearing this news, I was happy to say only one word to my mother: Mom, please call me when you pack jiaozi in the future, and I will help you pack it. So I played computer happily, and my mother asked me to call her at two o'clock. 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 my bags in the future. 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 take the leeks on the balcony into the house and use them after you choose them. As I promised, I asked, have you made up? I didn't expect my mother to make up for such a big meeting so soon. I hurried to choose leeks and ate them quickly. My mother is playing computer, and I am 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 worked together: 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 both 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, it's not good. I just wrapped two, and my mother didn't want me to wrap them because I didn't look good. I was thinking: why don't I wrap it up 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 my mother's wrapped jiaozi in a bag, because my mother said she would shake jiaozi and save it for when I wanted to eat. (I forgot to mention that jiaozi is stuffed with pork and leeks)

It's finally over. My mother and I cleaned the table again, and then prepared to wrap jiaozi. Mom finally made it, jiaozi. Wow! This jiaozi must be delicious. My mother and I started complimenting each other in the kitchen. That chubby, slippery jiaozi looks really appetizing. My dad and I will eat first, because my mom said to cook some leftovers and eat them directly with jiaozi. My father and I sat on the table and wolfed down jiaozi. After dinner, mom asked dad: Is jiaozi delicious? Dad said: delicious.

Through this trip, 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: It's my first time to package jiaozi.

We often eat jiaozi, but it is always cooked by grandparents. Grandpa is not only soft-skinned, but also skillful and even in rolling. In addition, the jiaozi wrapped in the basking body is not only beautiful, but also very delicious!

No, I came home today and took a deep breath. 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'm so happy to eat jiaozi again today!

I shouted excitedly. Then I quickly found a stool to sit on and watched the wonderful performances of my skilled grandma and grandpa. I saw grandpa holding a rolling pin in his right hand and a glutinous rice cake-like dough in his left hand; Press it with your left hand and roll it with your right hand, and a round dumpling wrapper the size of a small dish will come out. Grandpa is like a magician. As the wand kept rolling, the small dish flew out of his hand, and soon he rolled out a lot of skin. Look at grandma. She is holding a dumpling wrapper in her left hand and chopsticks in her right hand, putting a piece of stuffing in the middle of the wrapper. When her hands were folded, a jiaozi like Dabao was wrapped up. The more I watch it, the more interesting it becomes. The more I wanted to wrap it up, I washed my hands, tied an apron and got a little flour on my hands. I also want to experience the pleasure of jiaozi myself.

I followed grandma's example, 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 want to show my skills, but I didn't expect Jiaozi to be so disobedient. He turned into a potbellied general and grinned at me! Just then, my mother happened to pass by and saw my disappointed expression and a broken-skinned mother in the spoiled child. She laughed my 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 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 remember to put less stuffing and wrap it well. But this time, like a big lentil, I can't stand on the panel. This failure made me never want to include jiaozi again. I loudly say:

This job is too difficult to do. Quit!

Grandma listened to my words and quickly encouraged me to say:

Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you put your heart into it, your package is already very good. Keep working hard and you will do better.

I immediately understood, immediately wrapped a duck-like jiaozi, standing there, in good shape. I am very happy to understand the true meaning of Bao jiaozi. I keep making bags, and with every effort, the ducks are more energetic.

Jiaozi finished packing and began to cook jiaozi. Grandpa took the panel to the pot and the water boiled. Jiaozi looks like he has changed his equipment. I was a duckling just now, and suddenly I became a diver. Grandpa waved like a commander and the divers jumped. So cute!

Jiaozi is out of the pot, and jiaozi, who is eating his own bag, is so happy. Even if it's not delicious, it's the best jiaozi I've ever eaten, because I made it myself.

I will never forget the time I ate jiaozi, because it not only taught me a craft, but also made me understand that everything is difficult at the beginning. 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 Spring Festival, so it's boring to just eat jiaozi wrapped by others. In order to express my longing and blessing for the new year, I sincerely packed jiaozi with my family.

If you want to wrap jiaozi, you must learn noodles first. I poured the flour into a basin, took some water and began to stir the flour. Usually, when grandma looks at the dough, she first points some water at the center of the flour, and then begins to press the flour down hard and rub it hard. It doesn't seem difficult. I also learned to mix noodles like my grandmother, because I am a beginner, so I was only given a small bowl of flour. Dip in some water first, and then knead the dough vigorously. It is like a follower, sticking to my hand, and my hand is caught in the glistening face, so I can't make any effort. The kneading of dough had to be declared a failure.

I began to learn how to roll dumpling wrappers with my grandmother's long and hard noodles. Sprinkle some dry flour on the chopping board first, knead the dough into thick strips, and then cut it into smaller equal parts. Put the dough under the rolling pin and roll it out in the middle. Roll in circles to make the dough uniform. 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, my hands are still weak and I can't hold the handle, so I always make adults nervous when I cut the noodles. Put the dough on the chopping board, then roll it with a rolling pin here and flatten it there, at least it looks like that. It's been over half an hour since I finally rolled out a few pieces of dough. It seems that we won't want to eat jiaozi until dark if we wait for my jiaozi bag jiaozi. I have to give up the job of rolling dumpling wrappers again.

I don't need to make dumplings myself. Grandma is already ready, just waiting for me to wrap a lovely jiaozi!

You are all thumbs. You can't eat jiaozi yet! I am not convinced by my mother's evaluation of me. Isn't it because I am too busy to have time? In your own way, start to package jiaozi. Take the dough in one hand, scoop some stuffing in the other, put it in the middle, then fold it in half, pinch the edge, and finally press out the pattern, but why does it look so ugly? There is a wrinkle on the edge of jiaozi, but it is not evenly pinched there. In order to pinch it, I tried hard again and again, and a large dumpling skin came out immediately. Jiaozi Jr. seems to be dragging a long white tulle dress, which is very untidy. Later, I learned to wrap jiaozi from my grandmother: put the dough in my hand and scoop a little stuffing in the other. Put the stuffing in the middle of the dumpling skin and press it tightly, otherwise the stuffing will be exposed. After putting the stuffing in place, fold the dumpling skin in half, hold the middle part of the edge of the dumpling skin after folding, then clamp the remaining two mouths respectively, squeeze out the folds, and then press hard with your thumb to get the lace out. I learned with great interest, and my mother leaned over. She flashed her bag, jiaozi, and it didn't look good either. We both had to bend our heads to study that bag of jiaozi.

For better or worse, my parents and grandma finally wrapped jiaozi, so jiaozi is really different from a distance! Some of them stood there (wrapped by grandma) and some were forced to press them with their hands (wrapped by their mothers). The most interesting thing is a group of grotesque and stagger jiaozi, which was wrapped by me at a glance. Seeing jiaozi swimming around in boiling water, I'm content to call it a day.

Studying Bao jiaozi for the first time, I feel it is my duty to sum up today's Bao jiaozi operation. 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 in jiaozi just now ... Before I finished, my mother patted me on the shoulder and said, How much did you do today? How do you sum it up? I didn't answer her, my eyes were calm and I didn't listen to her sarcasm. Just continue to say: well, when Jiaozi was hired, three kinds of people were revealed. The first type: all talk and no practice. I gave my mother a meaningful look. I don't think my mother's bag is any better than mine, so she taught me! The second type: only practice and don't say stupid things. People should not only do things, but also sum up. The third type: both officers and summaries, telling the truth while practicing! I didn't look at anyone and wanted to add this good name to myself. My mother read my mind and said loudly, like your grandmother! Before I covered my ass, the good name was transferred to someone else …

Delicious jiaozi is out of the pot. I choose those jiaozi that look strange. After all, it is the result of my labor! I tasted the delicious jiaozi soup and ate jiaozi with thin skin and big stuffing, and my heart was full of joy! Jiaozi, wrapped by myself, is fragrant!

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Article 6: New Year's Eve includes jiaozi.

China New Year is coming, I am so happy! As we all know, we should eat jiaozi on New Year's Eve. Before, it was all my mother's bags. I also want to wrap jiaozi with my mother this time. 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 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, picked up a small piece of flour, dipped it in flour and flattened it. I held one end of the noodle in one hand and pushed the rolling pin up on the noodle with the other hand. After a while, the thick dough turned into thin dough. I handed it to my mother, and my mother looked at me with a big smile and said happily, Oh, it's my daughter. It's really good that she was so capable when she first packed it! 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'll roll it up in a minute. Maybe I'm too tired, and I still have thin sweat on my nose. However, it only took me 20 minutes to roll out all the dumpling wrappers. Looking at these unified dumpling skins, I smiled happily. I shouted happily: Mom, look at me! Mom came over and paused, pointing at me and smiling. I looked down, ha, my apron, sleeves and clothes were stained with flour, as white as a snowman.

After wrapping the dumplings, we will start wrapping jiaozi. Mother brought a big pot of delicious dumpling stuffing. We want jiaozi with cabbage, radish and meat, with a lot of sesame oil in the stuffing! The smell of dumpling stuffing came, which made my mouth water. I think we can feast our eyes again tonight! Start packing. I first picked up a dumpling wrapper, put a little stuffing on it with chopsticks, put the dumpling wrappers on both sides together and put them on the board where jiaozi was placed. Wow, this isn't jiaozi. This is a big lentil. Put it on the board, like a fragile old man, and it will fall when the wind blows. Mom asked 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. He couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, the package was even uglier this time, like a potbellied general, and the food stuck to his face. I looked at my mother. She holds the dumpling skin in one hand, puts the stuffing on the skin in the other, and squeezes it with both hands. A jiaozi like Dabao came out! I tried it several times, and it was ugly. I shouted angrily: Hum, I'm so angry, it's so difficult to get it, so I won't pretend! Mother said softly, Don't be discouraged! The hardest part is actually in the beginning No one was born with jiaozi. As long as you work hard, you will do well! I looked at my mother's expectation and nodded with a smile. I wrapped it quickly, several times in a row. It was ugly at first, but later it got better, and some of them really looked like big ingots. I am very happy. Mother also said with joy: how kind of you!

We packed all the jiaozi in no time. I think this jiaozi meal is especially sweet when I eat it at night. 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. I am really happy. Today, I want my mother to study Bao jiaozi.

At first, I volunteered to roll dumplings myself. I kneaded the dough long and thin, cut it into small pieces and threw it on the chopping board. I can't wait to pick up a small piece of white flour and roll it everywhere. Somehow, the dumpling skin is flat and round like a goose egg for a while, and then it looks like a chicken at both ends ... Later, under the guidance of my parents, I learned to roll a piece of white flour into a delicate dumpling skin in my hand.

Mom is wrapping jiaozi, and I am watching intently. Mother said, Shu Ying, will you keep jiaozi? I said gloomily, Mom, I can't take care of jiaozi. Can you teach me? Mom said happily: OK. You should study hard! My mother taught me to pick up a dumpling wrapper, put in 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 set meal operated by mom and put it on the table. My mother couldn't help laughing and said that it was an ugly duckling. Don't underestimate that the' ugly duckling' will become a' white swan'. I said solemnly. This time, my mother changed the method of teaching me: teaching me to wrap the second jiaozi with my hand; Guide me to wrap the third one on the side; Let me wrap the fourth jiaozi myself ... So I wrapped it one by one, and soon I wrapped a dozen' white swans' on the table.

Mother put jiaozi in the pot. In a short time, a smell of jiaozi came to my nose. Mother brought jiaozi out, and I ate with relish. Because, I wrapped jiaozi myself.

Today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is the Spring Festival. I am really happy. Today, I want my mother to study Bao jiaozi.

At first, I volunteered to roll dumplings myself. I kneaded the dough long and thin, cut it into small pieces and threw it on the chopping board. I can't wait to pick up a small piece of white flour and roll it everywhere. Somehow, the dumpling skin is flat and round like a goose egg for a while, and then it looks like a chicken at both ends ... Later, under the guidance of my parents, I learned to roll a piece of white flour into a delicate dumpling skin in my hand.

Mom is wrapping jiaozi, and I am watching intently. Mother said, Shu Ying, will you keep jiaozi? I said gloomily, Mom, I can't take care of jiaozi. Can you teach me? Mom said happily: OK. You should study hard! My mother taught me to pick up a dumpling wrapper, put in 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 set meal operated by mom and put it on the table. My mother couldn't help laughing and said that it was an ugly duckling. Don't underestimate that the' ugly duckling' will become a' white swan'. I said solemnly. This time, my mother changed the way of teaching me: teaching me to wrap the second jiaozi with my hand; Guide me to wrap the third one on the side; Let me wrap it separately.

Four corners ... so they kept wrapping one after another, and a dozen' white swans' were quickly wrapped on the table.

Mother put jiaozi in the pot. In a short time, a smell of jiaozi came to my nose. Mother brought jiaozi out, and I ate with relish. Because, I wrapped jiaozi myself.

Article 8: Bao jiaozi

It's New Year again! I'm so happy! I look radiant in the new clothes I just bought. On New Year's Eve, it was not completely dark. I went out for a walk with my mother. The lights in the street are all on, colorful and beautiful! There are not many people on the street, and 80% of them go home for the New Year. In a short time, my mother and I hurried home, and we had another task-to help grandma pack jiaozi.

When we got home, we changed our clothes and shoes and washed our hands. I went to the pot to fill dumplings, my mother moved the panel to the table, and my grandmother took out the prepared noodles and found out the rolling pin. Everything is ready, except the east wind!

The difficult and interesting trip to jiaozi has begun! Grandma just kneaded the noodles into many small doughs of the same size, then rolled them into round and thin slices with a rolling pin, and added some flour from time to time to prevent the noodles from sticking. Next, it's my turn to go out with my mother! Mother quickly picked up a piece, holding it in her left hand and putting a lump of meat in the center of the dumpling skin with chopsticks in her right hand. Then she put down her chopsticks and dipped her forefinger into the water in the bowl. In order to make the surface better bonded, she brushed it around the dumpling skin. Finally, she folded the skin in half, pressed down the gap at the edge and squeezed out one small fold after another. A lovely jiaozi will be ready. You 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 take care of jiaozi! I can only follow my mother step by step. I hold up a dumpling skin in my left hand and put chopsticks with meat stuffing in my right hand. Oh, too much, drop some! Mom looked at me and said with a smile. I smiled shyly and picked up another piece of meat. Mom, what do you think of this quantity? Okay, that's enough. So I started to package jiaozi. I first put a circle of water around the dumpling skin, and then my mother spoke again: Son, in fact, you only need to put a small half circle, so that half is water and the other half is noodles, which is very good for bonding. If there is water around, there will be water on both sides after folding, which is sticky and slippery and difficult to press together! Pay attention in the future! Oh, it turns out that there's so much stress about wrapping a jiaozi! Finally, the shape of jiaozi is difficult for me. I can't even squeeze it, and I have been paralyzed there. At the critical moment, my mother helped me to make it stand up.

After years of experience and lessons, I found the trick, the more skilled, the more beautiful. After a while, my jiaozi lined up in a square on the panel. I am so happy when I look at the fruits of my labor! How hard work will pay off!

Twenty-five minutes later, jiaozi was out of the pot and the Spring Festival party began. When I was sitting on the sofa, watching the party with my family, holding steaming jiaozi in my hand and tasting the fruits of my labor, I felt very satisfied. At this moment, a warm current welled up in my heart. I'm happy and happy. Happily, I spent the New Year with my family, watched parties and ate our own jiaozi. Happily, during the winter vacation, I learned a new skill-Bao jiaozi.

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