Jiaozi is my favorite food. I stood behind my mother and watched her concentrate on preparing dumpling stuffing. I saw my mother wash onions and leeks, chop them into vegetable stuffing, and then mix the meat stuffing with the vegetable stuffing to make a mixed meat and vegetable stuffing.
My mother became my master. First, she learned how to roll dumpling wrappers. It looks simple, but it's really difficult to do. The dumpling skin rolled by my mother is round and big, with thick middle and thin sides! I really envy you. But that series of movements became stiff in my hand, and the rolled dumpling skin was thin and long. My mother said, "This kind of dumpling skin breaks as soon as it enters the pot." When I am depressed, I want to give up. My mother seems to read my mind. She began to teach me hand in hand. It's not easy to learn, but it's much better than at first. The motivation of success greatly increased my interest. After some efforts, my level has been greatly improved.
It's jiaozi's turn next. I hold the dough in my left hand and put some stuffing on it with chopsticks in my right hand. My hands are sticky when I put the dough together and knead it. No, the stuffing comes out on the left. I quickly took a piece of dough and rubbed it on the left. I was just about to pinch the right. Oh, no, the stuffing is coming out from the right again. I'll immediately put another piece of dough on the right to fill the gap and pinch it tight. Well, I managed to wrap an extra-large jiaozi with three pieces of dough. I put it on the panel, but it couldn't get up like a lazy man. I had to take "violence" to deal with it-I pressed it hard with two fingers before it sat up. Wow! With a big "general belly", it's funny! I made my parents laugh, and I smiled shyly.
This bag is the second jiaozi, so we must learn a lesson this time. I only put a little stuffing in it. When I finished packing, I saw that my stomach was flat. He was a typical beggar. When I wrapped the third jiaozi, I put a lot of stuffing, but before the skins were even, I yanked it and an "ugly duckling" was born. Next, I can't make any more mistakes. I picked up the dough, stuffed it carefully, closed it, pinched it ... "Ugly duckling" finally evolved into a "white swan"! My "masterpiece" won the appreciation of my parents.
"Cook jiaozi!" Dad said. A few minutes later, my mother brought the delicious hot jiaozi to the table. When I think that my works are also in these jiaozi, I feel that today's jiaozi is particularly fragrant!