Mom's cooking skills are new in our family. After getting up in the morning, in less than 20 minutes, I prepared a breakfast for my father and me: a tomato and egg soup and a piece of fried steamed bread for everyone. Everyone has a glass of milk. There are also snacks and some fruits. I don't know how my mother got it out, but I went into the kitchen and after a while, I came out with breakfast.
All three of us eat out at noon, so dinner seems to be the most important thing. Usually, when I come back from school, my father takes me to do my homework. Mom brought food back on her way from work. The meal in the evening is much richer than that in the morning. There are four dishes-a soup, rice or jiaozi.
Usually on weekends, we either go to grandma's house or go to grandma's house. At this time, my mother's opportunity to perform cooking came. It is common to serve six courses and include jiaozi. These dishes are all cooked by my mother, and there are no outsiders. On the way to grandma's house, my mother went to the vegetable market. After a while, she was carrying a plastic bag in her hand.
There is a piece of beef, two tomatoes, cauliflower and dried bean curd. There is ground meat in the plastic bag. My mother said to me, "Honey, your grandmother loves jiaozi with celery stuffing. Today we will wrap it for her." I always feel that there is wind at my mother's feet, and I will be at my grandparents' house soon.
I'm talking to grandma, and my parents are busy in the kitchen. When I wanted to help them pack jiaozi, I heard a "open" from the kitchen. When we got to the kitchen, we saw six plates and jiaozi. Garlic sauce is served on the back end of mom's dough. Eating jiaozi, grandma kept praising her mother's ability. The mother who eats makes the whole family eat everything.