Once upon a time, I used to ask myself: What is home? It is also often: as long as you close your eyes, the mountains and rivers of your hometown, villages, ravines, valleys, grasses and trees, life and death, sorrow and joy will appear in front of you.
It was many years before I realized that home is a room, home is a lamp, and home is a soft bed.
In just a few days of vacation, the Spring Festival has gradually drifted away, and after more than 300 days, tomorrow morning farewell, do not want the clouds and the sun to accompany all the time, but hope that the road is smooth and safe.
I'm leaving home again! The lady wrapped a meal of dumplings.
Fresh pure pork filling, crackling a kitchen knife, three times five divided by two, the board chopped thin.
Put in a large chunk of washed ginger and chop it open until you chop it up.
Put in a few pieces of lotus white, mix them together and chop them together, make them thin and chop into minced meat.
That's what it looks like.
The minced dumpling filling, cabbage, ginger and pork have been completely fused together.
Then add salt, soy sauce, sesame oil.
Choose a direction and stir vigorously with chopsticks until the seasoning and minced meat are evenly mixed and look like they are thin.
Dumplings, this one I wrapped.
Wrapped dumplings.
Dumplings under the pan.
Cook the dumplings on high heat, after three times of cold water, bring to a boil, and the dumplings can come out of the pot.
Slowly start enjoying it!
This cabbage dumpling is quite good.
It's also okay to dip it in water.
After a meal of dumplings, the next day I have to embark on the trip again, and then talk about the return date, I don't know when? Leaving my hometown father and mother, carrying my luggage and walking away, my heart is a little more than unwilling.
When I leave home, I am always so reluctant to give up, and I always feel that the short road at the door of the house has become extra long because of my mother's ding and expectation.
Every year, whenever the car leaves the house, I will try not to let myself shed tears, because, at this time, my mother has been unable to speak, full of tears, deeply stinging my heart, I try to control my emotions, open my eyes, do not let the tears flow down, if I also cry, then the mother will cry and lose her voice, it is difficult to give up!
alas...... It was just a small, unremarkable village in Southwest Lu!
Good dishes, good soup, good taste, good feelings. This year, no two good dishes are embarrassed to go out. The smell of fireworks in the world, you and I know each other, click on the "attention" above to thank god for the encounter, and "tomato love sunshine" accompanied, happy and happy.
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