Green dumplings are unheard of among children. No one has ever eaten such dumplings, let alone what they are made of. However, looking at the green color, they are particularly appetizing, and they look like emeralds.

Maybe it’s because of the beautiful appearance. The dumplings have lace, crescent moon, and ingot shapes. They are all beautiful and delicate. They look like works of art. The children are staring at Erbao’s lunch box. Without blinking, Erbao's face turned red when he saw it, and he was very embarrassed.

Da Bao didn't care about other people's eyes, because he couldn't wait to try this emerald dumpling. God knows how surprised he was when the second aunt mixed noodles with crushed spinach juice in the morning. The green juice dyed the white noodles, Isn't it the color of emerald?

But the other children didn't know what was going on, and they all entered the city like old hats. , Can make such a magical dumpling, other parents can't think of it.

Pick up one with chopsticks, bite the green skin gently, and the delicious juice inside is left. It is stuffed with cabbage vermicelli, but I use the big bone soup I cooked yesterday to enhance the flavor. It is fragrant and not greasy. The fragrance makes people want to eat it, but it can't stop. Moreover, the heat preservation performance of the new lunch box is very good. Now the dumplings are still warm and have not lost their original taste. After Dabao has eaten all the dumplings, he The tip of the tongue is still full of aftertastes.

The high temperature is also dumbfounded. Dabao Erbao tastes so good, almost salivate when look at it. These green dumplings are delicious when look at them. don't know what it tastes like. really want to try it. But he used to bully Dabao Erbao often, thinking with his toes, it was impossible for him to eat, so he could only watch it.

Because of the family situation of Dabao Erbao, the other children also isolated him and did not play with him. At this time, no matter how greedy they are, they are naturally embarrassed to speak, and they can only watch eagerly.

After Er Bao finished eating the dumplings, the other mezzanine was filled with steamed eggs with fresh milk. He picked up a spoon and put it into his mouth. Milk has a fishy smell, so steamed eggs can cover up the taste, but he can not taste it at all, and drinking milk alone is very luxurious and delicious.

High temperature thought he was eating steamed egg custard, but after careful observation, it was whiter and more tender than egg custard, and it seemed to have a milky flavor. Egg custard has absolutely no such flavor. , turned his head to look at the food he brought from home, and suddenly it didn't feel fragrant.

Other children felt the same way. After watching delicious meals, ordinary meals are not the taste. A meal was spent in the children's absent-minded meal. Almost no one was full, only Dabao Er. Bao, this meal is very satisfying.

The first thing he did when he went home from school at high temperature was to describe the contents of the lunch box with his mother Jiang Yuexiang. He originally meant to describe the contents of the lunch box that Dabao Erbao brought to school, to see if his mother could study it. Come out, the green dumplings are a little more difficult, and the egg custard is still a little hopeful.

He learned this to Jiang Yuexiang, "What, green dumplings? Egg custard with a milky flavor? This kid is itchy and itchy, didn't he say he wanted to stay away from the Shen brothers, why? Don't listen to that."

Seeing that his mother was in a hurry, Gao Gao quickly said: "Mom, I really didn't do anything, I just saw Dabao Erbao's lunch box with green dumplings, can you make it for me too, I seem to have a taste. What does that taste like."

I didn't listen to the class in the afternoon of the high temperature, and mind was full of the green dumplings. As long as closed eyes, could see it, and was almost stunned.

Jiang Yuexiang had never heard of anyone having green dumplings. It is quite rare to eat dumplings these days, and green dumplings are even more unheard of. Where can they make them? However, she felt that the color should have been dyed, and it was different from ordinary dumplings. The taste was not the same, and she was too lazy to innovate. If she failed, she would be blind.

So I simply said: "I don't know how to do it. If you like to eat it or not, you will be hungry at night if you don't eat it. You are used to it."

The high temperature was grimacing, no matter how much he snorted, it was useless. Finally, he tried to ask again, "Is that milky egg custard always available?"

Jiang Yuexiang frowned, scratched her head, and thought for a while: "I'll try it that night."

Gao Gao heard his mother's agreement and cheered happily. Although he couldn't eat jade dumplings, it was very good to be able to eat the same "egg custard" as Dabao Erbao.

In the evening, the whole family came to the table and watched Jiang Yuexiang bring a bowl of light yellow egg custard with chopped green onion on it. Grandma Gao pointed at the egg custard and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat this for my eldest grandson."

"Mom, don't care about him, you eat first."

"That's okay, I'm an old bone, and I can't make up for it if I don't eat it. It's just the time for Wen Wen to grow up, so he should eat it."

"You've spoiled him." Jiang Yuexiang said helplessly, saying that in the next generation, high temperature behaved like a school bully at school, and it was all spoiled by the elderly, but after the incident with the Shen brothers, she I also realized how negligent I was in disciplining my children, so I must pay attention to it.

"Okay, let's eat it at high temperature. Do you have to learn to be humble and let the old man know?"

Gao Gao nodded and looked at the bowl of egg custard he dreamed of, but after a look, he realized that something was wrong. The one that Dabao Erbao ate had no chopped green onion, and the milk inside was rich in flavor, smooth in texture and snow-white in color. It is as tender as tofu, like the egg whites that have been peeled off the shell. Why is this bowl yellowish in color and has wasp eyes on it. It is no different from the egg custard have eaten before, and the taste is even more disappointing.

Although he had never eaten the bowl of Dabao Erbao, he was sitting not far away, and the taste he asked about was not like this at all, and the area was far away, and they were two completely different things.

"Mom, why doesn't it smell like milk?"

"I think you smell like milk, you like it or not."

Jiang Yuexiang said impatiently, it would be good if you could do it for him, but this child is still picky, pushing his nose on his face, it smells like milk? Never heard of it at all, can it taste good together?

Grandma Gao asked with concern; "What's the matter, what kind of milky flavor?"

The high temperature reiterated what Dabao Erbao eats. Looking at the ordinary egg custard in front of him, there is absolutely no comparison, and the gap is too big. "This is really different."

"Then you go to school tomorrow and ask them how they do it. Can we do it again when we come back?"

Jiang Yuexiang rolled her eyes and said, "How could he have the face to ask others? He bullied his children the day before yesterday, and had a little conflict with the other's parents. Now the matter is finally resolved, but it's so easy to ask for help. "

Hearing this, Gao Gao felt a little regretful. If he had known that Dabao Erbao's second aunt made such delicious food, he would never bully them no matter how naughty he was. Now he really shoots himself in the foot and can't solve it. .

"Then what should I do now? I really want to eat it." Once the greedy worm came up, it was simply scratching its ears and scratching its cheeks.

"If you have a good relationship with other people's children first, wouldn't I tell you naturally?"

"Well, it looks like this is the only way to go." Gao Gao sighed, when did he become so humble that he wanted to bow his head for a bite.

Jiang Yuexiang remembered when she met the Shen family's parents that day, and she seemed to feel that the other person looked like a person. She seemed to have seen this face before, but she couldn't remember it for the time being, and she didn't know how she did it. The heat at home is so greedy.

The next day, the high temperature was unreasonable, waiting for the bell for lunch, followed the crowd of students from grades 1 to 5 and ran to the cafeteria with their small lunch boxes.

Because yesterday's meal of jade dumplings came down, Dabao Erbao has been promoted to a man of influence in the small canteen. The lunch box of the two is the focus of the students. Other students have told their parents about the green dumplings just like the high temperature. again.

Some parents have never heard of it and don’t believe it at all. Some parents know something, it should be noodles dyed with vegetable juice or something, but it is very troublesome to make, and it wastes vegetables. Not accepted at all.

But there are some parents who try to make it to meet the requirements of their children, but the result is not that taste at all, the color of the dyed dough is uneven, and the dumpling skin can still eat unbroken vegetable residues, and the taste is generally particularly unpalatable. , and the emerald dumplings in the hearts of children are not like that at all.

And they feel that even if the parents make it, it should not be as delicious as the Dabao Erbao and the others.

Today, Dabao Erbao opened his lunch box, and countless pairs of small eyes fell on them again. Today, there are no dumplings in the lunch box, but brightly colored noodles with scallion oil, and there is a very appetizing fried egg on the surface. Serve a glass of tomato juice.

The noodles are very strong, and the smell of scallion oil is particularly fragrant. It is estimated that you can smell it for ten miles. Not to mention that this is just a small dining table. The other eight children sitting on the table are drooling and enduring hard, if the teacher is not watching. They, it is estimated that they may come to grab food.

A child asked: "Dabao Erbao, do you know how the green dumplings were made yesterday? Why did my mother make them for me, too, and they didn't taste good at all. What's the reason?"

Gao Gao also pricked up his ears and listened to it. He wanted to show his goodwill to Dabao Erbao, but there were several classmates around. If they felt embarrassed in public, as for the things their parents researched and made, why are they not delicious? This question is just because he is really embarrassed to ask it, and when others ask it, he pays great attention to it.

"Second aunt did it, and we don't know how."

"Then can your second aunt teach us the method?"

".. this, I'll go back and ask my second aunt first."

Dabao Erbao was surrounded by classmates at a loss. They were used to being isolated for a long time. It was the first time that so many classmates talked to them, and they still used the tone of asking for advice. They sounded very polite. Friendly treatment, it feels unfamiliar, but the taste is very good.

The happiness index on their heads suddenly [+5].

I still remember when I just transferred to this school, other students said they were bastards, and usually avoided them far away, and didn't take them with them to play any games. The two children were sad for a long time. , I didn't expect to get along well with other students, but now they see hope.