The difference between favoring boys over girls in rural areas and grandchildren is very, very different. Because my grandmother's house is only 100 meters away from my grandmother's house, I often go to my grandmother's house to help me catch sparrows and teach me to catch eels when I was a child. I think the most valuable furniture in my grandmother's house is the cupboard (kitchen cabinet) full of infinite mystery. There is always a plug-in tip on it. Every time I go to my grandmother's house, I have to find a way to jump up and see what's delicious inside, but there is almost nothing fresh except pickles and edamame. Until one day, I saw a large bowl of wontons in it, so I begged my grandmother to eat wontons. My grandmother said that the wontons would not be eaten if they were rotten, and they would have diarrhea after eating them. Although I was naughty, I was also an obedient and good child. My grandmother also did it for my goodness, so I didn't want to eat them anymore...

But not long after, my cousin (her grandson) who was so dying, came at this time. Grandma gave the bowl of wontons to my brother in front of me, but I didn't eat any of them. I suddenly realized something. It was really called Tiansha. I cried like a pig and cried until the sky was dark. I ran back to my house a hundred meters away while howling. Grandma hugged me at the door and comforted me. After learning the reason, she kindly placed her index finger at me and placed it between her lips, signaling me not to cry anymore, so that my mother would know that she would be sad. She came to wrap the wontons.

I was given a virtuous and kind old man. Although she was not educated, she was very respected in the village. When I was a child, I always lie on her legs and fell asleep whenever I was tired of playing. This time I didn’t eat the wontons from my grandmother’s house. She didn’t say anything. She silently took out the flour and pickles and fryed two eggs, mixed the chopped eggs into the washed pickles and made fillings, poured some flour out and rubbed them hard to roll the dough. After a while, she wrapped the wontons, which were the best and most delicious wontons baked in my mark.
Chapter completed!