在我小时候,包子和饺子都是属于奢侈的食物,只有在逢年过节时才有希望吃到。那时候,我还年轻的父亲手里提着一袋面粉回家时,总喜欢大叫一声:“面粉来啦!”这是我童年记忆里最为美好的声音。然后,我父亲用肥皂将脸盆洗干净,把面粉倒入脸盆,再加上水,他就开始用力地揉起了面粉。我的工作就是使劲地按住脸盆,让它不要被父亲的力气掀翻。我父亲高大强壮,他揉面粉时显得十分有力,我就是使出全身的力气按住脸盆,脸盆仍然在桌上不停地跳动,将桌子拍得“咯咯”直响。这时候,我父亲就会问我:“你猜一猜,今天我们 When I was a kid, buns and dumplings were all extravagant foods that I hoped for only during the holidays. At that time, when I was returning to home with a bag of flour, my young father always liked to shout: ”Flour is coming!“ This is the most beautiful voice in my childhood memory. Then my father washed the washbasin with soap, poured the flour into the washbasin and, together with the water, began to forcefully rub the flour. My job is to hold down the washbasin so that it is not overturned by my father’s strength. My father was tall and strong. He was very powerful when he kneaded the flour. I just took the strength of the whole body and pressed the washbasin. The washbasin still kept beating on the table and the table was clattering. At this time, my dad would ask me: ”You guessed, we are today