莜面卷

我从小就喜欢吃莜面卷，妈妈爱吃，姥姥也爱吃。姥姥是西北人，有一手搓莜面卷的好功夫，而且她还有一件宝物——搓面石，这可是姥姥的姥姥傳下来的，用它搓出来的莜面卷分外香甜，让人回味无穷。

小时候，每次全家一起吃莜面卷，我都非常开心。大家聊着天，在热气腾腾的笼屉里夹起面卷，蘸足沙葱羊肉卤后放到嘴里，吃得满嘴流油。忙活了半天的姥姥看着我们，笑眯眯地说：“一家人在一起，多温暖。”虽然那时的我无法完全理解“温暖”的含义，但总喜欢看着姥姥搓莜面卷。

搓莜面卷是姥姥的绝活儿，谁都学不来。她先把滚烫的开水浇在莜面粉上，然后用手快速和成一个面团。搓莜面卷也要趁热，这样好成型，不易断。姥姥把莜面团先滚成一根拇指粗细的条，然后左手拿着条，右手揪下一块面，放到搓面石上，右手手掌一按一撮，一条小“长龙”便出现了。再用食指和中指夹住“小长龙”的末端，一提一绕，一个漂亮的莜面卷诞生！我在一旁不停地鼓掌惊叹，好像在观赏一次艺术创作！我跃跃欲试，也闹着要搓一个，姥姥微笑着用烫得红彤彤的手拉着我，轻声说：“莫烫着俺娃，等俺娃长大了，姥姥再教哟。”我使劲儿点点头，看着笑眯眯的姥姥。留有余温的面卷光溜溜的，每一个都那么温暖。

就这样，吃着香喷喷的莜面卷，伴着最美好的记忆，过了一年又一年。

我一天天长大，姥姥却一天天衰老，身体大不如从前。虽然她总跟我说：“鬓微霜，又何妨？”但我还是很担心。今年春节，姥姥病倒了，发着高烧，三天没怎么吃东西。我愁眉紧锁，突然看到厨房里锃亮的搓面石，我一拍脑袋，有了！我先烧好一壶开水，然后把滚烫的开水浇在莜面上，学着姥姥的样子和着面，虽然被烫得哇哇叫，但我咬牙坚持……把面团滚成条，揪一块，手掌按下去，使劲一撮……“小长龙”并没有出现。也许是太用力了？我不断摸索着，终于搓了一屉高高低低、横七竖八的莜面卷。

当我用同样烫得红彤彤的双手端着一碗莜面卷送到姥姥的床前时，姥姥怔怔地抬头望着我，泪流满面。她竟然大口大口地吃起来了！看着冒着热气的莜面卷，我也泪眼模糊，恍惚中，我好像又回到了小时候——姥姥搓着莜面卷，她在笑，我在闹，她拉着我的手：“莫烫着俺娃，等俺娃长大了，姥姥再教哟……”

莜面卷和家人的温暖，我会永远记得。

英语翻译：

I have liked to eat noodle rolls since I was a child, my mother loves it, and my grandma also loves it. My grandma is from the Northwest. She has a good skill in rubbing noodles with her hands. She also has a treasure—the rubbing stone, which is handed down by my grandma’s grandmother. The noodle rolls made with it are very sweet and make people feel good. Endless aftertaste.

When I was young, every time the whole family ate noodle rolls together, I was very happy. Everyone was chatting, picking up the noodle rolls in the steaming cage, dipping the scallion and mutton gravy and putting them in their mouths. The mouth was greasy. My grandmother, who had been busy for a long time, looked at us and said with a smile: "It's so warm as a family." Although I couldn't fully understand the meaning of "warmness" at that time, I always liked watching my grandma rub the dough.

Rubbing noodle rolls is grandma's unique job, and no one can learn it. She pours hot boiling water on the flour, and then quickly mixes it into a dough with her hands. The noodle rolls should also be hot, so that they will form well and will not break easily. Grandma first rolled the dough into a thumb-thick strip, and then held the strip with her left hand, grabbed a piece of noodles with her right hand, and placed it on the rubbing stone. With a pinch of her right palm, a small "long dragon" appeared. Then use your index and middle fingers to clamp the end of the "little long dragon", and with one touch, a beautiful noodle roll is born! I kept applauding and admiring, as if watching an artistic creation! I was eager to try and clamored for a rub. My grandma smiled and held me with a red hot hand, and whispered: "Don't burn my baby. When my baby grows up, grandma will teach you again." I nodded vigorously. , Looking at the smiling grandma. The surface with the remaining warmth is smooth, and each one is so warm.

In this way, eating delicious noodle rolls, accompanied by the best memories, year after year.

I grow up day by day, but my grandmother is aging day by day, and my body is not as good as before. Although she always said to me, "Why?" But I was still worried. During the Spring Festival this year, my grandmother fell ill with a high fever and didn't eat much for three days. I frowned, and suddenly saw the bright rubbing stones in the kitchen, I slapped my head, yes! I first boiled a pot of boiling water, and then poured hot boiling water on the noodles, learning the way my grandma looked like and touching the noodles. Although it was so hot, I gritted my teeth and insisted... Roll the dough into a strip and grab a piece. The palm was pressed down, and a pinch... "Little Long Dragon" did not appear. Maybe it was too hard? I kept groping and finally rubbed a stack of high and low noodle rolls.

When I brought a bowl of noodle rolls to my grandma's bed with the same hot red hands, my grandma looked up at me startledly, tears streaming down her face. She actually ate it with big mouthfuls! Looking at the steaming noodle rolls, my tears were blurred and my eyes were in a daze. I seemed to be back when I was a child-my grandma rubbed the noodle rolls, she was laughing, I was making trouble, she took my hand: "Mo Burn my baby, wait until my baby grows up, grandma will teach you again..."

I will always remember the noodle rolls and the warmth of my family.