彩灯闪烁的班里,摆着一个热气腾腾的小锅儿,周围散坐着几个刚从营院附近巡逻回来的战士。我快步走到锅前,绿油油的汤水咕嘟咕嘟翻滚着。我正纳闷:这……饺子呢?只见身旁的班长在锅里搅动了几下,捞起的竟是不同程度破损的饺子皮儿。“班长,这南方的饺子和北方饺子差别这么大吗?竟然没有馅儿?”班长是南方人,比我还要小几岁,我便调侃道。 Lantern flashing class, put on a steaming pot, surrounded by a few scattered just patrolling back from the camp near the soldiers. I quickly walked to the pot, green soup gulp tumbled. I was wondering: This ... dumplings? I saw the squad leader beside stirring in the pot a few times, picked up was actually varying degrees of damaged dumplings children. “Squad leader, this southern dumplings and the difference between the North dumplings so big? Did not even stuffing? ” Squad leader is a southerner, I was a little younger than I, I quipped.