What are your memories of Jiaozi?

My favorite food is jiaozi. I remember when I came home from school as a child, as long as I saw my mother wrapping jiaozi, I would always have that kind of wonderful happiness in my eyes. Until the moment I put jiaozi in my mouth, my mood was always cheerful. Jiaozi also made me feel sorry for my father since I was a child, because he always ate the first pot. He always said that jiaozi was salty and light, and we couldn't serve until he finished eating. When it was my mother's turn to eat, there was not much left in jiaozi. In my mind, my mother always eats jiaozi on the cake. Once I asked why I wanted to eat cakes, and my mother's answer was: jiaozi is salty. Obviously not that salty. Later, I found that there was very little left in jiaozi. My mother was busy for several hours and finally ate very little. I admired her and sympathized with her.