Hardcore Chef Dad

Little Feng Ruoruo was walking on the old street, holding grandma's hand on the left and mother's hand on the right, and the little girl chatted with grandma and mother along the way.

Grandma, do you know? The children who didn't come to our kindergarten yesterday will definitely regret it today.

Hearing Feng Ruoruo's words, Su Ruoxi couldn't help reminding her daughter: Ruoruo, the kid didn't come to the house yesterday, so you can't just hate him, you still want to play with him, you know?

Feng Ruoruo turned to look at her mother and said, Ruoruo knows that the children actually want to come to our house, but their parents won't let them come.

Grandma said on the other side: Yes, their parents may think that they don't want to trouble us, and don't want Ruoruo's father to be embarrassed, so they don't let them come to our house to play.

Su Ruoxi also went on to say: So, if Ruoruo is in the kindergarten, don't always talk about daddy's snacks, okay?

When Feng Ruoruo heard her mother say this, she asked a little puzzled, Why?

Mom explained seriously: Because the dim sum made by Dad is for Ruoruo to eat, not for sale, if Ruo Ruo thinks Dad's dim sum is delicious, you can tell Dad to let Dad continue to make it.

But if Ruoruo tells the children, the parents of the children will feel that Ruoruo is deliberately selling snacks for their father.

Feng Ruoruo still didn't quite understand her mother's explanation, so the little girl pouted and said, But mom, daddy's dim sum is delicious.

In Feng Ruoruo's mind, since Dad makes delicious snacks, why can't he tell other children? The little girl couldn't understand. And she thinks that children also find it delicious?

Seeing that her daughter didn't seem to understand very well, Su Ruoxi was also a little distressed, as if she couldn't explain clearly to her daughter.

Instead, Lu Cuiling thought about it, smiled and said to her little granddaughter, Ruoruo, in fact, Mom doesn't mean that the dim sum made by Dad is not good, but wants to tell you that Dad works very hard. If many children ask Dad to make dim sum , Dad will work harder.

So if it's not that you don't want your father to work very, very hard?

This time, little Feng Ruoruo understood, and hurriedly said to grandma: If you don't want dad, it's very hard.

Lu Cuiling nodded and said: Yes, so, let's not let the children always think about Dad's dim sum, so that they won't ask Dad to buy it, and Dad won't have to work hard to make more dim sum.

Feng Ruoruo nodded, then thought about it and said, Grandma, can Ruoruo share snacks with the children?

Lu Cuiling said with a smile, Of course it is. If Ruo Ruo is a good boy who knows how to share delicious food with the children, it is of course possible. But Ruo Ruo wants to tell the children that Dad's dim sum is not for sale, right?

Feng Ruoruo finally nodded happily: Okay, Ruoruo knows, Ruoruo won't let the children buy snacks at home.

Although what the mother-in-law said was a little bit different from what Su Ruoxi wanted to tell her daughter.

But Su Ruoxi also understands that what she said is too complicated for her daughter. Now my daughter has also promised that she will not let the children buy snacks at home, and she has achieved her ultimate goal.

What grandma and mother said to Feng Ruoruo on the road, the little girl did listen to some of it.

Although the little girl still can't understand the truth, but when the children in the kindergarten yelled to go home to buy snacks, Feng Ruoruo decisively refused.

My father doesn't sell dim sum. If you want to eat the dim sum made by my father, Teacher Fang will ask you to bring it next time. I will bring it for everyone to eat together.

Hearing what Feng Ruoruo said, the children who couldn't go to Feng Ruoruo's house yesterday were naturally very disappointed.

Then the children who went there yesterday couldn't help but show off.

You didn't go to Ruoruo's house yesterday, and you didn't eat the snacks made by Ruoruo's father.

That's right, the dim sum made by Ruoruo's father is delicious.

Well, it's fruity, and it tastes rusty.

It's really delicious.

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I heard the descriptions from the children who have been there, and the eyes of the children who have not been there are very anxious, and then I can only ask Feng Ruoruo if I can go to her house to have some snacks today.

Feng Ruoruo thought about what grandma and mother said on the road, and said seriously: Yes, but your parents must allow you to go.

Saying this, some children's faces suddenly collapsed, feeling that their parents would not agree.

At this time, another child asked: Ruoruo, does your father really not sell dim sum?

Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, That's right, my father doesn't sell dim sum, he makes it for me to eat, and then I bring it to the kindergarten for everyone to eat together, so I don't sell it.

The child who asked the question was very disappointed: Well, I still want my mother to buy it for me.

But at this time, Liu Zihao suddenly said: You can buy it. My mother took me to another store to buy it yesterday. There are delicious cakes and biscuits. You can buy them in other stores.

When Liu Zihao said this, a group of children seemed to have opened up a new world.

The children chattered one by one, and began to talk about what stores they had been to with their parents and what kind of snacks and candies they had bought.

Feng Ruoruo's side quickly fell into the cold, only Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei remained by their good friends.

When the children didn't ask Feng Ruoruo to buy snacks, the little girl also felt relieved.

Yang Xiaoxi was a little strange, and asked in a low voice: Ruoruo, why doesn't Uncle Feng sell dim sum?

Feng Ruoruo said softly to the two good friends: Because Dad is very hard. Dad has to cook and make me snacks. It's very hard. If everyone goes to buy it, Dad will work even harder.

At this moment, in Feng Ruoruo's heart, not to make father suffer is the first request.

Hearing Feng Ruoruo's words, Chen Yaofei nodded and said, Uncle Feng is very hardworking. My grandparents also said that Uncle Feng is very hardworking, and he is so good that he can run a restaurant by himself.

Yang Xiaoxi thought for a while and then asked in a low voice: Ruoruo, can Feifei and I let Uncle Feng make some snacks?

When Feng Ruoruo heard her good friend's questioning, she first looked around carefully to make sure that no other children were paying attention this time.

The little girl said to the two children very softly: Yes, Xixi and Feifei can go to my house to get some snacks. Dad will be three children, it will not be very hard.

If Feng Yifan was here, he might feel dumbfounded when he heard what his daughter said.

In the daughter's mind, it is not hard for dad to make dim sum for three people. If there are more, then dad will have to work hard.

In fact, this concept was also on the way to the kindergarten. After Feng Ruoruo asked grandma, grandma told her little granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo didn't quite remember what grandma said at that time.

But the little girl remembered that grandma said: Dad will not be very hard to make snacks for her, Xixi, and Feifei. So I can let Xixi and Feifei continue to eat the snacks made by my father with me.

As for the other children in the kindergarten, she can only wait for Teacher Fang to allow her to bring snacks, and then share Dad's snacks with other children.