Hardcore Chef Dad

Feng Ruoruo's words in a daze in his sleep broke the embarrassment between Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ruoruo smacked the little mouth in a daze and muttered, Well, um, I want to eat meat, I want my father to make it, um...

While talking, the little guy was still chewing in his mouth, as if he was really eating barbecue in his dream.

Seeing this situation, Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi looked at each other, almost at the same time, they both showed a smile.

Su Ruoxi hesitated for a while and said, If you want to eat meat, you can think of a way. It has the taste of barbecue, but it can't have as many ingredients as barbecue. If you eat too much, it will not be good.

Feng Yifan was stunned for a second, then nodded and agreed, Okay, I will find a way.

After that, Su Ruoxi turned around and carried her daughter upstairs, walked to the corner of the stairs, stopped and said to the following: Don't worry about the barbecue, you can take your time.

After saying this, Su Ruoxi hurried upstairs with her daughter in her arms.

Feng Yifan stood at the entrance of the stairs, thinking about his wife's last words, was it so strange for a while?

But without giving him much time to think about it, the father-in-law in the wheelchair coughed.

Feng Yifan's thoughts were pulled back, and he quickly turned around and said to his father-in-law, Dad, I'm sorry, I lost my mind, come on, I'll carry you up.

He carried his father-in-law back upstairs, and when he passed his wife and daughter's room, he vaguely heard his daughter's voice inside.

The little girl seemed to wake up because she was put on the bed, and asked in a daze: Mom, is Dad leaving?

Su Ruoxi in the room replied softly to her daughter: Don't worry, Dad, he won't leave, you can sleep well, Dad must promise that he will not leave again, and will take good care of Ruoruo and Grandpa.

After receiving such an answer from her mother, Feng Ruoruo finally felt at ease, and muttered before falling asleep again: And mother.

Feng Yifan listened to the conversation between the mother and daughter, and hurriedly carried his father-in-law back to his room.

After putting my father-in-law on the bed, when I was about to fetch water to scrub my father-in-law, my father-in-law held him with an inflexible hand.

Su Jinrong pointed to the small refrigerator in his room: Go, last, down...

Feng Yifan finds it strange? But according to his father-in-law's wishes, he ran over to open the small refrigerator and pulled open the bottom drawer.

After opening the drawer, Feng Yifan was surprised to see several small pots of the same size in a row.

On the bed, Su Jinrong said again, Do, cook, meat.

Feng Yifan was shocked and turned to look at his father-in-law on the bed. He didn't expect his father-in-law to take these out.

These small earthenware pots are filled with the old brine that Su Ji has used for many years to make meat.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yifan thought of the pork knuckles he bought, and in the morning he had removed the bones and marinated them in the back kitchen.

It seems that the father-in-law observed this and knew that he was going to cook meat.

Crystal meat, it is a cold dish at a real state banquet, and it is also a very classic Huaiyang dish.

Whether the meat can be cooked well depends on the selection of materials, and the other focus is on the old stew.

If there is no old brine added, the meat can also be made, but the taste will definitely be much inferior.

And Su Ji's old brine is passed down from generation to generation by Su Ji. It can be said to be the secret recipe of Su Ji, and it is one of the keys for the Su family's cook to participate in the state banquet.

During Feng Yifan's previous years in Su Ji, Su Jinrong never took out these things.

In the previous life, Feng Yifan also tried to prepare Su Ji Lao Lu, but he still failed to restore it completely.

At this moment, looking at the small pots in front of him, Feng Yifan felt a weight, a weight of inheritance.

Su Jinrong on the bed tried his best to say, No,

Don't, betray, be negative.

The words don't disappoint struck Feng Yifan's heart heavily, and he knew very well what his father-in-law was trying to say.

It is a hope that Feng Yifan will not live up to the signboard of Su Ji.

But more importantly, these four words are to let Feng Yifan not let down the trust of his wife and daughter, as well as his father-in-law.

Feng Yifan stood up, walked to the bedside, looked at his father-in-law seriously, and bowed deeply to his father-in-law.

Master, don't worry, I will never fail you.

Rest assured, Dad, I will never fail Ruoxi and Ruoruo again.

Separated into two sentences and used two titles, Feng Yifan also showed everything to his father-in-law and his sincerity.

Su Jinrong nodded, then lay on the bed and said nothing more.

Feng Yifan, on the other hand, quickly fetched water to scrub his father-in-law, and then put his father-in-law into lighter and looser clothes. After letting his father-in-law sleep soundly, he lightly left the room.

As for the small clay pots, Feng Yifan did not take them down now, because the meat still needs to be marinated for three days, so he is not in a hurry now.

Walking lightly on the second floor of the diner, Feng Yifan subconsciously approached the door as he passed his wife and daughter's room again.

Feng Yifan was about to hear if there was any movement inside the door, but the door of the room was pulled open from the inside.

Su Ruoxi, who was holding a thin towel and quilt, went out, almost bumping into Feng Yifan who was near the door.

Su Ruoxi opened her mouth to exclaim, but remembering that both her father and daughter were asleep, she quickly lowered her voice and stared at her husband in front of her with beautiful eyes.

The wife's eyes were full of doubts and resentment, as if she was asking Feng Yifan why he ran to the door quietly?

Facing his wife's gaze, Feng Yifan quickly explained softly, I, I just want to see, are you and Ruoruo sleeping?

Su Ruoxi took a step back, put the towel in her hand to her husband, and answered in a low voice, I'm all asleep, you can go to sleep too, don't forget that Dad said that you were not allowed to come up.

Feng Yifan held the towel and quilt, opened his mouth and smiled: Okay, I won't come up, good night.

Su Ruoxi nodded: Well, good night.

After saying good night to each other, the two of them didn't move, just stared at each other in front of the door.

After a long time, Su Ruoxi glared and said, Why don't you go down to sleep? You are still busy tomorrow. Go down and sleep well.

Feng Yifan responded and said, I know, you go back first, if you close the door, I'll go down.

But Su Ruoxi said seriously: You go down first, it's so dark after I'm closed, if you fall, do you want me to serve you?

Even though his wife's words were impolite, the concern was palpable.

Feng Yifan immediately agreed: Okay, then I'll go down, good night.

This time Su Ruoxi didn't respond, but waited for her husband to go downstairs. Naturally, Feng Yifan could only turn around obediently, and looked back with some reluctance before going downstairs under the gaze of his wife.

When her husband disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, the corner of Su Ruoxi's mouth rose slightly, forming a beautiful arc.

Turning back to the room, closing the door, Su Ruoxi went to bed with a happy mood.

Feng Yifan, who went downstairs, took out the bedding from the storage room downstairs and laid it on the floor of the small restaurant. He also lay down, covered with the towel quilt given by his wife, and couldn't help but sniffed lightly, a faint fragrance emanated from the quilt.

It should be what his wife usually uses. Thinking of this, Feng Yifan put the towel in his arms and fell asleep with a satisfied smile on his face.