Hardcore Chef Dad

Li Fei'er saw that the father and daughter had the same caliber and wanted to keep it a secret, and immediately found it very interesting.

Because this was the first time that her daughter spoke with her father, a smile appeared on Li Fei'er's face: Okay, if you don't tell me, then I won't ask, get in the car and go home.

Yang Xiaoxi and his father looked at each other, and Yang Zhiyi hurriedly opened the rear door to let his wife and daughter get in the car.

He sat in the driver's seat, and waited for the mother and daughter to fasten their seat belts before Yang Zhiyi started the car and slowly drove out of the TV station parking lot, heading towards their home.

On the way, Li Fei'er began to think about what to say to her daughter.

Xixi, did you have fun at Ruoruo's house today? What did you do at Ruoruo's house?

When Yang Xiaoxi heard her mother's question, the little girl immediately spoke happily.

Mom, we passed the menu at Ruoruo's house today, and Feifei and I followed Ruoruo to pass the menu to Father Feng. We passed on a lot of menus until the three of us were very sleepy, so we went upstairs. sleep.

Li Fei'er couldn't help but asked with a smile: Are you guys at Ruoruo's house today, are you just passing on the menu?

Yang Xiaoxi nodded and said, Yes, Mom, you don't know that there are many people in Ruoruo's family today. If Feifei and I didn't help, Ruoruo would not be able to do it alone.

Li Fei'er was also a little surprised: Is that so? There are many people at Ruoruo's house at noon today?

Yang Zhiyi, who was driving in front, also interjected at this time: At noon today, Su Ji can really be described as a sea of ​​people. I feel that the promotion of your TV station will not really show its effect until this weekend.

Li Fei'er said with a smile: There are also some promotions from people who have eaten there.

Yang Zhiyi nodded: Yes, in my circle of friends recently, there are a lot of recommendations about Su Ji's various noodles, and I really admire Chef Feng for making so many toppings.

Li Fei'er said, Actually, the different toppings for the noodles are all derived from some of Su Ji's dishes.

Yang Zhiyi nodded after hearing this: That's right, it feels like the noodles are topped.

After a pause, Yang Zhiyi added: However, Chef Feng slightly changed the toppings. When paired with noodles, they are really more delicious, and they are different from topping noodles.

Li Fei'er nodded from behind: The key is the function of the soup.

Yang Xiaoxi said at this time: Mom, mom, let me tell you, Ruo Ruo told me and Feifei that Father Feng's soup starts to boil very early every day.

Li Fei'er turned her head to look at her daughter again, and asked in surprise, Really?

Yang Xiaoxi nodded: Yes, Ruoruo also said that this morning, Father Feng went shopping alone, and then she got up and ran to the kitchen, where she saw soup being boiled.

Li Fei'er was even more surprised: Oh? Didn't Ruoruo touch those things?

Yang Xiaoxi immediately scolded her mother: Mom, you are stupid, children can't touch those things.

Li Fei'er was reprimanded by her daughter, and stretched out her hand to gently pinch her daughter's little face: You little thing, you've become more and more daring after learning from Ruoruo, dare you say that mother is stupid.

After being pinched by her mother, Yang Xiaoxi immediately complained to her father who was driving in front: Dad, take care of my mother, she pinched my face.

Li Fei'er was amused by her daughter, and then squeezed a few more times and said, Your father doesn't dare to control me, so you will be pinched by your mother.

Yang Xiaoxi was pinched a few more times, and immediately became unhappy: Mom, if you pinch my face again, I won't let Dad eat ribs for you when you come home at night.

Without waiting for Li Fei'er to say something, the daughter directly said the ribs.

Yang Zhiyi, who was driving in front, looked helpless, and said with a wry smile, Xixi, why did you tell the ribs? Didn't we agree to keep it a secret?

When Yang Xiaoxi heard her father say this, she suddenly remembered: Oh, did Xixi tell mom?

Li Feier said with a happy face: Hahaha, you father and daughter still want to hide it from me. I haven't said anything yet, so let me say it myself? Hurry up and tell me, who made these ribs?

Seeing that he had already said it, Yang Zhiyi could only answer: Of course it was made by Chef Feng. Chef Feng said that we can't go to Suji for dinner at night, so he specially packed this pot for us to take home to eat, even the casserole. Give it to us.

Li Fei'er was surprised for a while, and quickly looked forward to see the things on the co-pilot.

How can you trouble Chef Feng like this?

Yang Xiaoxi stretched out his hand to hold his mother and said, Mom, this is what Father Feng gave me and you to eat. Father Feng taught Dad how to make this pork ribs in the afternoon. Dad also said that if we eat ribs at night, we can't eat meat.

Yang Zhiyi, who was driving at this moment, was completely speechless, and his daughter actually said everything in his head.

After hearing what her daughter said, Li Fei'er immediately looked at her husband and said, Father is really good at playing tricks, so he doesn't have to make braised pork for us. It's really too cunning.

Yang Zhiyi hurriedly said: I'm not playing tricks, I promised Xixi, I will make braised pork for you when I have time.

Yang Xiaoxi immediately asked: Dad, you haven't said it yet, when will you do it?

Li Fei'er heard her daughter's words and said with a smile: That's right, my daughter said it all, but you didn't tell her when you would do it.

Yang Xiaoxi then said to her mother: Mom, I asked my father if I could make it tomorrow, but my father said that there are a lot of ribs, and I can't finish them tomorrow. I have to wait until the ribs are finished.

Li Fei'er smiled and said: Okay, let's listen to Dad. After the ribs are finished, let Dad make braised pork for us, and use this casserole that Dad Feng gave.

Yang Zhiyi hurriedly said: Wait a minute, this is wrong, when did I say I finished eating the ribs, so I did it?

Li Fei'er immediately replied: Didn't you tell Xixi? Let's ask Xixi.

Yang Xiaoxi naturally stood by her mother: That's right, Dad, you agreed with Xixi that when we finish eating the ribs, you will cook meat for Xixi and mother.

After being told by the mother and daughter, Yang Zhiyi understood that he was still being calculated after all, and could only accept his fate.

Okay, okay, as long as you two are happy, dad will make braised pork for you.

Seeing what her husband said, Li Fei'er smiled and said, That's right, this is what a good father should look like. Remember, after the ribs are finished, you have to make braised pork for me and Xixi.

Yang Xiaoxi clapped her hands happily: It's great, it's great, we eat meat every day.

Li Feier smiled and said to her daughter: It's not good to always eat meat. We have to eat it with other things. So, after we get home, let Dad fry vegetables for us, okay?

Yang Xiaoxi naturally agreed: Okay, okay.

Yang Zhiyi, who was driving, understood that it was not enough to serve the mother and daughter well with a pot of ribs cooked by Chef Feng tonight.

Yang Zhiyi thought of learning a few small vegetable stir-fries from Feng Yifan, so he immediately agreed: Okay, tonight I will definitely show you two, and let you know that Dad is very good.

Along the way, the family in the car was happy.

Li Fei'er suddenly felt that this kind of atmosphere was really good, allowing her to forget about her troubles at work.

In fact, she worked very hard at the TV station today, and she still had to catch up with the copywriting when she returned home at night.

It was precisely because there was a copy to write that Li Fei'er chose not to go to Suji for dinner, not only because she was worried that she would bring her bad mood to Suji.

The most important thing is that Li Fei'er is worried that she will be delayed in Su Ji until late, and she will have to stay up late to catch up with the copywriting after returning home.

Originally, Li Fei'er thought that tonight he would be alone at home writing the copywriting, and then the father and daughter happily ate at Suji and brought some food for themselves.

But what I didn't expect was that the husband knew that she had to work overtime and had to go home at night to do some paperwork, so he decisively asked to eat at home.

And Yang Zhiyi also said that he wanted to make braised pork for the mother and daughter, the same as Chef Feng.

The moment she heard her husband's words, Li Fei'er was really moved. After many years of marriage, she has the feeling of being cared for by her husband again.

Although Li Fei'er said that there is no need to be so troublesome, but in her heart she very much hoped that her husband would do so.

After get off work, Li Fei'er came down from the upstairs office with tired steps, and saw the father and daughter waiting for her in the lobby of the TV station.

At that moment, Li Fei'er was really moved.

If it wasn't because she was on the TV station and her colleagues went downstairs together, maybe she would really cry on the spot and throw herself into her husband's arms.

Now on the way home, Li Feier chatted and laughed with her husband and daughter, forgot about work and exhaustion, and felt that her whole state suddenly improved, and she actually figured out some problems in the copywriting.

After driving back to the community, Yang Zhiyi asked the mother and daughter to get out of the car before driving into the underground garage.

Xixi, you and mom get out of the car first, and bring this dish with you, otherwise, if dad drives out of the garage, he will spill this dish.

Li Fei'er also agreed: Well, let's get off here, just walk in, and be careful when you go down and park.

Yang Zhiyi agreed: Okay, don't worry.

Yang Xiaoxi got out of the car with her mother, and then watched her mother open the passenger seat and lift the ribs.

The little girl hurriedly reminded: Mom, you have to support it from below.

Yang Zhiyi also said: Yes, let's support it below, otherwise the bag may not be able to bear the weight.

Li Fei'er stretched out her hands to support the bottom, and she was also a little surprised: It's still quite heavy.

Yang Zhiyi smiled and said: That's right, there is a casserole full of ribs, and there is still the weight of the casserole. Be careful when you go in. I will park the car first, and I will eat it when I get home.

Yang Xiaoxi waved to his father: Dad, you must be careful when driving.

Li Fei'er said: Go to the car and park quickly, just thinking about eating.

Because she was carrying the food, Li Fei'er said to her daughter: Xixi, close the door for Dad.

Yang Xiaoxi immediately pushed the car door hard.

Yang Zhiyi drove into the parking lot, while Li Fei'er took her daughter into the community through the gate.

Because the community is all parked in the underground garage, there is no need to worry about encountering vehicles when walking in the community, and Li Fei'er can rest assured that her daughter will follow behind her.

Along the way, I met many people in the community, and they all greeted the mother and daughter very warmly.

After all, Li Fei'er is considered a star in Huaicheng, and she is still somewhat famous.

Xixi's mother is off work? Xixi seems to have grown taller.

Hi Xixi, Miss Fei'er.

Miss Fei'er is off work? Xixi is really getting more and more beautiful.

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Li Fei'er would respond with a smile to neighbors' friendly greetings, and would also ask her daughter to call someone.

Yang Xiaoxi is also very polite, and when she sees people in the community, she will call for them.

The mother and daughter walked this way, and many people in the community saw it, and many people's eyes were full of envy.

Look at the mother and daughter, they are really very temperamental.

That's right, Li Fei'er has temperament. She looks pretty on TV, but in real life she looks prettier than on TV.

Her daughter is also a beauty embryo, and she will definitely be beautiful when she grows up.

With such a mother, my daughter's development will definitely go smoothly in the future.

That's not necessarily true, my daughter may not be able to take the path of acting.

I think Xixi's temperament, if she sings and performs in the future, it will definitely be very good.

That's why other people's children like it.

It's too early to say these things, he's still a child, he hasn't gone to primary school, okay?

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There are always people who like to talk about others behind their backs. There are good things to say and bad things to say. However, what is said behind the scenes is often not heard by the person involved, so Li Fei'er seldom cares.

After all, everyone just lives in the same community, nodding and smiling when meeting each other, and greetings are nothing more than that.

The mother and daughter walked into the elevator room of their building, but when the elevator came up, Yang Zhiyi was actually standing in the elevator.

Yang Xiaoxi was a little surprised and ran into the elevator: Dad, why are you so fast?

Li Fei'er followed into the elevator and couldn't help but said, Are you really afraid that my daughter and I will steal food behind your back?

Yang Zhiyi said with a serious face: No way, I was worried that you would get tired after holding it for too long. I came here to help you. This casserole is really heavy.

While talking, Yang Zhiyi has taken the initiative to take it.

Li Fei'er also rolled her eyes when she saw this: Okay, then take it, you must have tasted it when you were at Ruoruo's house? Is it delicious?

Yang Xiaoxi immediately said: Mom, we haven't eaten.

Li Fei'er was a little surprised: Haven't eaten it? Haven't you tasted it?

Yang Zhiyi said very seriously: The dishes made by Chef Feng are of course for our family to eat together, so how can my daughter and I eat first when you are not around?

At first Li Fei'er felt a little moved, but when she saw her husband's serious expression, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Seeing his wife laughing, Yang Zhiyi asked seriously, What are you laughing at? I'm telling the truth.

Li Fei'er tried her best to suppress her smile and said, Okay, I believe it.

Yang Xiaoxi took her mother's hand and said, Mom, let's eat together later, Xixi believes that the dishes made by Feng's father must be delicious.

Li Feier responded to her daughter with a smile: Of course, Father Feng of Xixi is the most powerful chef.

This night, although they were not able to eat at Suji, Yang Xiaoxi's family still tasted the delicacy cooked by Feng's father at home, and the small home was filled with happiness.