Hardcore Chef Dad

Feng Ruoruo carried the cookies sent by her father, and when she walked to a place that her father couldn't see, she quietly looked back at the door of the kindergarten.

When she saw that her father was also very happy to say hello to the uncle guard and leave, the little girl seemed to be relieved a lot, and she quickly ran to the class happily.

Entering the class, under the guidance of Teacher Fang, the children who continued to draw together all raised their heads instantly.

Then almost all the children's eyes were focused on the plastic bag in Feng Ruoruo's hand.

With the experience of fruit-flavored marshmallows yesterday, today's children are also looking forward to the snacks that Feng Ruoruo's father sent.

In front of everyone's eyes, Feng Ruoruo took off his shoes at the door of the class, and walked straight to Teacher Fang with the lunch box struttingly.

Then, Feng Ruoruo handed the lunch box to Teacher Fang: Teacher, my father said that you should keep it. Today we have to wait for the nap before we can eat it, and we are not allowed to steal it in advance.

Teacher Fang looked at the plastic bag that Feng Ruoruo handed in front of him, and was a little surprised that the little girl would be so self-conscious.

After being stunned for a moment, Teacher Fang reached out and took the lunch box that Feng Ruoruodi gave her, and said with a smile, Okay, today, the teacher must keep this well, and won't let other children get it quietly.

Hearing Teacher Fang's words, almost all the children looked at Liu Zihao.

The latter was regarded as a typical example by the children in the class, and he was also a little unhappy, and immediately argued for himself.

I, I didn't want to eat in advance yesterday, it was Feng Ruoruo who told me not to eat it, so I sneaked out to get it. Today, today...

When the little boy said this, he couldn't go on. He seemed to want to say that he would not eat it today, but thinking of the delicious marshmallows yesterday, the little boy was obviously reluctant to eat it.

In the end, the little boy could only blushed and asked Feng Ruoruo, Can I eat with everyone today?

Feng Ruoruo first thought about it seriously with a small face, and then quietly glanced at the child who was pushed down in the morning.

When Liu Zihao found Feng Ruoruo looking at Liu Yan who was knocked down by him in the morning, he was a little worried, and his little head slowly lowered.

But Feng Ruoruo suddenly smiled and said, You can eat together, Liu Zihao, you didn't bully our girls today, we can all eat together.

When Liu Zihao heard that they could eat together, he raised his head abruptly, the tears that were already soaking in his eyes did not roll down in the end.

Well, thank you Feng Ruoruo, I won't bully your girls in the future, we can play together in the future.

Teacher Fang did not expect that the usually arrogant and domineering Liu Zihao would be surrendered by Feng Ruoruo. Now the little boy has obviously become more obedient, and he really did not bully the girls in the class this morning.

Teacher Fang looked at Feng Ruoruo and the lunch box in his hand, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: Sure enough, the power of food is huge.

Many times, children's ideas are relatively simple.

After all, at Feng Ruoruo's age, they didn't have too many weird ideas, they just thought about eating and playing.

Liu Zihao used to bully the girls in the class, and he thought it was fun. Now, in order to eat the delicious snacks from Feng Ruoruo's father, Liu Zihao no longer cares about bullying the girls in the class.

For Feng Ruoruo, the little girl's idea was simpler, she just hoped that the girls would not be bullied.

The little girl thinks that everyone in the class is good friends, they can play together, and they can also eat all kinds of delicious food made by Dad.

Then, Teacher Fang asked Feng Ruoruo to go back and sit down and let the children continue to draw.

While the children were drawing, Teacher Fang couldn't help but open the plastic bag and glanced at the transparent lunch box inside.

Just a glance, Teacher Fang saw the inside of the lunch box, neatly arranged like biscuits.

On the square biscuit, all kinds of petals and leaves are stuck, which is really very beautiful.

Yesterday a cute and delicious marshmallow in cat's paw style, today a biscuit with vibrant petals and leaves.

Teacher Fang couldn't help feeling that Feng Ruoruo's father was a very caring father, and everything he did for his daughter was exquisite.

Thinking of this, Teacher Fang was also a little jealous of Feng Ruoruo, for having such a good father.

The children finally drew all the pictures, and handed them over to Teacher Fang to see.

In Feng Ruoruo's painting, after she came back, in addition to the original grandfather, mother, father, Feng Ruoruo, two more villains joined to form a big family.

And everyone stood in front of a big house with trees, water, and flowers and plants, and there was a plaque on the big house.

There were strange symbols on the plaque. Teacher Fang guessed that it might be that Feng Ruoruo could not write, so he drew an old plaque with Su Ji as imagined.

But with the two extra little people, Mr. Fang still couldn't guess who it was?

However, Teacher Fang did not ask, but returned the painting to Feng Ruoruo, and continued to look at the paintings of the children behind.

Looking at the pictures one by one, in fact, the children's drawings are not very good, but each child draws very seriously and expresses various ideas in their hearts.

For kindergarten children, this is actually enough, let them draw as much as they want without disturbing and affecting them.

After reading the children's paintings one by one, Teacher Fang stood up and clapped his hands and said to the children, Okay, everyone remember to put the paintings away, and when your parents come to pick you up, you can take them back to show them to your parents. ,OK?

The children immediately responded in unison: Okay.

Then, Teacher Fang led the children to sing a nursery rhyme.

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Feng Yifan rushed back happily all the way, and his relationship with his daughter gradually increased, which made him feel extremely happy.

At the same time, he is also determined to grasp this feeling well and hold it tightly.

Back at the restaurant, in addition to Meng Shitong and the others, there were also a group of old diners who came for lunch, including several owners of other shops on the old street.

Brother Yang, Brother Wang, Sister Zhang, Uncle Li, are you coming for lunch too?

Yang Zhigang said with a smile: Of course, we used to come to Su Ji for lunch at noon. Later, Uncle Rong became ill. We had no choice but to deal with it casually.

Among the couple selling rice wine, her husband Wang Chaodong also said, No, it's your sister-in-law cooking all this time, that taste...

Just saying this, Wang Chaodong realized that he was going to make a mistake and quickly stopped, but it was still too late.

His wife, Zhang Cuifeng, had already grabbed her ears, and then twisted: Okay, don't you despise the old lady's craftsmanship? Then you can make it yourself, Yifan, and you are not allowed to sell food to him in the future.

Wang Chaodong hurriedly apologized to his wife: My wife, I was wrong, you have a lot, please spare me this time.

Hahaha……

A burst of laughter echoed through the diner.

At noon in Su Ji Restaurant, diners, regardless of who they knew each other, would sit at the table, chatting and laughing, while waiting for Feng Yifan's fried rice and noodles.

Su Jinrong, who was sitting in front of the store bathing in the sun, and Su Ruoxi, who was sitting beside her father, also had smiles on their faces.

This is what Su Ji should look like at noon, and it is the normal state of small restaurants in a market place like Old Street.