Chapter 273： 1 piece of regular Sachima

When Liu Zihao came to Su Ji again, the little boy was stunned when he walked in, because the restaurant in front of him was different from the last time he visited.

After entering the door, Liu Zihao turned around again, raised his head and took a closer look. He was sure that there seemed to be nothing wrong, and the little boy returned to the restaurant.

Feng Ruoruo looked at Liu Zihao coming in, going out, and then coming in again, feeling very strange: "Why do you come in, go out and come back in like this? Are you looking for something missing?"

After returning to his senses, Liu Zihao looked at Feng Ruoruo and asked, "Is this your restaurant?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded: "Of course it is."

Liu Zihao went on to say: "But coming today is different from the last time I came with grandma."

Chen Yaofei immediately replied softly: "Because Ruoruo's restaurant, the table was replaced, the big round table you came to last time, the table is just changed on Saturday."

Liu Zihao was a little curious after hearing this: "Why do you want to change the table?"

Yang Xiaoxi said, "Because Ruoruo's table used to be so many people couldn't do it. Now it can sit a lot of people like this."

Liu Zihao looked at it carefully and said, "No, the restaurant is still this big, the same as before."

This time Feng Ruoruo explained: “The table used to be too big and people who didn’t know had to sit together, but now it’s a small table where everyone can sit separately. My dad said this would allow more people to eat.”

After listening to the explanations of the three little girls, Liu Zihao nodded and said, "Oh, then this is indeed Feng Ruoruo's house."

The three girls said in unison: "Of course it is."

Like Liu Zihao, after his mother Du Jiayi walked in, she looked like a child, carefully observing everything in the restaurant.

Du Jiayi naturally knew that this was the restaurant on TV, and also knew that the tables in the restaurant had been replaced.

But even if the tables are changed, the old-fashioned feel in the restaurant remains the same.

So Du Jiayi stepped into the restaurant and soon felt that he was incompatible with the restaurant. Especially her dressing makes her feel that it would be very eye-catching to enter such a restaurant.

This was the first time that Du Jiayi felt a little bit ashamed.

It was just that Du Jiayi was slightly uncomfortable for a while, and soon she was indifferent again, swaggering to find a table and sit down.

"Son, come here."

Liu Zihao heard his mother call himself, although he still wanted to play with the three little girls, but he didn't dare not listen to his mother, so he could only rush to her mother's side.

"Mom, are we going to eat here tonight?"

Du Jiayi thought about what his son said, nodded and said: "Well, you are so good, then we will eat here today, and we can go back after dinner. Dad won't come back anyway."

After hearing this, Liu Zihao said happily, "Yeah, my mother is so nice."

When Du Jiayi heard his son's words, he immediately became happy: "If you let you stay for dinner, you will feel that your mother is good. If you are not allowed to stay for dinner, will you feel that your mother is not good?"

Liu Zihao hurriedly squeezed close to his mother: "Mom is always the best."

So happy to be coaxed by his son, Du Jiayi greeted Su Ruoxi, the proprietress, to order.

In fact, Su Ruoxi had already noticed the moment the mother walked in, because the mother's dress was too garish.

The three little girls, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, also introduced Su Ruoxi and said that this mother was the mother of Liu Zihao, a kindergartener.

Feng Ruoruo also specifically said in a low voice: "Mom, Liu Zihao's mother is very powerful, and always likes to quarrel with people, you must be careful."

Su Ruoxi heard this from her daughter, and she felt a little bit resistant to such a mother.

Whether it is the mother's dressing up or talking about the mother's temperament through her daughter, it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

But anyway, people come to visit as guests, and Su Ruoxi will not entertain with emotion.

When she reached the table of mother and son, Su Ruoxi smiled and greeted: "Hello, what do you want to eat?"

Liu Zihao knew Feng Ruoruo’s mother. The little boy was more polite today, and took the initiative to say hello to Feng Ruoruo’s mother: "Hello, Auntie."

Su Ruoxi smiled and responded: "Hello."

Then the little boy introduced Feng Ruoruo's mother to his mother.

"Mom, this is Feng Ruoruo's mother, and this aunt is my mother."

Su Ruoxi and Du Jiayi nodded and smiled at each other.

Liu Zihao then said, "Auntie, I want to eat the snack Feng Ruoruo's father made for her, okay?"

The children of Feng Ruoruo knew that Liu Zihao's mother liked to quarrel with others, so they were worried that her mother was being bullied, so she quietly followed her behind her.

Hearing what Liu Zihao said, Feng Ruoruo immediately said, "The dim sum that my father makes for me is not for sale, so if you and your aunt want to order, you have to order what is on the menu."

Liu Zihao immediately curled his lips when he heard it. He was obviously a little unhappy. He actually didn't want to eat anything, he wanted to eat Feng Ruoruo's dad's snack even more.

Su Ruoxi smiled and said to her daughter: "Since Liu Zihao is your kindergarten kid, and he came home today, you should go get the snack that Dad made for you and entertain the kid."

Feng Ruoruo had hesitated a little at first, but when she saw her mother's encouraging look, the little girl finally agreed.

"Well, wait a minute, I'll get some snacks, you eat with Xixi and Fai Fei."

After speaking, Feng Ruoruo quickly ran to the back kitchen.

Du Jiayi was a little bit embarrassed when he faced such greetings.

Don’t look at Du Jiayi’s very garish dress, and usually has a very hot temper at home. She belongs to the kind of person who fights for three points unreasonably, but in fact, when she is polite and polite, she will not get angry casually. .

So facing Su Ruoxi's entertaining her son like this, Du Jiayi was also embarrassed to say, "Thank you, Ruoruo mother."

Su Ruoxi nodded and said, "You're welcome, kids, they are all kindergarten children. It is right to share snacks."

Feng Ruoruo ran into the back kitchen and saw that father and Uncle Xiaolin were busy. The little girl pursed her mouth and shouted: "Dad, today Liu Zihao and his mother came to our house, and my mother asked me to entertain him with snacks."

While watching the fire, Feng Yifan was still instructing his little apprentice to chop vegetables. He was taken aback when he heard his daughter's words.

Because he was too busy, Feng Yifan didn't remember for a while, who was Liu Zihao in his daughter's mouth?

Feng Yifan recalled carefully, and suddenly remembered what his daughter had said, it was the little boy who had a rather unreasonable mother.

"Oh, Liu Zihao is here again? Also came with his mother?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, "Yes, dad, should we entertain him with snacks?"

Feng Yifan smiled and asked her daughter, "So, if you want to entertain him with a snack? Or, if you don't like Liu Zihao, don't you want to give him your snack?"

After hearing what his father said, Feng Ruoruo thought for a while and said, "Dad, I don't like Liu Zihao. I just don't like his mother. His mother always likes to quarrel with others."

Feng Yifan continued to ask: "So, if you want to take out a snack to entertain Liu Zihao?"

Feng Ruoruo hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Then, let him eat."

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Well, if you are a good boy like this, don't deny the children because of adults, and the children are guests when they come. We should entertain them."

To his father, Feng Ruoruo seemed to understand, but the little girl agreed to entertain Liu Zihao with a snack.

"Dad, what snack did you make today?"

Feng Yifan first took out an empty plate, then covered the empty plate with a towel, then reached out and took a volley, and then threw the caught air into the empty plate covered with the towel.

Picking up the plate in front of his daughter, Feng Yifan said, "Well, you can uncover it by yourself."

Feng Ruoruo was also full of curiosity when he saw his father's actions, and carefully uncovered the towel on the plate.

The moment he uncovered the towel, Feng Yifan was surprised that what he had seen before was an empty plate, but now there are neatly arranged pieces of beautiful Shaqima on the plate.

"Yeah, how did you get this out, dad? Do you think you can do magic, dad?"

Feng Yifan said with an unpredictable look: "Dad was made for Ruoruo, and this one was for Ruoruo from my father. It was made by the best pastry chef in Beijing."

Feng Ruoruo suddenly pouted her lips when she heard her father's words. "Don't do it, if you want to eat it."

Feng Yifan was taken aback by her daughter's words, and then quickly said, "Dad made this. Dad used a very traditional method to make this snack. You can take it out to entertain your children."

Feng Ruoruo was still a little worried, and asked: "Dad did it really?"

Feng Yifan was a little bit dumbfounded by her daughter's questioning, but she could only make another promise: "Dad promises that this is made by father himself, and father and mother made it for Ruoruo together."

Seeing her father's face earnestly assuring, Feng Ruoruo finally believed: "Well, then Ruoruo will take it out to entertain the children."

Feng Yifan touched his daughter's little head and said, "Okay, if you must take it slowly."

Feng Ruoruo nodded in agreement, turned around carefully holding the plate, and slowly wanted to walk into the restaurant in front of him.

Watching his daughter leave behind, Feng Yifan couldn't help feeling that he was a little self-defeating. I wanted to show off a magic trick in front of my daughter, but my daughter made a magic trick and lost its meaning.

But thinking about it, her daughter likes her own dim sum, and Feng Yifan is still very happy.

Feng Ruoruo went out with a snack, and first walked to his grandfather, because Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei were both here.

Putting down the dim sum, Feng Ruoruo beckoned to Liu Zihao who was sitting with his mother: "Liu Zihao, hurry up, I'll bring the dim sum my father made today. Come and eat together."

Liu Zihao jumped off the chair when he heard it, and wanted to run to Feng Ruoruo and the others.

But suddenly thinking that his mother was still there, the little boy asked his mother for instructions.

"Mom, can I go over and eat?"

Du Jiayi turned to look at the little girls and saw the snacks placed on the plate on the table. Although the distance was a little far away, Du Jiayi still recognized it as if it was Shaqima.

She still had a little disdain in her heart: But it was Shaqima, that is, to lie to the children.

But since they all sat down in other people's restaurants, Du Jiayi did not stop his son: "Then you go, remember to be polite and say thank you to others, you know?"

It's strange to say that Du Jiayi is usually a very polite person, but today in Su Ji, she teaches her son to be polite.

Maybe it was indeed sitting in Su Ji, feeling such an atmosphere of ancient rhyme, so Du Jiayi didn't dare to be too casual.

After getting permission from his mother, Liu Zihao quickly trot all the way to Feng Ruoruo and the others.

Feng Ruoruo waited for Liu Zihao to come over, picked up two Shaqima and handed it to him: "Liu Zihao, this belongs to you and your mother. You can show it to your aunt."

Liu Zihao looked at it and said, "My mother doesn't eat it."

Feng Ruoruo said seriously: "No, dad's dim sum is for everyone to eat, so you have to give it to auntie."

Seeing Feng Ruoruo's insistence on this, Liu Zihao had to take two yuan, and ran back quickly to give his mother one.

"Mom, this is for you."

Du Jiayi naturally didn't want to see it: "Mom doesn't want it, you can eat, eat less, we still have to eat."

But Liu Zihao still insisted: "No, mom, you have to eat it. Feng Ruoruo said, dim sum is to be shared with everyone. You are my mother, and you have to eat it too."

When Du Jiayi heard this, she was really stunned for an instant, and took over the Shaqima from her son and glanced over there.

Feng Ruoruo saw Liu Zihao's mother looking at herself, and said with a smile, "Auntie, you can also eat it. My parents made it. It's delicious."

At this moment, seeing the little girl's innocent smile made Du Jiayi stunned. She had never thought that she would see such an innocent and cute little girl with a smile that really made people smile without the slightest nasty thoughts.

Almost subconsciously, Du Jiayi nodded and said: "Okay, Auntie, try it."

Liu Zihao gave the snack to his mother. Seeing that her mother didn't speak, he quickly trot all the way and returned to Feng Ruoruo's side.

Du Jiayi wanted to say something, but he was very happy to see his son playing with the three little girls. When it came to her mouth, she swallowed it back again, leaving her son to play for a while.

Seeing that the children and parents over there started to eat, Du Jiayi looked down at Shaqima in his hand.

Finally, she broke off a piece and slowly put a small piece into her mouth.

"Crack"

Crispy, soft, sweet but not greasy, with a nutty fragrance and slightly acidic preserved fruit.

After eating it for a moment, it seemed as if the taste buds on the tongue were opened to a new world.

Du Jiayi was really surprised. She never thought that such an ordinary and traditional Sachima could be made so delicious. It cannot be said that it is the most delicious in the world, but it tastes really good.

In comparison, Du Jiayi felt that every time she went to those well-known western dessert shops, the dessert she bought for her son was really not as good as the ordinary piece of Shaqima in her hand.

Look at the son and three little girls over there, as well as the elegant and warm atmosphere of this small restaurant.

Du Jiayi felt happy and really enjoyed the atmosphere at this time.

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