v2 Chapter 862： Get praise, little affection

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When returning home in the evening, the child Feng Ruoruo had been playing all day, dancing in the kindergarten, and it was very hard to go to the dance class. He almost fell asleep when his grandmother took a shower.

After taking a shower, grandma arranged to sleep in the bed, and the little girl was dazed and yelled for her father to tell a story.

Grandma had no choice but to call in Dad.

Father sat down by the bed, Feng Ruoruo suddenly twisted his body and arched into his father's arms.

Then, without waiting for her father to start telling the story, the little girl hugged her father and started to sleep in a daze.

Seeing this, Lu Cuiling couldn't help but smile and whispered: "This little thing, I really like relying on my dad more and more. It's obviously too sleepy. When I take a bath, I keep dozing off. I have to wash it out. Hold Dad."

Feng Yifan slowly moved his daughter over and let her lie down on the bed. He also slowly lay down and hugged her.

"Well, dad hug Ruoruo to sleep."

Feng Ruoruo curled up in her father's arms, with a smile on her small face, and soon fell into a sweet dreamland.

Lu Cuiling did not leave, but gently found the clothes that the little granddaughter was going to wear tomorrow in the closet of the little granddaughter's room.

This suit was made by Lu Cuiling for her little granddaughter.

The reason was that the little granddaughter ran in and out of the menu in the back kitchen of Su Ji, so that oil stains would not be contaminated on other clothes.

After finding out, Lu Cuiling unfolded and took a serious look.

When Feng Yifan came back, Su Ji made some changes, and the little granddaughter gradually became lively, and he happily ran in and out of the back kitchen every day.

"Oh, think about it as before, Ruoruo is really fun to share the menu every day."

Feng Yifan heard her mother's words and said softly: "Mom, Su Ji will be opened soon. If you can still run in and out in Su Ji, she will definitely enter the kitchen at will."

Lu Cuiling said: "But it's different. Su Ji has been renovated and there is no need to pass the menu."

Feng Yifan probably understood what his mother meant.

My mother felt that now that Su Ji is bigger, he has lost the little sentiment of the original family.

He slowly got up from his daughter’s bed, came to his mother and said very seriously and softly: “Mom, we have to look forward. I believe that our family will get better and better in the future. If Ruoye will always grow up, I will give If Ruo has a better growth environment."

Having said that, Feng Yifan also looked at his sleeping daughter on the bed.

At this moment, his eyes were full of compassion and love for his daughter.

Lu Cuiling naturally understood her son's thoughts.

Feng Yifan wants to make Su Ji bigger now, not just what he said, those who want to create a set of domestic restaurant standards.

He also wants to use the two restaurants to create better growth conditions for his daughter.

In the future, regardless of whether Feng Ruoruo will inherit Su Ji He Ruo Restaurant.

After all, she must be able to live a carefree life.

In this way, Feng Ruoruo can have more choices, can do something he likes, and have more options to choose from.

This is the important reason why Feng Yifan operates the two restaurants together now.

Lu Cuiling looked at her son and said, "Mom is very pleased that my son finally looks like a man and has finally grown into a good father."

Feng Yifan responded with a smile to his mother: "Mom, this is all your education is good."

Lu Cuiling couldn't help but laugh, she almost laughed, so she had to cover her mouth quickly.

Then, holding back her laugh, she said to her son in a deep voice: "Smelly boy, it's getting sweeter and sweetest. Get out quickly and don't make Ruoruo go to bed."

The mother and son also hurriedly left Feng Ruoruo's room gently.

After walking out of Feng Ruoruo’s room, Lu Cuiling said, “You, talk less sweet words to me, and talk to your wife and daughter more. In short, don’t work too hard. The income from the vegetable base also allows Ruoruo to have a carefree life."

Feng Yifan said with a smile, "Okay, thank you for your mother's support. From now on, I will let Ruo Ruo Duo be more filial to you and dad."

Lu Cuiling laughed immediately after hearing this: "Smelly boy, as soon as I praised you, I became poor. Go to bed, don't you still have a lot of work to do tomorrow?"

Feng Yifan also said: "Okay, Mom, you also have to rest early."

After that, Feng Yifan went back to his room.

In the room, Su Ruoxi did not sleep, but sat on the bed, obviously waiting for Feng Yifan.

Feng Yifan went to bed, stretched out his hand and gently embraced his wife and asked, "What's the matter? It's so late, and I still don't sleep? Ruoruo is already asleep."

Su Ruoxi looked at her husband and suddenly asked softly, "Are you nervous?"

Feng Yifan was suddenly somewhat different when asked like this.

"Ah? Why do you suddenly ask?"

Su Ruoxi stretched her arm around her husband, curled up in her husband’s arms and whispered, “I was thinking that Su Ji will open tomorrow, and the more I think about it, the more I feel a little nervous. So many people look forward to Su Ji. With so many people coming tomorrow, it’s really getting more nervous the more I think about it."

Feng Yifan hugged his wife and calmed down softly: "Alright, don't be nervous, isn't I still there?"

Su Ruoxi lightly rested her head on her husband’s chest and said, “But I’m still worried about you. You said that you have gained such a high popularity now. I don’t talk about your Weibo on the Internet, but I follow a lot of people on Weibo. Many people trusted me privately and asked all kinds of things."

Feng Yifan said immediately: "Oh, you don't need to pay attention to those things. If you don't like it, you can just ignore it, or we can ask someone to help with the operation."

Su Ruoxi said seriously: "It's not good. Those people who follow my Weibo will send me private messages. It's all because of you. They support you, so I can't ignore them. I want to help you win over. Live those who support you."

Feng Yifan understands his wife's mind, and his wife hopes to help him in other ways.

That's why the wife spends some time reading things on Weibo, and even read some private messages one by one.

Because Su Ruoxi feels that those who follow and write private messages on Weibo will support her husband. She hopes to help her husband win over those people. If her husband encounters some criticism, then these people can help her husband.

Feng Yifan said softly to his wife: "You, don't be nervous, you have to have confidence in your husband."

Su Ruoxi raised her head in her husband's arms like a little girl, pouting, "Of course I have confidence."

When Feng Yifan saw his wife's appearance, he couldn't help but kissed his wife in a low voice.

"That's right, since you have confidence in me, what are you still nervous and worried about? We will open tomorrow, just like before. We only need to operate well like the previous Su Ji, and there will be no problems. of."

Su Ruoxi couldn't help saying: "But now is different from before."

Feng Yifan listened to his wife's little girl's tone and asked with a smile, "What's the difference? Baby."

Su Ruoxi was a little blushing when she was called "baby" by her husband.

"Can you speak well?"

"Okay, baby, what do you say, I'll listen."

"Oh, you, what's the matter with you, suddenly called others baby."

"You are my baby, you are my big baby, if it is our little baby."

"Really, you call it that, I don't know what to say."

"Well, baby you say, I don't say a word."

Su Ruoxi got used to it a bit, and finally said the difference.

"In the past, Su Ji was just a small restaurant doing business around our ancient street. At that time, whether it was you or my dad, they basically cooked some home-cooked dishes, which were very common.

But now it’s different. Your reputation is so big now. Some people on the Internet have begun to call you the "God of Cooking", and if the restaurant is also in the front, I think everyone’s expectation of Su Ji is too high, so I am worried and nervous. "

Feng Yifan listened to his wife's words, and also understood the worries and tension in his wife's heart.

Indeed, if you look at the current situation alone, the opening of Su Ji can be said to be full of expectations, and everyone is looking forward to it.

Coupled with the previous propaganda and campaign, it will really be like a huge stone pressed on it.

This kind of invisible pressure, if it is to change someone else.

Even top chefs like Zhuang Daozhong and Shi Jinbin may feel more or less stressed and nervous.

Not to mention Su Ruoxi, her tension is normal now.

But for Feng Yifan, he doesn't actually feel nervous.

I have seen strong winds and waves, and such a little situation is a small scene in front of him.

What's more, no matter what, there is the support of the family behind him, so he can say that he is not afraid in his heart, and he is ready to let everyone know Su Ji again.

So Feng Yifan comforted his wife softly: "My wife, don't worry, we will definitely be able to open the business, and it will be smooth sailing in the future. Although everyone in the back kitchen has not been able to enrich the menu, I believe that my menu is enough.

What's more, wife, you should have confidence in those things passed down by Su Ji's ancestors, grandpa, and dad.

Think about it, since grandpa and dad have been able to cook home-cooked dishes so well for generations to come, and gained so many people’s approval, it shows that home-cooked dishes are not as simple as it seems, so our Su Ji’s craftsmanship has always been strong of. "

Su Ruoxi was a little less nervous after listening to her husband's comfort.

"At this point, I believe that Grandpa and Dad are indeed very good cooks, and you are even more youthful than they are. I believe my husband will be stronger."

Feng Yifan lightly nodded the tip of his wife's nose, and leaned close to his wife's ear, whispering softly: "Of course your husband is very strong."

Hearing this whisper in the ear of her husband, especially after her husband gave a light breath.

Su Ruoxi's cheeks were flushed in an instant, and her breathing faintly began to rush.

Then she hugged her husband tightly, raised her head, and looked at him with a pair of affectionate eyes.

Facing his wife, she looked like a peach blossom, and her eyes were already blurred.

Look at his wife's delicate lips.

Feng Yifan couldn't help feeling a little too.

Slowly lowered his head, his lips collided.

Although the couple was crazy for a moment, they calmed down quickly.

Su Ruoxi mumbled and said, "Oh, that's true, it's not possible now. I have to wait a few more months."

Feng Yifan kissed his wife's forehead and lay down slowly with his arms around his wife.

"My baby, we don't have to worry, we still have to protect our little baby."

Su Ruoxi hugged her husband, and then whispered: "Well, go to bed early, don't you have to get up early tomorrow morning? If you want to take Ruoruo to the vegetable market, remember to be safe on the way."

Feng Yifan answered, "Okay, go to sleep."

But at this time, Su Ruoxi said coquettishly again: "No way, you tell Ruoruo stories every day, then you sing me a song now and coax me to sleep."

Feng Yifan couldn't help but whisper with a smile: "Baby, you don't know, I can't sing."

Su Ruoxi continued to act like a baby: "No, no, I want to listen, I want to listen to you sing."

His wife had been acting like a baby with himself for a long time, and Feng Yifan could barely sing.

Sure enough, it's still so pentatonic.

But Su Ruoxi liked it very much, and slowly fell asleep in her husband's arms.

After seeing his wife asleep, Feng Yifan kissed his wife on the cheek, and then turned off the light. He also lay down and fell asleep.

In the early morning, Feng Yifan still woke up on time, at 4:30 in the morning.

He got out of bed gently, took his clothes, walked out of the room, and slowly closed the door.

The movements should be as light as possible, so as not to disturb the wife who is still asleep.

Soon after Feng Yifan left the room, the door of the daughter next door was slowly opened.

The child Feng Ruoruo poked his head out of the room.

Then I saw my father at a glance, and a happy smile appeared on the little girl's face.

The father and daughter looked at each other tacitly and smiled, then went into the daughter's room together and began to wash in the bathroom.

After putting on clothes, Feng Yifan combed her daughter's hair, putting it in a ponytail.

Everything was ready, the father and daughter walked out of the room together, put on their shoes at the door, and then went out together hand in hand.

During the whole process, the father and daughter had almost no language communication.

But the father and daughter were in a tacit understanding. They brushed their teeth and washed their faces together. The father combed his daughter's hair, changed shoes together at the door, and finally went out hand in hand together.

Taking the elevator downstairs and walking in the dark neighborhood, Feng Ruoruo finally couldn't help but speak.

"DadIt's still dark outside now."

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "Yes, it's only five o'clock, but we have to go early, otherwise there will be no good dishes at the vegetable market, and the best and freshest dishes are not available. It would not be good for Grandpa's restaurant to open at noon. La."

Feng Ruoruo smiled and said, "I know, we have to buy the best and best dishes, so that father can make delicious ones, and then everyone will like grandpa's restaurant, right?"

Feng Yifan nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, Ruoruo is really smart."

The father and daughter walked as they talked. After walking out of the community, they met Lin Ruifeng, Ma Xiaolong and Ning Cheng who were already waiting in the car at the intersection outside the community.

After getting in the car, Feng Ruoruo sat in her father's arms, raising her little hand and shouting: "Alright, let's go."

The car started and drove to the market on the outskirts of the city.

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