Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 Feng Ruoruo took the cookies sent by his father, and when he walked to the place where his father couldn't see, he quietly looked back towards the kindergarten door.

　　 When I saw that my father was also very happy to greet the doorman and leave, the little girl immediately seemed to be relieved a lot, and hurried to the class very happily.

　　 After entering the class, all the children who continued to paint together under the guidance of Teacher Fang raised their heads in an instant.

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

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

　　 Under all eyes, Feng Ruoruo took off his shoes at the door of the class and walked directly in front of Teacher Fang with his lunch box swaggering.

　　 Then, the child Feng Ruoruo handed the lunch box to Teacher Fang: "Teacher, my dad said, let you take care of it. Today, we have to wait for a nap to eat. You are not allowed to eat 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.

　　 was taken aback, Teacher Fang reached out and took the lunch box Feng Ruoruo gave her, smiling and saying, "Okay, today the teacher will take good care of this and won't let other children get it quietly."

　　 Hearing what Teacher Fang said, almost all the children looked at Liu Zihao.

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

　　 "I, I didn't want to eat in advance yesterday, but Feng Ruoruo said that I would not give it to me, so I secretly ran out to get it, today, today..."

　　 Speaking of this, the little boy couldn’t say anything. He seemed to want to say he wouldn’t eat it today, but when he thought of the delicious marshmallow yesterday, the little boy obviously had to eat it again.

　　 Finally, in the end, the little boy could only blush and ask Feng Ruoruo: "Can I eat with everyone today?"

　　 Feng Ruoruo thought about it with a straight face, and then quietly glanced at the kid who had been pushed down in the morning.

　　 Liu Zihao found that Feng Ruoruo looked at Liu Yan who was knocked down by him in the morning, and suddenly became a little worried, and his little head slowly dropped.

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

　　 Liu Zihao heard that he could eat together, and suddenly raised his head, the tears that had been soaked in his eyes did not roll off in the end.

　　 "Well, thank you Feng Ruoruo, I will not bully you girls in the future, we can play together in the future."

　　 Teacher Fang did not expect that Liu Zihao, who is usually arrogant and domineering, would be surrendered by Feng Ruoruo. Now the little boys have obviously become more obedient, and indeed did not bully the girls in the class this morning.

　　 Teacher Fang looked at Feng Ruoruo, then looked at 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 don't have too many weird ideas. They just want to eat and play.

　　 Liu Zihao used to bully the girls in the class, and he thought it was fun. Now in order to eat the delicious snacks sent by Feng Ruoruo's father, Liu Zihao can no longer take care of bullying the girls in the class.

　　 For Feng Ruoruo, the little girl’s idea is simpler, she just hopes that girls will 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 delicacies made by dad.

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

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

　　 just glanced, Teacher Fang saw the inside of the lunch box, neatly arranged like biscuits. On top of the square biscuits, various petals and leaves are glued, which is really very beautiful.

　　 Yesterday's cat's paw paw style cute and delicious marshmallows, today we have biscuits with vibrant petals and leaves.

　　 Teacher Fang can't help feeling that Feng Ruoruo's father is really a very careful father, and everything he does for his daughter is exquisite.

　　 Thinking of this, Teacher Fang also felt a little bit jealous of Feng Ruoruo, that he would have such a good father.

　　 Finally all the children have finished drawing, and the paintings are handed over to Teacher Fang to see.

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

　　 And everyone is standing in front of a big house with trees, water, and flowers. There is a plaque on the big house.

There are strange symbols painted on the 　　 plaque. Teacher Fang guessed that Feng Ruoruo could not write yet, so he painted an old plaque of "Su Ji" according to his imagination.

　　 But the two extra villains still make Teacher Fang a little bit unable to guess who they are?

　　 But 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 paintings are not very good, but each child draws very seriously and expresses various ideas in his heart.

　　For kindergarten children, this is actually enough, allowing them to paint as much as they want without disturbing and influencing 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. When your parents come to pick you up, you can take them back and show them to your parents. ,OK?"

　　 The children immediately responded in unison: "Okay~www.wuxiahere.com~ Then, Teacher Fang led the children to sing a nursery rhyme.

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

　　 At the same time, he also made up his mind to grasp this feeling well and hold it tightly.

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

　　 "Brother Yang, Brother Wang, Auntie Zhang, Uncle Li, are you guys coming for lunch too?"

　　 Yang Zhigang said with a smile: "Of course, we all came to Su Ji for lunch before, but then Uncle Rong became ill. During this time, we had no choice but to take a bite."

　　 Among the couple selling rice wine, the husband, Wang Chaodong, also said: "No, it's all your sister-in-law cooking these days, the taste..."

　　As soon as this was said, Wang Chaodong realized that he was going to make a mistake and stopped quickly, but it was still too late.

　　 His wife Zhang Cuifeng had already grabbed her ears, and then twisted: "Okay, don't you dislike the craftsmanship of the old lady? Then you can do it yourself, Yifan, and you will not be allowed to sell it to him in the future."

　　 Wang Chaodong hurried to apologize to his wife: "My wife, I was wrong. Your sir has a lot, so please forgive me this time."

　　Hahaha...

　　 A burst of laughter echoed in the small restaurant.

　　 At noon at Su Ji Bistro, diners, regardless of whether they know each other or know each other, would all sit together, chatting and laughing, while waiting for Feng Yifan’s fried rice and noodles.

　　 Su Jinrong, who is sitting in front of the store, soaking in the sun, and Su Ruoxi, who is sitting next to his father, also have smiles on their faces.

　　 This is what Su Kee should have at noon, and it is the normal state of small restaurants in market places like Lao Cai.