Little Feng Ruoruo was walking on the old street, holding her grandmother's hand on the left and her mother's hand on the right. The little girl kept chattering to her grandmother and mother along the way.
"Grandma, you know what? The kids from kindergarten who didn't come to our house yesterday will definitely regret it today."
Hearing Feng Ruoruo's words, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but remind her daughter: "Ruoruo, the little boy didn't come home yesterday, you can't just hate him, you still have to play with him, understand?"
Feng Ruoruo turned her head and looked at her mother and said, "Ruoruo, you know, the children actually want to come to our house, but their parents won't let them come."
Grandma said on the other side: "Yes, their parents may feel that they don't want to trouble us and make Ruoruo's father feel embarrassed and hard, so they don't let them come to our house to play."
Su Ruoxi also continued: "So, Ruoruo, don't always talk about daddy's snacks in kindergarten, okay?"
When Feng Ruoruo heard her mother say this, she asked in confusion, "Why?"
Mom explained seriously: "Because the snacks that Dad makes are for Ruoruo to eat, not to sell. If Ruoruo thinks Dad's snacks are delicious, she can tell Dad and ask him to continue making them.
But if Ruoruo tells the kids, their parents will think that Ruoruo is deliberately helping her dad sell snacks."
Feng Ruoruo still didn't quite understand her mother's explanation. The little girl pouted and said, "But mom, the snacks dad made are delicious."
In Feng Ruoruo's mind, since her father's snacks are delicious, why can't she tell other children about it? The little girl couldn't understand. And she thought the children also thought it was delicious.
Seeing that her daughter didn't seem to understand very well, Su Ruoxi felt a little distressed, as if she couldn't explain it clearly to her daughter.
Lu Cuiling thought about it, smiled and said to her granddaughter: "Ruoruo, in fact, mommy doesn't mean that daddy's snacks are not delicious, but I want to tell you that daddy is very hard-working. If many children ask daddy to make snacks, daddy will be even more tired.
So doesn't Ruoruo want dad to be very, very hard-working?"
This time, little Feng Ruoruo understood and quickly said to her grandmother: "Ruoruo, it's very hard for daddy not to have him."
Lu Cuiling nodded and said, "Yes, so we shouldn't let the children always think about their father's snacks, so that they won't ask their father to buy them, and their father won't have to work hard to make more snacks."
Feng Ruoruo nodded, then thought for a moment and said, "Then grandma, can Ruoruo still share snacks with the kids?"
Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "Of course you can. Ruoruo is a good kid and knows how to share delicious food with other kids. Of course you can. But Ruoruo has to tell the kids that daddy's snacks are not for sale, right?"
Feng Ruoruo finally nodded happily: "Okay, Ruoruo got it, Ruoruo won't let kids come to our house to buy snacks."
Although what the mother-in-law said was slightly different from what Su Ruoxi wanted to tell her daughter.
But Su Ruoxi also understood that the principles she had explained were a little too complicated for her daughter. Now that her daughter had agreed not to let other children buy snacks at home, she had achieved her ultimate goal.
The little girl actually heard some of what her grandma and mom said to Feng Ruoruo on the way.
Although the little girl still found it difficult to understand the big principles, when the children in the kindergarten clamored to go home to buy snacks, Feng Ruoruo decisively refused.
"My father doesn't sell snacks. If you want to eat the snacks my father made, next time Teacher Fang asks you to bring them. I'll bring them for everyone to eat together."
Hearing Feng Ruoruo say this, the children who were unable to go to Feng Ruoruo's house yesterday were naturally very disappointed.
Then the kids who had been there yesterday couldn’t help but show off.
"You didn't go to Ruoruo's house yesterday, so you didn't eat the snacks made by Ruoruo's father."
"Yes, the snacks made by Ruoruo's father are delicious."
"Yeah, it tastes fruity and crunchy."
“It’s really delicious.”
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According to the descriptions of the children who have been there, the children who have not been there were looking very anxious, and then they could only ask Feng Ruoruo if they could go to her house for snacks again today.
Feng Ruoruo thought about what her grandmother and mother had said on the way and said seriously, "Sure, but you have to get your parents to agree to let you go."
When this was said, some of the children's faces immediately fell, and they felt that their parents would not agree.
At this time, another child asked: "Ruoruo, does your father really not sell snacks?"
Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, "Yes, my father doesn't sell snacks. He makes them for me to eat, and then I bring them to the kindergarten for everyone to eat together, so he doesn't sell them."
The child who asked the question was very disappointed: "Is that so? I wanted my mother to buy it for me."
But at this time, Liu Zihao suddenly said: "You can buy it. My mother took me to another store yesterday to buy delicious cakes and biscuits. You can go to other stores to buy them."
After hearing what Liu Zihao said, the group of children immediately felt like a new world had opened up.
The children started chattering and talking about what stores they had been to with their parents and what snacks and candies they had bought.
Feng Ruoruo soon became neglected, leaving only Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei still with their good friend.
When the other children stopped asking Feng Ruoruo to buy snacks, the little girl seemed to feel relieved.
Yang Xiaoxi was a little surprised and asked in a low voice: "Ruoruo, why doesn't Uncle Feng sell snacks?"
Feng Ruoruo said softly to her two good friends, "Because Daddy is very hard-working. He has to cook and make snacks for me. It's very hard work. If everyone goes to buy food, Daddy will be even more tired."
At this moment, Feng Ruoruo’s first requirement was not to make her father suffer.
Hearing Feng Ruoruo's words, Chen Yaofei nodded and said, "Uncle Feng works very hard. My grandparents also say that Uncle Feng works very hard, and he is amazing to be able to run a restaurant by himself."
Yang Xiaoxi thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Then Ruoruo, can Feifei and I ask Uncle Feng to make some snacks?"
When Feng Ruoruo heard her good friend asking the question, she first looked around carefully to make sure that no other children were paying attention to this side.
The little girl said softly to the two children, "Sure, Xixi and Feifei can go to my house to get some snacks. It won't be hard for dad to take care of three children."
If Feng Yifan were here and heard what his daughter said, he would probably feel both amused and helpless.
In the daughter’s mind, it is not hard for her father to make snacks for three people, but if it is more, then it will be hard for her father.
In fact, Feng Ruoruo also learned this concept from her grandmother on the way to kindergarten.
Feng Ruoruo didn't remember clearly what her grandmother said at that time.
But the little girl remembered that her grandmother said: It wouldn't be hard for her father to make snacks for her, Xixi and Feifei. So she could let Xixi and Feifei eat the snacks made by her father with her.
As for other children in the kindergarten, they can only wait for Teacher Fang to allow her to bring snacks so that they can share their father’s snacks with other children.