On Friday, when little Feng Ruoruo woke up in the morning, she immediately got up, got out of bed and ran downstairs to find her father.
Su Ruoxi was still a little confused. She vaguely saw her daughter had gotten out of bed, so she quickly got up and reached out to grab her daughter who was about to run out the door: "Feng Ruoruo, what are you going to do?"
Being held back by her mother, Feng Ruoruo pouted and said unhappily, "Mom, please let go. I want to go downstairs to find Dad."
Su Ruoxi yawned and asked curiously, "Why are you going downstairs to look for dad so early?"
Feng Ruoruo said anxiously, "I want to tell Dad not to forget to send snacks to our kindergarten children today. Teacher Fang said that Dad should send snacks once a week."
Su Ruoxi slowly sat up, hugged her daughter and said, "Didn't you tell Dad yesterday?"
Feng Ruoruo was still anxious to go downstairs, and pouted her lips and said, "But, what if Dad forgets?"
Su Ruoxi immediately smiled and said, "Your father never forgets to order food for so many people every day at noon, so how could he forget the snacks for his beloved daughter? Don't worry, Dad will definitely not forget."
Feng Ruoruo still insisted: "Then I still have to remind Dad."
Su Ruoxi was a little helpless about her daughter's stubbornness, and could only say, "Well, let's brush our teeth and wash our faces, change our clothes, comb our hair and braid it, and then go downstairs and talk to Dad, okay?"
After hearing what her mother said, little Feng Ruoruo was still a little hesitant, and then she heard her mother say, "If you don't want to, I won't let you go."
Finally, Feng Ruoruo had no choice but to agree: "Okay, Mom, you should get up soon too."
Su Ruoxi smiled and got up from the bed, put on her shoes and slippers, and took her daughter into the bathroom to wash up.
In the bathroom in the room, the mother squeezed toothpaste onto her daughter's toothbrush and handed it to her. She also prepared her own toothbrush, and then the mother and daughter brushed their teeth together with their heads down.
During the process, Feng Ruoruo was not very serious at first, but her mother told her to be serious, so the little girl had no choice but to brush her teeth seriously.
After brushing her teeth, the mother washed her daughter's face first, and then washed her own face carefully.
The mother also applies some facial cream with her daughter.
After washing up, the mother and daughter left the bathroom together, and the mother braided her daughter's hair in the room. After braiding her hair and changing her clothes, Feng Ruoruo could finally go downstairs.
The moment her mother opened the door and allowed her to go downstairs, Feng Ruoruo ran downstairs like a kitten out of a cage.
Su Ruoxi was also at a loss for words when she saw this and said, "Run slower and watch your feet."
Feng Ruoruo certainly wouldn't be slow, but she still responded to her mother: "Okay."
After watching her daughter run downstairs, Su Ruoxi went to her father's room and helped him wash up and get up.
Little Feng Ruoruo ran downstairs and went straight to the kitchen where his father was, still shouting, "Dad, Dad, are you there?"
Feng Yifan, who was preparing breakfast for his family, quickly responded, "Dad is here. Ruoruo, little baby, are you up? Why are you coming downstairs to see dad so early?"
Seeing his daughter coming in, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Oh, our little baby is so beautiful today. Did your mother dress you up like this?"
Today, Feng Ruoruo's mother braided her hair into more complicated small braids, with long hair draped over her shoulders at the back, and then four small braids were braided on both sides, and then the long hair draped over her shoulders was fixed.
Pair it with a little girl's white shirt, sky blue overalls, and a pair of small leather shoes with bows.
With this outfit, Feng Ruoruo looks as beautiful as a pink porcelain doll.
Although praised by her father, Feng Ruoruo did not forget the purpose of running down.
"Dad, don't forget to bring us some snacks today."
After listening to his daughter's earnest instructions, Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Okay, Daddy promises that he won't forget. He promises that when you wake up from your nap, there will be delicious snacks sent by Daddy, okay?"
In fact, Feng Ruoruo has indeed mentioned this matter many times since yesterday.
Especially last night the little girl slept with her parents, so before going to bed, she kept repeating it to her father many times.
Even when her father turned off the lights, Feng Ruoruo still hugged her father's neck in a daze and gave him some serious instructions.
This morning, I came to give my father some serious advice again.
Feng Yifan knew that he would have to give his daughter some instructions again before she went to kindergarten.
Feng Yifan not only had no complaints about his daughter's nagging, but he actually enjoyed it very much.
He wrapped the buns in his hand and put them in the steamer, then placed the steamer on the pot. After wiping his hands, Feng Yifan walked to his daughter, squatted down, pinched her little face and said, "Don't worry, Ruoruo, Dad will definitely make a delicious snack for the kindergarten today."
After Dad made repeated assurances, Feng Ruoruo finally felt relieved and nodded, saying, "Okay, thank you, Dad."
Feng Yifan heard his daughter's thanks and said with a smile, "You're welcome."
Together with his daughter, Feng Yifan finished preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Then he came out holding his daughter in his arms and asked her to sit downstairs and wait while he went upstairs and carried his father-in-law downstairs.
The whole family had breakfast together. As expected, before going to kindergarten, Feng Ruoruo did not forget to give her father some instructions.
"Dad, don't forget the snacks."
Feng Ruoruo's grandmother and mother, who were responsible for sending her off, were both at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Grandma couldn't help but say, "Oh, our little darling has really become a nagging little boy. He can't forget even the smallest thing."
When Feng Ruoruo heard her grandmother's words, she said to her grandmother seriously, "Grandma, you can't forget this. This is what Ruoruo promised the little boy."
Without waiting for her grandmother to speak, Feng Ruoruo said seriously, "Teacher Fang taught us that we should fulfill our promises to others."
Lu Cuiling smiled and pulled her granddaughter along as they walked away, saying, "Okay, Ruoruo is right, it was grandma who misunderstood. Let's go to the kindergarten, and let Daddy do the snack work."
Feng Ruoruo did not forget. She turned around and waved goodbye to her grandpa and dad, then took her grandma and mom away.
Su Ruoxi took a few steps and turned back to her husband and shouted, "Wait until I come back."
Feng Yifan nodded and agreed: "Okay, we'll do it together when you come back."
Wang Cuifeng, who was eating breakfast at Lin's Breakfast Shop at Su Ji, heard the conversation between the young couple and asked curiously, "Yifan, what are you two going to cook together?"
Feng Yifan turned his head and replied with a smile: "I want to make some snacks for Ruoruo and send them to the kindergarten so that she can eat with other children."
Wang Cuifeng nodded in understanding, and then sighed: "Ruoruo is still adorable. Little girls are cute and fun. Unlike my son, who is now in high school and lives on campus, he doesn't even come back to see me as his mother."
Fan Chaodong, the husband sitting next to him, said, "You are the one who insisted on letting your son live in the school. I think it's not far away. What's wrong with a boy running around?"
Wang Cuifeng immediately said, "It's not a question of how far it is. Isn't living on campus for the sake of my son's study? He doesn't have to spend so much time on the road every day. Besides, the night market in the old street is so noisy at night, which also affects my son's study."
Fan Chaodong was helpless and felt he couldn't win the argument with his wife, so he just continued eating the pot stickers.
Wang Cuifeng still missed her son very much and couldn't help muttering, "When my son comes back next time, I will bring him to try the pot stickers and eat some Su Ji's food to nourish him well."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, when you come back from vacation, I will definitely cook a good meal for you."
Hearing this, Fan Chaodong and Wang Cuifeng smiled and expressed their gratitude together.
After sending her daughter off, Su Ruoxi rushed back with her mother-in-law Lu Cuiling. She was quite impatient because her husband had promised to teach her how to make a new dessert.
Su Ruoxi jogged back to the door of Su Ji and saw her husband accompanying his father in front of the door to bask in the sun.
Seeing her coming back, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Don't be so anxious. I've been waiting for you to come back, haven't I?"
Su Ruoxi laughed when she heard this: "Then let's get started."
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded, then extended his hand to his wife. Seeing this, his wife quickly stepped forward like a little girl and took her husband's hand. The young couple walked hand in hand towards the kitchen.
As for the apprentice Lin Ruifeng, he had already been sensible. He moved out the chopping board and helped look after Su Jinrong while working in the restaurant.
Entering the kitchen, Su Ruoxi saw that her husband had already placed various things on the cooking table.
Familiar milk, flour, eggs, sugar, butter, etc.
Of course there are also very colorful fruits, all prepared in advance and cut into small pieces.
Among the ingredients prepared today, Su Ruoxi also saw some iron stick yams. This made her feel a little strange. She didn't quite understand what her husband was going to do with these iron stick yams
At this time, Feng Yifan had already revealed the answer: "Okay, let's do it today. We agreed before, towel roll."
What is a towel roll
Su Ruoxi had already looked this up on the Internet and found out that it should actually be called "towel cake roll", a cake roll that looks very much like a towel.
Su Ruoxi knew what to do, and immediately pointed at the yam on the iron stick and asked, "Can I use those yams to make cakes?"
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Yes, today we are going to make a healthy towel roll, so we have to use those yams. We will give them to kindergarten children, so we should pay attention to health."
Su Ruoxi didn't ask any more questions, but nodded and said, "Okay, how do we start?"
Feng Yifan led his wife over with a smile, and then began to teach his wife step by step how to make the dough for the towel roll.
Su Ruoxi was naturally very serious. She strictly followed the ratio taught by her husband and then stirred the batter in the basin.
What about Feng Yifan? He quickly peeled the iron stick yam, washed it, and put it into the steamer to steam.
On the other side, he was squeezing some diced fruits into juice. Feng Yifan did not use a juicer, but instead used a sieve to sift the fruit over and over again to produce juice with very fine particles.
Mix it into the batter that my wife is stirring, and the batter will be turned into various colors.
After the mixing was completed, Su Ruoxi asked: "Can this batter be used directly?"
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "Not yet. The batter also needs to be sifted to ensure that the dough is fine. Otherwise, it won't taste good for children."
Su Ruoxi nodded, and then sifted the batter again as her husband said.
Finally, you get the right batter and put it in small bowls.
When Su Ruoxi saw the batter in the colorful little bowls, she thought it was very beautiful even before she started cooking.
At this time, Feng Yifan had also taken out the steamed yams, and then mashed all of them into a paste, added some honey, yogurt and milk, and stirred it into a paste.
Su Ruoxi watched from the side and couldn't help but say, "Your version looks like cream."
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "That's right, today we won't use butter, we'll use yam puree instead of butter."
Everything is ready, the next step is to start spreading the dough.
Feng Yifan found a new frying pan and also brought a small stove.
"Today's dough cannot be spread over a very strong fire, so we can only use this small stove, and we must adjust the fire to the lowest setting."
However, when pouring the batter at the beginning, Feng Yifan simply did not turn on the fire. Then he scooped a spoonful of batter into the pot, heated it slowly on low heat, and at the same time quickly spread the batter evenly in circles in the pot.
After the batter in the pot becomes dough, put the pot down and heat it until the dough starts to bubble up and lifts up from the pot by itself.
Feng Yifan quickly flipped the dough over with his hands, heated it up slightly and then took it out of the pan.
Su Ruoxi stood by and watched her husband's very cool movements, especially his ruthless iron hands that were almost not afraid of the heat. She was immediately annoyed and said, "You can't do this. Your eyes are beyond the scope, okay?"
Hearing his wife's protest, Feng Yifan quickly said with a smile: "Okay, I'm wrong, come on, I'll find something for you to do."
Then, Feng Yifan found a small wooden spatula for his wife and handed the pot and spoon to her.
Su Ruoxi followed her husband's steps very carefully. She first let the pot cool down, then scooped a spoonful of batter into the pot, and then shook the pot using the same action her husband had used just now, trying to spread the batter slowly.
But although it looks like an easy thing, it must still be a little difficult for Su Ruoxi, who is doing it for the first time.
"Oh, this goes down, goes down, oh, why is it all flowing down?"
Seeing that his wife had no control over the angle at all and was obviously a little anxious and gradually became flustered, Feng Yifan quickly reached out and held his wife's hand.
Holding his wife's hand and holding the handle of the pot, Feng Yifan guided his wife to slowly spread the batter in the pot.
In this way, the husband hugged his wife from behind, held her hand, and guided her step by step to make a piece of dough.
In the following time, Feng Yifan simply taught his wife how to make several more.
Su Ruoxi didn't ask her husband to help her until she felt that she was ready. She made a few more by herself and found that rolling out the dough was really fun after she got the hang of it.
After letting all the rolled-out dough cool down, Feng Yifan taught his wife to arrange the dough, pressing down slightly on each one.
Then spread the prepared yam puree and fruit pieces evenly in the middle of the dough.
After applying the paint, Feng Yifan said to his wife, "Okay, now we can start curling."
This time, Su Ruoxi stood directly in front of her husband. Having learned from her previous lessons, she let her husband teach her step by step.
Feng Yifan hugged his wife from behind, and used his hands to fold the edges of the dough first, and then rolled up the dough.
While rolling, Feng Yifan also said: "For children to eat, we will roll it thinner."
The couple worked together in the kitchen to prepare desserts for their daughter's kindergarten. The couple also enjoyed the hands-on and intimate process.