After the family enjoyed a delicious dinner, Su Ruoxi suggested that they wash up first and then go out shopping.
Feng Yifan also carried his father-in-law upstairs first, fetched water for him to wash up, and changed his clothes.
As for himself, he also took a shower and changed his clothes in the bathroom of his father-in-law's room upstairs.
Feng Yifan packed up his father-in-law and himself, carried his father-in-law downstairs to wait for his wife and daughter, and he didn't have to wait long.
Hearing the footsteps coming from the stairs, Feng Yifan immediately looked up and saw two beautiful figures, one big and one small, coming down the stairs hand in hand.
The mother and daughter wore the same printed dresses. Su Ruoxi's hair was not completely dry yet, and her black hair was tied up. She showed the charm of a mother while retaining a youthful playfulness.
As for Feng Ruoruo, she was wearing a dress of the same pattern as her mother. The little girl's hair had been blown dry by her mother, but she did not tie it up. Instead, it was let down behind her, which matched the light-colored dress. She looked elegant and cute.
Feng Yifan smiled and said to the mother and daughter: "Our eldest princess and little princess are so beautiful."
The mother and daughter received praise and both smiled slightly.
The family then made sure that the water, electricity, and gas in the restaurant were all turned off before they walked out of Su Ji Restaurant together.
Walking on the bustling old street outside, Feng Yifan pushed his father-in-law and said, "Ruoruo, let mom pull you, and dad will push grandpa. Let's try to walk together, so we won't be afraid of being separated by the crowd."
Little Feng Ruoruo looked at the bustling night market on the old street and the many people around her, and naturally held her mother's hand obediently.
The little girl's other hand was placed on the handle of her grandfather's wheelchair and the back of her father's hand.
In this way, the little girl can hold her mother's hand, hold her father's hand, and help push her grandfather. The little girl thinks it's great.
Feng Yifan felt very good when his daughter put her arm around the back of his hand, as it meant that his daughter had accepted him.
The family officially set off and walked into the crowd at the Old Street Night Market.
I have to say that in the night market in the old street, a family of four traveling together really attracts the attention of people around them.
First of all, they were naturally curious about Su Jinrong who was sitting in a wheelchair. When they saw Su Jinrong's appearance clearly, they all cast friendly glances at him, and even looked at the people who were pushing the old man.
Feng Yifan was not the second target of attention. The second focus of attention was the cute little girl Feng Ruoruo who was following the wheelchair.
The little girl was wearing a dress. Although her hair was not tied up, it was scattered behind her but did not look messy at all.
The breeze blows gently, and when her hair is blown up, it gives the girl a sense of elegance and agility.
Many pedestrians in the night market couldn't help but take a few more glances at the little girl.
Her delicate and lovely facial features and a pair of big watery eyes reveal her wonder at everything around her, making anyone who looks at her feel the urge to explain everything around them to her.
However, everyone will soon discover that there is a burly figure protecting the cute little girl.
After seeing Feng Yifan's tall and strong figure, one will naturally notice the gentle and elegant woman beside him, who exudes the charm of the Jiangnan water town.
The tied-up hair makes a woman look more motherly.
Little Feng Ruoruo was of course familiar with the old street, but she had never been to the night market there.
The scenery of the Old Street Night Market was obviously completely different from what Feng Ruoruo saw during the day, so the little girl was full of wonder at her surroundings.
"Hey, Grandpa, Mom, Dad, hurry up and look, why is Uncle Yang guarding such a big stove? The fire is so big, will he burn himself?"
Hearing his daughter's words, Feng Yifan looked in the direction his daughter raised her hand from behind him.
Yang Zhigang was grilling meat in front of the shop. As he was using a charcoal stove, Yang Zhigang fanned it with a tattered cattail leaf fan, and the ferocious flames instantly jumped up.
Looking from the street, it seemed as if the flames were about to engulf Yang Zhigang.
When little Feng Ruoruo saw this, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh, Dad, hurry up and help, Uncle Yang is going to get burned."
Feng Yifan did not find it funny to see his daughter's panic-stricken look. Instead, he felt more guilty towards his daughter.
It is obvious that my daughter grew up in the old street until she was five years old, but she had never seen Yang Zhigang barbecue at night.
This shows that my daughter almost never goes to the night market in the old street at night, otherwise she wouldn't be so frightened.
The obvious reason for all this was that Feng Yifan had been away for five years, leaving his father-in-law and wife to run the small restaurant. They were too busy at night and had no way of letting Feng Ruoruo go out to play.
Thinking of this, Feng Yifan felt so guilty that a tear rolled down his cheeks.
He reached out and gently held his daughter's hand, and explained in a low voice: "Ruoruo, don't be afraid. The fire won't burn Uncle Yang. Look at the skewers in Uncle Yang's hand. Uncle Yang will use them to put out the fire in a while."
As he was speaking, Feng Ruoruo saw Uncle Yang using the skewer in his hand to tap the flames, and soon the scary flames disappeared.
At this moment, little Feng Ruoruo was surprised, and then she looked at Uncle Yang carefully from a distance to confirm that he was okay.
The little girl put her hand on the back of her father's hand again, raised her head and asked curiously: "Dad, how did you know that the fire would be put out by Uncle Yang using the skewers?"
Hearing his daughter's question, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "How about this, let's go over and take a look, and let Uncle Yang explain it to Ruoruo, okay?"
Feng Ruoruo nodded immediately after hearing this: "Okay, okay, then can Ruoruo try Uncle Yang's barbecue?"
Su Ruoxi immediately said, "No, Ruoruo is still too young to eat barbecue."
After being told this by her mother, little Feng Ruoruo did not cry or make a fuss. Instead, she looked at her mother with eyes full of pleading.
Feng Yifan saw this, thought for a moment and said, "How about this, let's go over there first, take a look and then consider whether to try it, okay?"
When asking this question, Feng Yifan first looked at his daughter, then carefully examined his wife's expression.
Su Ruoxi was determined not to agree, but at this moment, Su Jinrong in the wheelchair spoke with difficulty: "Try, try, let, Ruoruo, taste..."
Hearing her father speak, Su Ruoxi had no choice but to say, "Okay, let's go over and take a look. We can't eat too much."
After her mother agreed, little Feng Ruoruo immediately smiled happily, winked at her father, and finally shook her grandfather's hand to thank him specifically.
When the family arrived at Yang Zhigang's barbecue restaurant, Yang Zhigang, who was grilling meat, was stunned.
It took Yang Zhi a long time to come to his senses, and he almost burnt the meat on his hands.
"Uncle Rong, why did you come out?"
Su Jinrong, who was in the wheelchair, forced a smile. Feng Ruoruo couldn't wait to step forward and ask, "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, how did you put out the fire just now?"
While asking, the little girl leaned over and stared at the barbecue dripping with oil in Uncle Yang's hands.