Feng Yifan did not make a sound to disturb his daughter, but entered the restaurant quietly. When he was discovered by the adults, he made a gesture to keep everyone quiet.
Then, he slowly and carefully came behind the three girls who were lying down and drawing.
He first stretched his head to look at Chen Yaofei's painting. The little girl seemed to be painting the scene in a small market.
Although the child's painting is somewhat abstract, it is still possible to roughly tell that it is a painting of Feng Yifan and his friends setting up stalls in a small market.
Even in Chen Yaofei's painting, there is a square cart, and the little girl drew two slightly crooked wheels. It can be seen that the little girl observed very carefully and also saw the appearance of the cart.
Then inside the cart, the little girl drew two people who seemed to be cooking something.
Interestingly, in order to show that she was cooking, Chen Yaofei even drew rising smoke.
Finally, in front of the cart, the little girl drew a few things that looked like tree sticks, probably to express that there were a lot of people queuing.
After reading Chen Yaofei's words, Feng Yifan looked at Yang Xiaoxi's painting next to him.
Yang Xiaoxi also painted the scene of Feng's father setting up a stall in the small market.
However, Yang Xiaoxi did not draw it in such detail. He also drew a square stall, but did not draw the wheels. However, Yang Xiaoxi drew windows.
At the same time, Yang Xiaoxi drew three adults and three children in the stall.
Obviously, Yang Xiaoxi painted the three little girls and their father Feng in the stall.
Although there were no people queuing outside, it really looked like that.
Finally, Feng Yifan moved behind his daughter. His daughter was standing on a chair and drawing. Her little butt was twisting as she drew, looking very playful and cute.
I have to say that Feng Ruoruo looks really naughty like this.
Because Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei were sitting down and drawing, only she wanted to lie down on the table to draw.
Then, because he was standing on a chair, half of his body was blocked on the drawing paper. At first, Feng Yifan couldn't see what was on the drawing paper. He changed the angles several times before he could finally see it clearly.
Feng Ruoruo drew a large shed, which should be the temporary shed built in the small market.
Under the shed, the little girl drew many people and many different stalls.
But because she wanted to draw too much, little Feng Ruoruo finally realized that there seemed to be no place to draw her father seriously. Only then did the little girl stand up and lie on the table to look for a place to draw seriously.
When Feng Yifan watched, he really saw that his daughter had found a way to paint.
The little girl found a very empty space among a group of miscellaneous stalls and people, and then in that empty space, she carefully drew her father's cart stall, and her father making fried rice inside. She also drew a few wisps of smoke, and the geese, ducks and meat hanging in the cart.
I have to say? Although the paintings were very small in the end, and because they were made with watercolor pens, they were all twisted into a ball.
But Feng Ruoruo's seriousness is really interesting.
The three little girls were completing their paintings seriously. Feng Yifan stood there watching them. He felt that the three little girls were really amazing. According to what they saw and imagined, they painted very realistically.
Feng Ruoruo, who had been concentrating on painting for a long time, finally felt uncomfortable lying like this, so she stood up.
When I stood up, I turned around and saw my father standing behind me.
Feng Ruoruo saw her father peeking and immediately covered her father's face with her hands: "Ah? Dad, you are not allowed to peek? You have to wait until we finish painting before you can look."
When Feng Ruoruo went to cover her father's face with her little hand, didn't she pay attention to the paintbrush in her hand? The paintbrush poked her father's face, leaving a blue mark on his face.
Seeing the colored pencil drawn on her father's face, the little girl suddenly became a little nervous.
"Oh, Dad, I'm sorry? I drew it on your face."
Then Feng Ruoruo dropped the colored pencil in her hand and tried hard to wipe off the marks on her father's face with her little hands.
Feng Yifan was standing there, letting his daughter wipe it hard with her little hands a few times.
Then he smiled and hugged his daughter and said, "Okay, it's okay. Daddy doesn't blame Ruoruo, and Daddy peeked at Ruoruo, Xixi, and Feifei drawing, so this can be considered a punishment from Daddy."
After hearing what her father said, Feng Ruoruo laughed, hugged her father's neck and said, "Dad, do you know? After we woke up, we learned to paint with Grandma Feifei, and then grandma asked us to paint. Today, Dad set up a stall to do business, so the three of us painted together."
Feng Yifan looked very surprised and said, "Really? My three daughters are so amazing."
At this time, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei also raised their heads, and seeing Mr. Feng coming and looking, the two little girls covered their sketchbooks to prevent him from looking.
Yang Xiaoxi yelled, "Dad Feng, Xixi hasn't finished painting yet, you can't peek."
Chen Yaofei said seriously: "Yes, you are not allowed to peek until we finish the painting. You can only look at it after we finish it."
After hearing what her two good friends said, Feng Ruoruo let go of her father and pushed him away, saying, "Yes, yes, Dad, you are not allowed to peek. You have to wait until we finish painting."
Feng Yifan was pushed by his daughter, but he did not walk away. Instead, he asked his daughter to sit down.
"Sit down and draw well. Look at Xixi and Feifei. They are sitting and drawing well, but you are standing on a chair and you are sticking your butt out while drawing. Aren't you naughty?"
Feng Ruoruo smiled, then quickly sat down and painted with Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei.
But before she started writing, the little girl asked her father to go away and not peek.
Feng Yifan also followed the instructions seriously. He picked up his daughter's paintbrush, handed it to her, and then stopped looking at it.
Although I have already seen the general idea, I still have some expectations in my heart.
Su Ruoxi waited for her husband to sit down with their parents and asked curiously, "Now that you're back, is Sister Zhao the only one guarding the stall?"
Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, Sister Zhao said it's cool under the shed over there, so she's guarding over there."
Su Ruoxi said: "Sister Zhao is really nice. I think we can give Sister Zhao a raise, 4,000 a month. If we go back to the countryside, we can give Sister Zhao the money in advance, so that Xiao Lin doesn't have to worry about Sister Zhao's salary and increase his burden."
After hearing what his wife said, Feng Yifan took his wife's hand and kissed the back of her hand.
"My wife is so kind, even kinder than me. She always thinks of others. I really don't know how many lifetimes of blessings I must have accumulated to marry a good wife like you. Well, your husband must also be handsome and very capable."
Hearing the praise for Su Ruoxi, everyone smiled and felt that the couple was very close.
But after hearing the end, everyone was stunned at first, and then they all couldn't help laughing.
Lu Cuiling pointed at her son and said with a smile: "Is there anyone who praises himself like you? First you praise your wife, and then you say how great you are. You really are just bragging."
Grandpa Feifei smiled and said, "Hahaha, Ruoruo's father is really amazing. He praised both his own family members at once."
Grandma Xixi continued, "But are there any children who haven't been praised yet?"
Feng Yifan quickly added: "Of course, only excellent parents like us can have a child as cute and playful as Feng Ruoruo, who is also very sensible, always brings joy to everyone, and is smart and clever."
"Hahaha… "
Everyone in the diner burst into laughter.
Yang Zhiyi said with a smile: "I have learned something. Chef Feng, I think you should not be a chef. You should be a writer. If you write a novel, it will be absolutely amazing."
Feng Yifan looked at Yang Zhiyi and said, "Look, you're a novelist, don't you know that life should be interesting and joyful? You should fill your home with laughter, and only then will people be happier. Just like cooking should not be considered a job, but a part of life."
Feng Jiandong took over his son's words and said, "Are you trying to say that only in this way can we enjoy the cooking process and pass on the happiness of the process we enjoy to the diners through delicious dishes?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "That's right, it's indeed my dad, Feng Ruoruo's grandfather, he really has a unique vision."
Lu Cuiling laughed so hard that she fell backwards. "You little brat, you are getting better and better at talking nonsense now. You are not modest at all when you praise others. You just keep praising them."
Feng Yifan immediately said, "Well, our Feng Ruoruo's grandmother is also a virtuous, kind-hearted, and passionate grandmother who is both literary and martial."
Without waiting for anyone to speak, Feng Yifan looked at his father-in-law and said, "The most amazing person is our Ruoruo's grandfather. He is not only the key figure in the inheritance of Su Ji, but also educated his daughter to be very gentle and kind. He also had a keen eye for talent and chose me as his son-in-law. My father-in-law is the most amazing person."
Su Jinrong also smiled when he heard this and said, "You are too talkative."
Feng Yifan was talking animatedly, but the interesting thing was that the three little girls over there simply ignored him.
I have to say, these three little girls are really serious and they are not disturbed at all when they are drawing.
In other words, for the three little girls, completing the painting is the most important thing, and they don't want to pay attention to what their talkative father says.
Amidst the chatting and laughing, Feng Yifan livened up the atmosphere in the restaurant, and everyone slowly started talking about today's stall setting up.
When talking about the lunch business, Lu Cuiling was still a little worried about Lin Ruifeng.
"So many people came here at noon today, obviously they all came for you, Yifan. If you are not here in the future, can Xiaolin really support the business? And if the weather gets warmer, if the ingredients prepared that day cannot be sold, then he will really lose a lot of money."
Lu Cuiling's words were to the point and she directly pointed out the problems that Lin Ruifeng might face.
Then everyone agreed and felt worried for Lin Ruifeng who had to support the small stall in the small market by himself.
Chen Shoulin thought for a moment and said, "I think, Yifan, before you guys leave, can you set a daily purchase quantity for Xiaolin? This will help him reduce some of his losses. Even if he sells out early and makes less profit, he can't buy the materials and then throw them away. That would be a waste."
Hearing everyone's concerns, Feng Yifan thought for a moment and said, "Are you too unconfident in Ruifeng?"
Feng Yifan then continued, "Anyway, Ruifeng is also my apprentice. He has been learning cooking from me for three months. You tasted his cooking at noon and it's not a big problem.
Also, this stall is a test for him, and he needs this experience."
After a pause, Feng Yifan looked at Chen Shoulin and said, "Of course, what Uncle Chen said makes sense. I will set a rough daily purchase volume for Ruifeng based on the business situation in the next few days. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, so we really can't prepare too much goods."
Yang Zhiyi said, "It doesn't matter, if it doesn't work, we can ask Xixi's mother to help promote it."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "I don't want that."
Su Ruoxi said, "Yes, you want to train your own apprentice, but don't forget that Uncle Lin and Auntie handed Xiao Lin to us before they left. You can't let Xiao Lin leave us in disgrace because of too much loss and run to Uncle Lin and Auntie, right?"
Feng Yifan held his wife's hand and said, "Don't worry, I won't let Xiaolin be like that."
When the adults were talking about this, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei had already finished their paintings.
"Dad, dad, Ruoruo has finished painting, come and take a look."
"Grandpa and grandma, Dad Feng, Dad, come and take a look. Xixi has finished her painting too."
"Fei Fei has also finished drawing."
After hearing what the three little girls said, everyone stood up and walked towards them.
"Come, let's all see what our three cute little girls have drawn."
The three girls drew things that were on display at the stall today. The children’s drawings were very abstract, and both the people and objects looked a little crooked.
But it did not affect the three girls from drawing what they wanted.
Chen Yaofei was the most detailed of the three girls. She carefully drew the cart, the people in the cart, and the people queuing outside.
Originally, the people in the queue were vertical lines, but after being drawn, they have become stick figures.
The little girl used different colors, and some people painted long hair, so the whole painting is really rich.
Although Yang Xiaoxi's paintings are not so detailed, the colors are very rich. Yang Xiaoxi used almost all the colored pencils, so the colors on her drawing paper are very rich.
The carts became colorful, and the people in the carts also had many colors, with red and yellow colors used as fried rice.
It is really very colorful, like a huge colorful canvas.
Finally, it’s Feng Ruoruo’s painting. Unlike her two good friends, Feng Ruoruo’s painting is a little bit beyond everyone’s expectations.
Because the little girl's painting looked grand, she painted a shed of the small market, and then painted each stall inside the shed, and finally painted her father's stall in the middle.
Of course, because Feng Ruoruo didn’t understand things like space in a painting, the whole painting was actually very crowded.
However, this is still an eye-opener for parents.
Feng Yifan smiled and said to the three girls: "Thank you, my three good daughters, you all painted so well. Daddy Feng will treasure your paintings as a souvenir of Daddy Feng's first stall."