Feng Ruoruo was also very surprised to see her father making many dishes with eggplant. Standing next to her grandfather, she watched her father busying himself and wanted to help several times, but the little girl didn't know how to help. In the end, she could only stand and watch.
Dad was always busy in the kitchen. He had to control the fire in the furnace, add firewood to the furnace, pull the bellows, and then pay attention to the food in the pot.
In Feng Ruoruo's view, her father really seemed to have the ability to clone himself. He could run back and forth busy and still do things very well.
I was busy until my grandparents came back, and my dad just happened to prepare lunch.
When Feng Ruoruo heard the sound of her grandparents coming home, she turned around and ran out of the kitchen.
As soon as grandma entered the room, she shouted, "Where's my little baby Ruoruo? Grandma is back, why didn't little baby Ruoruo come out to welcome grandma?"
Feng Ruoruo ran out of the kitchen and saw her grandmother coming in. She immediately took the towel her mother handed to her and ran over to hand the towel to her grandmother and grandfather.
"Welcome home, grandma and grandpa, wipe your sweat quickly."
Grandma and grandpa took the towel handed over by their granddaughter, wiped the sweat off their bodies, smiled and praised their granddaughter for being sensible.
"Well, our Ruoruo is really sensible."
"Hahaha, grandma's little darling Ruoruo is so nice. She even knows to pass the towel to grandma and grandpa."
Feng Ruoruo said with a smile: "Grandma, you and Grandpa wipe your sweat, then give the towel to Ruoruo, Ruoruo will take it and let mom wash it for you, and then I will let you wipe it again, then you can go into the house and sit down, drink some water, and cool down, Dad will be ready soon and you can eat."
After hearing what their granddaughter said, Feng Jiandong and Lu Cuiling felt very comfortable when they returned home.
Before their granddaughter came back, the old couple often would not go home at noon.
Firstly, there are only two old people here, and it would be too tiring to run back and forth, which would waste a lot of time.
Secondly, it is too hot to rush back at noon in summer, eat and then go back to the vegetable base.
So most of the time, the old couple would bring their meals to the vegetable base, eat with everyone at the base at noon, and after a short rest after lunch, they would continue to work.
But now that they have a little granddaughter at home, the old couple naturally have to come back at noon every day.
The little granddaughter took the initiative to hand them a towel, which made the old couple feel that it would be better to go home.
Feng Ruoruo took the towel that her grandparents had used to wipe their sweat, and quickly ran to hand it to her mother.
"Mom, please wash it quickly. Ruoruo needs to give it to grandpa and grandma."
Su Ruoxi also quickly washed the towel in clean water, then wrung out the water and handed it to her daughter again, asking her to give it to her grandparents.
Feng Ruoruo also enjoyed it very much. She ran back and forth to bring towels to her grandparents.
When Su Ruoxi went to deliver the towel to her daughter for the second time, she also took out the watermelon that had been cooled with the cold spring water at home.
Use a knife to cut the watermelon into slices, and then pass the watermelon to your parents-in-law after they have wiped their faces.
"Mom and Dad, have some watermelon. Yifan has been keeping the watermelon cool with spring water. It's just the right time to eat it. Eat some watermelon to cool it down first, and then you can probably eat."
Lu Cuiling took the watermelon and said to her daughter-in-law, "Thank you for your hard work."
Su Ruoxi took the towel and said, "You're welcome, Mom."
Lu Cuiling held the watermelon in her hands and said to her little granddaughter, "Come on, Ruoruo, help grandma taste it. Take a bite and see if it's sweet."
Feng Ruoruo watched her grandmother hand the tip of the watermelon to her. She knew that the one her grandmother handed to her was the most delicious.
So she didn't eat it, but pushed it back to her grandmother and said, "Grandma, you eat it, this is the sweetest place, Grandma, you eat it quickly, Ruoru won't eat it."
Lu Cuiling didn't expect that her little granddaughter was so knowledgeable.
She knew that the pointed corner she was given was the middle part of the watermelon, and also the sweetest part of the watermelon.
Seeing that her granddaughter didn't want to eat, Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "If Ruoruo doesn't want to eat, then grandma will eat it."
Feng Ruoruo pushed her grandmother's hand and said, "Grandma, eat quickly."
In the end, Lu Cuiling couldn't resist her granddaughter and took a bite.
After taking a bite, the cool and sweet watermelon juice rushed into her mouth, and she didn't need to chew it at all. It instantly flowed into her esophagus and stomach along the mouth. In an instant, the heat in her body was washed away. Lu Cuiling felt refreshed and really comfortable.
It took Lu Cuiling about five or six bites to finish a piece of watermelon.
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I took a long breath and felt that all the heat in my body had been cleared away. I felt really refreshed.
Feng Ruoruo saw her grandmother's expression and asked with a smile, "Grandma, are you feeling well?"
Lu Cuiling looked at her granddaughter and said, "Yes, it is really comfortable."
Feng Ruoruo said happily: "That's great, grandma feels comfortable now."
The old couple ate a few pieces of watermelon and sat under the persimmon tree in their small courtyard. They didn't need air conditioning or a fan. They just needed the wind from their granddaughter's fan to cool down quickly.
Feng Yifan, who was busy in the kitchen, had basically finished the dishes. He came out and saw his daughter fanning her grandparents. He smiled and asked, "Are Ruoruo's grandparents cool enough? Can we start eating now?"
Hearing her father's question, Feng Ruoruo also asked, "Grandma, Grandpa, can we eat now?"
Feng Jiandong nodded and said, "Of course, let's eat."
Feng Ruoruo was like a messenger, shouting to her father, "It's time to eat, Dad, please start eating quickly."
Feng Yifan smiled and agreed: "Okay, let's eat."
First, he pushed his father-in-law out of the kitchen, and Feng Yifan placed the small square table under the persimmon tree. After everyone in the family was seated, he went to the kitchen and brought out the dishes one by one.
During this process, Su Ruoxi would also go in to help and serve the dishes as soon as possible.
The dishes served were somewhat unexpected.
Lu Cuiling looked at the dishes and finally couldn't help but smile and said to her son, "You are really good. Ruoruo went to pick eggplants today. Why don't you cook them into dishes? We will have an eggplant feast for lunch, right? You are too perfunctory to us."
Without waiting for Feng Yifan to answer, Feng Ruoruo immediately spoke up for her father: "Grandma, the eggplants made by dad are delicious."
As soon as the little granddaughter opened her mouth, Lu Cuiling looked helpless and could only pinch her little granddaughter's face.
"You little thing, you say everything your dad makes is delicious."
Feng Ruoruo was not convinced and shouted, "Grandma, please try it. Please try it. What Dad made is really delicious. Please try it quickly."
Seeing his granddaughter's expression, Feng Jiandong smiled and said, "Well, there's nothing wrong with eating eggplant. Besides eggplant, there's chicken, meat, and even fish here. It's still a rich meal. Don't always be picky with your son."
Feng Ruoruo imitated her grandfather's tone and said, "That's right, grandma, don't be picky."
Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "Oh, oh, oh, you little thing, you dare to say that grandma is picky, you are really getting bolder and bolder."
Su Ruoxi smiled and said to her daughter, "Ruoruo, you can't talk about grandma like that."
Lu Cuiling continued, "Okay, we all support Ruoruo, sit down and taste it."
Although she said this, Lu Cuiling really started eating and found that her son's cooking skills were really amazing. Although all dishes were made with eggplant, each one tasted very different.
For example, a dish of cold shredded eggplant to go with wine is made of peeled and steamed eggplant, torn into thin strips by hand, and then mixed with a cooked vinegar sauce.
For the vinegar sauce, Feng Yifan used rice vinegar, which he cooked briefly in a pot, added some salt and sugar, as well as a little bit of light soy sauce, and some mashed garlic, and poured it on the eggplant shreds. It really tasted unique.
Especially for the two old men Feng Jiandong and Su Jinrong, who want to have a drink, this cold-mixed eggplant shreds is very suitable.
In addition to the cold shredded eggplant, several other dishes made with eggplant also amazed Lu Cuiling.
For example, the eggplant box has a crispy outer skin, and is filled with shrimp and pork, as well as the sauce prepared by Feng Yifan. It tastes really delicious.
There is also one made by Feng Yifan, which is an eggplant pancake that looks like braised eel, and is also very delicious.
While eating, Lu Cuiling couldn't help but say, "This dish tastes like fried eel."
It looks a lot like braised eel in oil, but when you eat it with chopsticks, the eggplant will be torn off one by one. When you eat it with the soup, it does taste a bit like shredded eel in oil.
Seeing her son being able to make eggplants in so many different ways, Lu Cuiling could only secretly admire him.
Then he looked at his son, who would pick up food for his wife from time to time and was also responsible for feeding his daughter.
The happy family of three made Lu Cuiling feel that her son had really grown up and was a real adult, and was doing a good job in the roles of husband and father.
Just like the dishes made by my son, the ingredients are all eggplant, but they can be made into various dishes with different flavors.
At the end of the lunch, most of the dishes made with eggplant by Feng Yifan had been eaten by everyone, but some meat dishes were left over, which had to be put into the refrigerator.
Seeing this, Lu Cuiling couldn't help but say, "Look, you've cooked too many dishes, right? We're the only family eating together every day, so don't always cook so many dishes. Sometimes if you cook too much, we can't finish it. The weather is quite hot, and leftovers don't taste good."
Feng Yifan said seriously: "Okay, Mom, I got it. I will pay attention tomorrow."
Feng Ruoruo pouted and spoke for her father: "Grandma, you can't blame Dad. We brought Qie Qie back late, and Dad had already cooked other dishes. Then Qie Qie was brought back, and Dad used Qie Qie to cook, so he cooked so many dishes at once."
Hearing her granddaughter's words, Lu Cuiling also laughed: "You little thing, you still know how to help your father take responsibility."
Feng Ruoruo didn't understand what her grandmother said. The little girl just felt that her father was not wrong anyway.
"Grandma, please don't talk about Dad all the time. Ruoruo will be unhappy if you always talk about Dad. Ruoruo doesn't like to hear Grandma talking about Dad."
Lu Cuiling looked at her son and said, "Look, your daughter is beginning to protect you."
Feng Yifan said with a little pride: "Of course, Ruoruo is my daughter."
Feng Ruoruo ran over and got into her father's arms, and said to her grandmother with a smile: "Yes, yes, Ruoruo is Daddy's daughter."
Seeing the look on the father and daughter's faces, Lu Cuiling could only say, "Okay, you two have a good relationship, so grandma promises Ruoruo that I won't say 'Dad' in front of Ruoruo anymore. Is that okay?"
The little girl was naturally satisfied with her grandma's answer: "Okay, grandma is so nice."
After lunch, it was time for Feng Ruoruo to take a nap.
The little girl pestered her father today and said, "Dad, can you take Ruoruo to bed at noon? Tell her a story. You haven't finished telling her the story you told her about your time abroad last time."
Hearing his daughter's request, Feng Yifan naturally agreed to it.
"Okay, Dad will take Ruoruo to sleep at noon today."
As he spoke, Feng Yifan picked up his daughter and carried her around in the yard like a plane, then finally carried her into the room.
"Woo, the plane has landed, and our target is the bed in mom and dad's room."
Hearing her father's voiceover, Feng Ruoruo also laughed happily: "Hahaha, we've landed. Ruoruo's plane has landed safely."
After falling asleep in bed, Feng Yifan held his daughter in his arms and began to tell her stories.
Dad’s stories are about some of his experiences abroad.
For example, when my father was abroad, he was busy in the kitchen every day and used some leftover ingredients in the kitchen to make a very delicious employee meal for so many people in the kitchen.
Even though they are leftovers, they still have to be delicious enough so that everyone can be satisfied.
In the beginning, my father was not used to it either. In China, the leftovers in the kitchen would be disposed of regularly. They were not kept for employee meals. Most of the time, they would be discarded, thrown away, or used to feed livestock and poultry.
However, in foreign countries, due to the high prices of various ingredients, food cannot be wasted.
The chef needs to try his best to make full use of every ingredient.
Therefore, scraps cannot be discarded at will.
Feng Ruoruo heard this and said in a daze: "Ruoruo knows that, that is called, can't be wasted."
Feng Yifan was a little surprised to hear his daughter's voice. He thought his daughter had fallen asleep. Unexpectedly, his daughter was still awake and listening to his story.
He looked down at his daughter in his arms. She had her eyes closed and looked like she was about to fall asleep.
Feng Yifan said softly to his daughter, "Well, Ruoruo is really smart. She knows not to waste. Ruoruo is a good child. Daddy uses the leftovers from cooking to make lunch for everyone. As a result, Daddy's colleagues all like the lunch Daddy makes very much."
Feng Ruoruo replied in a daze: "Dad, the best, umm..."
Looking at his daughter sleeping in his arms, Feng Yifan smiled and kissed her forehead, saying softly, "Dad is not great, Dad just did what he should do."