When Feng Ruoruo returned home in the evening, she was so tired from playing all day, dancing in kindergarten, and attending dance classes that she almost fell asleep while her grandmother was giving her a bath.
After taking a bath and being put to bed by her grandmother, the little girl was still drowsy and asked her father to tell her a story.
Grandma had no choice but to call Dad in.
Dad sat down beside the bed, and Feng Ruoruo immediately twisted her body and arched into Dad's arms.
Then, without even waiting for her father to start telling the story, the little girl fell asleep while hugging her father.
Seeing this, Lu Cuiling couldn't help but laugh and whispered, "This little thing really likes to rely on daddy more and more. He is obviously very sleepy, but he keeps dozing off during the bath. After the bath, he still insists on hugging daddy."
Feng Yifan slowly moved his daughter over and let her lie down on the bed. He also slowly lay down and hugged his daughter.
"Okay, Dad will hold Ruoruo to sleep."
Feng Ruoruo curled up in her father's arms, a relieved smile appeared on her little face, and she soon fell into a sweet dream.
Lu Cuiling did not leave, but quietly took out the clothes that her granddaughter would wear tomorrow from the closet in her granddaughter's room.
This dress was made by Lu Cuiling herself for her granddaughter.
This was because the little granddaughter was running in and out of Su Ji’s kitchen passing out menus, and she wouldn’t want the oil stains to get on other people’s clothes.
After finding it, Lu Cuiling unfolded it and looked at it carefully.
Suddenly, the changes that took place at Su's when Feng Yifan came back emerged in my mind, as well as the scene of my little granddaughter becoming gradually lively and happily running in and out of the kitchen every day.
"Oh, now that I think about it, it was better in the past. It was really fun for Ruoruo to pass on the menu every day."
Feng Yifan heard his mother's words and whispered, "Mom, Su Ji will open soon. Ruoruo can still run in and out of Su Ji. She can definitely go into the kitchen as she pleases."
Lu Cuiling added, "But it's different. Su Ji has been renovated, and Ruoruo doesn't need to pass on the menu anymore."
Feng Yifan roughly understood what his mother meant.
My mother feels that although Su Ji has grown bigger, it has lost the original family atmosphere.
He slowly stood up from his daughter's bed, walked to his mother and said seriously and softly, "Mom, we have to look forward. I believe that our family will get better and better in the future. Ruoruo will grow up eventually. I want to give Ruoruo a better environment to grow up in."
Having said that, Feng Yifan also looked at his daughter who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
At this moment, his eyes were full of love and pity for his daughter.
Lu Cuiling naturally understood her son's thoughts.
Feng Yifan now wants to expand Su Ji, and it is not just what he said, but also to establish a set of domestic restaurant standards.
He also wanted to use the two restaurants to create better growth conditions for his daughter.
In the future, whether Feng Ruoruo will inherit Su Ji and Ruoruo Restaurant.
After all, she will definitely be able to live a carefree life.
In this way, Feng Ruoruo will have more choices, she can do something she likes, and have more options to choose from.
This is the important reason why Feng Yifan is working so hard to run two restaurants at the same time.
Lu Cuiling looked at her son and said, "Mom is very pleased. My son finally looks like a man and has finally grown into a good father."
Feng Yifan smiled and responded to his mother: "Mom, this is all because of your good education."
Lu Cuiling couldn't hold back her laughter and almost laughed out loud, so she had to quickly cover her mouth.
Then, trying hard to hold back her laughter, she said to her son in a deep voice, "You little bastard, you're getting sweeter and sweeter. Go out now and don't disturb Ruoruo's sleep."
The mother and son also quickly and tiptoed out of Feng Ruoruo's room.
After leaving Feng Ruoruo's room, Lu Cuiling said, "You, say less sweet words to me, and talk more to your wife and daughter. In short, don't work too hard. If you really can't make it, there are still me and your father. The income from our vegetable base can also let Ruoruo live a worry-free life."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your support, Mom. I will definitely let Ruoruo be more filial to you and Dad in the future."
Lu Cuiling laughed immediately after hearing this: "You little brat, I just praised you and you're already complaining. Go to bed quickly. Don't you have a lot of things to do tomorrow?"
Feng Yifan also said, "Okay, Mom, you should go to bed early too."
After saying that, Feng Yifan returned to his room.
In the room, Su Ruoxi did not sleep, but sat on the bed, obviously waiting for Feng Yifan.
Feng Yifan got on the bed, put his arm around his wife and asked, "What's wrong? It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet? Ruoruo is already asleep."
Su Ruoxi looked at her husband and suddenly asked softly, "Are you nervous?"
Feng Yifan was a little confused when asked this question.
"Ah? Why do you ask that suddenly?"
Su Ruoxi put her arms around her husband, curled up in his arms and whispered, "I was just thinking that Su Ji will open tomorrow, and the more I thought about it, the more nervous I felt. So many people are looking forward to Su Ji, and so many people will come tomorrow. The more I think about it, the more nervous I feel."
Feng Yifan hugged his wife and comforted her softly: "Okay, don't be nervous, I'm still here, right?"
Su Ruoxi rested her head gently on her husband's chest and said, "But I'm still worried about you. You said you've gained so much popularity now. Not to mention your Weibo, my Weibo has a lot of followers. Every day, many people send me private messages asking all kinds of questions."
Feng Yifan immediately said, "Oh, you don't have to pay attention to those things. If you don't like them, you can just not watch them, or we can find someone else to help run it."
Su Ruoxi said seriously, "It's not good. Those people follow my Weibo and send me private messages because of you. They all support you, so I can't ignore them. I have to help you win over those who support you."
Feng Yifan understood his wife's thoughts, and his wife hoped to help him in other ways.
That’s why my wife would spend some time looking at things on Weibo, and even read some private messages one by one.
Because Su Ruoxi felt that those who followed and sent private messages to her husband on Weibo would support her husband, and she hoped to help her husband win over those people. If her husband encountered some criticism, these people could help him.
Feng Yifan said softly to his wife: "Don't be nervous. You have to have confidence in your husband."
Su Ruoxi raised her head in her husband's arms like a little girl and pouted, saying, "Of course I have confidence."
When Feng Yifan saw his wife's look, he couldn't help but kiss her softly.
"That's right. Since you have confidence in me, why are you still nervous and worried? We will open tomorrow, just like before. We just need to run it well like the old Su Ji, and there won't be any problems."
Su Ruoxi couldn't help but say, "But now it's different from before."
Feng Yifan heard his wife's little girl tone and asked with a smile: "What's the difference, baby?"
Su Ruoxi blushed a little when her husband called her "baby".
"Can you please speak properly?"
"Okay, baby, go ahead and I'm listening."
"Hey, you, what's wrong with you, calling me baby all of a sudden?"
"You are my baby, you are my big baby, Ruoruo is our little baby."
"Really, I don't know what to say when you call me like that."
"Okay, baby, you talk, I won't say anything."
Su Ruoxi adapted to the situation a little and finally pointed out the differences.
“Su Ji used to be just a small restaurant doing business around our ancient street. At that time, whether it was you or my dad, we basically made some home-cooked dishes, which were very common.
But it’s different now. Your reputation is so great now. People on the Internet have started calling you the ‘God of Cooking’. And your restaurant is also a success, so I think everyone’s expectations of Su Kee are a bit too high. That’s why I’m worried and nervous.”
After listening to his wife's words, Feng Yifan understood the worry and nervousness in her heart.
Indeed, if we only look at the current surface situation, the opening of Su Ji can be said to have raised high expectations, and everyone is very much looking forward to it.
Coupled with the previous publicity and hype, it will really be like a huge stone pressing on it.
If this invisible pressure happened to someone else.
Even top chefs with reputations like Zhuang Daozhong and Shi Jinbin may feel more or less stressed, and it is normal to feel nervous.
Not to mention Su Ruoxi, it is normal for her to be nervous now.
But for Feng Yifan, he actually didn't feel nervous.
He has seen many storms and waves, so this little situation is just a small matter in front of him.
What's more, he has the support of his family behind him no matter what, so he can be said to have no fear in his heart, and is ready to let everyone get to know Su Ji again.
So Feng Yifan comforted his wife softly: "Don't worry, honey, we will definitely be able to open the business successfully, and everything will go smoothly in the future. Although everyone in the kitchen has not been able to enrich the menu, I believe that my menu is enough.
What's more, wife, you should have confidence in dad, grandpa, and the things passed down by Su Ji's ancestors.
Think about it, since grandpa and dad have been able to make home-cooked dishes so well for generations and have won the recognition of so many people, it is enough to prove that home-cooked dishes are not as simple as they seem. Therefore, our Su Ji’s cooking skills have always been very strong.”
Su Ruoxi was a little less nervous after listening to her husband's comfort.
"I believe this. Grandpa and Dad are both really great chefs, and you are even better than them. I believe my husband will be even better."
Feng Yifan gently tapped the tip of his wife's nose, leaned close to her ear and whispered softly: "Of course your husband is very strong."
I heard my husband's whispers in his ears during this game, especially the gentle breath he blew afterward.
Su Ruoxi's cheeks instantly turned red, and her breathing began to become rapid.
Then she hugged her husband tightly, raised her head, and looked at her husband with a pair of affectionate eyes.
Facing his wife, whose face was rosy and eyes were already beginning to blur.
Then look at my wife’s beautiful red lips.
Feng Yifan also began to feel a little overwhelmed.
Slowly lower your heads and your lips collide.
Although the couple went crazy for a moment, they quickly calmed down.
Su Ruoxi grumbled, "Oh, really, it's not possible now. We have to wait a few more months."
Feng Yifan kissed his wife's forehead, hugged her and slowly lay down.
"Good boy, we don't have to worry. We still have to protect our baby."
Su Ruoxi hugged her husband and said softly, "Okay, then go to bed early. Don't you have to get up early tomorrow morning? If you want to take Ruoruo to the vegetable market, remember to be safe on the way."
Feng Yifan responded, "Okay, go to sleep."
But at this time, Su Ruoxi said coquettishly: "No, you go to tell Ruoruo stories every day, so now you sing a song for me and coax me to sleep."
Feng Yifan couldn't help but laugh and whispered, "Baby, you know I can't sing."
Su Ruoxi continued to act coquettishly: "No no no, I want to listen, I want to listen to you sing."
After his wife had been acting coquettishly with him for a long time, Feng Yifan could only sing reluctantly.
As expected, he is still tone-deaf.
But Su Ruoxi liked it very much and slowly fell asleep in her husband's arms.
Feng Yifan saw that his wife had fallen asleep, so he kissed her cheek, turned off the lights, and also lay down to sleep.
Early in the morning, Feng Yifan woke up on time as usual, at 4:30 in the morning.
He quietly got out of bed, picked up his clothes, walked out of the room, and slowly closed the door.
Try to move as gently as possible so as not to disturb your wife who is still sleeping.
Not long after Feng Yifan left the room, the door of his daughter's room next door was slowly opened.
Little Feng Ruoruo poked her little head out of the room.
Then she saw her father at a glance, and a happy smile instantly appeared on the little girl's face.
The father and daughter smiled at each other in tacit understanding, then went into their daughter's room together and began to wash up in the bathroom.
After changing clothes, Feng Yifan combed his daughter's hair and tied it into a simple ponytail.
Everything was ready. The father and daughter walked out of the room together, changed their shoes at the door, and then went out hand in hand.
During the entire process, there was almost no verbal communication between the father and daughter.
But the father and daughter have a very good understanding of each other. They brush their teeth together, wash their faces together, the father combs his daughter's hair, they change shoes together at the door, and finally go out hand in hand.
Taking the elevator downstairs and walking in the still dark neighborhood, Feng Ruoruo finally couldn't help but speak.
"Dad, it's still dark outside."
Feng Yifan smiled and responded, "Yes, it's only five o'clock now, but we have to go early, otherwise there won't be good vegetables at the vegetable market, and we won't be able to buy the best and freshest vegetables, which will be bad for Grandpa's restaurant to open at noon."
Feng Ruoruo said with a smile: "I know, we have to buy the best vegetables, so that dad can make delicious food, and then everyone will like grandpa's restaurant, right?"
Feng Yifan nodded and smiled, "Yes, Ruoruo is really smart."
The father and daughter talked as they walked. After they left the community, they met Lin Ruifeng, Ma Xiaolong and Ning Cheng who were already waiting in the car at the intersection outside the community.
After getting in the car, Feng Ruoruo sat in her father's arms, raised her little hand and shouted, "Okay, let's go."
The car started and drove towards the market on the outskirts of the city.