As soon as Feng Yifan entered the door, he saw his mother's face full of anger and she even called his name directly. He knew that his mother was about to get angry.
Thinking that his daughter was not around and that there might be no one who could help him quench his mother's anger at the moment, Feng Yifan stepped forward decisively and hugged his mother before she got angry.
"Mom, I miss you so much. I really miss you and my dad when I'm abroad. Every day abroad, besides missing Ruoxi and Ruoruo, I think about you and my dad. Mom, I'm sorry."
In public, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Feng Yifan gave his mother a hug and expressed his deep longing for her.
All the diners in the small restaurant came to their senses from the moment when the sturdy old lady scared away the troublemaker with her glare.
At this moment, seeing the mother and son hugging each other and hearing Feng Yifan's affectionate words, everyone felt a little happy to see this scene.
It's really great to have such a kind and loving family.
However, Lu Cuiling, who was hugged by her son, was stunned for a moment, then pushed her son away, her face full of anger again, and she slapped her son and said, "Why are you hugging me here? Don't you see there are so many customers in the store? Go to the kitchen and work quickly!"
Feng Yifan was completely confused by his mother's words. The deep affection he had for his parents after seeing them again in two lifetimes completely collapsed in an instant.
Seeing that her son did not move, Lu Cuiling stretched out her hand and forcibly turned him around, pushing him to the back kitchen: "Go to work, don't just stand here, don't you know that the customer is God?"
Feng Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked back at his mother, then at his father who had already walked up to his father-in-law.
Facing his son's gaze, Feng Jiandong said calmly, "Go ahead and take care of the customers first. Since we are open for business, we must do a good job."
After hearing what his father said, Feng Yifan did not hesitate any longer and rushed out of the kitchen.
After watching her husband enter the kitchen, Su Ruoxi asked her mother-in-law and father-in-law to sit down first, and she began to ask the guests in the restaurant about their orders.
He also patiently introduced the menu to each table of guests: "We don't cook at noon in our restaurant. We only have fried rice and noodles. You can order fried rice with broken gold or gold wrapped in silver. You can also add various ingredients, including river and seafood.
The noodles are our homemade specialty Yifu noodles, and you can add a variety of toppings. You can order whatever toppings you want on the menu.”
Some new diners, after listening to Su Ruoxi's introduction, were naturally a little curious and couldn't help asking some questions.
“Are there so many requirements for fried rice and noodles?”
"Yes, what are these broken gold and gold-wrapped silver?"
"I came here after hearing the introduction from a friend. My friend said your small restaurant is very unique. After hearing your introduction, it really is very different."
"Madam, what is the difference between this broken gold and gold wrapped in silver? Can you tell us?"
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Seeing that everyone was very curious about the broken gold and gold-wrapped silver, Mr. Zhang Maosheng, who is a die-hard fan of Su Ji and comes here almost every day at noon, naturally took the initiative to act as a tour guide.
"Smashed gold" means frying eggs into flocs that look like broken gold, and then frying them with rice. Gold wrapped silver is very simple, just wrap each grain of rice with golden eggs."
After listening to Mr. Zhang’s explanation, the new diners suddenly became curious and some of them decided to order one dish each to try.
As people placed their orders, Feng Yifan in the kitchen naturally started to get busy.
Su Ji, a small restaurant on the old street, naturally began its busy day.
When Meng Shitong and others arrived, there was no room left even before the entrance.
Photographer A Fei couldn't help but say, "Sister Su, your restaurant is too small. You should expand it in the future."
He Yaqian immediately said, "No, I think we should not expand it. A small restaurant is classy. If there are more customers in the future, we can ask them to make reservations. Many small restaurants abroad operate this way."
Hearing what He Yaqian said, Lu Cuiling immediately agreed: "Hey, what you said makes sense, I'll make reservations in the future, so I don't have to be so busy."
Then Lu Cuiling pulled her daughter-in-law aside and said, "Ruoxi, you can consider this method. Your father and I have supplied many foreign restaurants in the past two years, and some of them operate in this way. They have high requirements for vegetables."
Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Mom, we have to wait until my dad gets better and then we can discuss it together and make a decision."
Lu Cuiling also nodded, and then said to her father-in-law in the wheelchair: "Brother Su, you should take good care of yourself. From now on, let Yifan do all the dirty and tiring work. Let Yifan do your sister's work as well. If he can't protect your family's ancestral plaque, kick him out."
Su Jinrong listened to Lu Cuiling's words, grinned, and said with all his strength: "Believe him, believe him."
Lu Cuiling didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it, she soon understood and said with a smile, "You believe Yifan, right? You can't trust that brat too much. You have to let Ruoxi take care of him, otherwise that brat will be very wild."
Just as his mother said this, Feng Yifan came out from the kitchen carrying fried rice and noodles. When he heard his mother's words, he served the rice and said, "Mom, am I back now? And I will definitely take good care of Ruoxi and Ruoruo."
Lu Cuiling pouted and opened her mouth to say something, but when she saw her husband's eyes, she immediately swallowed the words back.
After a pause, Lu Cuiling said, "Don't just keep talking. You have to do it well. Your father and I met Su Lanxin. She said she would come to dinner tonight. Will you invite her?"
After saying this, Lu Cuiling quickly looked at Su Jinrong, somewhat worried that her in-laws would be too excited.
Su Jinrong was indeed a little excited when he first heard it, but when he saw his in-laws, daughter and son-in-law in front of him, the knot in his heart slowly untied.
Out of trust in his son-in-law, at this moment Su Jinrong was relieved that his sister was coming to dinner.
What is meant to come will eventually come.
Since he couldn't avoid it, Su Jinrong chose to trust his son-in-law. At least his son-in-law had not disappointed him in the three days since he came back.
Feeling relieved, Su Jinrong tried very hard to say clearly: "Greet him well."
This should be the first time that Su Jinrong was able to speak a clear and continuous sentence since his stroke. Although the sentence was only four words and very short, Feng Yifan already understood the meaning it contained.
His father-in-law asked him to entertain well, which meant that he had to show his real ability and not let Su Lanxin who came to visit find fault with him.
Feng Yifan replied calmly and confidently: "Okay, Dad."
Lu Cuiling glanced at her son, who looked confident, and said unceremoniously, "Son, you must do your best and don't ruin your father-in-law's reputation."
Feng Yifan was much more relaxed when talking to his mother. He smiled and replied, "Don't worry, Mom. Your son has not spent these years abroad in vain. When it comes to cooking skills, he has a group of fans to testify to his cooking skills."
After saying this, Feng Yifan turned around and asked the guests in the restaurant: "Dear old and new customers, what do you think of my cooking skills?"
The diners who had been listening, when they heard Feng Yifan ask, naturally all gave him a thumbs up and praised him.
After receiving everyone's praise, Feng Yifan proudly raised his chin to his mother, then swaggered back to the kitchen.
Lu Cuiling looked at him and pretended to be angry and said to Su Ruoxi, "Daughter-in-law, Yifan's bad habits cannot be tolerated. Look at how cocky he is. Find some time to take good care of him for me."
Seeing her mother-in-law pretending to be angry, Su Ruoxi smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay, Mom, but I think it's better to let Ruoruo take care of him."
Speaking of her granddaughter, Lu Cuiling couldn't help laughing: "Oh, my Ruoruo still has to go to kindergarten. I really want to go there right now and pick up my granddaughter."