Hardcore Chef Dad

While Liu Wanhua and Shen Qing Luo Meimei were eating, Su Jinrong asked her daughter to push herself over and watched them eat.

After being watched for a while, Liu Wanhua picked up a piece and said, "Jin Rong, you always look boring here, right? Come, let me feed you a piece. How about this dish that was beaten back then?"

Su Jinrong smiled and waved his hand: "I don't want to eat. I'm very happy to watch you eat."

Shen Qingluo asked curiously: "Grandma Wanhua, why would you say that Grandpa Su was beaten for this dish?"

Liu Wanhua looked at Su Jinrong, then smiled and talked to Shen Qingluo about the past.

"I didn't understand at that time, so I asked Jin Rong for help. How about Jin Rong? I was also courageous, so I quietly went to fry a piece of steamed rice and fetched it, but we had eaten it and left. In the evening, he was discovered by Mr. Su. ."

Su Jinrong also recalled that paragraph, his face was also full of smiles at this time, and it was obvious that it had been treated as a joke.

Shen Qingluo still didn't understand: "Then why, Grandpa Su would be beaten?"

Liu Wanhua continued: "You don't know, your Grandpa Su's father is a very strict person. In his opinion, your Grandpa Su was running errands in the kitchen at that time, and he was not qualified to touch the pot."

After a pause, Liu Wanhua said again: "Furthermore, at that time your Grandpa Su was still in elementary school, and it was quite difficult for him to think about it later."

Liu Wanhua laughed when she said that, although the old lady is now older, she can still see her youthful demeanor in her eyebrows.

Finally, Liu Wanhua said seriously: "The most important thing is that in the eyes of your grandfather Su, the kind of random changes in the dishes are absolutely forbidden, and only the children at that time have the courage to do it."

What Liu Wanhua said was correct. At that time, Su Jinrong was still in elementary school, but he had been allowed to help in the kitchen.

The so-called help, if it sounds nice, it's a little helper, if it sounds bad, it means going to the kitchen to do miscellaneous tasks.

Usually Su Jinrong has no chance to learn anything. First, he is still young, and second, he is not qualified to learn.

Most of the time, Su Jinrong can only do the work of serving dishes or handing something to the seniors.

But Su Jinrong at that age was also the most daring time in a person's life. That's why he dared to quietly blow up a piece of rice cake under the guidance of Liu Wanhua.

Shen Qingluo found it very interesting to mention all kinds of interesting things when he was young.

Looking now, Liu Wanhua and Su Jinrong are two elderly people, and Su Jinrong, who is younger, is also in his sixties.

Not to mention Liu Wanhua, in fact Liu Wanhua is almost 80 now.

But such two old people, sitting together and chatting about the fun of their youth and childhood, still have their faces full of smiles, they seem to have endless words, and there are so many things that can be recalled.

The last dish served to Liu Wanhua and Shen Qingluo was the "Double Juice Show White Lion" created by Feng Yifan for his wife.

I saw a white and tender lion head in the small cup. Divided by white and tender lion heads, there are two colors of soup on both sides, which really makes people look very beautiful.

Liu Wanhua smiled and said, "Try it, this is a new dish, you can't eat it elsewhere for the time being."

Shen Qingluo was full of surprise when she heard it, picked up the small spoon, and took a taste according to the words of Grandma Wanhua.

It looks a lot like a lion head, but when scooped up, it looks like it is also a lion head.

Finally, when he put it in his mouth and ate it in his mouth, Shen Qingluo finally realized that this is not a lion head.

No, it can’t be said that it’s not a lion head. It’s a lion head that’s not made of meat. This lion head is made of tofu, and there is a very fresh flavor mixed in it.

Liu Wanhua watched Shen Qingluo's expression change after eating, and smiled and said, "How is this? Does this taste good?"

Shen Qingluo swallowed the lion head in his mouth, and said in surprise: "It's delicious, Grandma Wanhua is really delicious. It has a lion head taste on the taste, but it also has the flavor of fish, and the tofu has no tofu flavor at all."

Liu Wanhua smiled and said, "Yes, you have a good taste. This dish was created by the chef for his wife."

Shen Qingluo was a little envious: "I really envy sister Ruoxi, brother-in-law can cook such a great dish."

Liu Wanhua also said: "No, Ruoxi is all bitter and happy. With such a good husband, there will definitely be only happiness in the future."

Shen Qingluo listened and looked at whether the table of guests in the restaurant was amazed. Then I kept taking pictures with my mobile phone, and almost every dish had to be photographed in Moments.

Then Su Ruoxi walked through the tables, ordering meals for those guests, with this "little tail" behind her.

These circumstances, in Shen Qingluo's eyes, are really full of joy.

Perhaps there is only one family running such a small restaurant, and it is really so busy and hard.

But such a family together, even if it is busy?

They are very happy.

Su Ji's business was naturally booming in such a night. The replacement of the small square table also attracted more customers for Suji. Even outside the door, there was a long line at one time.

Yang Xiaoxi, who didn't come to Su Ji today, was eating cookies made by Feng's father at home in the evening, and looked at his father who was lying on the dining table to catch up on the draft with a look of disgust.

Yang Zhiyi was also very depressed at this time, he really didn't want to go to Su Ji.

When I went to Suji, I had lunch and dinner, and I could also give my daughter a snack in the afternoon. My daughter can have fun with Feng Ruoruo. Isn't it fragrant?

It's really fragrant, but Yang Zhiyi can't go today.

The reason why I can't go is that I went out for a day on Saturday yesterday. After coming back from Su Ji, Yang Zhiyi fell asleep early because he was too tired, and finally forgot about his writing.

Early this morning, Yang Zhiyi received a call from the editor, asking him to hand in the manuscript today.

"Yang Zhiyi, if you don't pay it today, I can't guarantee that you will be able to recommend it in the future, and I may sit with you again when that happens. I beg you, big brother."

After the editor begged in tears, Yang Zhiyi immediately patted his chest to agree, and promised to finish it before nine o'clock in the evening.

The editor was naturally very happy. After hanging up the phone, he began to look forward to Yang Zhiyi's submission.

But after Yang Zhiyi turned on the computer, he discovered a very important problem, that is, he found that he didn't write what he should write yesterday, and as a result, he had to write a lot in two days together.

But he has agreed to the editor, Yang Zhiyi decisively cannot let the other pigeons, because that would really make both of them miserable.

So in the end, Yang Zhiyi could only give up going out and spend the whole day working hard at home.

As a result, at this moment, her daughter was lying on the sofa and gnawing on cookies, her eyes staring straight at her, giving Yang Zhiyi a feeling of thorns on her back.

But now Yang Zhiyi can't be distracted, because he has written to the key point.

This is a very exciting place. As long as the story is finished, Yang Zhiyi feels that today's task is complete.

It's a pity that there is a plot in my mind, but when I type on the computer, I feel that the text is very boring.

Yang Zhiyi is really uncomfortable, but he still has to force himself to write hard.

Just force myself to write over and over again.

Yang Zhiyi was still dissatisfied, and in the end he could only leaned back, his face was really full of pain and decadence.

When Yang Xiaoxi saw his father, he pouted and said, "Dad, why haven't you finished writing? You said, after finishing writing, take me to see Ruoruo. If you don’t finish writing, Ruoruo’s house will close. ."

The daughter's urging made Yang Zhiyi really crazy.

But at that time, it was impossible for Yang Zhiyi to be angry with her own daughter.

And for the situation today, I really blamed myself. I knew I had to write two chapters last night no matter how tired I was?

There was a cry in my heart, but there was still no way to solve the current problem.

Yang Xiaoxi looked down on his father and leaned on the chair like that, making him look very bad.

Although the little padded jacket has to pierce his father from time to time, now that he sees his father like this, he is still very nervous. He quickly got off the sofa and ran to his father's side quickly.

"Dad, daddy, what's the matter with you? Are you sick?"

After asking for a long time, Yang Xiaoxi ran back when his father didn’t reply, picked up a cookie, and stuffed it to father, “Dad, you eat a cookie, Xixi will give you a cookie, and you have eaten a cookie. I have strength."

At this moment, Yang Xiaoxi seemed to be a little genius doctor, and the cookie in his hand was a good medicine to heal his father.

Yang Zhiyi also recovered, and opened his mouth to eat the little biscuits his daughter gave him.

"Well, it's delicious. Dad has recovered a little bit. Can Xixi give Dad another piece to eat? Dad still wants to eat marshmallows and the small coconut balls."

Yang Xiaoxi heard his father talking, and quickly turned around and ran back to the coffee table in front of the sofa, bringing the marshmallows and other snacks.

"Daddy, what do you want to eat? Xixi brought it here, you can eat it quickly, and you will be well after eating it."

Next, Yang Zhiyi was really welcome, and just sat there to eat his daughter's snack.

While the father was eating his daughter's snack at home, the door was opened from the outside, and Li Fei'er came in a little tired from the outside.

When Yang Xiaoxi saw her mother coming back, she hurried to her mother's side and reported to her father's situation.

Yang Zhiyi on this side quickly put down all kinds of snacks. He squatted down in front of the computer on the desk and began to work very **** the keyboard.

"Mom, you can come back, Dad is not well, he seems to be sick."

When Li Feier came in and saw that the father and daughter were both at home, she felt very strange. Because it was originally said today that Li Fei'er was going to Taili, and then Yang Zhiyi took his daughter to Su Ji for dinner, and brought Li Fei'er back with food in the evening.

But at this point, the father and daughter are both at home, Li Feier can't help but wonder, is it so fast to go to Su Ji for dinner?

Now that she heard her daughter's words again, Li Fei'er understood in an instant, the father and daughter probably didn't go out at all.

Glancing at the mess on the other side of the sofa, Li Fei'er asked her daughter earnestly: "Xixi, didn't you and Dad go out today? Are you at home all day?"

Yang Xiaoxi nodded: "Yes, Dad said he wanted to write a book, and then promised Xixi that he would go to see Ruoruo after he finished writing. As a result, Dad fell ill and didn't finish writing."

After listening to her daughter's words, Li Feier looked at her husband, and the husband who had been typing the keyboard instantly fell on the ground.

Yang Zhiyi pretended to be dying and slowly raised his head to look at his wife.

"Wife, you, are you back? I'm sorry, I suddenly felt sick. It should be the manuscript I wrote for too long today, so I'm too tired. Sorry, I didn't take Xixi to Su Ji for dinner."

Li Fei'er was so angry that she laughed instantly when she saw her husband's appearance.

But instead of teaching her husband directly, she bent over and held her daughter's face and asked, "What did Xixi eat today?"

Yang Xiaoxi thought for a while and answered her mother: "I ate biscuits in the morning and ate the instant noodles cooked by my father at noon. I haven't eaten it at night. Oh, no, I was eating Papa Feng's snacks at night, biscuits, coconut balls, and marshmallows."

Li Fei'er was still very restrained and smiled to her daughter and said: "Xixi is really good, then Xixi goes to the sofa and sits on the sofa. Mom helps Dad treat his illness, and when he is cured, let Dad take us to dinner, okay?"

Yang Xiaoxi nodded immediately: "Okay, then mom will treat dad quickly."

Yang Zhiyi immediately sat up after hearing it ~www.readwn.com~ and then moved for a while and said, "I seem to be fine. Dad has to finish writing this paragraph as soon as possible. After finishing writing, we will go out to eat, go to Ruoruo's house and have a big meal. ."

But Li Feier naturally couldn't let her husband go. She walked over and put **** on her waist and said, "Are you going in by yourself? Or am I going to help you in?"

Feeling the chill coming from his waist, Yang Zhiyi instantly raised his hands and surrendered: "My wife, I will go in by myself."

Seeing her husband enter the back room obediently, Li Fei'er smiled and said to her daughter: "Oh, Xixi, Dad will be cured soon, and then we let Dad finish writing quickly, and we will go to Ruoruo, okay?"

Yang Xiaoxi smiled and said, "Okay, then mom, hurry up."

It didn't take long to watch Mom and Dad enter the house, and Mom and Dad came out again.

Then Yang Xiaoxi saw that his father was refreshed, his face was really full of smiles and enthusiasm. Sitting in front of the computer, his father was almost about to hit the keyboard.

I don’t know how long it took, and my father finally finished writing refreshedly, and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, wife, daughter, let’s go."

Yang Xiaoxi immediately cheered happily: "Oh, let's go to Ruoruo's house for dinner."

Watching her daughter happily ran into the room to change clothes, the smile on Yang Zhiyi's face was instantly distorted. Then slowly lifted up his clothes and glanced at the two marks left by the pinch on his waist.

At this moment, Yang Zhiyi finally understood that he must not delay the manuscript in the future, otherwise the price would be too heavy.

After Yang's family of three went out, Li Feier also asked her husband to call Su Ji and booked a spot in advance. After all, it was a bit late for their family of three to go out.

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