Feng Ruoruo's children walked on the old street, holding their grandmother's hand on the left and their mother's hand on the right, and then the little girl chattered with her grandmother and mother along the way.

"Grandma, do you know? The children who didn't come to our house yesterday will definitely regret it today. ”

Hearing Feng Ruoruo's words, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but remind her daughter: "Ruoruo, the child didn't come to the house yesterday, you can't just hate others, you still have to play with others, you know?"

Feng Ruoruo turned her head to look at her mother and said, "If you know, the children actually want to come to our house, but their parents don't let them come." ”

Grandma said on the other side: "Yes, their parents may not want to trouble us, and they don't want Ruoruo's father to be embarrassed, so they don't let them come to our house to play." ”

Su Ruoxi also continued: "So, if you are in kindergarten, don't always talk about Dad's snacks, okay?"

When Feng Ruoruo heard her mother say this, she asked a little puzzled, "Why?"

Mom explained seriously: "Because the dim sum made by Dad is for Ruoruo to eat, not for sale, if you think Daddy's dim sum is delicious, you can tell Dad and let Dad continue to make it."

But if you tell the child, it will make the child's parents feel that if you are deliberately helping the father sell snacks. ”

Feng Ruoruo still didn't understand her mother's explanation, and the little girl pouted and said, "But Mom, Dad's dim sum is delicious." ”

In Feng Ruoruo's children's minds, since Dad made delicious dim sum, why can't he tell other children? And she thinks the children also think it's delicious?

Seeing that her daughter didn't seem to understand too much, Su Ruoxi was also a little distressed, as if she was also a little unclear with her daughter.

Lu Cuiling thought about it, smiled and said to her little granddaughter: "Ruoruo, in fact, Mom doesn't mean that Dad makes dim sum that is not delicious, but wants to tell you that Dad is very hard, and if many children let Dad make dim sum, Dad will work even harder."

So if you don't want your dad to work very, very hard?"

This time, Feng Ruoruo's children understood, and hurriedly said to their grandmother: "Ruoruo's father is very hard." ”

Lu Cuiling nodded and said, "Yes, so, let's not let the children always think about Dad's snacks, so that they won't ask Dad to buy them, and Dad won't have to work hard to make more dim sum." ”

Feng Ruoruo nodded, and then thought about it again and said, "Grandma, can Ruoruo still share snacks with children?"

Lu Cuiling smiled and said: "Of course you can, if you are a good child and know how to share delicious food with children, of course you can, but if you want to tell children that Dad's dim sum is not for sale, right?"

Feng Ruoruo finally nodded happily: "Okay, if you know, if you don't let the children buy snacks at home." ”

Although what her mother-in-law said was a little different from what Su Ruoxi wanted to tell her daughter.

But Su Ruoxi also understands that the truths she said are a little too complicated for her daughter. Now her daughter has also promised that she will not let the children buy snacks at home, and she can be regarded as having achieved her ultimate goal.

Grandma and mother told Feng Ruoruo on the road, and the little girl did listen to it.

Although the little girl still can't understand the big truth, when the children in the kindergarten shouted to go to the house to buy snacks, Feng Ruoruo was very decisive and refused.

"My dad doesn't sell dim sum, you want to eat the dim sum made by my dad, next time the teacher asks you to bring it, I'll bring everyone to eat together." ”

Hearing Feng Ruoruo say this, the children who couldn't go to Feng Ruoruo's house yesterday were naturally very disappointed.

Then the children who went there yesterday couldn't help but show off.

"You didn't go to Ruoruo's house yesterday, and you didn't eat the snacks made by Ruoruo's father. ”

"Yes, Ruoruo's dad made that snack is delicious. ”

"Well, fruity, and rustling to eat. ”

"It's really delicious. ”

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Listening to the description of the children who have been there, the children who have not gone are very anxious, and then they can only ask Feng Ruoruo if they can go to her house to eat snacks again today.

Feng Ruoruo thought about some of the words of her grandmother and mother on the road, and said seriously: "Yes, but you have to ask your parents to agree to your going." ”

As soon as they said this, some children's faces suddenly collapsed, and they felt that their parents didn't seem to agree.

At this time, another child asked, "Ruoruo, does your father really not sell dim sum?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, "Yes, my father doesn't sell dim sum, he makes it for me to eat, and then I bring it to the kindergarten and let everyone eat it together, so I don't sell it." ”

The child was very disappointed: "Well, I still want my mother to buy it for me." ”

But at this time, Liu Zihao suddenly said: "You can buy it, my mother took me to other stores yesterday to buy delicious cakes and biscuits, you can go to other stores to buy them." ”

was said by Liu Zihao, and a group of children immediately seemed to open up a new world.

One by one, the children chattered and began to talk about what stores they had been to with their parents, and what kind of snacks and sweets they had bought.

Feng Ruoruo's side quickly fell into the cold, leaving only Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei still by their side.

When the children didn't ask Feng Ruoruo to buy snacks, the little girl also felt as if she was relieved.

Yang Xiaoxi was a little strange, and asked in a low voice, "Ruoruo, why doesn't Uncle Feng sell dim sum?"

Feng Ruoruo whispered to the two good friends: "Because Dad is very hard, Dad has to cook and make snacks for me, it's very hard, if everyone buys it, Dad will work even harder." ”

At this moment, in Feng Ruoruo's heart, not letting her father work hard is the first requirement.

Hearing Feng Ruoruo's words, Chen Yaofei nodded and said, "Uncle Feng is very hard, and my grandparents also said that Uncle Feng is very hard, and he is so powerful that he can run a restaurant alone." ”

Yang Xiaoxi thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "Then Ruoruo, can Feifei and I let Uncle Feng make snacks?"

Feng Ruoruo heard her good friend's question, so she first looked around very carefully, making sure that no other children were paying attention to this side this time.

The little girl said softly to the two children: "Yes, Xixi and Feifei can go to my house to get snacks, and Dad will not be very hard to be a child of three children." ”

If Feng Yifan was here, he might feel crying and laughing when he heard his daughter's words.

In her daughter's mind, she thinks that it is not hard for her father to make dim sum for three people, but if there are more, then her father will work hard.

In fact, this concept was also on the way to the kindergarten, after Feng Ruoruo asked her grandmother, her grandmother told her little granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo doesn't remember what her grandmother said at the time.

But the little girl remembered that her grandmother said: Dad will not be very hard to make snacks for her, Xixi, and Feifei. So I can let Xixi and Feifei continue to eat the snacks made by my father with me.

As for the other children in the kindergarten, she can only wait for Teacher Fang to allow her to bring snacks, and then share Dad's snacks with the other children.

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