"Grandma, grandma, listen to Ruoruo tell you."

Lu Cuiling also turned around and looked at her granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo held grandma's hand and said seriously: "Grandma, Laba porridge is not eight things. Laba porridge is called Laba porridge because this porridge is eaten on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Do you know that grandma? The twelfth lunar month is the December lunar month when the time is calculated based on the moon. The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."

Lu Cuiling heard that her granddaughter was very serious and told her to her, explaining her like a little teacher for a long time.

That little look was really interesting, which made Lu Cuiling laugh.

"Oh, our Ruoru knows a lot."

Feng Ruoruo smiled and said, "It was my father who told Ruoruo."

Feng Yifan had already served the porridge for everyone and said to everyone: "Okay, let's start eating quickly. Let's try it and see how it tastes? If you think it's not sweet, you can add sugar by yourself. If you think it tastes good, today we will cook a pot in Suji and give it to the guests."

When Feng Ruoru heard his father's words, he immediately said, "Dad, Ruoru wants to put sugar."

Su Ruoxi said to her daughter: "You taste the taste first. If you think it is not sweet, we will add sugar."

Feng Ruoruo pouted and said, "Mom, you have to add sugar when you eat porridge."

Su Ruoxi said: "How could it be? The skin egg lean meat porridge made by my father before did not add sugar?"

Feng Ruoruo said: "That's different. There are so many things that you need to add sugar."

Su Ruoxi said again: "Then try it, if it is not sweet, then put it."

Feng Ruoruo still refused to give in: "No, put some candy for Ruoru first."

As a result, the mother and daughter were so entangled for a long time, but grandma came forward to solve the problem.

"Oh, OK, okay, don't argue with your mother. In this way, grandma will give you some candied fruit, which will be very sweet. Let's try it first."

With the coordination of grandma, Feng Ruoruo finally agreed.

Then, grandma put some candied fruit in a small bowl and mixed it for her granddaughter.

Only then did Feng Ruoruo start to scoop and eat with a small spoon.

After eating it, Feng Ruoruo immediately said, "Oh, it's so sweet."

Su Ruoxi said: "Look, my mother told you to try it first. You have to add sugar. Isn't it very sweet when it is expanded?"

Feng Ruoruo smiled and said, "That's because grandma has put Mimi."

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi was also helpless: "You little guy, you are becoming more and more troubled with your mother now, right?"

Grandma quickly said, "Apologize to mom quickly, otherwise mom will be angry."

As a result, Feng Ruoruo said: "Mom is a stingy man."

When Su Ruoxi heard her daughter say this, she was really angry and laughed and crying.

Lu Cuiling said to her granddaughter again: "You can't say that to your mother. If your mother is angry, she won't take Ruoru to play with you in the future."

Su Ruoxi smiled and stared at her daughter and said, "You said mom is stingy, okay, today my mom won't let you give you some snacks, so stay by my mother's side."

Sure enough, this move was very useful to Feng Ruoruo.

The little girl quickly apologized to her mother.

"Mom, I'm sorry, mom is not a stingy, Ruruo is the stingy, mom, don't let Ruruo give me some snacks, mom, I'm sorry."

Seeing her daughter's pleading look, Su Ruoxi felt very satisfied.

She did not respond to her daughter, but proudly ate porridge spoon by spoon.

This naturally made Feng Ruoruo very anxious, and the little girl began to beg her mother.

On this morning, the mother and daughter's little bickering made the family feel happy.

Su Ruoxi also endured it for a while, and soon couldn't hold it back. She could only smile and said to her daughter: "Hahaha, OK, okay, mom, don't be angry, you eat quickly, otherwise it will be not delicious if it gets cold."

Seeing that his mother smiled at her, Feng Ruoruo knew that her mother was not angry and also ate porridge seriously with a small spoon.

This morning, the whole family ate a bowl of Laba porridge warmly.
Chapter completed!