Children Feng Ruoruo walked on the old street, holding grandma's hand on the left and mother's hand on the right. Then the little girl talked to grandma and mother along the way.

"Grandma, do you know? The children who didn't come to our house in the kindergarten 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 home yesterday, so you can't just hate others. You still have to play with them, do you know?"

Feng Ruoru turned his head and looked at his mother and said, "Ruoruo knows that 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 feel that they don't want to bother us, and they don't want Ruruo's father to make things difficult, so they won't let them come to our house to play."

Su Ruoxi continued: "So, in kindergarten, don't always talk about your father's snacks, okay?"

When Feng Ruoruo heard his mother say this, he asked in confusion: "Why?"

Mom explained seriously: "Because my father made the dim sum for Ruoruo, not for selling it. Ruoruo thought his dad's dim sum was delicious, so he could tell his dad to let his dad continue to make it.

But Ruoru told the children that it would make the children's parents feel that Ruoru was deliberately selling snacks for his father."

Feng Ruoruo still didn't understand what his mother explained. The little girl pouted and said, "But mom, dad's snacks are delicious."

In the mind of Feng Ruoruo, since his father made delicious snacks, why can't he tell other children? The little girl couldn't understand it. And she thought the children also thought it was delicious?

Seeing that her daughter didn't seem to understand very well, Su Ruoxi was also a little worried, as if she couldn't explain it clearly to her daughter.

Lu Cuiling thought about it for a while and said to her granddaughter with a smile: "Ruoru, actually, what mother meant is not that the snacks made by her father were not delicious, but that she wanted to tell you that dad was very hard-working. If many children asked dad to make dim sum, dad would have worked even harder.

So Ruoruo doesn’t want his father to work very, very hard?”

This time, the child Feng Ruoru understood and quickly said to his grandmother: "Ruoruo doesn't have a father, it's very hard."

Lu Cuiling nodded and said, "Yes, so we should not let the children always think about their father's snacks, so they will not buy them with their father, so that their father will not have to work hard to make more snacks."

Feng Ruoru nodded, then thought and said, "Grandma, can Ruoru still share snacks with the children?"

Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "Of course it's OK. Ruoruo is a good child. He knows how to share delicious food with the children. Of course, this is OK. But Ruoru wants to tell the children that his father's snacks are not sold, right?"

Feng Ruoru finally nodded happily: "Okay, Ruoru knows, Ruoru won't let the children buy snacks at home."

Although what the mother-in-law said, there was a little deviation from what Su Ruoxi wanted to tell her daughter.

But Su Ruoxi also understood that the truth she said was a bit too complicated for her daughter. Now her daughter also agreed that she would not let the children buy snacks at home, and she had achieved her ultimate goal.

The little girl really listened to what grandma and mother said to Feng Ruoruo on the way.

Although the little girl was a little confused about the big truth, when the child in the kindergarten shouted that she wanted to buy snacks at home, Feng Ruoruo decisively refused.

"My dad doesn't sell snacks. You want to eat the snacks made by my dad. Next time, Teacher Fang asked me to take them, and I'll bring them to eat together."

When I heard Feng Ruoru say this, the children who failed to 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 Ruoru's house yesterday and didn't eat the snacks made by Ruoru's father."

"Yes, the snack made by Ruoruo's father is delicious."

"Well, it's fruity, and it tastes rustling."

“It’s really delicious.”

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I heard from the children who have been there that the children who have not been there were very anxious, and then I could only ask Feng Ruoruo if he could go to her house for snacks today.

Feng Ruoruo thought about some of the words from grandma and mother on the way, and said seriously: "Yes, but you need your parents to agree to you."

After saying this, some children's faces suddenly collapsed, and they felt that their parents would not agree.

At this time, another child asked, "Ruoru, is your father really not selling snacks?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, "Yes, my father doesn't sell snacks. He cooks them for me. Then I brought them to the kindergarten and let everyone eat together, so I won't sell them."

When the question was asked, the child was very disappointed: "That's how I 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 buy them in other stores."

After Liu Zihao said this, a group of children immediately seemed to have opened up a new world.

The children chattered one by one, starting to talk about what shops they had visited with their parents and what kind of snacks and candies they had bought.

Feng Ruoruo quickly became indifferent, leaving only Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei still with their good friends.

When the children didn't ask Feng Ruoruo to buy snacks, the girl also felt relieved.

Yang Xiaoxi was a little surprised and asked in a low voice: "Ruoruo, why doesn't Uncle Feng sell snacks?"

Feng Ruoruo whispered to his two good friends: "Because dad is very hard-working, dad wants to cook and make snacks for me. It's very hard. If everyone goes to buy it, dad will have even more hard work."

At this moment, Feng Ruoruo's heart, not letting his father work hard was the first requirement.

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

Yang Xiaoxi thought about it and asked in a low voice: "Then Ruoruo, can I ask Uncle Feng to make snacks?"

When Feng Ruoru heard his good friend’s question, he looked around carefully and made sure that no other children paid attention to this time.

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

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

In my daughter's mind, I feel that it is not hard for my father to be a snack for three people. If there are more, then my father will be hard.

In fact, this concept was also on the way to kindergarten. After Feng Ruoruo asked his grandmother, he told his granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo didn't remember clearly what grandma said at that time.

But the little girl remembered that grandma said: Dad will not be very hard to make her, Xixi and Feifei, the three little girls. So Xixi and Feifei can let Xixi and Feifei go with her and continue to eat the snacks made by her father.
Chapter completed!