After the family enjoyed a delicious dinner, Su Ruoxi suggested that she wash it first and then go out shopping.

Feng Yifan also carried his father-in-law upstairs first, fetched water to wash his father-in-law, and changed his clothes to his father-in-law.

As for him, he also took a shower and changed his clothes in the bathroom of his father-in-law's room upstairs.

Feng Yifan cleaned up his father-in-law and himself, and carried his father-in-law downstairs to wait for his wife and daughter, but he didn't wait long.

When Feng Yifan heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he immediately looked up and saw two beautiful figures, one big and one small, holding hands down the stairs.

The mother and daughter were wearing the same printed dress. Su Ruoxi's hair was not completely dry yet, and her black hair was tied up. She showed the charm of a mother, but also had a youthful playfulness.

As for Feng Ruoruo wearing the same color dress as his mother, the little girl's hair had been blown dry by her mother, but it was not tied up, but was scattered behind her and paired with a light-colored dress, which was very flowing and cute.

Feng Yifan smiled and said to the mother and daughter: "The eldest princess and the little princess in our family are really beautiful."

The mother and daughter received praise and both smiled slightly.

Then the family finally confirmed that the water, electricity, gas and water in the small restaurant were turned off, and then they stepped out of Suji Small Restaurant together.

Walking outside on the bustling old street, Feng Yifan pushed his father-in-law and said, "Ruoruo, let mom pull you, dad pushes grandpa, let's try to walk together so that we don't have to be dispersed by the crowd."

Children Feng Ruoruo looked at the lively night market on the old street and there were so many people around him, so he naturally held his mother's hand obediently.

The little girl's other little hand was placed on her grandfather's wheelchair pusher and on the back of her father's hand.

In this way, you can hold your mother's hand, hold your father's hand, and help push your grandpa together. The little girl thinks it's great.

Feng Yifan was put on his back with his daughter like this, which also made him feel very good, which means that his daughter has accepted him.

The family officially set off and walked into the crowd at the night market in the old street.

I have to say that in the night market on the old street, such a family of four really attracted the attention of people around me.

First of all, I was naturally curious about Su Jinrong sitting in a wheelchair. When I saw Su Jinrong clearly, I also looked at the person who was pushing the old man with me.

Feng Yifan was not the target that was noticed by the second one. The second focus of attention was Feng Ruoruo, a cute little girl next to the wheelchair.

The little girl was wearing a dress, and although her hair was not tied up, she didn't look messy at all when she was scattered behind her.

The breeze blew gently and the hair was blown up, giving the girl a sense of elegance and agility.

Many pedestrians in the night market can't help but look at the little girl more.

The delicate and cute facial features and a pair of watery and spiritual eyes reveal surprise at everything around her, which will make the person who is watching her have an impulse to explain everything around her to her.

However, everyone will soon find that next to the cute little girl, there is a burly figure protecting her.

After seeing Feng Yifan's tall and strong figure, he would naturally notice the woman beside him, who gently reveals the charm of Jiangnan water town.

The hair tied up adds a bit of kindness to a woman as a mother.

Children Feng Ruoruo are naturally familiar with the old streets, but she has never visited the night market on the old streets.

The scenery of the night market in the old street is obviously completely different from what Feng Ruoruo saw during the day, so the little girl was full of surprise at the surroundings.

"Oh, grandpa, mom, dad, hurry up and see, Uncle Yang is guarding such a big stove? Will Uncle Yang burn out?"

Hearing his daughter's words, Feng Yifan looked over with his daughter's little hand raised from the back of his hand.

It was Yang Zhigang who barbecued meat in front of the shop door. Because he used a charcoal stove, Yang Zhigang fanned it with a broken palm palm, and the hideous flames instantly jumped up.

Looking from the street, it seemed that the flames were about to flood Yang Zhigang.

When the child Feng Ruoruo saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, Dad, go and help quickly, Uncle Yang is going to be burned."

Seeing his daughter's panic, Feng Yifan didn't find it interesting, but instead felt more guilt towards her.

It is obvious that my daughter has grown to five years old on the old street, but she has never seen Yang Zhigang barbecue at night.

This shows that my daughter has hardly visited the night market on the old street at night, otherwise she would not have been so frightened.

All of this was obviously because Feng Yifan left for five years, and his father-in-law and his wife were left to manage small restaurants. They were too busy at night and had no way to let Feng Ruoru go out to play.

Thinking of this, Feng Yifan felt guilty in his heart, and a drop of tears couldn't help but roll in the corner of his eyes.

He reached out his hand and gently held his daughter's small hand and explained in a low voice: "Ruoruo, don't be afraid, those fires will not burn Uncle Yang. Look at the skewers on Uncle Yang's hand, Uncle Yang will use the skewers to pat the fire later."

As he was talking, Feng Ruoruo saw Uncle Yang slap the flames with the grilled skewers on his hand, and soon the terrifying flames just now disappeared.

At this moment, the child Feng Ruoruo felt a little surprised, and then looked at Uncle Yang carefully from a distance, confirming that it was nothing.

The little girl put her hand on the back of her father's hand again, raised her head and asked strangely: "Dad, how do you know that the fire will be wiped out by Uncle Yang with a skewer?"

Hearing his daughter's question, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Let's go and take a look and ask Uncle Yang to explain it to Ruoruo, okay?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded immediately after hearing this: "Okay, okay, can Ruoruo taste Uncle Yang's barbecue?"

When Su Ruoxi heard this, she immediately said, "No, Ruoruo is still too young to eat barbecue."

When his mother said this, Feng Ruoruo did not cry or make a fuss, but looked at his mother with a look of pleading.

Seeing this, Feng Yifan thought for a while and said, "Let's go there first, let's take a look and then think about whether you want to taste it, okay?"

When asked about this, Feng Yifan first looked at his daughter, and then carefully looked at his wife's expression.

Su Ruoxi had originally refused to agree, but at this moment, Su Jinrong, who was in the wheelchair, spoke hard: "Taste, taste, let, Ruoruo, taste..."

Hearing that his father had spoken, Su Ruoxi had no choice but to say helplessly: "Okay, let's go over and take a look, there's not much to eat."

As soon as my mother agreed, Feng Ruoruo immediately smiled, and at the same time she winked at her father. Finally, she shook grandpa's hand and thanked grandpa specifically.

When such a family came to Yang Zhigang's barbecue restaurant, Yang Zhigang, who was barbecue, was stunned.

After a long time, Yang Zhi had just woken up and almost baked the meat on his hands.

"Uncle Rong, why did you come out?"

Su Jinrong in the wheelchair forced a smile, and Feng Ruoruo couldn't wait to step forward and asked, "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, how did you extinguish that fire just now?"

As he asked, the little girl leaned her head and stared at the grilled meat dripping on Uncle Yang's hand.
Chapter completed!