When Yang Xiaoxi's grandparents were also a little surprised when they heard that the street outside was about to be renovated.

Then, Yang Huaicheng felt a little regretful: "That's a pity. This street is so distinctive. Once it is rebuilt, it may not be able to operate it for a long time. I'm afraid the business will become worse after that, right?"

Chen Shoulin heard this and said, "This is not necessarily the case. Now the old street renovation plan has appeared, which is basically a way to repair the old as it is. Moreover, during the renovation, it is also planned to allow merchants to set up stalls in the old street to maintain customers and popularity. It should not be difficult."

In this regard, Chen Yaofei's grandfather is obviously more optimistic about the development potential after the reconstruction of the old street.

"And after the renovation of the ancient street, it can be used as a landmark cultural attraction in Huaicheng to attract more tourists from other places, and the business will not be bad at that time."

After hearing what Chen Shoulin said, Yang Huaicheng thought about it carefully and felt that it seemed to make some sense.

Yang Xiaoxi's grandmother Wen Hong said, "The street outside is renovated. Although the stalls are planned, it is still inconvenient for restaurants like Su Ji?"

Yang Zhiyi smiled and replied to his mother: "Su Ji can also set up a stall."

Yang Huaicheng asked his son strangely: "How to set up a stall? Do you want to build a food stall?"

Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "It's not impossible to make a big food stall. Our Su Ji dishes are also OK when putting them in a big food stall on the street."

Yang Zhiyi had another statement: "I think Chef Feng went to a small stall selling noodles and fried rice. I'm afraid the business would be booming. There would definitely be many people going to eat it. It would definitely not make much less money than now. It's just that people have to work harder."

Wen Hong was a little surprised after hearing his son's words: "Isn't Su Ji a restaurant? How can you just make noodles and fried rice?"

Yang Zhiyi quickly explained to his mother: "Because Su Ji only sells noodles and fried rice at noon, and Su Ji noon noodles are unique, and many people come here to queue up to eat at noon."

Grandpa and grandma Yang Xiaoxi were a little surprised when he heard this: "So amazing?"

Just at this moment, the three little girls came back from the kitchen.

When Yang Xiaoxi heard his grandparents' screams, he hurried forward and said, "Grandma, let me tell you that the noodles made by Papa Feng are very delicious, and the fried rice is also great. If you have eaten them, you will definitely like them very much."

Seeing that the little granddaughter was back, my grandparents were naturally very happy and reached out to hug the little granddaughter.

After hearing what his granddaughter said, grandpa was also full of curiosity: "Is it really that delicious?"

Yang Xiaoxi nodded: "Yes, it's delicious."

Chen Yaofei added next to it: "The noodles made by Papa Feng can add different dishes to it. Each of those dishes is delicious, and it is better to eat them with noodles."

Grandma Xixi sounded a little strange: "Add different dishes into the noodles? What is the way to eat it?"

Chen Shoulin smiled and said, "That should be called 'topping', which is a different combination to make the noodles taste better."

Yang Huaicheng immediately understood: "Oh, it's just topping noodles, right?"

Su Jinrong nodded and said, "Yes, topping noodles."

Grandparents Yang Xiaoxi immediately said: "If you have the chance, you really have to try it."

Then, Yang Xiaoxi said to his grandparents: "Grandpa and grandma, Dad Feng said he asked you to order food. Tell Aunt Su to write the menu. Ruoru and Feifei and I will deliver it to Dad Feng. Then Dad Feng will make it for you. Grandpa and grandma, please order food quickly."

As soon as Yang Xiaoxi finished speaking, Su Ruoxi also handed the two old men a menu today.

"Uncle and aunt, look at it. This is our menu today. If you have any dishes you want to eat and there is no on the menu, you can also tell me that I will ask Ruruo's father to make it for you."

After taking the menu, the old couple took a look at the menu with a lot of hearty dishes, and there was a lot of things to choose from.

Grandma Xixi said, "Oh, there are so many dishes."

Grandpa Xixi also said: "There are many, I don't know what dishes to choose."

Grandpa Feifei smiled and said, "It's okay. You two want to order whatever you want and order according to your usual taste."

Grandpa Xixi then said, "Then, why don't you come here, we don't know what to order."

At this time, Su Jinrong said, "What kind of dishes do you like to eat usually? Fish, meat, eggs, vegetables, and what kind of dishes?"

After Su Jinrong's inquiry and everyone's advice, Yang Xiaoxi's grandparents quickly selected a few dishes, including a few of Su Ji's more distinctive dishes.

There are some leftover dishes that are more common, so they can be eaten together.

Su Ruoxi wrote the menu and handed it to Yang Xiaoxi: "Okay, take this menu for Xixi, and you three will deliver the menu to Papa Feng in the kitchen."

Yang Xiaoxi was very happy with the menu, so he called Feng Ruoruo and Chen Yaofei and ran to the kitchen together.

Seeing the three little girls running into the kitchen again, Yang Huaicheng couldn't help but say, "Will it be bad to let the three children run in and out like this?"

Lu Cuiling smiled and responded: "Grandpa Xixi, don't worry, the three of them are used to this, let the children play, it's okay."

Grandma Yang Xiaoxi's face was still a little worried: "I'm afraid the three of them will bump into it."

Yang Zhiyi comforted his mother: "Mom, don't worry. The three of them watched as running very fast, but they actually pay attention. Every time they open the door, they will see if anyone wants to come out before they will push the door open and go in."

Grandpa Feifei also said: "Yes, the three little girls are still very smart."

After hearing everyone's words, Yang Xiaoxi's grandparents did not continue to worry about this issue, and then talked to everyone about some home-related matters.

As we chatted, Grandma Xixi was surprised and said, "It's really interesting. All three of us are girls."

Yang Zhiyi smiled wryly and said, "Mom, Xixi and Ruoruo, Feifei are friends. Only three little girls can become good friends. Generally, they won't play with the little boy."

Wen Hong heard his son say this, then couldn't help but say, "Boys can play together too. You and Fei'er are still young. You can have a boy and then play with three sisters. Isn't that good too?"

As the conversation was chatting, the topic turned to this point. Yang Zhiyi was really amused and didn't know how to respond to his mother.

After the atmosphere was briefly awkward, Grandma Feifei asked curiously: "What? Does Xixi's father and mother plan to have another child?"

Someone answered the conversation, so naturally Wenhong could continue talking about this topic.

"Grandma Feifei, the couple doesn't want to have children. I think they are still young. Xixi is too lonely. I hope that the couple will have another child while they are young and will be the company of Xixi."

When Li Xiuchun heard Grandma Xixi say this, she looked at Xixi's father's embarrassing face again. The old lady immediately guessed that there might be differences between Yang Xiaoxi's parents and grandparents on the issue of giving birth.

After pausing for a moment, Li Xiuchun smiled and said, "Grandma Xixi, this childbirth depends on the couple's intention. Moreover, Xixi and Ruoruo and Feifei have a good time. The three girls will play together if they don't go to kindergarten. In the future, they will not be lonely."

Wen Hong originally thought that Grandma Chen Yaofei would agree with her point of view. After all, both of them are grandmas, and Li Xiuchun should also want to hold her grandson and be proud of her neighbors and colleagues.

I never expected that Li Xiuchun would not agree with her concept.

Wen Hong suddenly felt that she had no common language with Grandma Feifei, and her concepts were different.

So she talked to herself: "It's not as good as brothers and sisters. If you encounter any difficult things at home in the future, at least you can discuss them together. Besides, it's hard to say whether the three girls can keep doing this in the future, so I really need to think more about it."

After hearing what his mother said, Yang Zhiyi felt very helpless. Especially in front of the two girls, the family members, he said whether the three girls would always be so good in the future.

At this moment, Yang Zhiyi even didn't know how to face the other two girls' parents.

The atmosphere was once very awkward, and everyone kept silent and seemed to not want to speak.

Lu Cuiling came forward in time and said, "It makes sense for Grandma Xixi to worry, but I think the children should handle the matters themselves. I think that Ruoru, Xixi and Feifei are all so good, and their friendship will definitely be maintained."

Before Grandma Xixi spoke, Lu Cuiling continued: "As for giving birth, it depends on the couple. It is not easy for us to force ourselves as an elderly person."

After listening to Grandma Ruoruo's words, Wen Hong suddenly felt that the people here did not agree with her, and it was boring.

Yang Zhiyi stopped his mother in time: "Mom, I'm here to be a guest today. Let's talk about these things when we go home."

Yang Huaicheng naturally saw that his wife was dissatisfied and was a little worried that his wife would get up and leave.

The old man also said: "Yes, we are here to visit. We will discuss with our son and daughter-in-law when we go home. There is no need to say it here. Let's taste it today. Our Xixi praises so much, and her father Feng's craftsmanship."

My wife and son were both persuading each other, but Wenhong couldn't get up and leave directly, so she could only stop saying a word.

The atmosphere was a brief embarrassment.

Fortunately, the three little girls ran back soon.

Yang Xiaoxi threw herself into his grandparents' arms and said happily: "Grandpa and grandma, you can eat it later. Dad Feng is already cooking for us. You will definitely like the dishes that Dad Feng cooks."

With the little granddaughter around, the atmosphere naturally returned to its previous joy.

Yang Huaicheng hugged his granddaughter and said, "We have been praising Xixi for a day, so grandparents must try it."

After hearing what his grandfather said, Yang Xiaoxi smiled and said, "Okay, grandma and grandma will be fine in a while."

Wenhong was still a little unhappy because she didn't get recognition on giving birth to a grandchild, which made her feel very uncomfortable. However, in front of her granddaughter, especially when she saw her granddaughter happy, she kept smiling and chatted with the grandparents of the other two children on other topics.

The atmosphere recovered quickly, and Su Ruoxi was a little scared when she watched from the side.

Fortunately, there were three cute little granddaughters here, so the elderly naturally could not show any unhappiness in front of their children.

Feng Yifan did not let the guests outside wait for a long time, and the dishes were quickly presented to everyone.

When she actually saw Su Ji’s dishes, Yang Xiaoxi’s grandparents had a big eye-opening feeling. She never thought that the dishes made in such a small restaurant would be so beautiful.

In the eyes of Yang Xiaoxi, every dish looks like a piece of art.

Before I could eat the taste, the color and fragrance of the dishes had already convinced the two old men.

Yang Huaicheng couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really amazing. I didn't expect that such an ordinary vegetable could be made so beautiful?"

The dish that Grandpa Yang Xiaoxi mentioned was a very home-cooked plate of mushroom vegetables.

But Feng Yifan made such an ordinary home-cooked dish look really unusual by placing the dishes and the color of the finished dish. It makes people feel a little reluctant to eat it.

Seeing Yang Xiaoxi's grandparents hesitating and not knowing how to put the chopsticks, Su Jinrong smiled and said, "Try it, you're welcome."

At the greeting of Su Jinrong, Yang Huaicheng and Wen Hong moved their chopsticks together.

Although the plate looks different and makes the shape look very beautiful, the old couple still didn't believe it when they picked up a chopstick. What kind of different flavor can an ordinary plate of mushrooms and vegetables make?

After entering the mouth, when you bite it, juice will overflow from the mushrooms, and a salty and umami taste will spread in the mouth.

Yang Huaicheng has to admit that this taste really subverts his understanding for decades.
To be continued...