It has been the third week since the kindergarten started school. The children in Feng Ruoruo’s class are all very surprised. Why doesn’t Feng Ruoruo’s father send snacks to the kindergarten?

What the children don’t know is that the three little girls Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei have to go to the dance class together after kindergarten every day after school, so every day, Feng Ruoruo’s snacks were also sent to the dance classroom to eat in the dance classroom.

So although the kindergarten children were looking forward to it every day for the past two weeks, they did not expect Feng Ruoruo’s father’s snacks.

This Monday, the children arrived at the class one after another in the morning.

Liu Zihao directly found Feng Ruoruo and asked, "Feng Ruoruo, why didn't your father give us snacks?"

Feng Ruoru looked at Liu Zihao a little strangely, and thought about the little girl and said, "Teacher Fang didn't ask my father to bring snacks."

Liu Zihao immediately said: "But your father used to have a good time and would give us snacks every Friday, but now two Fridays have passed, and your father hasn't given us snacks."

Feng Ruoruo's little face was full of serious words: "That was before the holiday. Now he is back from the holiday, and it is another new semester."

Yang Xiaoxi helped and said, "Yes, it's the new semester, and Teacher Fang has not asked Dad Feng to send it."

Chen Yaofei said very seriously: "It's the new semester, and I'll have to tell Mr. Fang to Dad Feng again, and then I'll have to agree to it before I can continue to send snacks to the kindergarten."

After hearing Liu Zihao's conversation with the three little girls here, the other children in the class came over to ask curiously.

Liu Yan said: "Ruoru, I really want to eat the snacks made by your father."

Zhang Zhuangzhuang also said: "Yes, I really want to eat it."

Other children also expressed their desire to eat.

"Feng Ruoruo, your restaurant has never been open, and we can't eat at your restaurant."

"Yes, we can't go to your restaurant to eat. Can you ask your dad to bring us some snacks?"

"Feng Ruoruo, please tell your father."

"Then can we talk to Teacher Fang?"

Feng Ruoruo saw so many children saying that she was a little embarrassed when she wanted to eat the snacks made by her father because she seemed to be very busy recently.

The little girl doesn't want her father to work so hard, and she will send snacks to the dance class every night.

She felt that it would be a repetition to ask her father to send snacks to kindergarten?

But the little girl was embarrassed to refuse the child.

Feng Ruoruo thought for a while and said, "Then, let's go and ask Teacher Fang. Teacher Fang agreed. I'll go home and tell my father."

The children all agreed immediately.

Liu Zihao took the lead and rushed directly to Teacher Fang to ask.

"Teacher Fang, can you ask Feng Ruoruo's father to bring us snacks?"

Teacher Fang has always been a little absent-minded recently. Liu Zihao suddenly rushed to the front to ask questions, which made Teacher Fang a little unrestrained.

Seeing that Teacher Fang did not answer, Liu Zihao asked again: "Teacher Fang, can you ask Feng Ruoruo's father to give us snacks?"

This time, the boy raised his voice, which scared Teacher Fang.

Teacher Fang came to his senses, was shocked, and calmed down again, looking at Liu Zihao and other children behind him.

"What do you want to do?"

The children said their requests together.

Teacher Fang was also a little amused after hearing this.

But after thinking about it, it was normal to think about it as a group of children after all, so it was normal to think about dim sum.

Teacher Fang adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Does everyone want to eat the snacks made by Feng Ruoruo's father?"

The children in the class almost answered in unison: "Yes."

Seeing the children answered so neatly, Teacher Fang was really envious. He felt that the children were happier. As long as there were delicious food and fun, he could forget all his worries and sorrows.

Teacher Fang quickly came to his senses and smiled and said, "Well, although everyone wants to eat, should we ask Feng Ruoruo? See if Feng Ruoruo is willing to let her father bring us some snacks? Also, ask Feng Ruoruo's father to see if he is willing, right?"

After hearing Teacher Fang's words, the children answered in unison again: "Yes."

But Liu Zihao immediately said: "Teacher Fang, Feng Ruoruo just said that as long as you agree, she will tell her father."

When Feng Ruoru heard Liu Zihao's words, Feng Ruoru quickly said, "No."

Then, the little girl walked out from behind the child and came to Teacher Fang and said, "Teacher Fang, can I whisper to you?"

Teacher Fang smiled and said, "Okay, then come over and talk to the teacher."

Feng Ruoru walked to Teacher Fang, leaned in Teacher Fang's ear and whispered a few words.

"Teacher Fang, my father actually gives us snacks every day, but my father sent them to the place where I learned to dance, so he didn't send them to the kindergarten."

Teacher Fang was stunned at first when he heard this, but soon remembered that Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei went to learn dance.

She thought for a while and asked the little girl softly: "Wouldn't you want your father to give snacks to kindergarten children?"

Feng Ruoruo thought for a while and said, "No, yes, I want to ask my father."

Seeing Feng Ruoruo's nervous look, Teacher Fang could see that the little girl was willing to share snacks with the kindergarten children, but the little girl should be worried that her father would not agree.

Teacher Fang continued, "Well, Ruoruo is an honest and good child. Then the teacher will tell Ruoruo to his father to see if Ruoruo's father is willing to send him to the kindergarten, okay?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded after hearing this: "Okay, Teacher Fang, tell me."

Teacher Fang looked at the little girl's smile and her heart was filled with happiness.

Then she couldn't help but want to tell the little girl about her worries and see if the little girl's father could help?

"Ruoru, actually the teacher wants Ruoru's father to help him if he has something small..."

But when she said this, Teacher Fang felt that it was inappropriate to get rid of the children in the class in this way. In the end, she did not say everything, but stopped.

Feng Ruoru saw Teacher Fang say something and then stopped, looking at Teacher Fang a little strangely, and asked, "Teacher Fang, what do you want my father to help you? Tell Ruoru, Ruoru will definitely ask his father to help you."

Teacher Fang smiled, touched Feng Ruoruo's little head and said, "Teacher, thank you Ruoruo, but the teacher doesn't need Ruoruo's father's help for the time being."

Feng Ruoru looked at Teacher Fang and said, "Teacher Fang, you can tell Ruoru if you need help."

Teacher Fang smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Then, Teacher Fang told the children in the class about the discussion with Feng Ruoruo.

"Okay, Ruoru has agreed. The teacher told Ruoru to Ruoru's father. If Ruoru's father also agreed, it will be Friday in the future, so I will ask Ruoru's father to bring everyone some snacks, okay?"

As a result, all the children in the class cheered: "Okay."

This matter was solved, and the children in the class had a lot of fun together again.

But Teacher Fang always looked at the children's expressions with a hint of envy and sadness.

When the children in the kindergarten were arguing and asking Feng Ruoruo’s father to give him snacks.

In fact, at Feng Ruoruo's house, Feng Ruoruo's mother also asked this question to her father today.

"Have you forgotten recently that you want to give snacks to your daughter's kindergarten children? Last semester, you started giving them every day, but later it was changed to send them once every Friday. This semester has been two weeks since the school started, so don't you plan to give snacks to your daughter's kindergarten children?"

After hearing his wife's words, Feng Yifan suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot everything."

Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "You send snacks to your daughter's dance class every day, but you forgot about your daughter's kindergarten."

Feng Yifan smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you forget it? Speaking of which, the little girls in my daughter's dance class are not as familiar with the children in the kindergarten. For example, in the kindergarten, I knew there was Liu Yan, the fat boy Zhang Zhuangzhuang, and the Liu Zihao who often quarreled with Ruoruo."

Su Ruoxi said: "So, you can't favor one or the other. You can go to the kindergarten to send it to your daughter today."

Seeing that his wife had said it, Feng Yifan naturally nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll give it to the kindergarten today."

Su Ruoxi said: "Then do it at home?"

Feng Yifan shook his head: "It's not OK to do it at home. I'm going to go to a Western restaurant later. I'll send the things I bought today. I'm going to go and arrange them together. If it really doesn't work, let Chen Xu and Luo Yu make one."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "You are really good at saving trouble. My daughter obviously hopes to eat what her father makes."

Feng Yifan could only say: "Okay, then I'll do it for my daughter today."

Su Ruoxi said again: "Then I want to go too, I will do it for my daughter with you."

Feng Yifan immediately understood at this moment. His wife said so much and went around in a big circle. In the end, she wanted to make snacks with her.

Obviously, Su Ruoxi has been a little annoyed at home recently, so she wants to go and play.

Feng Yifan thought about it and agreed: "Okay, then let's do it together."

Lu Cuiling was still a little worried: "Ruoxi, can you go to the kitchen to make snacks now?"

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, it's okay. If you meet those who work hard, I will let Yifan work hard. I will do something simple and relaxed, otherwise it will be too boring to stay at home all the time."

Lu Cuiling smiled helplessly and agreed: "Okay, then you can go."

At this time, Su Jinrong also walked out of the room, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand.

He handed it to Feng Yifan and said, "Yifan, look, can these dishes be used on the new menu?"

Feng Yifan opened the paper and looked at it. Each piece of paper recorded a dish.

After carefully looking at these dishes, Feng Yifan couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, Dad, these dishes you have are great, especially this roast pork head, which is a rare dish."

Su Jinrong smiled and said, "I can't make it now. I suddenly thought of these dishes last night. I feel that the supplement should be good in your menu."
To be continued...