Feng Yifan would also explain to his daughter seriously.

Feng Ruoruo came back and listened carefully to his father and wrote down some things that he couldn't put.

When asked her daughter to help put the seasonings, Feng Yifan would also ask her daughter to help put the filling in the wonton wrappers on her hand.

"You can't put so much. Look, if you have too many wonton wrappers, you won't be able to wrap them. We should put a little less. In this way, then Dad clasped the place with his thumb, then folded the chopstick like this, and then pressed it to wrap it up?"

Feng Ruoru also felt very interesting when he saw his father's movements.

The next time I put the filling, the little girl will be very careful and cannot put too much.

Although this process is time-consuming, Feng Yifan still tried his best to let his daughter participate.

Only when the time is tight will you take over it yourself.

When his father made his own bag, Feng Ruoruo seemed to be able to do magic tricks and immediately wrapped the wontons one by one.

Every time, Dad felt like he held the wontons in his hand and the small wontons came out.

Feng Ruoruo couldn't help but clapped his hands and cheered: "Dad, it's so amazing, you can wrap the wontons in one go."

When the last one was left, Feng Yifan asked his daughter: "Would you like to try it?"

Feng Ruoru looked at his father in surprise, and then quickly said, "Okay, okay."

Feng Yifan asked his daughter to spread her hands, then put the thin wonton wrapper on her daughter's hand, and took her daughter in hand to put the filling in.

Then he also brought his daughter's little hand, first pinched it with his thumb, then folded it on the left and right, and finally sealed the mouth above, and Dad's big hand held his daughter's little hand.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Well, let's hold it tightly and then unfold it."

After unfolding, Feng Ruoruo saw a small wonton in his palm.

The little girl was so happy at this moment that she felt so accomplished.

"Hehehe, Dad, Ruoruo is so great."

Feng Yifan lowered his head and kissed his daughter's cheek and said, "That's right, our Ruoru is so great that we can wrap the wontons."

Then, Feng Ruoruo wanted to get off the stool and wanted to hold his achievements to everyone.

Feng Yifan carried his daughter down and asked her to go out of the kitchen.

When her daughter was running out, Feng Yifan also reminded: "Be careful, don't run too fast."

Feng Ruoruo agreed, and then carefully took the wontons out of the kitchen.

At this time, grandparents and grandpa had already washed up, and even mother came out of the room.

Feng Ruoruo held the wontons in his hand for everyone to watch.

"Grandpa, grandma, mom, hurry up and take a look. This little wonton is made of Ruoruo."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Feng Ruoruo’s wontons in his hand in surprise.

Seeing the little girl's hands look very decent and wontons, the family was also surprised.

Grandma first praised: "Our little baby Ruoruo is so amazing."

Grandpa said, "Ruoruo is so awesome."

Grandpa said: "Very good, our family has grown up."

The mother kissed her daughter: "Our family did not follow my father in vain. We could make small wontons so soon. In the future, we can eat the meal that Ruoruo made by himself."

Feng Ruoruo was even more happy after receiving praise from the whole family.

Not long after, my father shouted in the kitchen: "Ruoruo is back soon, Dad is going to cook small wontons, bring your small wontons."

Grandpa suddenly said, "This is the first time Ruoruo has made small wontons, so it must be preserved."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Hahaha, Dad, you are too exaggerating. You cook it and eat it. Ruruo will definitely wrap it better in the future."

Feng Ruoruo also said: "Yes, yes, you have to cook it before you can eat it."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Okay, please give it to your father quickly and let it be cooked in the pot for you, and then see who is so lucky to be able to eat your little wonton."

After hearing what his mother said, Feng Ruoruo ran over with a smile and handed the wonton in his hand to his father.

After that, my father continued to be busy in the kitchen, and Feng Ruoruo returned to the living room and went to his mother and grandma.

The family didn't wait long, and Feng Yifan's breakfast was already ready.

"Okay, come and have a meal."

Afterwards, the family entered the living room and saw bowls of small wontons. Feng Ruoruo approached and searched carefully.

After searching for a long time, the little girl couldn't see the difference between the wontons in the bowl?

"Oh, Ruruo's little wontons are gone."

Seeing Feng Ruoruo's exclamation, the whole family couldn't help laughing.

Su Ruoxi pulled her daughter and said, "Because after the wontons are cooked in the pot, they all become the same?"

Feng Ruoru muttered and said, "Then I don't know who Ruoru will eat it for?"

Feng Yifan smiled and explained to his daughter: "Actually, this means that everyone ate Ruoruo's buns of wontons together."

Feng Ruoruo raised his head and looked at his father strangely when he heard his father's words.

Dad continued, "Think about it, your little wonton and the little wontons that Dad made were cooked together in the pot, which was equivalent to being cooked in the soup. In this way, everyone seemed to have eaten the little wontons that Ruoru made for everyone by himself."

Grandpa and grandpa also nodded to say that it was the case.

Seeing that everyone said this, Feng Ruoruo immediately became happy: "Okay, let's try Ruoruo's little wontons together."

Grandma quickly tasted one and said, "Well, the little wontons that Ruoruo personally made are really delicious."
Chapter completed!