Ning Cheng returned home with the bowl. Grandma had already prepared lunch. Grandma was still very happy to see her eldest grandson coming back.

"It seems that my eldest grandson has studied very well at someone's house today."

Ning Cheng smiled when he heard grandma's words: "Well, I'm still practicing knife skills today, but grandma, I tell you that I have begun to adapt to the cutting method that Uncle Yifan taught me. I feel that as long as I can practice this part well, I should be able to speed up after that."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Fengcai walked out of the house: "Don't be proud, you kid, you are still far from it. Your foundation is too thin, and it is difficult to learn well in a short time."

Grandma smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, let's take your time. I believe that our Makoto will definitely become a chef in the future."

Ning Fengcai also agreed with his wife's words, because his eldest grandson performed very well during this period.

And he also knew very well that Feng Yifan was definitely a very good teacher.

The eldest grandson followed him not only to learn the skills of cooking, but also to learn the rules of being a human being from Feng Yifan. This will be a great thing for the eldest grandson in the future.

However, in front of the child, grandpa still said: "Don't be proud, you have not officially become a disciple yet. The formal apprenticeship is the beginning. Before that, you have to work hard, and after you become a disciple, you must work harder and learn harder with your Uncle Yifan."

Ning Cheng nodded and said, "Okay grandpa, I know."

When the old couple chatted with their eldest grandson here, the young grandson walked out of the house with sleepy eyes.

Ning Guang yawned and said, "Grandpa and grandma, my brother is back. When will we start dinner?"

When Ning Fengcai saw that his grandson had just woken up, he suddenly felt angry on his face: "Look, what do you look like? He didn't say anything when he slept until noon, didn't brush his teeth, or washed his face, and he knew that he was shouting for food here. What's wrong? He also asked us to feed you to your mouth?"

After being scolded by his grandfather, Ning Guang still disagreed.

"My brother went out early in the morning. I can't sleep yet? Besides, isn't it on vacation now? I don't have to go to school, so why am I not going to sleep?"

Ning Fengcai became even more annoyed when he heard this: "You, can't you help with me? Can't you get up and write your homework?"

Ning Guang still looked cynical: "Grandpa, you said it yourself to go to the vegetable field last time. I won't let me go again in the future. Why did you let me go again? Because my brother doesn't go, you can't be busy with your own homework? It's still early, I'll finish it before school starts."

Ning Fengcai was really angry with the appearance of his grandson.

At this time, Ning Cheng put down the big bowl in his hand, walked forward and raised his hand to slap his younger brother in the back of the head.

"Why are you talking to grandpa? Hurry up and apologize to grandpa. Get up early tomorrow morning, go to the vegetable field with grandpa in the morning, and do my homework well at home in the afternoon. Did you hear that?"

Ning Guang might be able to show cynicality in front of his grandparents, but he dare not in front of his brother.

Because my grandparents are still reluctant to do it, but Ning Cheng really knows how to do it.

After Ning Guang was slapped, he immediately became obedient. He apologized to his grandfather honestly, then brushed his teeth and washed his face, and even helped his grandmother come out for food.

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, it was improved based on my aunt's craftsmanship. I think everyone in the village should like this flavor."

Su Jinrong also tasted it at this time and said, "Well, because everyone in the village wants to go to the ground, the taste will be slightly heavier, and the people in the village like salty. Your seasoning is mainly salty, and you can hardly taste the sweetness. At the same time, there is a little spicy to embellish it, which is more appetizing."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "The main reason is that Suzao soup you gave you works and can better highlight the meat flavor."

Su Jinrong waved his hand: "That's not my credit, it's your own exploration."

Feng Ruoru suddenly said, "Oh, don't always eat Ruoru. This bowl was left to Ruoru by dad. You can eat more other dishes."

Seeing his daughter protecting food, Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Ruoruo, you are not right. You have to share delicious food with everyone."

Feng Ruoruo curled his lips and said, "But Mom, Ruoruo is just such a small bowl, not many."

Su Ruoxi said again: "Then after finishing the meal today, you can ask your father to make it for Ruoruo again."

Feng Ruoruo's eyes suddenly shone, turned his head to look at his father and asked, "Is that OK? Dad, can you? Will you still make this for Ruoruo?"

Faced with his daughter's request, Feng Yifan naturally nodded and agreed: "Okay, Dad will make it for Ruoruo in the future."

When Feng Ruoruo heard his father say this, he immediately became generous.

"Then mom, you can try it too. Grandpa, grandpa and grandma, you can eat it. After eating, Ruruo can also let Dad make it for us."

Feng Ruoruo's huge contrast between the two sides made everyone laugh.

A lunch ended happily with laughter.

After lunch, Feng Ruoruo followed his mother to take a nap, and Feng Yifan took the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen to clean it.

Lu Cuiling came into the kitchen at this time and looked at her busy son and said, "You have really thought about it and want to teach Ning Cheng?"

Feng Yifan raised his head and looked at his mother: "Mom, don't you want me to teach Ning Cheng?"

Lu Cuiling shook her head and said, "It's not that I don't want it. I'm just worried that you taught that kid. He didn't really learn it well. I'll give it to you and your father-in-law's restaurant in the future. You may not know what Ning Cheng did in the town before."

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his mother: "Mom, I know everything, but I think the prodigal son will not change his gold. Since he really wants to learn well, he should give him a chance to reform himself. Besides, Mr. Ning and aunt are old and cannot take care of the two brothers forever."

When talking about Ning Fengcai's old couple, Lu Cuiling sighed helplessly.

When it comes to the brothers Ning Cheng and Ning Guang, Lu Cuiling really doesn't like it at all, but the old couple of Ning Fengcai Lu Cuiling still thinks it is really not easy.

The old couple's son and daughter-in-law went to work in another place. They haven't come back a few times in the years. The child was thrown to the old couple, which really added a lot of burden to the old couple.

The two brothers have become like this now. It’s not that the old couple is spoiled, but that the old couple really can’t control it.

So after hearing what his son said, Lu Cuiling thought that Ning Cheng could reform himself is indeed a good thing.

"Okay, if you think it's OK, then let's teach it first. Anyway, what I mean is that you can't just consider helping you Uncle Ning. If Ning Cheng is not that material, don't cause trouble for yourself and your father-in-law."

Feng Yifan knew that his mother was still caring about him. He nodded and said to his mother: "Mom, don't worry, if he was not that material, I would explain it clearly to Mr. Ning and aunt, and ask Qingsong to teach him how to drive, ask him to take a driver's license, and help Qingsong run transportation in the future."

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan suddenly asked: "By the way, I have been back for so many days, why haven't I seen Qingsong's brother?"

When Lu Cuiling saw her son asking, she sighed helplessly: "Don't mention it, that boy ran to the town. I heard that he was in love with a girl in the town and wanted to work in the south with that girl."

Feng Yifan was a little surprised: "There is still this? Then what does my aunt Niu mean?"
Chapter completed!