To accompany my daughter, I worked as a chef in the kindergarten

Chapter 112 Mom, I want to go to Chunmiao Kindergarten!

Hu Tutu was rolling on the ground: "I don't want to go to kindergarten! I don't want to go to kindergarten!"

Zhang Xiaoli said angrily: "Hu Tutu, stand up for me quickly. Do you think this will help? You should go to kindergarten!"

Hu Tutu ignored her, still rolling on the floor, and crying louder.

"Are you crying again?" Zhang Xiaoli couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to take action, but Hu Yingjun stopped her.

"Hey, Xiaoli, no matter what, you can't hit the child."

"If you don't beat him, he can go to Fangjiewa! It's a good kindergarten. Why don't you just go to it?"

"Maybe there is a reason, let me ask Tutu." Hu Yingjun accompanied Zhang Xiaoli with a smile, and finally comforted Zhang Xiaoli, letting her sit aside and play short videos.

He patted Tutu on the shoulder: "My good son, stop crying. Tell dad why you don't want to go to kindergarten. Is someone bullying you? Tell dad and dad will teach him a lesson for you!"

Listening to her father's comfort, Hu Tutu gradually stopped crying.

He wiped away his tears: "No one bullied me."

"Then why don't you want to go?"

Hu Tutu's mouth bulged and then retracted, hesitating for a long time, and finally revealed the reason under Hu Yingjun's encouraging eyes: "The food in the kindergarten is not delicious!"

"Hahahaha!"

Hu Yingjun couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

He never thought that the reason why his son didn't want to go to kindergarten was that the food in the kindergarten was too unpalatable?

But this is in line with Hu Tutu's character. He has been a foodie since he was a child.

"Son, what should I do? The meals in kindergarten are the same. Dad can't give you meals every day, right?"

"I don't care! The food in the kindergarten is so bad, I don't want to go to the kindergarten!"

Hu Yingjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Xiaoli, the reason our son doesn't want to go to kindergarten is because the food is too unpalatable."

"Xiaoli, Xiaoli, do you hear me?"

Zhang Xiaoli said angrily: "Just say it once, I'm not deaf!"

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

"Because I'm watching a video!" Zhang Xiaoli came over and put her phone sideways in front of Hu Tutu: "Son, what do you think of this kindergarten?"

What she opened was the official account of Chunmiao Kindergarten, showing the little ones eating lunch.

Ye Chen took the spoon and was responsible for cooking. Su Qingyin said with a smile:

"Children, who wants to eat braised pork?"

"I!"

“What should a child who wants to eat do?”

"Get in line!"

Then the children lined up neatly and orderly, without any fighting or reluctance. Instead, they moved very quickly and everyone was quiet.

Zhang Xiaoli was a little surprised. The children in this kindergarten are so obedient!

She also visited Hu Tutu's kindergarten. It was a mess during lunch. It was simply impossible to get the little ones to obey.

It takes a long time to finish the meal every time.

This is not surprising. Children are very lively and active. It is very difficult to make them stand there obediently.

She thought all kindergartens were like this.

When I saw Chunmiao Kindergarten, I realized that I was wrong!

Hu Yingjun also stared at the screen intently.

Zhang Xiaoli noticed that his gaze was wrong and knocked him hard on the forehead.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

"You also know that I am your wife, where are you looking?"

"Ah, I'm watching the children lining up. Don't tell me, these children are so good!"

"Nonsense, you are obviously looking at that female teacher!" Hu Yingjun's lie was exposed, but he did not panic, and said calmly: "How is that possible? How could I look at that female teacher? I don't, I don't Stop talking nonsense!"

In fact, he secretly admired in his heart, the female teacher in this kindergarten is so beautiful!

The meal was quickly finished, and the little guys found their seats with their bowls in hand.

At this time, a close-up shot focused on the braised pork.

The braised pork served in a large basin shows an attractive reddish-brown color, with a shiny surface and bright color. There is a thin layer of sweet sugar-colored wrapping. It looks delicious!

At this time, a drop of water fell down and broke open with a snap when it hit the screen.

"Hey, where did the water come from? Is it raining?"

Hu Yingjun said with a smile: "This is at home. Even if it rains, it can't come in. It's your son who can't stop drooling!"

Zhang Xiaoli touched Hu Tutu's head with both hands and found that there was still saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth: "Oh, Hu Tutu, you are so disgusting, wipe the saliva quickly!"

After wiping the screen, the three of them continued to watch.

The little ones have already started eating. The braised pork and rice are a perfect combination and look very delicious.

The little fat man's mouth was full, and he was still showing off the braised pork in it: "Dad Ye, um, this is so, so delicious!"

"Little Fatty, eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, could this eating sign be the reincarnation of a starving ghost?

On his left and right are Ye Xiaonan and Yaya respectively.

"Daddy, let me feed you!" Ye Xiaonan picked up a piece of braised pork and handed it to Ye Chen's mouth.

"Well, the baby tastes so delicious!"

"Dad Ye, I'll feed you too!"

"Well, Yaya feeds her well too!"

Zhang Xiaoli was stunned when she heard this title: "Dad? Did you hear that?"

Hu Yingjun scratched his head: "Honey, you don't need to call me daddy in broad daylight."

"Hu Yingjun, you want to die!"

After a beating, Hu Yingjun was honest: "I heard that little girl called him daddy."

"This kindergarten is interesting. The chef's son also goes to school here. This can ensure food safety."

Hu Tutu was already so greedy that she pointed at the screen and said, "Mom, I want to go to this kindergarten!"

"what?"

The two looked at each other.

What the hell, I just wanted to post a video, but Hu Tutu said he was going to school here?

"Tutu, are you serious?"

"Yeah!" Hu Tutu nodded vigorously.

"why?"

“The food here is delicious!”

Zhang Xiaoli patted her forehead, wondering what kind of foodie son she had given birth to!

Hu Yingjun couldn't help laughing: "Honey, let alone Tutu, the braised pork in this kindergarten makes me greedy just looking at it!"

"Are you greedy for braised pork? You're probably not greedy for the beautiful teacher!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Tutu is still here. I am loyal to my wife. Heaven and earth can teach me!"

Looking at Hu Yingjun's raised hand, Zhang Xiaoli covered her mouth and said with a smile: "You are such a talkative!"

Speaking of which, I was a flower on campus back then. Hu Yingjun was a poor boy with nothing, and he was not handsome either. He just relied on his mouth to coax him into it.

(End of this chapter)