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

Chapter 5 I also want to eat Papa Ye’s egg fried rice!
  However, professionalism defeated the greed in the stomach.

I am a teacher, how can I compete with children for food?

"Thank you sister Qingyin!"

Ye Xiaonan happily returned to her seat while holding egg fried rice.

"Children, have you washed your hands? Extend your hands for the teacher to check!"

"Washed!"

"You're so good, okay, everyone, let's start eating, be careful not to burn your mouth!"

The children received their meals and sat down one by one.

A little fat man just took a bite and vomited it all out.

"Teacher, this food tastes terrible!"

"It's so salty and tastes terrible!"

"I want to eat my mother's cooking!"

"I, I miss my mother too, wow wow wow!"

One little girl burst into tears. Following her lead, the surrounding children also began to cry, as if there was a competition. Each one cried louder than the other, and the whole kindergarten became a sea of ​​crying.

Ye Xiaonan looked at them proudly. How old are they and they can only cry?

Really useless!

She opened the box of egg fried rice, held it in front of her with both hands, took a deep breath, and the rich aroma of rice hit her face.

Dad’s egg fried rice is so delicious!
  I couldn't wait to take a bite. The aroma of eggs mixed with rice bloomed between my lips and teeth, making me want to stop.

Even after heating, it did not weaken its fragrance at all. On the contrary, after precipitation, the taste became more intense.

A vague fragrance spread out and floated over the entire classroom.

The children who smelled the fragrance stopped crying and sniffed, looking for the source of the fragrance.

“Smells so good!”

"Where does the smell come from? It seems like eggs and rice?"

"It smells really good, even better than the rice cooked by my mother!"

Xiaopang came close to Ye Xiaonan, took two deep breaths, and determined the source of the fragrance, which was the bowl of egg fried rice in her hand!
  "Xiao Nan, can you give me a taste?"

Looking at the bowl of egg fried rice, Xiaopang's mouth was watering. The rich aroma aroused the greed in his stomach.

"no!"

Ye Xiaonan hugged the egg fried rice tightly in her arms, like an angry kitten.

"My dad made this for me. If you want to eat it, go find your parents!"

After hearing the conversation, the children all noticed.

The source of the fragrance is the egg fried rice in Xiao Nan’s hand. It’s golden in color and looks delicious!

Su Qingyin protected Ye Xiaonan behind her: "Children, Xiaonan's father brought this to her. How about we eat fried pork?"

"No! Teacher, it tastes really bad!"

"Yes, it's very salty and makes my throat sore!"

"Wow wow wow wow I want to eat egg fried rice!"

Hearing the children's words, Su Qingyin frowned. Is today's meal really unpalatable?
  In the past, some children did not like to eat and had to be coaxed for a long time.

But it didn't turn out like this. Almost all the children today were unwilling to eat. It was really strange.

Su Qingyin walked over, picked up a small piece of fried pork and tasted it. The next second she spit it out and took a big drink of water.

The kids were right, it was really too salty!
  Kill the salt seller!

The old chef resigned and returned to his hometown. Yesterday, a new chef was hired. I didn't expect that his first meal would be so delicious!

No wonder the kids don’t like eating it!
  Seeing that there was no egg fried rice to eat, the children all burst into tears, crying even more fiercely than before.

The thought that Ye Xiaonan could eat fragrant egg-fried rice while they could only eat salty stir-fried pork made them all feel even sadder.

The cries almost brought down the roof.

Su Qingyin covered her face with her hands, unwilling to face it.

Really desperate!
  But the principal and other teachers are not here yet!
  Ye Xiaonan came up and tugged at the corner of Su Qingyin's clothes. “Sister Qingyin!”

"Xiaonan."

Su Qingyin wanted to cry but didn't expect her father Ye to be such a good cook.

Just a simple bowl of egg fried rice can arouse children's greed.

"Sister Qingyin, you can ask my dad to make egg fried rice!"

Ye Xiaonan made her hands like trumpets and placed them next to Su Qingyin's ears.

"what?"

Su Qingyin was stunned for a moment: "Dad Ye should be at work at this time, right?"

Ye Xiaonan shook his little head: "Daddy has been fired."

"Expelled? Did he make any mistake?"

Ye Xiaonan tilted her head and thought: "No, he fired the boss!"

Fire the boss.
  So cruel!
  "Even so, wouldn't it be good to let your father cook?"

Su Qingyin was very confused. Ye Chen was a parent of a student and paid for his daughter to come to the kindergarten.

What's going on with letting him come to the kindergarten to cook?

Paying money alone is not enough, do you have to do volunteer work?

If this spreads out, will the kindergarten still receive students in the future?

But there seems to be no other way at the moment. The children are clamoring to eat Father Ye’s egg fried rice.
  Ye Xiaonan showed two small tiger teeth: "Sister Qingyin, it's okay, daddy is very happy to see you!"

He said this as if Father Ye was interested in him.

Su Qingyin's face turned slightly red.

This is the world of children, which is different from that of adults, and they don’t have so many scruples about speaking.

"Then, let me call Dad Ye and ask him if he is willing to come?"

After hesitating for a long time, Su Qingyin still called. You can't let the child cry all the time, right?
  Then I probably can't keep my position as a kindergarten teacher.

As soon as Ye Chen came out of the ID Bureau, his cell phone rang.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Dad Ye? I'm Su Qingyin."

"Teacher Su, is Xiaonan misbehaving in kindergarten?"

"Ah, no, it's not."

Su Qingyin hesitated for a moment, her voice was small, and she seemed embarrassed.

"Dad Ye, can you come to the kindergarten?"

"Well, what's the matter?"

"That's right, the kids all want to eat the egg fried rice you made."

Su Qingyin stammered this sentence and covered her red cheeks with both hands.

God, this request of mine is so rude!
  Father Ye is a parent, and he also has work to do.

Kindergarten charges money, but still asks parents to cook?

This is too outrageous!

Ye Chen was a little confused, what's going on?
  Do you have to pay childcare fees every month?
  Is this how you go to kindergarten now?

Not only do you have to pay money inside, but you also have to cook for the children?

Su Qingyin felt aggrieved and explained what happened to Ye Chen.

"Dad Ye, I really have nothing to do, if you are willing to come."

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute." Ye Chen smiled, but he didn't expect that a bowl of egg fried rice would have such an effect.

"Thank you so much, Dad Ye, I don't know what I would have done if it weren't for me!"

Su Qingyin let out a long sigh of relief after putting down the phone.

(End of this chapter)