Gourmet Kindergarten

"Waaaaah—"

The piercing siren came to an abrupt halt in the Jinxiuyuan residential community.

It took less than ten minutes in total!

Lin Xi's scalp tingled again: Oh no! This brat actually brought the police?!

"Knock knock knock!"

"Hello, is this the place where you reported the incident?"

Lin Xi turned around, glared at the "culprit" on the sofa, and reluctantly opened the door.

Outside the door, two police officers, one old and one young, stood ramrod straight.

"Hello, I've received a dispatch. Someone reported being robbed." The middle-aged police officer, Lao Liu, said expressionlessly, getting straight to the point, "Where is the person who made the report?"

To be honest, in all the years that Lao Liu has been on the police force, he has arrested battery thieves, intervened in fights, and even mediated family feuds caused by dog ​​poop.

But this is definitely the first time that the police have been alerted by someone "stealing a piece of fried meat from their son".

This was probably the most outrageous dispatch order he had ever received in his police career, bar none.

"Officer, I'm here!"

A chubby boy immediately burst out from behind the door, his plump little hand pointing hatefully at Lin Xi.

"Officer! It's her! She stole my fried meat!"

Old Liu nodded, took out his body camera, turned it on with a "beep," squatted down, and unconsciously softened his voice:

"Little friend, don't rush, speak slowly, Uncle is listening."

Zhuangzhuang sniffed, tears still welling up in his eyes.

Seeing how gentle the policeman was, the little guy suddenly felt like he had a protector and tried to straighten his chubby little back.

"Little friend, what's your name?"

"Lin Zhuangzhuang!"

"Zhuangzhuang, how old are you?"

Six years old!

"Six years old, that's a big kid now." Old Liu smiled slightly. "Where do you go to school?"

"Golden Sun Kindergarten!"

"Good, Zhuangzhuang, that's great." Old Liu coaxed him like a kindergarten teacher, "Then can you tell Uncle in detail when, where, and who took your things?"

Zhuangzhuang's little face was tense as he began to "take his statement" in a serious and methodical manner:

"This noon, the kindergarten served fried meat. I deliberately refrained from eating it, saving a small piece, which I wrapped in a tissue and hid in the innermost part of my backpack. Just now, as soon as I got home, she—"

The chubby hand pointed at Lin Xi again, "You ate it without my permission! That...that was what I saved for Yan Yan!"

In the end, the little guy pouted in grievance, and tears streamed down his face.

The pen in Lao Liu's hand hovered in mid-air, abruptly stopping.

Xiao Zhao, a young police officer who had just joined the force, also quietly pricked up his ears.

"Who is Yan Yan?" Old Liu's voice softened even more, afraid of frightening the chubby little boy with tears in his eyes.

"My...girlfriend!"

Xiao Zhao: "..."

Are kindergarten kids these days really this aggressive?!

He had a girlfriend at six years old?!

Seriously, he's been single for 22 years, never even held a girl's hand, yet his romantic experience is inferior to that of a six-year-old?!

This is absolutely outrageous! It's ridiculously absurd that someone would open the door for someone so ridiculous! It's beyond ridiculous!

Old Liu: "..."

A six-year-old boy called the police on his own mother so he could save a piece of fried meat from kindergarten for his "girlfriend"...

This world is ultimately magical.

Old Liu took a deep breath, suppressing his inner turmoil: "...Go on. So, Mom took your fried meat, which is why you couldn't give it to your girlfriend, right?"

"Um!"

"Then Zhuangzhuang, tell your uncle, what's the name of this fried meat?" Old Liu thought that since it could cause such a commotion, this fried meat must be something special.

"Hmm..." Zhuangzhuang tilted his head, thought for a moment, swallowed, and loudly announced the dish: "Sweet and Sour Pork!"

"..."

"..."

Old Liu and Little Zhao stared at each other speechlessly.

After all that commotion and police intervention, the "mysterious fried meat"... turned out to be sweet and sour pork!!!

"Officers, it's a misunderstanding! It really is a misunderstanding!"

Lin Xi, who had been left out in the cold for half a day, finally seized the opportunity and quickly stepped forward, interjecting with a black line on her face to protest her innocence.

A wave of sadness washed over Xiao Zhao: "..."

Big sister, you're calling me uncle?

I'm only 22 this year, I just graduated from university! I look several years younger than you!

Never mind... In the eyes of Chinese people, "police officer" is a general term regardless of age or seniority; it represents the heavy trust of the people!

Lin Xi didn't notice Xiao Zhao's subtle facial twitching and continued speaking rapidly, like a string of beans:

"I really didn't mean to steal his food! I thought it was something he brought back for me, so I just ate it. And I already apologized! I said I'd buy him something to make it up to him tomorrow, but he wouldn't have it! He insisted on having the piece that was eaten. Where am I supposed to conjure it up for him? So he... he secretly took out his phone and watch and called the police!"

"What you bought isn't as good as what the headmaster makes!"

Zhuangzhuang interrupted his mother without hesitation, stamping his feet in frustration: "I only want the one the headmaster makes! It's super delicious, all the ones outside are garbage!"

Xiao Zhao: "..."

Just how amazing are the cooking skills of this legendary "kindergarten director brother"? He can completely win over the stomach of a six-year-old child!

It must taste delicious!

Old Liu: "..."

What kind of chaos haven't I seen in my life? But today, I was truly sent flying by half a piece of sweet and sour pork.

But then again...

What kind of divine flavor could make a six-year-old child risk everything for the sake of "sacrificing family members" to make Guo Bao Rou (sweet and sour pork) taste so divine?

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously came to their senses.

That's not right!

Is now the time to crave this?!

Mediation!

The real issue is mediation!

……

at the same time.

Just across the street.

Unlike the "bloodshed" that happened in Zhuangzhuang's family because of "half a piece of sweet and sour pork", Duoduo's family is living a peaceful and quiet life.

The study was lit by a warm light.

Guo Rui had just closed his laptop when he turned his head and saw his daughter scribbling on the corner of the table.

Seeing that earnest and focused little face, the father's heart melted instantly, and he immediately transformed into the "brainless praise group leader," leaning over to shower her with compliments:

"Wow, look at our daughter's drawing skills! Absolutely amazing! So beautiful!"

Upon hearing this flattery, Duoduo immediately put down her pen, her big eyes sparkling: "Really, Daddy? Then guess what I drew?"

Goodness, this question left the old father completely speechless.

Guo Rui took a closer look.

A yellowish, unidentified blob of something was pasted on the drawing paper, dotted with several red dots of varying sizes.

Uh…

What the hell is this drawing?

A dung beetle's dinner?

But can I say that?

Dare to say it?

Obviously not!

"Uh... well..." Guo Rui stammered, sweat beading on his forehead, scratching his head frantically, desperate to survive.

"Dad, can't you guess?"

Seeing that her father couldn't utter a word for a long time, Duoduo pouted and revealed the answer herself with a look of disappointment: "I drew sweet and sour pork!"

Sweet and sour pork?!

Guo Rui's eye twitched violently.

No wonder he's blind; what kind of authentic sweet and sour pork looks like a biological weapon?

Before the father could even finish his internal rant, Duoduo had already clung to his arm and started whining, "Daddy, the sweet and sour pork is so delicious! Duoduo really wants some..."

As the little guy spoke, he couldn't help but swallow, revealing his gluttonous nature.

Seeing his daughter's comical appearance, Guo Rui could no longer keep his composure.

He couldn't resist reaching out and gently stroking her little nose, his voice full of doting affection:

"Alright, alright, you little glutton, Daddy will take you to eat there another day..."

"Knock knock".

Before he could finish speaking, there was a gentle knock on the study door.

Just as Guo Rui turned around, the door was pushed open, and a gentle face peeked in.