Gourmet Kindergarten

Li Shufen pulled Jianjian to the corner, rubbed her hands together, and lowered her voice:

"Um... Jianjian, that secret mission Mom gave me this morning..."

The conversation had just begun.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Pei Qian not far away—the kindergarten principal was standing side by side with Teacher Yu, and his half-smiling gaze swept over us.

The sound caught in his throat.

His facial muscles stiffened into a standard fake smile.

How do I even begin?

Say, "Sneak back some food from kindergarten for Mom to try."

In front of the real person?

He's probably going to die on the spot.

The other parents nearby were in the same boat, hesitant to speak, their faces filled with the frustration of "I want to speak but I don't dare."

"Oh! Mommy wants to know if you secretly packed some vegetables for Mommy, right?!"

Jianjian, oblivious to his mother's embarrassment, blinked his big eyes and innocently finished the sentence for her.

Li Shufen: "..."

The other children, upon hearing this, suddenly realized, "Oh, so Grandma came to pick up her takeout vegetables too!"

The parents present blushed deeply, scratching the back of their heads with smiles that looked more like cries.

Li Shufen chuckled dryly, frantically trying to salvage the situation: "Um... haha, it's okay if we didn't pack it up! It's alright if Mom doesn't eat it, as long as you're full, Mom isn't craving it, really not—"

"But I already packed it up."

Jianjian, with a proud look on his face, interrupted his mother's scene in a second.

"what?"

Li Shufen's expression went through a smooth three-step transition from embarrassment to stunned silence to ecstasy in a fraction of a second.

"They really hit him?! Where is he? Quick, quick, give it to me!"

"I have some too!"

"Mine's on the table too!"

The other parents immediately lost their composure.

What about elders' reserve? What about saving face and shame? They are worthless in the face of absolute gourmet food.

Their eyes gleamed with greed, and their urging was like someone grabbing discounted eggs at the supermarket: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

The children were startled by this and ran back to the dining table to get their lunch boxes.

Pei Qian stood not far away, watching the group of parents who were putting on airs one second and revealing their true colors the next, and silently rubbed his forehead.

He strongly suspected that those who entered the park today were not children at all, but rather a group of gluttonous adults.

He stepped forward and sighed softly.

"Dear parents..."

The room fell silent, and the parents gave awkward laughs.

"I'm glad you like my cooking. But it's really not appropriate to have the kids bring food home for you. Please don't deliver food here anymore, and please don't have the kids pack it up."

The parents all lowered their heads, like elementary school students who had made a mistake, not daring to breathe loudly.

Seeing this, Pei Qian's tone softened a bit: "This is a one-time exception. The park will hold various parent-child activities in the future, and there will be plenty of opportunities for you to legitimately enter the park and enjoy the food."

"Besides, once these little ones learn to cook, you'll be able to eat it at home too, right? Then it'll be your turn to enjoy the good life."

The voice just fell.

Jianjian ran over holding the lunchbox, shoved it into Li Shufen's hand, and looked up at her with his little face, saying in a childish voice:

"Mommy, don't be sad. Once Jianjian learns to cook, he'll cook delicious meals for Mommy every day!"

Li Shufen's nose tingled, and she poked her son's forehead, both amused and annoyed: "You're so sweet-talking."

Other parents were also amused and touched by their own little ones' similar "promises," laughing and scolding them with red eyes, "You little ingrate!"

But the next second—

They gripped the lunchboxes tightly in their hands.

Well, I was touched, that's all.

But we should take this dish back and eat it while it's hot first.

……

After the parents left, this "little incident" was completely over.

The senior students immediately revealed their true colors, reverting to their usual carefree afternoons.

They sprawled out on the soft cushions in twos and threes, initiating a completely unreserved relaxation mode.

Tangtang jumped up and trotted over to the middle of the crowd, counting on her chubby fingers, determined to see who ate more food at lunchtime.

"I ate all the rice and all the vegetables, the plate was completely empty!"

"I ate everything, even the soup, and even the scallions at the bottom of the bowl..."

"I licked every last drop of sauce off the bowl..."

……

After comparing them, Tangtang realized that she had no advantage at all.

The little girl pouted, looking somewhat dejected.

His eyes darted around, and he immediately unleashed his "ultimate move".

She cupped her hands around her mouth and whispered mysteriously, "Well... I'll tell you a secret—I had dinner with the headmaster last night!"

The moment those words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.

The little ones turned their heads in unison, their eyes wide open like saucers.

real or fake?

Xiao Yu reached up and adjusted his small glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned, and asked a probing question in his childish voice:

"As far as I know, we all go home after school! How can you not go home and eat with the headmaster?"

Tangtang blinked her big eyes twice.

This question was too easy for her; it was practically a free point.

With a slight tilt of her chin, she blurted out, "Because my mom is Teacher Yu!"

simple.

rough.

Dimensionality reduction strike.

The group of friends fell silent!

Seeing everyone's disappointed expressions, Tangtang's smugness instantly reached its peak.

She puffed out her little chest, straightened her back, put her two little hands behind her back, and started showing off in a smug way:

"Let me tell you, the food last night smelled amazing! You've definitely never had anything like it! There was that crispy pork tenderloin, it was so crunchy with every bite, and it even had cumin flavor, it was just incredibly delicious..."

The world of children is so simple and unadorned.

Even though she had just finished lunch and her round little belly was still pushing her clothes up high, hearing this description made her mouth water again.

"Slurp." It was the sound of someone swallowing.

Immediately afterwards, his emotions began to spiral out of control.

"Hmph, that's not fair! I want to have dinner with the headmaster too, and try dishes I've never had before!"

"Me too! Me too!"

If this happened to a new student in the kindergarten class, they would probably forget about it as soon as they finished talking to them.

But this group is from the senior class.

You have a great memory!

—A dangerous seed was sown silently.

Pei Qian, the person involved, was completely unaware of this.

He was standing in the corridor when Teacher Yu asked him about the progress of the "Life Skills" class.

"Oh, by the way, little principal, didn't you say you were going to teach the children to cook? When do you start?"

Pei Qian thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow. I just placed an additional order with the manufacturer that makes custom children's kitchenware this morning and confirmed the delivery time. It should arrive around four o'clock this afternoon."

He paused, then added, "However, the job posting for kindergarten teachers was only sent out this morning. Before the new teachers arrive, I'll have to trouble you to oversee the classes tomorrow."

"It's nothing, it's my duty." Teacher Yu nodded and turned back to the classroom.

Pei Qian stretched and was about to go back to his office to slack off.

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

He took out his phone and casually glanced at the caller ID—

【Mother Mother】