Food: Become a chef in kindergarten, parents won’t leave

By the time Nini’s dad sent the news, he had already been the biggest winner.

The whole group is divided into four levels of parents at this time.

At the bottom are the mothers whose children go to other kindergartens, and are now considering whether to transfer their children to the spring kindergarten.

After all, whether it is children’s life or learning, they feel much stronger than other ~ kindergartens.

The next level is that the child is now in kindergarten in the spring, but this time the reward did not want to share it with his parents, and he – everyone ate it up.

These parents didn’t feel anything, but when they looked at the ostentatious words of other parents, they suddenly felt unbalanced.

I guess I’m having a friendly and cordial conversation with my child at this time.

One level higher, that is Xiao Ming’s mother, these parents, their children are indeed giving themselves a long face, and they are proud of themselves in the group just now.

And the top of the pyramid seems to be Nini’s father at the moment, a king bomb, no one can touch it for the time being.

A little girl can not only remember her father’s birthday, but also use the little saffron she has saved to ask Mr. Lin to make a dish for her birthday gift.

Not to mention a little girl in kindergarten, many high school students nowadays may not remember their parents’ birthdays.

This kind of child, which parent wouldn’t like it!

Xiao Ming’s mother looked at the message on her phone, and suddenly asked:

“Xiao Ming, do you know what day your mother’s birthday is?”

Xiao Ming, who was eating rice candy and watching “Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf”, heard the words and said casually:

“I don’t know!”

“Do you know your dad’s birthday?”

“I don’t know!”

“However, I know that my birthday is August 18th, Mom, are you going to prepare a birthday present for me now?”

Hearing his mother ask twice in a row, Xiao Ming turned his head and asked expectantly.

“Suck!”

“Whew!”

“Suck!”

“Whew!”

“No, the old lady can’t bear it!”

“Dad, slippers waiting”

Xiao Ming’s mother took a few deep breaths before she put pressure on her desire to do it, and said to Xiao Ming’s father with an expressionless face.

When he heard his daughter-in-law ask what day of birth it was, Xiao Ming’s father had already expected this situation.

He was silent for a moment, and then spoke:

“Damn, Xiao Ming did a good job today. ”

“He’s still young, it’s normal for him to not remember our birthdays, and we’ll know in two years. ”

Hearing his words, Xiao Ming’s mother just suppressed her anger and came up again, turned her head to him and said:

“Small?”

“Is small an excuse?”

“Do you know that Nini asked for five pieces of rice candy today!”

“I exchanged all the little saffron and Mr. Lin for a dish, just to give her dad a birthday gift. ”

“Don’t you want to eat the meal specially made by Mr. Lin on your birthday?”

This time, Xiao Ming’s father was silent, thinking that on his birthday, Xiao Ming took the meal made by Mr. Lin and put it in front of him, and sang a happy birthday song in his mouth!

My daughter-in-law clapped her hands beside her, and the family of three was happy together, how beautiful this picture was!

Thinking of this, Xiao Ming’s father couldn’t hold it anymore, picked up his slippers and walked towards Xiao Ming.

If nothing else, just for the picture that just came to mind, I had to let this little rabbit remember his birthday today.

Well…..

And his mother’s.

“Smack!”

“Remember, your father’s birthday is November 11!”

“Smack!”

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“Your mother’s birthday is September 9th. ”

Xiao Ming’s father has to repeat his or his daughter-in-law’s birthday every time he beats, and in his opinion, only in this way can he deepen his son’s memory.

“Do you remember?”

“Remember, remember!”

“Say, what is your mother’s birthday?”

“Hmm…”

“That, that September 8th!”

“Smack!”

“Wrong, it’s September 9th!”

“Say, what is my birthday?”

“Hmm…”

“Don’t fight, don’t fight, I remember, it’s November 11th, it’s Singles’ Day, I remember!”

“Smack!”

“Dad, I remember, why are you still beating me?”

“It’s nothing, I just want to hit you!” (read the violent novel, just go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

“……..”

This night, I don’t know what Xiao Ming has experienced, anyway, when he goes to school the next day, he will never sit if he can stand.

The next afternoon.

When Lin Xuan was preparing the ingredients for making rice wine in the kitchen, Little Lori ran in, walked to Lin Xuan’s side, and said mysteriously:

“Brother Lin, do you know that many children were beaten by his parents yesterday. ”

Lin Xuan, who was washing rice, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked a little strangely:

“Beaten?”

“Shouldn’t it?”

“Yesterday, when I was leaving, I saw a lot of children giving out rice candy to their parents to eat, and it stands to reason that they should be very happy!”

Lin Xuan was right, they would be very happy to be able to bring back the rewards they received in school to their parents.

However, who let another king bomb appear.

Hearing this, Little Lori continued:

“It’s not because of you?”

“Because of me?”

Now Lin Xuan is even more strange, how can he have anything to do with himself again.

“Yes, it’s because of you!”

“Do you remember that yesterday, you promised a little girl that you could exchange ten little red flowers for a dish you made yourself as a birthday present for his father? ”

“Yes, I did!”

Thinking of the timid little girl yesterday, Lin Xuan’s heart couldn’t help but feel a warmth.

Seeing Lin Xuan admit it, Little Lori said with a smile:

“That’s right!”

“At the beginning, the parents were very happy that their children had finally grown up and become sensible. ”

“But when I learned that Nini refused to exchange the little saffron for rice candy, and instead begged you to make a dish for his father as a birthday present. ”

“In an instant, I don’t feel fragrant!”

“When I asked about my birthday, my children didn’t know. ”

“It’s worth it, then you can’t educate them well, so that they can remember it for a long time!”

The more Lori talked, the more excited she became, as if she had seen a group of little kids being forced by their parents to remember their birthdays.

Hearing this, the corners of Lin Xuan’s mouth twitched slightly, he didn’t expect that this matter really had something to do with him.

Suddenly, little Lori said with some embarrassment:

“That, Brother Lin, can I ask you for one thing, people?”.