Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 193 Regular Customers

The children in this class are all young, and the teacher’s paintings are also meticulous.

Yaoyao squeezed in with the little girl, and Zhou Huilan took advantage of her height advantage and followed her to take a look.

The paint-soaked brush strokes the grapes one by one on the rice paper, which is really lifelike.

After the painting was over, the children returned to their seats to draw. Yaoyao had nothing and could only stand next to the little girl and watch. When she was a little embarrassed, the little girl took a brush and handed it to Yao Yao.

Yao.

So the two of them started drawing decently on the rice paper spread out by the girl.

Chow Huilan likes the atmosphere of the Chinese painting class very much.

Yaoyao also liked it very much. After class, she took the piece of rice paper given to her by the little girl and showed it off to Zhou Huilan like a treasure, "Mom, look, I drew a bunch of grapes!"

Zhou Huilan took it and looked at it. It was really a bunch of round green grapes neatly arranged in an inverted triangle shape. She couldn't help but laugh.

"It's really good. Yaoyao, do you like this Chinese painting class?"

Yaoyao nodded, "I like it. I also met a new friend, her name is Zhang Mengyuan!" She pointed to the little girl who was packing away her painting tools.

Just when Zhang Mengyuan looked up, she saw Yaoyao greeting her and smiled sweetly.

Zhou Huilan went to ask the teacher of the Chinese painting class. The teacher said that to register and pay the fee, Zhou Huilan said goodbye to the teacher and took Yaoyao to the admissions office.

Chinese painting classes are 10 yuan per class, and classes are held every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday during the summer vacation.

Zhou Huilan happily paid the 120 yuan tuition fee for a month, but Yaoyao pointed to the practice clothes behind the teacher and pulled Zhou Huilan, "Mom, after taking the traditional Chinese painting class, can't I take the dance class?"

Zhou Huilan was stunned for a moment, "Of course not, but the dance teacher is so fierce, does Yaoyao still want to take dance classes?"

Yaoyao hesitated for a moment and did not answer, but the admissions teacher explained, "Our dance teacher is the champion of the city dance competition. People with great ability are inevitably more strict, but most parents still treat this teacher very much."

Trusted.”

"Mom, I want to try dance class, is that okay?" Yaoyao said, her eyes unconsciously glancing at the practice clothes behind the teacher.

Zhou Huilan understands what her daughter is thinking, but her current financial conditions allow her daughter to try this way, so there is really no need to dampen her daughter's interest.

"Teacher, can the dance class be held on a staggered basis with the Chinese painting class?"

"Dance class is a special class in our activity center. There are classes every day, but the teachers are different. If you learn dance, you can only attend another class every Monday, Wednesday and Friday."

Zhou Huilan actually felt better if she avoided this talented and ambitious dance teacher.

"But dance classes are 15 yuan per class, 180 per month, and dance classes have uniform practice clothes. We sell these clothes here, and they cost 35 yuan a set, including practice clothes, pantyhose and dance shoes.

, you can also go to a sports goods store outside to buy it."

The thin material is obviously not worth the price.

But since the school was selling it, Zhou Huilan, a freshman, still paid for it decisively. She didn't want her daughter to be targeted by the teacher again because of such a trivial matter.

Seeing that Zhou Huilan was so cheerful, the teacher started to promote other courses, but her family had already signed up for piano lessons, and there were also Chinese painting and dance classes here. There was almost no free day in the week. Zhou Huilan felt that this level was enough, so she refused.

The teacher.

Because today is Tuesday, I just took a Chinese painting class, and I will come over at nine o'clock tomorrow morning for a dance class.

After returning home, Zhou Huilan put the newly bought practice clothes through water, dried them in the washing machine and hung them up. Yaoyao couldn't wait under the clothes drying pole, wishing she could wear them while they were so wet.

It was almost the third day after the flyers were distributed. At noon, two female nurses came to the store on bicycles.

The nurse entered the store and hurriedly glanced at the menu on the wall, then ran to the cashier to place an order, "I want a winter melon and pork ribs soup. Is this fried pigeon with coriander fried with coriander and pigeon?"

Li Man nodded while remembering, "Yes."

"Is the food fast?" The female nurse was a little hesitant and kept scanning the menu, but finally sighed, "I want a piece of fried pigeon with coriander. Can you guys pack it? Is the bag strong?"

Li Man was directly asked.

Although there are plastic bags in the store, they are relatively strong, but they are only used to hold leftovers for customers, and they usually don't contain much.

"Do you want to take the food away directly after cooking it?"

The nurse nodded, "If it can be packaged like this, I want one or two... Let me do the math, I want six portions of winter melon and pork ribs soup!"

"Then I have to ask the kitchen to see if it can be packaged like this. You sit down first, and I will report what you are eating here to the kitchen."

The two nurses sat down.

Li Man went to the kitchen to explain the situation. Zhou Huilan asked Sister Cui to prepare the dishes while following Li Man to the front.

Seeing the little nurse sitting opposite him, Li Man immediately beamed with joy, "It turns out it's you!"

It was the little nurse who helped her sell insulated lunch boxes in the Gastroenterology Department of the Central Hospital!

"It's really you, I'm afraid it's not you!" Liu Na, the young nurse, was also very happy. After all, we are old acquaintances.

After a brief reminiscing about old times, Zhou Huilan asked the nurse why she bought so many packages of winter melon and pork ribs soup.

When Liu Na heard this, she immediately slapped the table and said, "What are you talking about! You have made the people in our department so naughty that you will quit as soon as you are done with it. But after thinking about it for more than half a year, I have been

How is the day going!"

Although this is not nice to say, it is indeed a compliment to myself.

Zhou Huilan smiled a little awkwardly, "If you want to go to higher places, I can't sell boxed lunches for the rest of my life!"

Liu Na just complained and didn't really have any objections to Chow Huilan.

The two chatted for a while, and Liu Na started talking about the six packages that her colleagues in the department asked her to help with, because the hospital couldn't do without people at noon, so the two of them finally had time to get out of the shift. Naturally,

You have to help your colleagues.

"It's possible to pack, but without professional stuff, if you ride back so far, you're afraid of spilling it."

"Ah? Can't you take it with you..." Liu Na's disappointment was immediately written on her face.

Zhou Huilan thought about the popular takeout in later generations and said, "I'll give it a try. If it spills, come back and tell me and I'll refund your money." Liu Na is a regular customer and she believes in the other person's character.

Just as she was talking, Sister Cui brought the winter melon and pork ribs soup. The fragrance that hit her face made Liu Na move her index fingers. Zhou Huilan also took the opportunity to say goodbye and hurriedly went to the back to fry the fried pigeons with coriander.

(End of chapter)