Chapter 42: Truffles (2/2)

Han Yichen: ”Where to? If it’s a big deal should I accompany you?”

”…It’s my brother's first day in kindergarten, I don’t know how he is doing, so I’ll go and see him.”

Han Yichen asked more about the school. As soon as he heard that it was an experimental kindergarten, he immediately sat down and waved his hand: ”It's an experimental class, don't worry, my sister is there, so I will go back and tell her about Xiaoyu in the evening. Don’t worry about it, she would take care of him.”

Xia Ye in the end left, during the rest of his lunch break to go

When he rode to the school, it was not 12 o'clock yet, so the children were all eating. When he found the classroom, he happened to see Chen Suling, who was standing in the glass window at the entrance of the classroom, looking in secretly.

Chen Suling saw him, but without letting him say anything, she pointed inside and whispered, ”He’s eating.”

Xia Ye took a look in through the window, and it was different from their collective dining in the cafeteria. The children here passed around their meals in the classroom, since they were younger and they prefer to eat in familiar places, which is also convenient for the teacher to manage.

Tang Jinyu sat in the last row, holding a small bowl in his hand quietly. He had some winter melon and pork rib soup. Every kid had a pork rib in their bowl, with stir-fried vegetables, one shiitake mushroom core and the fried carrots on the side.

The food was okay, but the classroom was a little noisy. From time to time, someone would accidentally overturn their small bowl and cry to the teacher.

The kid next to Tang Jinyu overturned their bowl. After the little guy saw it, he took the initiative to help them clean it up. He wiped it with a paper towel, rubbed it around, and did good in helping.

After the meal, the teacher gave each child a piece of chocolate. The sweets attracted the attention of all the children, even Tang Jinyu was no exception.

Xia Ye looked at the wrapping of the truffles, and felt like he had seen it before. Before he could ask, he heard Chen Suling let out a light cough, she seemed a bit embarrassed: ”I was brought some because I was afraid that Xiaoyu would miss home, he usually eats them around this time…”

The two watched inside for a while, and after reassuring themselves, they walked away quietly.

Tang Hongjun kept watching the time during work. When school was finally over, he picked up Chen Suling and drove to the school to pick up his son.

They sent their child almost late in the morning, so that they didn't bump into many parents. Many people at this time off from work, and parents who came to pick up their children stood at the front of the door, like a rally full of people, with a huge momentum.

The little iron fence hadn't opened yet, and there were many people standing in front of it, from the young parents to the gray-haired grandparents, everyone was fierce, gearing their hands and waiting for the moment to rush in. The atmosphere was too contagious that Tang Hongjun also felt competitive. He took off his coat and let his wife hold it for him, and he started to warm up.

As soon as the iron fence of the kindergarten was opened, the surrounding parents started to run inside!

Tang Hongjun took the lead and ran in first!

When he rushed to the small classroom, panting out breath, there was a row of children carrying small school bags, with water bottles. His baby son was the last in row, the teacher yelled ”Tang Jinyu”, and the child tilted his head and looked at him, smiled and leaped over and hugged his leg, and said affectionately: ”Dad!”

Tang Hongjun hugged him and kissed him, the teacher praised the child's performance today, and he took him home.

Tang Jinyu was very relaxed on the way back, and looked no different from usual.

Chen Suling held his little hand and asked him about what he did in school today. The child explained what happened, then smiled and said, ”Mom, they gave us truffles today!”

Chen Suling pretended to be surprised, ”Really?”

”It's the same as what mom gives me, so sweet~”

”That's really good,” Chen Suling kissed his little cheek and smiled. ”Maybe you would have some tomorrow.”

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Tang Honjun, who worked hard on his 100-meter sprint: I don't care, I tried my best! I must be first, my son is waiting for me! !

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