Nie Zhao caught up with Chen Rou and, of course, had to say a few words.
He said first, "Fried foods, especially fried chicken, are not only devoid of nutrition but also very unhealthy. A-Yuan is still a baby, and his intestines are very delicate. He cannot eat that kind of food."
Seeing that Chen Rou remained silent, he added, "Cola will also exacerbate the loss of calcium in his body, preventing him from growing taller."
Seeing that Chen Rou remained silent and only smiled, he persisted and asked, "You've only eaten here once, haven't you?"
It's quite a miracle that A Yuan still remembers it to this day.
He said, "Hometown chicken, Minmin's chicken."
Okay, Nie Zhao finally understood. It turned out that his son couldn't forget Minmin because he ate fried chicken in the capital.
He was indignant and angry, but since he was already in front of the principal, he had no choice but to shut up.
Hopefully, A-Yuan will make some new good friends in this kindergarten.
He had to make A Yuan forget Minmin in the capital, forget the snails and squirrels, and forget the fried chicken.
He is the heir to a multi-billion dollar company; he shouldn't be focusing on trivial matters.
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Since we're here to inspect the kindergarten, we should naturally take a look at the classrooms, then walk around the dormitories, and check out the kitchen.
The kindergarten's classrooms and dormitories are top-of-the-line, and the kitchen is also very nice, divided into Chinese and Western kitchens. Through the glass, Chen Rou saw the sticky macaroni and felt a little annoyed. She doesn't like Western food and couldn't be bothered to even look at it.
Ah Yuan didn't like it either. Looking at the yellow curry macaroni, since he had never eaten it before, he actually said to his father, "Daddy, so much poop."
Nie Zhao shushed his son and said to the kindergarten director, "Very good."
The kitchen is open and transparent, and among the ingredients on display, the butter is President Gold Label and the flour is top-grade pork belly flour, similar to what the Nie family eats, which is quite good.
However, the Chinese kitchen here is not on display, probably because the chef is not very good at Chinese cuisine.
However, the purpose of coming here is to receive a Western-style education, so the main food will be Western cuisine.
The principal was a white woman, and the entire conversation took place in English. She talked about the origins of the children, the safety of the kindergarten, and the educational philosophy of liberating children's nature and respecting their individual development. She talked the whole way.
They were then taken to a large activity room filled with white children with red, brown, or blonde hair, except for two local children and one Indian child with chocolate-colored skin.
The children are probably around three years old, and they are all very cute. The teachers are leading them in a spelling game.
A-Yuan was put on the ground, and a female teacher walked over, knelt down on the ground, and said: "Hello!"
Then, in English, he asked Chen Rou, "Is the baby about two and a half years old?"
A Yuan is developing well; he is tall and heavy. He is currently 20 months old, not yet two years old.
But looking around, some three-year-old toddlers were only about his height.
After Chen Rou told A Yuan his exact age, the teacher first held out her hand, holding a spelled word, TEA. She then spelled it for A Yuan twice in English, and clapped her hands, saying, "Come on, let's play a game together and spell the word."
But when she pulled, A Yuan refused to go and hid back in his father's arms.
The teacher smiled and said, "It seems the baby is a little shy. Ella, Jade, why don't you help him?"
Two adorable, blonde-haired, blue-eyed three-year-old girls got off their stools and ran over.
The two little girls were exceptionally cute, and they spoke with perfect London accents, greeting A Yuan in English.
Because the nannies and wet nurses that Nie Zhao hired for A Yuan were all locals from Hong Kong, and they rarely spoke English at home, and Nie Zhao didn't deliberately teach his son, A Yuan's English was a bit poor.
Two young ladies tried to pull him, one on each side, but he didn't respond.
The principal said, "Mr. Nie, your baby's English is seriously lagging behind. If there is no English environment at home, I would suggest that you enroll him in school as soon as possible. We have full-service, nanny-level English early education services, which are very suitable for him."
Nie Zhao also pointed to the two little girls and said to A Yuan, "These are also older sisters. Be friends with them."
He hoped his son would make some English-speaking friends so that he could learn a foreign language.
But A Yuan was clearly uninterested and urged Nie Zhao, "Let's go." He didn't want to stay any longer and wanted to leave.
Seeing this, the headmistress spoke quietly to the girl named Ella, and little Ella actually spoke in Chinese: "Hello little brother, come play with me!"
A-Yuan still looked unhappy and impatient, and refused, saying, "No."
But Nie Zhao praised her, saying, "What an excellent girl."
Little Ella has blonde hair and sapphire-like eyes. She's only three years old and can speak Chinese. Chen Rou also thinks she's outstanding.
She handed A Yuan one of her hands and said, "This older sister is so cute, go play with her."
She then said to the head of the kindergarten, "She can actually speak Chinese, that's amazing."
The principal explained, “Ella’s grandfather is Sir James, as you should know. He is a philanthropist who has long been rooted in Hong Kong, as have his children. Ella’s Chinese is even better than her English.”
Sir James, Chen Rou remembered him.
It was him. Back when she was pursuing Cheung Tze-keung, she claimed on television that she was a mainland secret agent, a 007. From then on, her identity as a 'mistress' became famous overnight. She hasn't appeared in public recently, and the media says that Nie Zhao's mistress has returned to the mainland.
Her grandfather was a connoisseur of Chinese culture, and the little girl was also learning Chinese, which made her one of the people Chen Rou liked to win over.
She said to the little girl, "Sweetie, you look just like an angel."
Little Ella understood, and said in fluent Chinese, "Thank you, Auntie."
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