Chapter 299 Meal Substitute Service
Fortunately, the music class was only half an hour long.
After singing, the little ducks followed Teacher Ye back to their classroom in a group.
Most of the time in kindergarten is spent letting the children play games freely. Everyone skillfully takes out toys and scatters them in various corners, either building blocks, drawing, or playing house with dolls.
With so many children, it's never boring.
After sitting for a while, they lined up and followed Teacher Ye outside to the open space for outdoor activities and games.
Mao Mao happily ran around with the other children, chasing this one and that one.
At home, only the big white cat plays chasing games with her, but at kindergarten, all the children love to run around and can't stay still at all.
She played for as long as the outdoor activities lasted, chasing Teacher Ye until she was out of breath.
Until the air was filled with a delicious aroma, it was lunchtime. All the children finished their outdoor activities and lined up again, swaying and toddling, to eat.
After playing all morning, Mao Mao's tummy was growling with hunger. She obediently stood in line at the back, waiting to receive her food tray.
Each lunch is a fixed portion. Today, each person gets two braised chicken wings. Mao Mao looked at the plate in her hand, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Teacher Ye, who was serving the food: "Can Mao Mao have two portions?"
Teacher Ye: "Two portions?"
"Four chicken wings~"
Teacher Ye suddenly realized.
This lunch not only included delicious chicken wings, but also carrots, which are the kids' least favorite food. Picky eaters always try to find ways to eat only what they like.
Each lunch is designed to meet the nutritional needs of children, as eating too much of one food could lead to a deficiency in other nutrients. The portions are also portion-controlled, enough to fill the children's stomachs and prevent them from going hungry.
However, there are also children with big appetites.
Teacher Ye glanced at the little bundle of milk in front of her. Although it was covered in soft, fleshy flesh, it didn't look fat. It was a small, white, and soft ball of fluff, looking as light and soft as a cloud. It didn't seem to have a big appetite.
Just to be on the safe side, Teacher Ye said, "If you still feel hungry after you finish all the rice in your bowl, you can come to me for more."
Okay.
Mao Mao, carrying her own plate, sat down happily and picked up her spoon.
While other children are picky eaters, Mao Mao is not picky at all.
The chicken wings were delicious, the carrots were delicious, and the soup at noon was also very good.
Without the teacher prompting her, she finished her small bowl completely, leaving not a single grain of rice. Then she took her tray to Teacher Ye for more rice.
Mao Mao isn't a picky eater, and she has a big appetite!
Teacher Ye was surprised that she would actually come. She looked at the tiny little dumpling in front of her with suspicion, and then at her clean little bowl—in all her years as a teacher, this was the first time she had ever seen someone eat so cleanly.
"You ate it all by yourself?"
"Uh-huh!"
Mao Mao handed over her small bowl, looking at her expectantly: "Teacher Ye Ye, food."
Teacher Ye touched her little belly and it seemed that there was indeed room for her, so she didn't dare to fill the second portion completely and only filled a small portion.
Some children engage in meal-passing, giving leftovers or unwanted food to other children. This can lead to some children being overnourished while others are undernourished.
Fearing that Mao Mao might also have someone else eat for her, this time, after getting the food, Teacher Ye watched as Mao Mao slowly walked back to her seat, picked up her spoon, scooped up a big spoonful, and ate with bulging cheeks. She ate a spoonful of vegetables, a spoonful of meat, and a spoonful of rice, enjoying it immensely without needing anyone to worry about her.
After taking a few more glances, Teacher Ye became completely absorbed in the sight.
Just then, a cry came from the side: "Teacher Ye—he stole my chicken wing—"
Teacher Ye suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly went to mediate the fight.
After she finished mediating the fight, she went to check on Mao Mao and found that there were many carrots in her bowl, which she was still eating with great relish.
Teacher Ye: "..." Strange, she clearly saw Mao Mao finish eating just now.
The little boy next to Mao Mao whispered, "Mao Mao, can you help me eat the carrot too?"
Mao Mao: "Sure."
"Thank you!"
"Mao Mao, my carrot..."
"Sure."
“Mao Mao, I…”
Mao Mao accepted all comers and reaped one carrot after another.
Teacher Ye: "..."
Teacher Ye strode over and stopped them: "You guys, you can't give carrots to other students!"
The children who were smuggling carrots were startled and quickly picked up their bowls and sat back down in their seats.
Mao Mao was also startled. She quickly lowered her head and shoveled the carrots in her bowl even faster, her cheeks bulging as if afraid they would be confiscated.
Teacher Ye: "..."
Why are you still the one doing the food delivery?!
...
The Lou family.
In the small living room, several ladies were busy with their own things, some holding books, some reading newspapers, and others applying makeup in front of a mirror.
The fan whirred and whirred, making the homework paper in Xia Xiaoxiang's hand rustle.
She slowly wrote a word, thought for a moment, and then erased it with a bitter expression.
During the last few days of their vacation, Mao Mao went to play with Sophie every day, and Xia Xiaoxiang followed her to have lessons with Teacher Bailey every day, making rapid progress in learning English. After returning home, Mao Mao went to kindergarten, where she also had an additional English class.
She hadn't even mastered Chinese, and now she was starting to learn a foreign language. Now she was worried about her studies all day long.
The Western clock in the living room struck the hour precisely, its chimes carrying into the small living room and breaking the silence.
The third concubine put down the mirror and couldn't help but sigh: "Mao Mao went to school today, and I feel so empty inside. I feel like something is missing."
The second concubine put down her book and chimed in, "That's right. We're used to it. Mao Mao plays next to us every day, either inside the house or in the yard. We can see her as soon as we look up. I'm not used to her going to school today."
The first wife also said, "I think so too, no wonder it feels so strange."
Since Mao Mao came to the Lou family, the house has been filled with laughter and joy, and her cheerful and lively laughter can be heard everywhere.
Today, Mao Mao went to school. The ladies, who have lived in the Lou family for so long, felt for the first time that this grand mansion was a bit too big, a bit too empty, and a bit too quiet.
"Not to mention us, even Old Madam Lou's cat has become listless."
The second concubine gestured towards the big white cat lying on the sofa, "Usually, Mao Mao and it are the best of friends. Now that Mao Mao is at school, no one plays with it anymore."
"I wonder if Mao Mao will be able to settle in at school," the aunt said. "It's her first day of school, and she doesn't know anyone. Won't she get bullied by the other kids?"
The third concubine immediately raised her eyebrows: "Who dares?!"
Even Xia Xiaoxiang looked up from her homework: "What?! Who bullied Mao Mao?!"
The first wife quickly said, "I was just saying it casually, no one is bullying Mao Mao."
The first wife smiled and said, "Mao Mao is so lovable and gets along well with everyone, she'll definitely get along well with her classmates. I've inquired about that kindergarten with the other wives, and it has a very good reputation, so there's no need to worry."
The third concubine glanced at the wall clock, looked at herself in the mirror again, smoothed her curly hair, tucked the stray strands inside, picked up her handbag, and got up to walk out.
The second concubine saw this and casually asked, "Where are you going?"
"I..." The third concubine's eyes darted around: "I've run out of lipstick. I'll go to the department store and see if they have any new ones."
First wife: "You've run out of lipstick?"
Will you ever finish your lipstick?
Before she could finish speaking, the third concubine's graceful figure had already disappeared into the doorway of the small living room.
She had just stepped out the door when the second concubine glanced at the clock on the wall and also got up and walked out.
"You're going out too?"
Second concubine: "I...I suddenly want to eat butterfly cookies, I'll go buy some."
"Butterfly cookies?"
The second concubine also went out.
The first wife turned around, puzzled: "Palm pastries?"
The first wife chuckled and said, "It's still early, what's the rush?"
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