The next day.
As teachers and children arrived one after another, Dorami Kindergarten quickly filled with the innocent laughter of the kids.
During morning exercises, the children in the small class showed remarkable progress.
They were no longer confused, but quickly and orderly lined up as the teacher instructed, clearly knowing every step on the playground.
Their exercise movents beca more standard, every spin, every jump, filled with innocence and energy...
Huang Jun sat quietly on a small stool near the kitchen door, watching them do exercises, finding these bouncing little ones quite adorable.
Of course.
In his eyes, the most adorable were naturally his two precious daughters.
In the lineup, they followed the rhythm of the music, earnestly mimicking every movent of the teacher ahead, their seriousness and cuteness lting Huang Jun’s heart, his fatherly smile almost reaching his ears.
Suddenly...
The scene before him beca hazy, those innocent children’s figures gradually faded, replaced by a graceful figure with a slender waist and long legs faintly visible.
Huang Jun was slightly taken aback, instinctively raised his head, and looked up along his line of sight...
In his view was Yang Yuxi’s fresh and unworldly face.
Her pretty face bore a gentle smile, her eyes revealing a mysteriously deep aning.
Seeing this.
Huang Jun felt a bit surprised, his heart rippling with a hint of confusion.
According to routine, Yang Yuxi should be standing behind the small (4) class lineup, focused on observing the children’s morning exercises. How did she suddenly appear here?
Was there sothing special she needed to tell him?
His eyes flickered with puzzlent as he softly asked, "Miss Yang, is there sothing you need?"
"Qingqing’s dad... I..."
Yang Yuxi lightly pressed her lips, hesitating.
Seeing this, Huang Jun’s confusion deepened.
What’s going on?
Is there a secret distress?
Unable to help asking with concern, "Miss Yang, is there sothing bothering you? If you need help, just let know. As long as I can help, I’ll try my best."
You certainly can help!
Upon hearing Huang Jun’s words, a warm current surged in Yang Yuxi’s heart.
She mustered her courage and softly pleaded, "Qingqing’s dad, actually... I wanted to ask if you could make so more peony pastries for ."
She hurriedly added, "Qingqing’s dad, don’t worry, I won’t ask you to make them for free. I can pay, any price is fine."
As long as Huang Jun was willing to make them, even thousands wouldn’t faze her.
Even if it were millions, she wouldn’t flinch!
What?
She didn’t have that much money?
No problem, soone would foot the bill!
She just needed to tell her dad to "send money," and he would obediently comply!
Because it’s sothing her dad owes her...
A thought of her dad and mom’s shaless behavior yesterday made her grinding her back teeth, an indescribable anger and disappointnt surged in her heart.
Listening to this, Huang Jun was taken aback.
He never expected Yang Yuxi to specifically seek him out, just to ask him to make peony pastries again.
Were yesterday’s peony pastries not enough for her?
However, based on his understanding of Yang Yuxi, she wasn’t one to easily ask for favors.
Was there so hidden reason behind this?
Or perhaps, she was asked by friends or relatives?
Originally!
He should have agreed to this request.
After all, she was both his colleague and his daughters’ class teacher.
But another thought occurred to him: if he agreed now, other teachers might co with similar requests, should he agree or not?
If he said yes, he probably wouldn’t have any peace in the days to co!
If he refused, it would appear unkind!
This put him in a dilemma.
He glanced around, noticing quite a few teachers deliberately or inadvertently paying attention to them, so even pretending to accidentally step closer, trying to figure out what’s happening!
Therefore...
"Miss Yang, we’re colleagues; talking money is too crude..." Huang Jun smiled and waved it off, suddenly changing his tone: "But..."
Upon hearing the change in tone, Yang Yuxi’s heart tightened.
She quickly showed a pitiful expression, a hint of helplessness, and said, "Qingqing’s dad, don’t laugh at . Yesterday, the box of peony pastries you gave , I intended to savor slowly, but my parents secretly ate them all, and I didn’t even get a bite..."
She briefly described yesterday’s ordeal to Huang Jun, hoping to earn his sympathy, thus making him relent and agreeing to make another batch of peony pastries.
The other teachers in surrounding classes, who weren’t Huang Jun’s daughters’ teachers and hadn’t received his handmade Teacher’s Day gifts, originally harbored feelings of envy and jealousy!
Now, hearing about Yang Yuxi’s unfortunate situation...
Oh...
Their sense of imbalance eased significantly.
Xie Jianing looked at Yang Yuxi sympathetically.
She had thought she was miserable enough yesterday when her mom used moral leverage to take more than half of her peony pastries, leaving her upset for quite a while, even drawing little circles in her mind to resent her mom.
Who knew...
Soone else had it worse—Yang Yuxi didn’t taste a single one, all devoured by her parents.
In comparison...
She realized her mom was actually "rciful."
Listening to Yang Yuxi, Huang Jun felt unchanged, almost amused.
I originally thought "master female and male robbers" only existed in movies and TV dramas, but I didn’t expect them to appear in real life too!
Yang Yuxi glanced at Huang Jun secretly and found him stifling a laugh, looking like he was struggling to control himself.
"..."
Could you please respect a little? I’m recounting a very tragic event right now..."
Your reaction makes it so hard for to continue!
Do you know that your response can easily make people laugh!"
"Ahem, ahem..."
Huang Jun noticed the look of grief and reproach in Yang Yuxi’s eyes and realized that his reaction was inappropriate. He coughed lightly, trying to cover up his amusent.
He turned to Yang Yuxi, his eyes revealing a hint of apology: "Miss Yang, I’m sorry, I didn’t an it, and I definitely don’t intend to disrespect you. It’s just...your experience was so unexpected that I couldn’t help but want to laugh."
"No worries, no worries..." Yang Yuxi smiled forgivingly and said, "Qingqing’s dad, what about the peony cake?"
Thinking that Yang Yuxi was already quite unfortunate, he felt embarrassed to outright refuse, so he said tactfully, "Miss Yang, how about this, next year! Next year on Teacher’s Day, I’ll make so more for you."
Oh!
Got gently refused!
Although Yang Yuxi had anticipated this result, when it really happened, she couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
Luckily, she received Huang Jun’s verbal promise that there would be a chance to taste the peony cake next year.
For delicious food.
Well, she’ll just have to wait!
After all, Huang Jun’s food is always worth the wait!
Yang Yuxi imdiately extended her little finger, and with a playful smile, held it out to Huang Jun, her eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Qingqing’s dad, let’s make a pact and pinky swear!"
This...
Is too childish...
They say birds of a feather flock together!
Seems like that’s quite true!
Miss Yang, who spends years with a bunch of kids, has also beco incredibly childish...
Huang Jun felt very opposed to it internally, but seeing Yang Yuxi’s expectant expression, he couldn’t bring himself to reject her, so he helplessly stretched out his finger to hook her little finger gently.
As soon as they touched, Huang Jun felt a smooth and warm sensation from his fingertips, and Yang Yuxi’s gentle voice rang in his ears: "Pinky swear, a hundred years and it won’t change..."
And so, their agreent was reached.
Xie Jianing saw this and excitedly ran over, looking at Huang Jun full of anticipation: "Qingqing’s dad, and ? Can I have one too?"
"You...will also get one!" Huang Jun smiled and nodded.
"Yay!"
Xie Jianing jumped up with joy.
Finally, she didn’t forget to cheekily extend her little finger and hook Huang Jun’s finger, sealing the promise.
The surrounding teachers saw this and the recently suppressed envy and jealousy began to surface again.
For a mont...
The air was filled with an indescribable emotion, both the longing for Huang Jun’s handmade peony cake and the jealousy that Yang Yuxi and Xie Jianing could enjoy this special treatnt.
Then...
They all approached him, each trying to win his favor:
"Wah wah wah, Chef Huang, you can’t be partial! We’re all your colleagues, why can’t we all be treated equally?"
"Yes yes, Chef Huang, everyone’s colleagues, you mustn’t play favorites..."
"Sobs, Chef Huang, your favoritism extends to the Milky Way, please be fair and compensate us for missing out on the peony cake..."
"Yes yes, Chef Huang, why don’t you schedule it soti soon!"
"..."
Ah!
This scene has finally happened...
Can he still take back what he said earlier?
Seeing these pretty teachers start to act all cute around him, Huang Jun, having never experienced such a formation, repeatedly stepped back, his face showing an awkward and helpless smile.
At this mont, Xie Jianing said bluntly, "But you’re not teachers for Qingqing and Weiwei’s class..."
As soon as she said this, a heartbroken sound erged around them.
But these teachers didn’t give up, they regained their spirit and continued to pester Huang Jun with their "sobs" and pleaded to do the peony cake recently to satisfy their craving.
Facing this group of fair-skinned, beautiful "sob monsters," Huang Jun couldn’t withstand it and ca up with a solution to calm the storm: "Alright, alright, don’t sob anymore. How about this, for Goddess Day, I’ll make so for you, is that okay?"
Standing aside, Xie Jianing and Yang Yuxi were just about to say sothing when the other teachers quickly covered their mouths, and a voice whispered in their ears: "Shh, don’t speak, Chef Huang’s pastries are so good, he should make more for everyone, don’t you agree? Besides, you’ll also get so on Goddess Day..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Yuxi and Xie Jianing thought for a mont and nodded, stopping their protests.
"Alright!"
They simultaneously requested to pinky swear with him, afraid he might go back on his word.
Once the agreents were made, these teachers left with satisfied smiles.
Returning to their respective class area.
Only when they belatedly rembered the date for Goddess Day...
The radiant smile on their faces suddenly froze in midair!
Huh?
Isn’t Goddess Day on March 8th?
Hasn’t this year’s Goddess Day already passed?!
In other words, they would also have to wait until next year to taste Huang Jun’s handmade peony cake...
Geez~
Looks like they got happy too early...
Geez~
Chef Huang, your abacus beads really hit in the face.
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