On the path of Xuann Bay sightseeing park, the scenery was picturesque, making the children from Dorami Kindergarten feel as if they had walked into a lively autumn painting.
On both sides of the road, tall plane trees stood straight like loyal sentinels, their broad canopies interwoven to form a natural green tunnel.
The sunlight filtering through the treetops cast dappled shadows, spreading a golden carpet over the path.
Occasionally, golden leaves from the plane trees drifted down leisurely, gently landing on Huang Jun and the other children’s heads, prompting the kids to reach out and catch these leaves, curiously examining each one’s veins.
A gentle breeze blew through, rustling the scattered leaves along the roadside with a soft "rustle," also lifting the long hair and skirts of the teachers, almost causing those wearing skirts to perform the classic "Marilyn Monroe skirt-holding" move...
Suddenly.
Qingqing’s gaze was suddenly drawn to a patch of dandelions by the roadside, and she called out, "Daddy, look over there, there are so many little white balls!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Jun and other kids looked in the direction she was pointing...
They saw the dandelions swaying gracefully in the breeze, their soft white fluffy balls shimring in the sunlight, like tiny lighthouses ticulously arranged by nature.
Huang Jun smiled and pointed at the dandelions, saying, "These are dandelions! Do you know? If we blow on them, their seeds will fly far away."
Qingqing blinked curiously, "Really? Where will they fly to?"
Weiwei excitedly said, "I want to try and see if I can blow them up to the sky!"
This request had to be fulfilled.
After consulting with the park staff about whether the dandelions could be picked, and receiving a positive answer, Huang Jun squatted down, selected the fullest dandelion, and handed it to Qingqing and Weiwei, indicating, "Co on, blow on it gently."
Qingqing and Weiwei puckered their small mouths simultaneously and then blew on the dandelion ball with a "whoosh."
As they blew, the dandelion seeds released slowly from the floret, floating away with the wind, swirling and drifting in the air, forming tiny white whirlwinds.
The children’s eyes were tightly fixed on those small white dots rising higher and higher, their mouths unconsciously shaping into a round ’O.’
The next second...
Cheers erupted...
"Wow... They really flew! So beautiful!"
"Wow... They look like little fairies dancing in the air!"
"Look, they’re flying so high, almost into the clouds!"
"..."
Qingqing’s little head was filled with countless questions: "Daddy, where do dandelion seeds land? Will they find a new ho?"
Huang Jun patiently explained, "They will find soil, take root, and grow into new dandelions—just like us, finding our place as we grow up."
Weiwei’s heart soared with the seeds, full of longing, "When I grow up, I want to be like a dandelion, go to many places, and see many sights!"
Yuxi Yang and the accompanying parents stood quietly aside, watching Huang Jun interact with the children, their eyes glittering with admiration, their lips curving upwards, thinking Huang Jun was a teacher delayed by a culinary career.
But then they thought again and couldn’t help but feel grateful—if Huang Jun hadn’t chosen the culinary path, how could they have enjoyed such mouth-watering, delicious dishes?
So!
Even if Huang Jun has a talent for teaching, he must not beco a teacher, never in this lifeti, he has to stay firmly on the path of a chef...
Afterwards, parents began to capture this beautiful mont of interaction between Huang Jun and the children with their caras and phones, wanting to forever capture this innocence and joy.
anwhile, Yuxi Yang suggested with a smile, "Kids, let’s all make a wish together, hoping your wishes can fly high and far like dandelions!"
"Yes, yes~"
The children imdiately closed their eyes, folded their hands, and silently made their wishes.
Then, they opened their eyes again, watching the dandelion seeds float farther and freer in the wind, just like their wishes that were about to set off, soaring toward the vast sky.
Seeing the ti was late, Huang Jun bent down, patted Qingqing and Weiwei’s small heads, stood up, and said goodbye, "Qingqing, Weiwei, Daddy has to go now, you can continue playing with Miss Yang and other kids, okay?"
"Daddy, I don’t want you to go~" a small hand tightly grasped Huang Jun’s hem, unwilling to let go.
Though Qingqing felt reluctant, she understood the importance of her father’s work and didn’t say much, just gazed at Huang Jun quietly with understanding eyes.
"Be good!" Huang Jun gently said to Weiwei, "I’ll go make so delicious food for you, and you can eat it in the afternoon."
"Mm!"
Weiwei nodded, reluctantly but understandingly accepting the reality, "Alright then!"
Qingqing managed a small smile, "Daddy, you can go, my sister and I will be good, and I’ll take care of my sister too."
How sensible!
The parents’ hearts were lting.
They thought Qingqing was the most obedient and sensible child they’d seen.
They wished own a daughter just like her...
They wished to take Qingqing away...
Speaking of which.
How could they vie for custody with Huang Jun?
Huang Jun, completely unaware of the parents coveting Qingqing, kissed the little ones on the cheeks, giving them farewell kisses.
To distract Qingqing and Weiwei from their reluctance, Yuxi Yang clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Kids, look over there, that’s where we’re going next, the maple grove!"
Hearing this, the children looked in the direction she pointed and saw a grove of maples co into view, branches laden with fiery red leaves, like burning flas or the brilliant sunset clouds, beautiful enough to intoxicate one’s heart.
The children exclaid, "Wow, such a red patch, so beautiful..."
Yuxi Yang continued, "Kids, do you want to go to the maple grove to take pictures?"
The children all spoke in unison, "Yes!"
Yuxi Yang smiled gently, "Okay, let’s go over now, and we can enjoy the snacks while appreciating the scenery, and after visiting the maple grove, there are many fun activities waiting for us~"
With that, she led the way, the children following her like a flock of happy little birds, chattering as they walked into the maple grove, stepping on the fallen leaves beneath their feet, making "crunch crunch" sounds, which piqued their curiosity to explore...
Qingqing and Weiwei montarily forgot their reluctance and joined their friends in dashing playfully among the maple trees...
Seeing this.
Huang Jun was relieved and turned away, following the directions toward the kitchen.
Lin Weilin ca along eagerly, volunteering, "Qingqing’s dad, why don’t I help you?"
The enthusiasm...
He naturally wanted to snag a bite!
Other following parents caught Lin Weilin’s little sche and hurried over, eagerly volunteering as well, "Qingqing’s dad (Chef Huang), count in too..."
Faced with this sudden "volunteer" wave, Huang Jun: "..."
Uh~
Parents, have you forgotten your mission today?
Weren’t you supposed to be here to look after the children in the park?
The other teachers not far away listening: "..."
Were you really here to help look after the kids?
Is this it?
Lin Weilin: "..."
Sigh, why are you all joining the fun...
Huang Jun cleared his throat, "No need, Assistant Chef Qian and Aunt Li and Aunt Lin are here, they’re enough, and there are also staff in the park’s kitchen, no need to add more people, just help watch the kids!"
Lin Weilin and other parents: "..."
Well, the plan is foiled...
Huang Jun nodded to the parents to express his gratitude, then continued toward the park’s kitchen...
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