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Fang Qun's home is on the top floor of the mixed apartment where the interest class where he works is located.With a usable area of ​​less than 40 square meters, although one bedroom and one living room are small, they are well organized.Fang Qun changed into home clothes, pushed open the kitchen sliding door, and the aroma mixed with umami immediately filled the small home.

Contrary to the young adults in kindergarten, Fang Zhuoran at home is noisy and coquettish.He was scurrying around the room like a monkey, and he kept screaming that he was hungry.

Fang Qun patted his son's forehead. "I'll serve you the fish soup first, and you help me get the chopsticks and spoons."

Fang Zhuoran ran into the kitchen behind his father, tiptoed to reach the chopstick holder, and counted the number of chopsticks in his little hand seriously.

Not knowing what to do, Yuchi Feifei sat at the dining table looking left and right, and finally decided to pick up the glass on the table, poured three glasses of warm water and put it away.

Thanks to the fact that his home is so close to his work place, Fang Qun was able to go home and stew the fish soup first at noon and between classes.Once a child is hungry, there is only one word to eat in his mind. If you don't want your child to develop the bad habit of eating snacks, the best way is to prepare the meal in time.

Pour the black fish tofu soup in the rice cooker into the casserole, turn on the fire and heat it up slightly, and finally sprinkle chopped green onion and coriander. Fang Qun carefully picked up the casserole and put it on the small dining table in the living room.Fang Zhuoran was already holding the empty bowl and spoon and getting ready, his saliva almost dripped onto the table.Although Yuchi Feifei still had some reservations about being a guest at someone's house, she couldn't help swallowing when she smelled the smell of fish soup.

Fang Qun scooped up fish, tofu, and wax gourd into the bowls of the two children. Seeing how they were eating happily while blowing air, Fang Qun went back to the kitchen with peace of mind to prepare stewed rice and stir-fried vegetables .

"Ah..." He suddenly stopped holding the bowl and took out his phone.

7:09pm.

He hasn't contacted Yuchi Feifei's father yet, telling him that he brought Feifei home first.Fang Qun smiled wryly at the thought of calling that man.

He closed the kitchen door for the time being, and then dialed the number with the words "Yu Chi Lin".

After ten waiting tones, the call was connected.

"Hello." There was impatience in the other party's voice.

"Hello," Fang Qun replied quickly. "I'm Fang Zhuoran's father. When I went to pick up Ranran tonight, Feifei was still waiting for you, so I picked them both up."

The voice on the phone suddenly became irritable: "Who are you?! Where did you take Feifei!"

Fang Qun held his forehead - he knew it would be like this...

"I was with Teacher Xu last Friday, and I was also the one who cooked dinner for two children..."

"Who is free to listen to you! Where is Feifei! Feifei——"

"And then, Mr. Yuchi, when you came to pick up the child, you ate all the corn rib soup we hadn't finished."

There was a sudden silence on the phone.After a few awkward coughs, Yu Chilin rushed into Fang Qun's ear with a regretful voice.

"Is...is it Teacher Fang?! I'm sorry, Teacher Fang, I forgot about this! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He actually said the words "I forgot" bluntly, and the opportunity to remember it was corn rib soup.Fang Qun helplessly interrupted the other party's apology, "Now that Feifei and Ranran are eating, how long do you have to get off work?"

"It's been a busy day today..." The sound of flipping paper came from the phone. "There is still about half an hour. Teacher Fang, please help me watch Feifei for a while, I will pick her up right after get off work!"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Fang Qun was speechless in front of the disconnected mobile phone.He stuffed his phone back into his pocket and continued preparing dinner.

Nie Yuan started last Friday.

It was almost 7:[-] p.m. when Fang Qun arrived at the kindergarten.Teacher Xu on duty was checking the locked doors of the classrooms one by one, and smiled when he saw Fang Qun who was sweating profusely: "I just wanted to call you, and I will take the children to the interest class and wait."

Fang Qun supported the wall and breathed slowly: "The interest class is also closed today. Because there will be a fire inspection tomorrow, there will be no classes for today."

Teacher Xu's husband is Fang Qun's college classmate who runs an interest class.The two talked and walked to the classroom closest to the teacher's office - children whose parents could not come to pick them up in time after school were required to move freely in this classroom - opened the door and saw that there were only three children left.

Fang Zhuoran, who saw his father coming, was of course the happiest one.His jubilant cheers added to the uneasiness of the remaining two children.Probably never stayed in kindergarten so late before.Fang Qun looked at the anxious and sad little boys and girls, and asked Teacher Xu in a low voice, "What about the other two children?"

"Pick them up at my house first, and then ask the parents to pick them up." Teacher Xu lowered his voice. "I can't help it. Let the children eat something, or they will be too hungry."

Fang Qun's eyes lit up: "It just so happens that I have stewed pork rib soup at home, let's take it out and give it to the children."

"That's great, it's downstairs anyway." Mr. Xu said with a smile while putting coats on the three children. "I also told the person at home, let him cook some vegetables and steam some rice. Come on, Xu Xiaojun, Ouyang Feifei, come with us to another place and wait for Mom and Dad to pick them up."

Unexpectedly, not long after sitting down, Yu Chilin, who came to look for Feifei, appeared in front of everyone. Fang Qun couldn't help but give up his spare rib soup with his hungry appearance.Although he received Yuchi Linman's embarrassing thanks, but at the same time, he was disgusted by his son.

Fang Qun brought out freshly fried vegetables and rice.Seeing that the fish soup in the two children's bowls was almost drunk, he felt a little relieved, and picked up the chopsticks in front of him to eat dinner.

"Of course, eat the fish too." Fang Qun found that his son piled the fish together again and ate only the vegetables.

Fang Zhuoran was very reluctant. "I don't want to eat thorns."

Once bitten, twice shy.Ever since he was stabbed in the mouth by a fishbone, my son has been very resistant to eating fish - but he still drinks fish soup.Fang Qun frowned: "The black fish doesn't have many spines, and I removed the part of the tail, so there won't be any spines."

What responded to him was his son's suspicious eyes, as if silently saying "Really...?".

Fang Qun was at a loss for a moment.

At this time, another pair of small hands held an empty bowl and stretched out in front of him.

Fang Qun took the bowl from Yuchi Feifei's hand: "Feifei, is the fish soup delicious? Uncle will serve you some more."

Yuchi Feifei shook her head seriously: "Thank you uncle, I'm full."

Then he said in the same serious tone: "Of course, let my father eat the fish that you don't want to eat."

Fang Qun froze for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "How can you let your father eat leftovers?" After speaking, he saw Fang Zhuoran picking up the leftover fish in the bowl with wide eyes and stuffing it into his mouth.

"..." There is really nothing to do with these children.