Because Xuanxuan walked very fast, she arrived at the kindergarten earlier than usual. She just met Mengmeng's mother at the door.

"Thank you, father Xuanxuan. I really have something to do today." When Mengmeng's mother saw Han Mo, she greeted him, glanced at the big bag he was carrying, and said shyly, "it's so sudden. It was all prepared yesterday."

In fact, he didn't participate in kindergarten activities this week, and he would participate next week. There was no difference for Han mo. he even said, "it's okay, it's okay."

Xuanxuan was very happy. Every time her father took part in activities with her, she would make her special face, whether it was making cookies or masquerade ball, so she looked forward to her father's "show".

Because the kindergarten is relatively early, many parents are still telling their children at the door, so they can safely hand over their children to the teachers.

The little tiger's mother took the ingredients she needed from the car and carried several big bags in her hands. The chubby little tiger followed. She may have just been criticized by her mother and looked unhappy.

Xuanxuan is holding her father's hand and looking around. Xiaohu sees Xuanxuan not far away. His eyes brighten and runs over foolishly, "Han Zhixuan."

When the little guy heard his name, he just wanted to say hello to Xiaohu. He suddenly thought that Xiaohu's mother would also participate in the "show her hand" today. He was a competitor with his father. He didn't want to talk to Xiaohu at once. He pretended not to hear him and quietly turned his little face aside.

Xiaohu touched the back of her head. She didn't know why Xuanxuan turned her head and ignored herself. She was a little lost and ran back to her mother.

"Are you going to cook today?" Little tiger's mother was surprised to see the bag in Han Mo's hand.

Before Mengmeng's mother left, she answered, "I have something to do temporarily, so I asked Xuanxuan's father to replace me."

The eyebrow peak carefully painted by the little tiger mother rose slightly, and the purplish red lips turned to the left. The expression on her face changed from accident to complacency.

If it's Mengmeng's mother, she still has a little bottom. After all, she is a mother who breaks her heart for her child's three meals a day. She always has some experience in cooking, but when a father can't cook.

Little tiger's mother glanced at the bag Han Mo was holding. She met him in the supermarket yesterday. She couldn't even choose the meat well and cooked. She snickered in her heart and won this time.

The parents left one after another. Only Han Mo and Xiaohu's mother walked into the kindergarten because they were responsible for lunch.

"Dad Xuanxuan, you can ask me what you won't do later." Mother tiger said in a loud voice.

Han Mo nodded politely, "OK."

Soon, both of them put their prepared ingredients on the table. The small kitchen of the kindergarten was left for the two parents to play. Mother tiger squinted at Han Mo Dai's things, turned her mouth and shook her head.

Han Mo is also a little famous for his excellent performance of "looking for a good voice". The kindergarten teachers know him. We all know that Han Mo, the "show off" of class two, came today, and there was a more topic of chat in the office.

"Do you think Han Mo can receive flowers today?" Teacher Liu, who teaches English, covered her mouth and smiled. She didn't care about the cooking of parents in any class before, but today is Han Mo, and she's looking forward to it.

Hearing this sentence, other teachers in the office also whispered a smile, "I think there can be one or two. After all, Xuanxuan is still there and always wants to vote for her father." Art teacher Tian thought for a moment and said.

"Don't look down on children. Now children are very upright, but they won't vote against their wishes in order to take care of their emotions."

"Do you all think Han Mo can't cook? But he sings so well. "

"The chef who sings well? He is tall and handsome, can write songs and sing songs, is low-key and careful to children. If such a man can cook, I will be the first to marry him. How can all the advantages be occupied by one person? I bet he will lose today and receive one or two flowers at most. " Teacher Tian vowed.

Several young female teachers chattered around the topic of Han mo.

In the classroom of class two, teacher Ding Rou is organizing the children to assemble toys. Xuanxuan seems a little absent-minded. Her two small hands are dragging her chin and thinking about her little worries.

Ding Rou walked up to her and asked gently, "what's the matter, Xuanxuan, what's wrong?"

The little guy shook his head. "Miss Ding, can I go to the kitchen to see my father?" Seeing that Xiaohu's mother was so confident in the morning, Xuanxuan was sweating for her father. She didn't want her father to get less flowers.

Ding Rou understood the child's mood, squatted down and comforted patiently, "Xuanxuan is a good child and wants to help her father, but the kitchen is not suitable for children. Shall we wait for her father in the classroom? Xuanxuan's father will appear at lunch. "

Xuanxuan nodded as if she knew something.

In the small kitchen, Han Mo and Xiaohu's mother are busy.

Han Mo works very seriously. When he has steps in mind, he will do it in strict accordance with certain laws, so the speed is slower than mother Xiaohu.

"You men are all thumbs. It's okay. Take your time. At the end, I'll wait for you so that my food doesn't come out of the pot. Yours isn't ready yet. It should be cold." Mother tiger said heartlessly, and then hit her mouth.

Han Mo knew the time for the child to eat. He didn't worry because of Xiaohu's mother's words. He still did it according to his own steps.

The morning passed quickly. It was the first time that Xuanxuan was not hungry, but she was looking forward to starting lunch early, because today's lunch was made by her father. It's fun to think about it.

The children have sat down at the table with their own small plates in front of them. There is also a small flower on the table next to each plate. The color of the flowers is not uniform, including yellow, pink and red. Xuanxuan likes pink, so she receives a pink flower. Later, she will give it to her father.

In addition to Xuanxuan, other children are also looking forward to it. They know that today is Monday. Two parents will come to the "show off" activity, and the link of sending flowers is the most interesting.

After a while, the door of the classroom opened. Han Mo and Xiaohu's mother pushed a dining car into the classroom. On the dining car were their own dishes.

When Xuanxuan saw her father coming in, she immediately straightened her waist and looked at her father's direction with big watery eyes.

Han Mo and Xiaohu's mother are responsible for serving dishes for the children. Each child can get four kinds of dishes, two made by Han Mo and two made by Xiaohu's mother.

The children all returned to their seats. There were surplus dishes in the dining car, which were kept warm. For the children who were not full, they came to serve the dishes again.

Han Mo and Xiaohu's mother respectively filled two small dishes and put them on the table in front of them for display.