Chapter 106

Although he didn't ask anything, listening to the anxious tone of Mengmeng's mother, Han Mo knew that the other party must be really something, and he agreed without much thought.

Hang up the phone, Han Mo thought he didn't make much preparation. He had to go out to buy ingredients later.

The little guy didn't care about her father's answering the phone. She was still carefully decorating the cake with strawberries.

"Yuxuan, what else do you want to decorate the cake?" Han Mo asked softly.

The little guy had put the strawberry in a heart shape. Although it looked a little crooked, it could be seen that it was a red heart. Xuanxuan poked her little chin and thought for a while, "Dad, I want to draw little flowers on the cake."

Han Mo knew that the little guy saw him squeeze a few flowers on the side with a flower mounting device just now, so he also wanted to learn to do it.

"Good." Han Mo pinched the little guy like a flower cat.

"But I can't do it. My father taught me?" In Xuanxuan's small heart, it was a magical thing that she could draw flowers on the cake with a fat flower mounting device.

Han Mo smiled and said, "OK, dad teaches you."

He took the cake to the table, put the little guy on the chair and stood, so that their height would not be so different.

Han Mo took a flower mounting device and handed it to Xuanxuan. "Where does Xuanxuan want to draw flowers?"

Holding a flower mounting device with two-thirds of the cream in his hands, the little guy circled over the meimeida cake, "and then fell in the center of the red heart. Waxy said," it's in the center of the heart. "

Han Mo smiled, took the little guy's meat and Huhu's two small hands, gently squeezed out a small cream flower in the center of the strawberry red heart.

In fact, it's not difficult to mount flowers, but it's good-looking to mount, and the size and shape are uniform. It needs to cooperate with the force of extrusion. This is a process of practice.

The little guy's face showed a magical expression, "Wow, this is the little flower painted by Xuanxuan."

"Yes, this is the flower painted by Xuanxuan." Han Mo repeated softly.

"Dad, I still want to draw here." Xuanxuan found another empty position she thought was the most perfect. Han Mo held the little guy's hands as before, and with a slight force, another white flower was completed.

Xuanxuan's dark eyes were shining like stars, and she was excited to open her small pink mouth.

Han mosong opened his hand, "in fact, Xuanxuan can try to draw by herself without the help of her father."

The little guy looked forward to painting by himself, and was a little worried that he would not draw well. He looked up at his father with his small head and big eyes flickering. He thought for a moment and nodded hard, "OK, Xuanxuan painted alone." The little guy's eyes were full of confidence.

"Can you hold it?" Han Mo's flower mounting device was bought according to his grip strength. It was a little big for the little guy. His two fleshy little hands carefully held the flower mounting device.

Xuanxuan replied seriously, "you can take it." Then two small hands squeezed the flower mounting device with a little force.

Since he left the matter to the child, Han Mo was not ready to point fingers. No matter what the little guy painted the cake, Han Mo just smiled and looked at it and praised it from time to time.

The original white cake surface decorated with strawberries has become a lump of white balls in the East and a lump of white dots in the West. The little guy can't grasp the power well. Sometimes he will connect a white line between two "little flowers".

But the child is always full of imagination. No matter what shape it is, she can imagine a similar shape, "Dad, look, this is a kitten." Xuanxuan pointed to an incompletely formed cream pattern.

"Dad, this is the little princess's hairpin,"

"Dad, this is a magic wand."

Xuanxuan pointed to every lump she had painted.

The original plan of mounting flowers also turned into painting on the cake.

Until Xuanxuan squeezed the last bit of cream onto the cake, her "great" work was completed.

"Yuxuan and dad made a cake together." With that, the little guy raised his small face and was very proud.

Han Mo Chong drowned and touched Xuanxuan's head. "Yes, yes, it was made by Xuanxuan and her father. Shall we eat it together now?"

Xuanxuan raised her little hands, which were already covered with cream, above her head, "yes."

The work of cutting the cake was also completed by father and daughter. The little guy gave his father the largest piece, and then took a piece of strawberries.

I love strawberry cake. With my participation in the production, it is more appetizing. As a potential food, the little guy has entered the silent eating mode.

Han Mo doesn't like sweets very much at ordinary times. Now he tastes them carefully, mainly to find out where there are deficiencies and improve the taste next time.

"Dad, can I have another piece?" The little guy suddenly raised his small face. Han Mo couldn't help opening his eyes, and then smiled unkindly.

At first, when the little guy was helping to fill the flower mounting device with cream, his fleshy little face became a little flower cat. At the moment, the original cream has become a mark, but because the little guy ate too fast, this time there are not only two more white beards on his cheeks, but also on his upturned little nose.

Xuanxuan didn't know why her father smiled and blinked puzzled eyes. Han Mo quickly withdrew his expression and said seriously, "I can only eat another small piece."

Xuanxuan nodded obediently.

Han Mo began to clean up the "battlefield", because he made a cake for the first time. With the help of Xuanxuan, the countertop in the kitchen is now in a mess.

Han Mo moved quickly. After a while, the kitchen was gradually clean. The little guy ate the last bit of cake. He ate it not because he couldn't eat it, but because he was more reluctant to eat at the back. He could only destroy it a little bit. He was afraid that if he ate it all at once, the cake would disappear.

Because Mengmeng's mother called suddenly and Han Mo didn't prepare before, he thought about taking his children to the supermarket to cook and buy ingredients for the kindergarten tomorrow.

The so-called "show your hand", fully known as "I'll show my hand at lunch", is a parent-child interaction activity recently carried out in the kindergarten. Every Monday, two parents will go to the school to cook for the children in the class and bring their own ingredients.

Each parent makes two dishes. All the children in the class have a flower in their hand. After eating, throw the flower in their hand to the favorite dish.

Golden sun kindergarten is a high-end kindergarten in Beidu. Naturally, parents will not feel that "showing off" their own food ingredients is a waste of money. In order to show their face in front of their children, they all try their best to show their housekeeping skills, just to get the little flowers in the hands of children, so that they can also have face in front of their children.

Although it is an activity to enhance the interaction between parents and children, it is more like a small competition in the eyes of parents. Children are the least likely to lie. They will only vote for the dishes they like to eat. They don't know the routine. There is no black curtain, let alone the hidden rules. Delicious is delicious. If it's not delicious, they may spit out at a mouthful and won't save any face.

Han Mo doesn't care about winning or losing in other aspects, but this time is different. He is not only for himself, but also for the little guy. If his dishes are not recognized by the children and get the least flowers, Xuanxuan must be the most unhappy person. Han Mo doesn't want to see Xuanxuan's small expression of frustration, so Han Mo decides to prepare well.