Chapter 207

Handing over mobile phones is more painful for them than children handing over toys. For a time, adults and children are in a stalemate, and no one moves.

However, it's not a way to keep such a stalemate. After all, it's a kindergarten activity. The fathers are also reasonable people. They can understand the purpose of the teacher, so they began to persuade the children to hand over their toys.

Han Mo opened the box first.

"Dad, I'll take Barbie with me. Don't give it to Miss Ding." The little guy's mouth was flat and he was about to cry.

Han Mo feels bad. After all, the child just wants to hold a doll. It's not too much. But autumn outing is an activity of the kindergarten, so we have to follow the rules of the kindergarten. There's no way.

Han Mo knows that it can't be solved in a rude way. He must be reasonable. Children eat soft rather than hard.

"The children will put their toys in the box, because teacher Ding is worried that Xuanxuan doesn't have time to take care of Barbie during her happy autumn outing, so she takes care of her and other children's toys for Xuanxuan." Han Mo attached himself and gently rubbed the little guy's head.

Xuanxuan has always been very sensible. Although she wants to take Barbie away, she doesn't stick to her father's words.

"Can Yuxuan visit Barbie when she wants to?" The little guy held the doll reluctantly.

"Of course." Han Mo pinched Xuanxuan's pink face.

The little guy reluctantly looked at Barbie again. His big eyes glittered with crystal moist, and slowly handed Barbie to Han mo.

"Will Xuanxuan hand over Barbie to the teacher?"

The little guy nodded. After giving Barbie to Ding Rou, he looked back reluctantly, and then walked back to his luggage.

Others are not as successful as Han Mo's work.

"I won't hand it in. It's mine." Xiaohu holds the toy tightly and has a very tough attitude.

Xiaohu's father got angry directly because of his bad face and patiently advised his son.

Ruirui's father cried as soon as he asked to hand in his toys.

The child's cry was driving. In an instant, there was a cry, and even Xuanxuan, who had handed in the toy, turned red in her eyes.

Xiaohu's father grabbed the toy from Xiaohu's hand and went straight to the box containing the toy. Xiaohu shouted behind, "I don't want to pay, I don't want to pay." Little fat face cried red.

"Why doesn't dad hand in his cell phone and let me hand in my toys." Cried Ruirui.

"OK, I'll pay the bank first." Ruirui's father really had no choice. He took out his mobile phone and gave it to teacher Ding Rou, "now you can hand it in."

After some painful negotiation, the fathers finally handed in the children's toys. Of course, the most painful thing is to hand in their own mobile phones. The days without mobile phones will drive them crazy.

Ding Rou checks that everyone's suitcases are full. Compared with Xuanxuan's suitcases, there are fewer toys in them

Ding Rou looks around with a smile. The children are crying and the fathers are depressed. Anyway, the first step of collecting toys and mobile phones is going well.

"The staff of the kindergarten will deliver the food for everyone this evening." Teacher Ding Rou kept smiling and looked from right to left. Finally, she settled on Han Mo and Xuanxuan.

Xuanxuan stopped crying for a long time and stood upright holding her father's hand. It was nothing for Han Mo to hand in the mobile phone. Naturally, there would be no depressed expression on her face, so the father and daughter looked very conspicuous in several families. Ding Rou couldn't help noticing them.

"Starting dinner so early?" Yue Yan's father asked puzzled.

"It's not good to eat early. Have dinner early and let the children go to bed early." Ruirui's father just finished Ruirui and said that he didn't know how many "my little ancestors". As soon as he heard that he was about to have dinner, he was a little happy. He wanted ruiruirui to go to bed full after dinner. In his creed, he should be sleepy when he was full. Ruirui would be relieved when he went to bed.

The other dads didn't speak, but they also looked forward to the dinner prepared by the kindergarten.

At this time, the kindergarten staff pushed a trolley and came over.

At that moment, the fathers' eyes were stunned and confused in an instant. Didn't you say it was tonight's dinner? What is this car.

"Well, our dinner is here tonight. Please come to the front and pick it up." Ding Rou said.

"Evening, dinner?" Father Ruirui pointed to the cart in the distance.

Father Xiaohu, who hasn't spoken for a long time, couldn't help it. "Teacher Ding, let's not make fun of this. This car has a lot of content, but can you eat it?"

Mengmeng's father looked at the cart and shook his head helplessly.

The little guy looked up puzzled, raised his small chin, and his big eyes blinked. "Dad, isn't this a vegetable? Why did my uncle say you can't eat? "

Han Mo touched the little guy's head, smiled and explained, "uncle, these vegetables can't be eaten raw."

"Raw?" The little guy was even more puzzled. "Can't you eat it when you're ready? Why does uncle eat vegetables raw? "

Han Mo often tells Xuanxuan that the delicious food on the table is cooked with vegetables and fish, so the little guy knows how to cook delicious food.

Han Mo guesses that Xiaohu's father can't cook, so he sees that unprocessed dishes have such a big reaction.

The little guy was still waiting for his father's answer. Han Mo pinched the little guy's face. "Maybe father tiger can't cook."

The little guy was beautiful and slightly frowned. She was a little worried about her good friend Xiaohu's dinner. She imagined Xiaohu eating vegetables raw in her little head and whispered, "Dad, will Xiaohu also eat vegetables raw with her uncle?"

Han Mo couldn't help admiring the little guy's imagination. "Of course not. You can share your meals with the children."

The little guy hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly, thinking that he would never let his friends eat vegetables raw, and the sense of mission in his little head came naturally.

"Now please choose the ingredients." Teacher Ding Rou said.

Han Mo took the little guy's hand, stood in front of the cart and asked the little guy's opinion.

The other dads looked at Han Mo's selection, looked at each other, and went over to select the ingredients.

"I want to follow the child's taste, but I can't make what he wants." Father Ruirui said with self mockery.

"You can at least cook well and deal with food. I've never cooked, not at all." Xiaohu's father grew up spoiled. When he got married, Xiaohu's mother didn't trust him to do anything. Cooking is much more difficult for him than doing business and talking about projects.

Yueyan's father smiled and whispered, "it doesn't matter. No one knows if it's not good. Let's deal with it for two days."

"Father Leyan, your brain is still turning fast. When it's time for dinner, I'll close the door tightly so that the kindergarten teachers won't see it." Larry's father picked the corner of his eye.

Xiaohu's father smiled and breathed deeply, "no matter how humiliating, the child will know. Go home and have a big meal to compensate him."

Several dads nodded in agreement.

"At six o'clock in the evening, the children and fathers of class two will gather again for dinner. Each father will cook at least two dishes." Teacher Ding Rou said the last request.

The faces of the smiling dads were frozen and completely stupid.