HLnovel Chapter 245: Double Ninth Festival (End)
Chapter 245: Double Ninth Festival (End)
When the livestream finally ended, the clock quietly ticked towards lunchtime for the children. Auntie Ola and the other chefs at the restaurant had meticulously prepared a sumptuous lunch for the adorable children. The first thing that caught my eye was the enticingly fragrant pan-fried lamb chops, their golden, crispy exterior and tender, juicy interior. Every bite was captivating. Served alongside them were lush green lettuce, refreshing and invigorating, like a delicious gift from nature. Over there, red tomatoes and golden eggs blended together to create a colorful feast for the senses: scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Finally, a bottle of apple-flavored nutrient solution lay quietly on the side of the plate, like a sweet pearl.
Today, as kindergartens continue to optimize and adjust children's diets, the amount of nutrient solution they consume has decreased compared to the past. However, to ensure every child receives comprehensive and balanced nutrition, this apple-flavored nutrient solution still appears daily. It not only replenishes the various energy needs of children, but also brings them a unique sweet taste.
After a happy lunch, the children followed Lotta and Liz for a stroll along the lawn. I stayed behind to prepare Chongyang cakes with Auntie Ola. The rich aroma of rice permeated the restaurant kitchen as Auntie Ola expertly blended glutinous rice flour, red date paste, and other ingredients. As we busied ourselves, we discussed which centenarians would receive this surprise.
After the children were all asleep, I gently closed the door and walked towards the office with Lotta. The soft moonlight poured through the window into the corridor, as if it had laid a silver carpet for us.
As soon as I entered the office, I picked up a thick stack of documents from the desk, handed some of them to Lotta, and explained to her in detail the specific requirements and precautions of each task.
Luota took the document, frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes: "Sui Sui, are you hiding something from me? Why are you suddenly giving me so much work?"
I smiled and shook my head, explaining, "Don't think too much, Lotta. The reason why I didn't assign some of the work to you before was because I was still in the exploratory stage and didn't know much about the operation of the kindergarten. But after this period of hard work, I have roughly figured out the ins and outs of it. And I have always known that your ability is not limited to taking good care of children. In many things, your way of handling them is more mature and thoughtful than mine. I often make decisions on a whim and don't think about problems comprehensively. Thanks to you who have always been there to remind and help me. So I think now is the time for you to share more work. I believe that with the joint efforts of the two of us and other colleagues in the kindergarten, we will be able to let these lovely children grow and be cared for better." After saying this, I looked at Lotta expectantly, waiting for her response.
After listening to what I said, Lotta thought for a moment and then smiled, "Sui Sui, since you trust me so much, I will definitely do my best." I breathed a sigh of relief.
So, we quietly stayed in the office, concentrating on sorting through the mountain of documents. Time passed, and before we knew it, it was time for the children to wake up. Hearing the children gradually waking from their sleep, we immediately stopped our work, tidied up, and hurried back to the activity room.
Upon entering the activity room, the first thing that caught my eye was a group of adorable and well-behaved children. They sat neatly in a row, their cheeks rosy and adorable, like ripe apples. On the table before them lay a bouquet of colorful, delicate dogwood flowers. These bouquets were made by the children themselves, fresh from their naps!
A closer look reveals that each flower has a unique color and shape. Some resemble delicate roses, others fresh and elegant lilies, and still others resemble brilliant golden sunflowers. With their tender hands, the children meticulously weave these colorful blossoms together, creating beautiful bouquets brimming with childlike innocence and creativity. Watching these heartwarming and touching images melts our hearts! They say they'll send these dogwood bouquets, along with Chongyang cakes, to grandparents online.
I gently pushed open the door and walked briskly out of the spacious, bright classroom. Just then, Auntie Aura approached me with a beaming smile. "Child, the Chongyang cakes are ready! Come and see!" I looked in the direction of Auntie Aura's finger and saw the steamer filled with brightly colored, jewel-like pieces of Chongyang cake neatly arranged. They exuded a rich, sweet aroma, like a delicacy straight from a fairy tale, making my mouth water.
Filled with joy, I hurried over to the steamer and carefully examined the exquisite pastries. Each one had a unique shape and pattern, some resembling blooming flowers, others adorable little animals, each one vivid and lifelike. Auntie Aura's craftsmanship was truly exceptional, transforming ordinary ingredients into such captivating delicacies.
After enjoying the Chongyang cake, I remembered an important task I had to complete today: delivering this gift of blessings and love to 100 centenarians. So, I quickly opened my kindergarten's Bilin account and entered a page dedicated to identity verification and screening. This system is very strict, requiring multiple steps to accurately determine the list of eligible elderly people.
After a busy and orderly process, a list of 100 centenarians appeared on my computer screen in a matter of seconds. Looking at this long list, I felt a surge of deep respect and emotion. These elderly people have experienced the trials and tribulations of life and witnessed the changes of the times. They are a precious treasure to society.
Next, I immediately contacted the Interstellar Express staff, explained the situation in detail, and provided the elderly's addresses and other relevant information. The staff were very enthusiastic and efficient, quickly arranging a delivery plan. Soon, one Interstellar Express truck after another, loaded with Chongyang cakes, set off, speeding towards various planets.
When the children and all the Chongyang cakes prepared by the restaurant were successfully delivered, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was gentle. I strolled to the wide, soft green lawn outside the kindergarten, looking for the children playing happily. From afar, they ran and laughed in the golden sunlight, like a group of happy elves, filling the entire lawn with vitality and energy.
Just as I was lost in this warm and beautiful scene, a small figure suddenly ran over and grabbed my hand tightly. It was Bailey. Her rosy little face was beaming with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She panted, "Teacher, today's lunch was absolutely delicious. Can we have such delicious food again next time?" I smiled and gently touched her head, then replied tenderly, "Of course, honey. If you like it, there will be more delicious meals waiting for you in the future." Hearing my promise, Bailey jumped for joy.
Time slipped by quietly amidst laughter and joy, and before we knew it, the sun had already set. A brilliant, colorful sunset glow spread across the horizon, unfolding like a beautiful painting. The afterglow filtered through the leaves, casting a faint golden glow over the vibrant landscape. Thus, a beautiful day slowly drew to a close in a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere...