TTCTT Ch10
by cinnaroll005Chapter 10 – The Young Master Is Here To Pick Me Up.
It’s lunch time, and Guoguo Kindergarten has provided meals to the children in the canteen.
In the cafeteria, Zhu Chi grabbed a spoon and chopsticks, sat on his seat and waited for his meal.
Jiang Nuo dragged himself and sat next to Zhu Chi expressionlessly.
Most children are the apple of their parents’ eyes, and they have the best food and clothing. In this case, the food in the cafeteria is generally incomparable with that at home.
But Jiang Nuo was different.
After his parents went bankrupt, they went abroad to prepare for a comeback. However, because it was inconvenient to take care of children after going abroad, they left him to live with relatives in China.
Jiang Nuo’s relatives were still polite when Jiang Nuo’s family still had money. Whenever the relatives were in trouble, Jiang Nuo’s parents would generously donate money.
But now that the Jiang family’s wealth is in decline, their relatives don’t pay that much attention to this child. In addition, there is a spoiled only son in the family, and Jiang Nuo’s situation suddenly becomes very embarrassing.
The only son of a relative was raised fat and white. In contrast, Jiang Nuo often didn’t have enough to eat and was a bit malnourished.
Zhu Chi looked at him secretly, feeling a little distressed.
But because this deskmate was so cold, Zhu Chi felt a thrill in his heart when he caught his gaze, and lowered his head nervously, like a shy little turtle slowly shrinking into its shell.
Seeing the cowardly look on his deskmate’s face, Jiang Nuo curled his lips and smiled calmly.
…
Today’s dishes are fried poached eggs, stir-fried beef tenderloin with broccoli, stir-fried green mushroom, a bowl of seaweed soup, and a large chicken drumstick.
Although Zhu Chi is not picky about food, there are a few dishes he doesn’t like.
Today’s broccoli and mushrooms are ingredients that he doesn’t like very much.
While the other children were discussing today’s dishes, Jiang Nuo had already picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Although he was very hungry, Jiang Nuo’s eating manner was still very well-educated like, and he couldn’t seem to gobble it up.
Zhu Chi knew that the meals in the kindergarten were not enough to fill his stomach.
At this time, he raised his eyes and saw that some children who were close to each other had already begun to exchange food.
Zhu Chi thought about whether he should use this as an excuse to share some food with Jiang Nao.
However, his deskmate didn’t like to talk to others very much and looked unapproachable. Zhu Chi felt timid and a little scared.
While he was eating, he was building himself up in his mind.
At this moment, a fat boy sitting next to him had just finished eating his chicken drumstick. When he saw that the drumstick on Zhu Chi’s plate was still untouched, he wiped his mouth and asked, “Can you give it to me if you don’t want to eat it?”
Zhu Chi was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the fat boy had already stretched out his chopsticks.
Before his chopsticks touched Zhu Chi’s drumstick, he was blocked by another pair of chopsticks.
Jiang Nuo glanced at him sharply and without saying a word, the fat boy was so frightened that he quickly retracted his chopsticks.
Seeing that the fat boy was frightened, Jiang Nuo chuckled and continued eating his meal.
Zhu Chi swallowed, moved slightly closer, and whispered to Jiang Nuo, “I don’t like chicken legs.”
Jiang Nuo glanced at him.
Zhu Chi was a little frightened, but he still mustered up the courage to continue: “Can I exchange chicken legs for your vegetables?”
Chicken legs are more filling than vegetables, right?
Jiang Nuo took a look at Zhu Chi, who had little flesh except for his fats on his cheeks and raised his eyebrows. For some reason, his tone was as stern as a dean: “You are so thin and picky about food?”
Zhu Chi: “!”
Jiang Nuo refuse and said: “Eat it yourself.”
Zhu Chi said: “!”
‘Well, I know… I know QvQ’
While he was frustrated in trying to feed his deskmate, Zhu Chi bit the chicken leg willingly.
He ate slowly and his cheeks bulged when he drank soup, like a cute little hamster. His likes and dislikes for food are also very obvious. The broccoli was picked out, but the green vegetables were eaten quickly.
Zhu Chi was taught not to waste food before he went to school, so regardless of whether he likes or dislikes it, he will force himself to finish the food, but he will also have a little bit of his own stubbornness – for example, he will eat food he doesn’t like last.
At the end of lunch time, Zhu Chi poked at the broccoli with an embarrassed look on his face, trying to find the courage to eat it.
At this moment, the teacher opened the door and came in to check everyone’s eating progress.
The teacher said before the meal that a small red flower would be deducted from the children who had too much leftover food.
Zhu Chi, who had always followed the rules, was a little nervous.
At this moment, a pair of chopsticks stretched out to pick up the remaining broccoli in Zhu Chi’s bowl. His deskmate ate it into his mouth, stuffing his left cheek until it was bulging.
Zhu Chi was stunned for a moment, and then he was moved to tears.
Thank you, Disc Action Man.
….
As school time approaches, many parents are noisily standing at the school gate.
Sharp-eyed parents noticed that a boy wearing a British-style aristocratic kindergarten uniform was standing at the door, looking eagerly through the locked door at the teaching building inside.
He was like a little bully with a look on his face that no strangers should approach. He stood at the front close to the door, occupying a favorable position. Next to him stood a man in black, about 1.8 meters tall, with his hands behind his back, giving them a strong sense of oppression.
The parents blinked.
Whose young master is this, coming here to block people?
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