Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Chapter 293 My caramel pudding flew away
The short but pleasant noon time has quietly come to an end.

Next, it’s time to create the themed clay activity!
In the classroom of small (3) class...

The children, wearing protective clothing, gathered in front of the desks one by one, looking up at their innocent faces, listening to Jiang Xinzhuo's explanation of clay creation: "Children, today we will use clay to shape 'my family' together."

"This 'family' can be your father and mother who protect you, your grandpa and grandma who are very caring, or your brothers and sisters who laugh and play with you."

"However, before taking action, I have a little reminder to everyone..."

Jiang Xinzhuo emphasized gently: "The most important thing is to highlight the characteristics of family members in your mind."

"Children, do you understand?"

As she spoke, her eyes gently passed over each child's face, carefully observing their reactions.

The children who were wandering in their thoughts gradually came back to their senses after noticing her look in her eyes. They followed the other children and responded casually: "I understand!"

"very good!"

She decided to cooperate with him.

Don't kill it!
But what she is worried about is, what kind of reaction will Chenchen's family have when they see his clay work?
I guess you’ll laugh or cry!

They do not expect the children to create any shocking works. They only hope that they can enjoy the process, feel the charm of clay art, and cultivate their temperament and creativity. That is enough.

Isn't it his family that he clings to?
She looked at Chenchen in confusion and asked in disbelief: "Chenchen, you...you said you were making caramel pudding?"

……

This time.

Just when she lowered her head and wanted to pretend to "taste" his "caramel pudding", she saw the little guy suddenly raised the clay work high and shouted with a smile on his face: "My caramel pudding flew away..." "

Caramel pudding?

Small (3) class.

Jiang Xinzhuo: "⊙(◇)?"

What's more, they try to stick clay on their lips to pretend to have a beard, or stick it on their wrists to decorate it as a bracelet.

After all, every child has a unique imagination and expression, which are incredibly valuable.

Although Chenchen's behavior seemed a bit absurd to her, she had to respond to the little guy's innocent and warm invitation and sharing, right? !
In order not to make Chenchen feel sad.

Chenchen nodded his little head vigorously, with a proud smile on his face: "Yes, teacher! Do you think the caramel pudding I made is big? This way Chenchen can eat it all at once, and he can eat it all at once So full!”

Chenchen couldn't wait to pick up the clay work on the table, pretended to take a bite of "Caramel Pudding", and chewed it a few times with an intoxicated look on his face, as if he was really tasting delicious Caramel Pudding. .

As she spoke, she bent down, grabbed a handful of clay, and began to help Chenchen perfect his work.

in fact.

As long as you like it...

Seeing their seriousness, Jiang Xinzhuo and Wei Siyi were very pleased.

"Yes, you can stick to people in your own family. If you like dad, stick with dad; if you like mom, stick with mom; of course, you can also stick them both together..."

The words fell.

Jiang Xinzhuo showed an encouraging smile: "Then, now pick up the clay on your table and start using your little hands to knead, rub, and pinch the image of your favorite family member in your heart through the clay. way, vividly present it!”

But Chenchen was amused!
He couldn't help but let out a series of crisp laughter: "Hahaha... my caramel pudding has eyes, a mouth, hands and feet, and a fat body!"

Fortunately, two teachers, Xie Jianing and Wang Wenxia, ​​have been closely supervising and stopped these children from acting too freely in time.

Yang Yuxi reminded her again and looked at the children's creations as if on patrol.

Although they had lowered their expectations to a minimum, when they saw the children's clay masterpieces full of childlike interest and unique imagination, their hearts did not waver, and they even wanted to laugh a little.

Under her skillful hands, a vivid and interesting image of a clay family gradually appeared in front of Chenchen.

She couldn't help but remind her: "Chenchen, why don't your sticky family have facial features, body, hands and feet? You need to add eyes, nose and mouth to the big head, and stick a body under the head. Glue the hands on both sides and finally add the feet to make it more complete.”

Their works are all kinds of weird, but the main theme is incomprehensible!
Some children even used their wild imaginations, taking colorful clay and gluing it together on the table. The shapes they made were so messy that they couldn't bear to look at them.

Jiang Xinzhuo looked at Chenchen's work and saw only a big round head on the table, with a head of caramel-colored "hair" stuck behind it.

Jiang Xinzhuo: (ーー゛)
Ah ah ah~
The child's thinking is so fast and furious that she can't keep up with the rhythm at all...

Huh?
What is Chenchen talking about?

She felt helpless, but she could only accept it with a smile.

But she was surprised to find that many children did not follow her instructions...

The children were attracted by the colorful clay, picked out their favorite clay color, took a small piece of clay and put it in their palms, and kneaded it gently with their fingers. The clay gradually became soft and elastic in their hands. Slowly changing into various shapes...

She didn't want to dampen Chenchen's creative enthusiasm.

result.

"Yes!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Finally, with his big eyes flashing, he raised his "Cream Pudding" high and invited enthusiastically: "Teacher Jiang, do you want to eat it? It's delicious, I'll give you a bite too!" "

Jiang Xinzhuo: (ーー゛)
Forget it!

otherwise.

When parents come to pick up their children after school, they may only see their unrecognizable, jewel-like treasures!
Of course, there are also a group of children who are very devoted to clay creation, including several little girls in the class and kid Lin Yipeng.

Although the character created by Pengpeng is a little out of shape, if you look carefully, you can still make out the head shape and limbs.

Yang Yuxi smiled and praised: "Pengpeng, you are so good at pinching. Isn't this long hair sticky?"

"Yes, it's Mom, Mom is a tigress... ow..."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth wide and made a roaring expression like a tiger.

This expression, this movement...

Yang Yuxi was "filial piety" in an instant, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a moment!
She couldn't help but wonder: Did Pengpeng's mother often yell at Pengpeng when she was at home? Otherwise, how could he describe her as a "tigress"?

Yang Yuxi gave a friendly reminder: "Pengpeng, when you get home, don't mention the word "tigress" in front of your mother..."

"Teacher Yang, why can't you say it?" Pengpeng was puzzled. Hmm~
The teacher is afraid that you will get a meal of bamboo shoots and meat...

Yang Yuxi touched his little head: "Just listen to the teacher and that's it..."

"All right…"

Lin Pengyi nodded, a little aggrieved: "But my daddy always talks about me like this..."

But it seems that his father always said it to him, why didn't he say it to his mother? !
Why is this?

Lin Yipeng was very puzzled when he thought of this.

Yang Yuxi wiped her sweat.

Sorry...

She really couldn't answer this question...

She changed the subject and said: "Pengpeng, please squeeze it carefully. The teacher will go see the other children."

She came to Qingqing and Weiwei's table.

At this moment, the two little guys are still making clay seriously.

Qingqing and Weiwei used white clay to carefully outline the outline of their father's face and body.

In their hearts, their father's figure is as tall as a mountain, giving them an infinite sense of security.

Dad is very handsome, with big eyes, a high nose, and his warm smile, which is the warmest mark in the hearts of Qingqing and Weiwei. Therefore, the corners of Dad's mouth should be turned up.

What impressed them most was the way their father was cooking with a shovel in his hand.

Then add a shovel!
Following their memories, the two little guys used clay to describe how their father cooked.

Focused and serious.

They squeezed so hard that they didn't even notice that Yang Yuxi was standing next to them at the moment!

Yang Yuxi did not disturb them, but stood quietly beside them, lowering her head to admire their clay works.

She was surprised to find that these two little guys showed amazing talent and creativity in clay art.

Although their works still have a childlike quality, it is remarkable to be able to create such vivid images at this age.

After seeing them finish sticking together, she smiled and praised: "Wow, Qingqing, Weiwei, you did a great job..."

"Hehe, thank you teacher for the compliment."

Hearing the praise, the two little guys' faces burst into bright smiles, their eyes curved into crescent moons, filled with joy and pride.

Yuanyuan on the side heard the teacher praising other children, and couldn't help but pick up her own clay work, and said with a "please praise" expression: "Teacher Yang, look at my stickiness, don't you think so?" Very sticky?"

Her clay works are colorful and full of energy. Although the characters are slightly exaggerated and even distorted, if you look closely, you can still tell them apart.

Yang Yuxi praised the venue and said, "The roundness is so sticky!"

This compliment made her round eyes light up instantly. She turned to Qingqing and Weiwei excitedly and said excitedly: "Qingqing, Weiwei, did you hear it? The teacher also praised me! Look, I It’s also very sticky!”

"I heard it, Yuanyuan, you are so sticky! The colors match beautifully." Although Qingqing and Weiwei felt that Yuanyuan's stickiness was not as good as theirs, they still responded with admiration.

"Hee hee~"

Yuanyuan is very happy!
……

When school was over in the afternoon, the teachers asked the children to take home their clay works.

Qingqing and Weiwei also took clay works and wanted to show them to their father quickly.

Waiting for the moment I see Huang Jun...

Qingqing and Weiwei ran up to him and raised the clay work high up to show him: "Papa, look..."

"Daddy, look at mine first, look at mine first..." Not to be outdone, Weiwei tried her best to lift the clay work, even standing on tiptoes, hoping that her father could see her work first.

A wise daughter is better than her father!
Weiwei's little thoughts naturally did not escape Huang Jun's eyes.

In order to avoid unnecessary disputes.

Huang Jun simultaneously stretched out his hands to take the clay works from their hands, and subconsciously asked: "What is this?"

"Papa, guess what!" Qingqing smiled sweetly, winked playfully, and said mysteriously.

Weiwei originally wanted to answer her father's question directly, but when she saw that her sister was deliberately showing off, she followed suit and said, "Dad, guess what!"

"During clay class in the afternoon, Qingqing and Weiwei worked very seriously." Yang Yuxi smiled and praised the two little guys to Huang Jun, and then reminded: "Can you guess who they are clinging to? ?”

This is a clear reminder to Huang Jun that the two little guys are attracted to people.

Huang Jun looked at the work carefully, with a determined look on his face: "Do you still need to guess? You must be obsessed with me!"

"Yes! Daddy guessed it right!" Qingqing and Weiwei nodded as if they were confused.

After Huang Jun saw the clay masterpieces of his two precious daughters, he admired the works of other children with curiosity.

have to say.

The works of these two little guys are outstanding among all the children.

He praised sincerely: "My Qingqing and Weiwei are so great! When I get home, my father will put them in the cupboard and treasure them."

"Hee hee~"

Qingqing and Weiwei smiled crookedly.

Huang Jun said goodbye to Yang Yuxi and the others with a smile: "Teacher Yang, thank you, teacher, I will take them back first..."

"Okay!" Yang Yuxi nodded with a smile, and did not forget to remind her at the end: "Dad Qingqing, there are activities in the garden tomorrow morning. Remember to let them wear school uniforms. Don't forget~"

"Don't worry, remember it!" Huang Jun nodded.

Qingqing and Weiwei waved to them: "Goodbye, Teacher Xie, and goodbye, Teacher Yang."

"See you tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)