Teacher Li fixed her eyes on Lu Xiyao's plate of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
It looked a bit different from other Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
The rice noodles were fried to a golden yellow, appearing oily but not greasy, and smelled tempting.
"Then Teacher Li, have a bite," Lu Xiyao said politely, pushing the plate over.
"Hmm." Teacher Li picked up a pair of chopsticks, took a bite, and put it in her mouth.
The texture was fresh and soft with a slight charred aroma. The salty and savory flavor teased her taste buds — it was simply wonderful.
Why was this fried rice noodle so delicious?
"Teacher Li, is the fried rice noodle tasty?" Lu Xiyao asked.
Teacher Li nodded: "It really is good. Yaoyao, did you bring this from home?"
"Yes, my dad made it."
Teacher Li suddenly remembered that Lu Xiyao's father, Lu Qin, used to ride a food cart selling snacks on the street while sending his daughter to school.
So he was selling Stir-Fried Rice Noodles on the street!
But what kind of miracle Stir-Fried Rice Noodles were these? They were incredibly delicious.
Teacher Li had never eaten such tasty Stir-Fried Rice Noodles before.
"Teacher Li, do you want more?" Lu Xiyao extended her fair little finger toward her plate.
"I… Oh no, no more, Yaoyao, you eat it."
Actually, she really wanted to eat more, but…
Teacher Li smiled awkwardly and placed the plate back in front of Lu Xiyao, gently patting her little head.
It was not proper for a teacher to take a student's lunch.
Lu Xiyao resumed eating her Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
Several kids around stared fixedly at Lu Xiyao's plate; their own lunches suddenly seemed less appetizing.
Teacher Li sighed and lightly patted each kid's head: "Hurry up and eat your own food, focus."
Zhong Shuyi picked up a half-eaten fried rice noodle near her mouth and slurped it in, saying to Lu Xiyao:
"Tomorrow, I'll ask my chef uncle to make Stir-Fried Rice Noodles for me too."
"Okay, sure." Lu Xiyao's mouth was oily, and she was very happy — the taste was divine.
She then took out another bowl, opened the lid, and inside was a bowl full of Mung Bean Paste. She sipped it with a spoon, feeling even more satisfied. Her feet swung under the table.
Zhong Shuyi looked at the yellow-green soup and asked, "Yaoyao, what's this?"
"Mung Bean Paste, also made by my dad. It's really tasty."
"Can I try some?"
"Sure, have some."
Zhong Shuyi scooped a bit with her spoon and tasted the Mung Bean Paste.
"So sweet and delicious! Your dad's amazing; everything he makes tastes so good! Tomorrow I'll ask my chef uncle to make Mung Bean Paste too."
"Yeah, you can."
...
In the afternoon playtime, many kids gathered around Lu Xiyao.
"Lu Xiyao, this strawberry hairpin is for you. I have two, so here's one for you."
"Lu Xiyao, my robot toy dog is for you to play with."
"Yaoyao, let's play with the clay together."
"Lu Xiyao, can you bring more Stir-Fried Rice Noodles tomorrow? Let me try some, okay?"
"Lu Xiyao, here's some beef jerky for you. Tomorrow can I try the Stir-Fried Rice Noodles your dad makes?"
...
Seeing so many kids surrounding her with expectant eyes, Lu Xiyao thought for a moment, then said:
"Okay, I'll ask my dad to make an extra portion tomorrow, and you can share it."
As soon as she said this, all the kids jumped up and down, waving their hands excitedly.
During free activity time, Lu Xiyao's phone watch rang.
The screen showed two elderly faces — Shen Muyan's parents, also Lu Xiyao's maternal grandparents.
"Grandpa! Grandma! Hello!"
"Yaoyao, little darling! Grandpa and grandma miss you so much!"
"Dad said you went traveling abr Was it fun?"
"Not fun at all! Mainly the food was awful, either raw meat or fast food. Grandpa lost weight from hunger," Shen Hongda said, rubbing his stomach with a pitiful look.
This man in his sixties was authoritative and serious at work, but in front of Lu Xiyao, he was a playful old kid.
"Then Grandpa hurry back. I'll ask my dad to make Stir-Fried Rice Noodles for you."
"Stir-Fried Rice Noodles? Grandpa doesn't eat Stir-Fried Rice Noodles. Grandpa will take Yaoyao out to eat something delicious."
Beside him, Jiang Qin smiled kindly: "My little princess Yaoyao, do you miss grandma? How have you been lately? Are you behaving well at kindergarten?"
"Yaoyao is very good. My parents divorced. I'm living with my dad in another house."
Lu Xiyao pouted. Seeing her grandparents, the little one suddenly remembered the divorce. Divorce did affect her a little.
The two elderly faces on the video call immediately lost their smiles.
"What? Divorced?"
"Divorced? When did this happen?"
Shen Hongda and Jiang Qin both felt a bit breathless.
They asked Lu Xiyao for a brief explanation, then began comforting their precious granddaughter.
"Yaoyao, be good. Grandpa and grandma will always be your grandpa and grandma."
"Yes, Yaoyao, if you want to come live at grandpa's place someday, just tell grandpa. Grandpa will personally come to get you."
Hearing their comfort, a little bit of Lu Xiyao's sadness faded, and she became happy again.
After hanging up, Shen Hongda ordered the fastest flight back home.
At the top-floor luxury office of the Ouri International Hotel, Shen Muyan's phone rang.
Just finished a meeting, she was a little tired but was instantly energized by Shen Hongda's harsh scolding over the phone.
"Dad! I already told you long ago about my divorce from Lu Qin."
"I don't care if you told me! Lu Qin is such a good son-in-law. Where else will you find one like him? You immediately go back and get remarried!"
Shen Muyan was speechless: "Dad, this is between me and Lu Qin. Please don't interfere. We're both adults. Think about it — why would Lu Qin agree to divorce?"
Shen Hongda was silent for a few seconds but kept a bad tone: "Your mom and I will be driven crazy by you sooner or later!"
"Why did you make Lu Qin leave with nothing? How is he supposed to live alone with Yaoyao? Do you know what he's doing now? Setting up stalls on streets and alleys!!"
"Setting up stalls?"
Shen Muyan frowned lightly. This surprised her. Lu Qin graduated from a prestigious university. No matter what, he should be able to find a decent job.
"I can help arrange a good job for him right away."
Shen Hongda immediately said, "No! Men have pride. Since he gave up property and won't accept your arranged job, you don't interfere. I'll handle it."
Shen Hongda lectured Shen Muyan for five more minutes, then Jiang Qin took the phone and nagged for over twenty minutes.
After hanging up, Shen Muyan rubbed her throbbing temples, feeling annoyed.
Setting up stalls?
Why would that man do that?
With the little girl?
Shen Muyan was speechless. She could imagine the scene.
She picked up the desk phone, dialed a number, and asked someone to investigate.
In the past two days since the divorce, she had been busy with work; otherwise, she would have sent someone to check on the father and daughter's living situation.
She took out her phone again, opened WeChat, and sent a message:
"He's setting up stalls with the daughter."
Fang Ya replied: "???"
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