Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

As he walked, he said a few words.

Damian hasn't changed from the last time we met in the park, except that he has changed into the uniform of West Town Middle School, showing the appearance of a big brother, and he can talk to Daisy well.

Speaking of the daughter of the Stark family, the young master of the Wayne family would occasionally say "that one who is still drinking milk", but his attitude has changed a lot, and he has lost the indifferent sense of alienation when facing a strange child.

"Is this the factory your father bought?" Daisy asked.

Mentioning Damian's father, Tuanzi remembered the last time he met Bruce Wayne in the company of the big reporter, and went to the pastry shop with him to eat cake.

The chairman has no airs at all. Just like her father, she is very kind to children and even shows them cartoons.

Daisy happily told Damian about this matter, but Damian obviously didn't know, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little weird, looking at this short guy, he didn't say he was jealous, he didn't say he was jealous, he said Don't care.

Probably at home, the young master has never enjoyed the treatment of watching cartoons on his father's mobile phone.

#Bruce Wayne is spreading fatherly love outside again today#

While talking, seeing that Sophia was going to lead the children to the next production point, and the junior high school students needed to enter the biscuit workshop to observe closely, so Damian stopped in his tracks and let Daisy hold Sheldon's hand left.

He stood still, and the students behind him came forward and shortened the distance, and one of them who could speak a few words to Damian asked, "Is this your sister?"

The man asked questions, and he didn't expect Damian to answer—the young master didn't like talking to people he didn't know well at school, and he always did more than he said. For a final question, he silently wrote 120 words. Page's thesis, "Quantum Suicide Machines" from Schrödinger's Theory Discussion title.

If Sheldon grows up a bit and chooses a few levels to study, maybe he and Damian have a lot in common.

Damian silently watched Daisy's back disappear around the corner, kicked the toe of his shoe, thought for a while, put his hand in his trouser pocket, turned around to look at his classmate, and retorted: "Who is my sister?"

Bruce Wayne has had enough kids without needing another one.

When Damian clarified that Daisy had nothing to do with him, Daisy was standing on the observation passage of the chocolate workshop, salivating at the machine making chocolate inside.

The cocoa beans picked from the tree have also gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers before they can be put on the shelves of the store and bought by children to eat.

After the round cocoa beans are baked, they need to be ground, squeezed, and crushed into fine cocoa powder. Different ingredients are added according to different tastes, and the machines are poured into molds of various shapes. After cooling, they become children's cocoa powder. Often eat chocolate.

Every kind of food takes a long time and energy from birth to arrival on the table, and snacks are no exception.

Looking at it this way, I can suddenly understand why adults say we should cherish food. Even though the children standing in the factory are not short of food, but at the same time wasting food, it is tantamount to wasting the people and machines that make food hard work.

Daisy feels no guilt about wasting food.

She rubbed her stomach, only feeling that the breakfast she had just had in the morning is now completely digested, and it would be great if she could have another serving.

Young children are also worrying about making a living today.

Fortunately, there is less than an hour before lunch time. According to the plan of the teacher and the factory, after the visit, the children have to eat in the restaurant of the factory before going back.

So after visiting the chocolate workshop and turning around two snack production points, Daisy happily sat on the revolving chairs in the dining room with everyone.

The chair is really high, and I stepped on the pedals to sit on it, with my two little feet hanging down, unable to touch the ground, only stepping on the boundless air.

"It's not allowed to turn chairs, and you can't push other people's chairs." Sophia said.

"Will the lunch in the snack factory be donuts, chocolate, biscuits and milk candies?" Sitting next to Daisy, Missy smelled the lingering sweetness of candy in the air, and asked about the food that was about to be served on the table. The lunch was full of longing.

"Absolutely impossible." Sheldon opened the kettle and took a sip of water, calmly piercing his sister's unrealistic fantasy with sharp words.

The reason why a child is a child is that the imagination of the world is so unrestrained and cute.

But in the eyes of the little boy, it is because of his careless observation of the surrounding environment and lack of basic common sense of life that he can act like this.

How to survive in modern society.

"If you only eat these things for lunch and eat too much sugar, all the adults here will go to the hospital." Sheldon said.

When he was talking, the kind adults brought the children's dinner plates to him one by one. Missy stretched her neck to see that there was no candy, but normal sandwiches, small fish steaks, boxed juices and a piece of fruit. Chocolate for dessert.

"It's you who said no to the candies!" Missy puffed up her cheeks, a little annoyed.

Daisy, however, was very satisfied with her lunch. As soon as the plate arrived, she waved a small fork and seriously ate the children's meal made in the public dining room.

Except for the boxed fruit juice dumpling, which is not used to drinking because it tastes different from the fruit juice at home and is weirdly sweet, the other foods are all good. When Sheldon was still slowly dividing the small fish steak into quarters, she The dinner plate is already clean and bright enough to be used as a mirror.

The staff hadn’t had lunch yet. Today seemed to be a group visit day. In addition to Daisy’s kindergarten organization, Damian’s school also organized a visit. Daisy put down the fork, and the restaurant door was walking in slowly. That wave of junior high school students.

Damian was last.

He also saw Daisy at a glance, but he had already spoken to her, so there was nothing to see now, and they should go back to their respective schools after dinner, so he only glanced lightly, and quickly looked away.

The young master found a place to sit down by himself. The food on the plate was much simpler than others. Vegetables and vegetables took up two or three compartments. A few slices of toast and a glass of juice were considered lunch.

Daisy handed her plate to the teacher.

Sophia was used to little Daisy Stark being the first child to finish the meal, and asked, "Do you need more food?"

"Yes, Sophie." Tuanzi licked his mouth and raised a finger, "Can I have another sandwich?"

As for the juice that was poured out and tasted, Missy said she wanted to drink it, so she gave it to Missy.

After Daisy ate the second sandwich, she felt that her stomach was full. She rubbed her stomach and remembered her father who ate alone at home.

I don't know what Dad had for lunch today, and whether he secretly ate candy.

Daisy also remembered that Dad didn't know that the kindergarten would come to visit the factory today, and he would have something to say in the car when he came home from school in the afternoon.

"Are you full?" Sheldon asked.

When Daisy heard the question, she turned her face to look—this person still eats like a cat, he cuts the food into many neat pieces in a gentle manner, and now he has eaten less than two-thirds, and there is still half of it sandwiches on a plate.

"It's usually full." Daisy said.

When she said that, Sheldon pushed the unopened piece of chocolate over: "I don't want to eat it, I'll give it to you."

Missy's ears are very long, and she never forgets to listen to her younger brother while eating, so she poked her head over at this moment: "I eat too!"

She reached for Sheldon's chocolate, but her brother slapped the back of her hand mercilessly with a napkin: "Don't grab it!"

He didn't show mercy at this moment, but when he looked again, Sheldon still broke the chocolate into two, gave half to Daisy, and gave the other half to his sister with a fork.

"Why are you using a fork on me?" Missy asked.

A little disgust appeared on Sheldon's face: "You just grabbed the small fish steak with your hands. I saw it."

The eyes are really bright.

After lunch, the children had to go to the bathroom first, and then lined up to watch a cartoon introducing the history of the factory. Sophia and other teachers never forgot to remind them: "Don't run around! Be careful not to get lost."

But after saying this several times, some children still forgot the direction of the meeting place when they ran out of the bathroom, and when they turned around, they didn't know where they were going.

Daisy stood on a chair in front of the sink and washed her hands.

She pressed a doughnut-like handwashing foam flower into her little hand, rubbed it carefully, and didn't forget to dry her hands under the hand dryer after washing, and was about to go out, when she looked up and saw Missy running in: "Kay is gone! "

"What?" Daisy asked.

"Sophie said that Kay got lost and everyone is looking for it." Missy said, "Shall we look for it?"

"You can't run around," Daisy said.

She seemed to say this a bit late, before she stepped on the floor, the enthusiastic Missy ran out in a blink of an eye, not sure if she ran to find Kay.

If a child gets lost, the correct approach should be to go to the centralized location and wait obediently.

Daisy also ran out and stood in the corridor, except for adults and other students, she didn't see Missy.

"Missy!" Daisy called.

Missy didn't answer, but a person who was going not far away heard it, frowned, and came here: "What's going on?"

When Daisy saw the person coming, she became less nervous, knowing that he could help, she hurriedly said, "Kai lost, Missy went to find him."

"Which way?" Damian asked.

Tuanzi shook his head: "I didn't see it."

"Then you should go and gather with your teacher, instead of standing here and shouting." Damian was really calm, and without thinking, he pointed to his right hand, "Go. I will ask someone to find your classmate."

Daisy then walked to the meeting place as he said.

After walking a few steps, I felt footsteps approaching behind me, and when I looked back, it was Damian following.

"Are you coming too?" Daisy asked.

"If you get lost again, won't you add to the chaos?" Damian asked back.

Children are children.

Fortunately, before arriving at the assembly point, some staff members rushed to tell everyone that the lost child had been found, and it was found by a little girl named Missy.

Tuanzi immediately jumped up, and his little feet stepped out much more briskly.

The children have been found, and the assembly point can be seen just by looking up. Damian is still following Daisy leisurely.

The black tie in the white shirt had been removed during the meal, and he walked with no expression on his face, not like a student for a while, but like a little president who came to inspect his work.

Daisy turned her head to see that he was looking at herself.

She didn't say anything, turned her head and went back to walk well.

After walking for a while, I turned around to look again.

"Damian," Daisy asked, "wasn't it a long time ago?"

Damian was startled, then folded his arms and asked, "Why are you upset?"

"I told you, I ate cake with your father." Daisy said.

She wiped her face with her two small hands, as if doing expression makeup, and she could actually imitate the weird expression of the young master at that time, "You look unhappy, don't you? Because of your father?"

It turns out that children are watching.

Damian's expression is as weird as Daisy's, and he categorically denies it: "I'm not unhappy."

He said no, so it should be gone.

Tuanzi put her two little hands behind her back, said nothing, and continued to walk her way.

When she was about to walk to the assembly point, she heard Damian coughing behind her, and Daisy quickly turned her head to look at it—it was a good exercise for her cervical spine to turn her head like this over and over again.

Embarrassment flashed across the young master's face, and when he looked at Daisy again, he seemed to be more upright. He glanced to the left and asked sullenly, "What cartoon did he show you?"