After successfully picking up his daughter, Gu Chen also relaxed a bit, knowing that he still had several hours to wait for his wife to get off work.
And Teacher Zhang, after tasting the fruit grown by Gu Chen as well as the delicious buns he made,
now looked at Gu Chen without the previous disdain and distance.
Even the professional, fake smile on her face had turned into a genuine smile as she said to Gu Chen,
"Tangtang's dad, don't forget tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, we're meeting at the kindergarten gate to go on an outing.
This time it's the turn of the three classes in the junior group; the bus and route have already been arranged.
After we return, the other classes will take turns to go. Remember to arrive on time tomorrow."
Gu Chen naturally had no objections and readily agreed.
Then, as if he remembered something, he turned around and took out a small porcelain jar about thirty centimeters tall from his car,
