Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

At the end of the busy noon, McGonagall smiles and politely refuses the guests' request to enter the store. He turns over the sign on the door and looks at Amy, who is tickling with the ugly duckling. Her face is full of smiles.

"Father, when does Xiaomi go to class at noon?" Amy looked at McGonagall and asked expectantly. Today's father looks different, but what's the difference? I can't tell.

"Master Krasu said that it would be OK to arrive before two o'clock. Amy should take a nap and then go over." MEG came over with a smile and touched Amy's head.

"Well." Amy squints and rubs Meg's hand. It looks like a kitten. The ugly duckling in her arms rubs her hand in the same way.

"Boss, if you are too busy in the morning, maybe... I can take Amy to school." Abemia, who was cleaning the table, turned to MEG and said, her eyes full of sincerity.

"This..." McGonagall thought, as abelmia said, the time in the morning is really a little rush. It will take about half an hour to send Amy. Putting the bean curd in the pot first will affect the taste to a certain extent.

"But sister mia, can you ride a bike?" Amy looked up at Mia and asked seriously.

"Well?" Mia was stunned for a moment. She took a look at the direction of the counter. If you put those two small wheels there, you will fall to the ground. Only a genius like boss Mai can make such a thing, and then control it perfectly.

"I will not." Mia shook her head.

"If we walk, it will be a long time. Amy will get up earlier, but... I want to sleep more tomorrow..." Amy looks at abelmia with some confusion.

"I can... I can learn, I can learn how to ride a bicycle." Abemia hesitated for a moment, looked at MEG firmly and said, "boss, please tell me how to ride a bicycle."

"Yes, yes!" Amy patted her little hand and looked up at McGonagall. "Father, you can teach sister MIA how to ride a bike so that she can ride me to school."

"Well, it's not impossible, but..." MEG nodded. Abemia obviously wanted to help him share some of the work, but bicycles are not easy to learn, especially abemia, who saw bicycles for the first time. "Bicycles are not easy to learn. They are not easy to learn for a while. They are easy to wrestle at the beginning."

"It's OK. I'm not afraid of pain." Abelmia shook her head, her eyes full of firmness.

"Well, father, you can teach sister MIA." Amy also said coquettishly, shaking Meg's hand.

"Well, I'll teach MIA when I have time." McGonagall touched Amy's head with a smile. The two little guys had no choice but to take them. After a pause, they said, "but I'm just going out at noon. I'll take Amy to school and then to the employment agency. The restaurant still needs another employee."

"So... Another beautiful sister?" Amy's eyes lit up and she looked at MEG curiously.

"Boss, I..." abelmia lowered her head slightly, with a look of remorse. She seemed so useless that she couldn't do these jobs well.

"Mia, you've done a good job. No waiter can do better than you." MEG looked at abemia, smiling and shaking his head, and said, "but if you are allowed to do everything by yourself, you will be in a hurry. You can't even give a complete smile to the guests. It's like whirlwind in the restaurant. It's different from my original intention. You are too tired and the guests will feel uncomfortable."

"I know, boss." Abelmia nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more.

"What kind of little sister are we looking for?" Amy asked, looking at MEG curiously.

"It's better to find someone as capable as MIA." Meg said with a smile.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling raised her head and screamed, trying to attract Amy's attention. She seemed to feel that her status was going to decline again

Amy sleeps on the counter for a while. When it's almost time, MEG wakes her up and pushes her bike out. Amy grabs the back seat and climbs up. Looking back at the ugly duckling sitting at the door, she waves, "ugly duckling, come here."

"Meow ~ ~" the ugly duckling looks at the basket in front of the bicycle, shakes his head and resists.

"Come on, it's carsick. Let her stay at home." McGonagall looked back at the duckling and said with a smile. He got into the car from the front and said, "are you seated?"

"Mm-hmm, take off!" Amy nodded happily, opened her little hand and cried happily.

McGonagall's mouth was smiling, his foot pushed hard, and the bike rushed out like an arrow.

After improving his physical fitness, McGonagall felt that every step of his foot was strong and powerful. He got up a lot faster in the morning, and he was able to keep running at this speed.

Such a windy two wheeled car, passing at such a fast speed, the rate of turning back is still exploding.

"Is this the latest magic of flying close to the ground?"

"Probably. It looks cool with wheels."

Passers-by looking at this scene, the analysis of the road is up.

"More than one carriage!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"My father is so wonderful

Amy opened her hands happily and cried. She was not afraid of such a fast speed. On the contrary, she was very excited and wanted MEG to be faster.

The bike stopped at the school gate. Before MEG spoke, Amy jumped off the bike neatly and looked at MEG shaking his head and said, "father, you don't have to go in. I can find the classroom myself. Goodbye."

"Well, goodbye. Learn magic." McGonagall nodded with a smile and told him that he had been running around the city of chaos since childhood. On the first day of class, he could run to other children to play, but he didn't have to worry about not finding a place for class.

"Well, I will." Amy waved and walked towards the school. When she passed the gate post, she said hello to the old man and the orc: "Hello, Grandpa radish and uncle red turtle."

Left just raised their hands, two people smile stiff, a face messy standing there.

McGonagall hid his face. This little guy really didn't miss the chance to give others a nickname.

But McGonagall took a look at the old man who was dressed in a white beater and had almost lost his hair. There was only the wrong old man in the middle, and the orc who was standing by with short dark red hair and a black shield like a tortoise shell in his hand?

"Grandfather radish?"

"Uncle red turtle?"

Two people at the door looked at each other, the expression also became strange.