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

It was a little girl in a grey Linen Skirt. She was about five or six years old, half a head taller than Amy. The skirt seemed to have been changed with an adult's skirt. There were many mending places on it. Her hair could only reach her ears, but her small face was clean. Her bright black eyes seemed to be able to see the reflection of good and evil.

The little girl's mouth was wide open, and Amy's eyes were full of joy. She flipped over the back of the bench and ran to this side.

"Jessica!" Amy also cried happily, running towards her with short legs.

The little girl came running with her hands open, but when she got to Amy's first two steps, she stopped, took back her hands, and looked at Amy's skirt with surprise.

"Jessica, why don't you hold me?" Amy asked, looking at Jessica unhappily.

"Because Amy is wearing a beautiful skirt today, I can't dirty your skirt." Jessica smiles and shakes her head, revealing a tooth with a small front tooth missing. Her eyes still stay on Amy's clothes. The expression on her face is really happy. Her eyes fall on the ugly duckling in Amy's arms, and her eyes become brighter. She is surprised and says, "and this kitten is yellow, too. It's so lovely!"

"It's not a kitten. It's an ugly duckling. In fact, it's a duckling. It hatches from an egg." Amy shook her head and said seriously.

"Really? But it doesn't look like a duck? " Jessica looked at the duckling a little tangled, but soon looked at Amy expectantly and asked, "can I hold him?"

"Meow!" The ugly duckling raised her little paw with a refusal expression on her face.

"Of course." Amy nodded, and then said, "ugly duckling, this is my good friend Jessica, you have to be good, or today's run will add five laps."

"Meow ~" the ugly duckling immediately counseled, rolled his eyes and let Jessica take it, with a look of lovelessness.

"Ah! It's lovely. It's great. " Jessica gently stroked the ugly duckling's cat and cried out happily.

"Amy!"

"Ai Xiaomi!"

Other children in the corridor also saw Amy and said hello to her one after another. Some of them came forward and looked at the ugly duckling in Jessica's arms curiously.

And Amy called out their nicknames one by one to say hello to them, and the expression on her small face was quite happy.

"The popularity of the little guy is quite good, but it seems that the habit of taking nicknames is not new at all." McGonagall could not help smiling. These children were from four or five to eight or nine years old, and their clothes were very shabby. They looked like they had seen Amy for the first time. The little girl named Jessica seemed to be full of spirituality, and she knew things very well, and she seemed to have the best relationship with Amy.

"Xiaomi said that you are all her good friends, so I asked my uncle to bring you delicious food. You haven't had dinner yet, have you? How about one for each? " MEG looked at the children and said with a smile.

"Good!" The children's eyes lit up, and they all fixed on the two bags MEG was carrying.

"Jessica, this is my father. He made a delicious stewed chicken rice for you." Amy leaned up to Jessica's ear and whispered, "and made one for your mother, too."

"Father... My lord?" Jessica looked up at McGonagall, clear eyes with a bit of envy, but her face soon showed a happy smile, nodded to Amy happily and said: "thank you, Amy, I know you are the best to me."

"Come here and eat. Sit on the chair." MEG went to the corridor with two big bags, put the bags down gently, and then took out a portion of the stewed chicken from the bags. Because some children were too small, he helped them line up on the chairs and open the lid.

"It smells good!"

"Gulu..."

The tempting smell of stewed chicken immediately filled the corridor, and the children's eyes suddenly brightened, and they couldn't help swallowing their saliva. However, looking at the tempting stewed chicken, they all hesitated and didn't dare to come forward.

"Eat, children. This is your dinner." MEG opened the lid of the last stewed chicken. There were three boxes left in the bag. There were only 19 children here.

Children, you look at me, I look at you, or no one came forward.

"If I miss this meal, I won't be able to eat such delicious food for a long time. The stewed chicken made by my father is really delicious." Emily took Jessica's little hand and went to a stewed chicken. She took the ugly duckling from her hand and looked at the crowd with a smile.

"It's delicious. Thank you, Amy's father. I'll try it first." Jessica's eyes lit up. She looked at MEG and said with a smile. She picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of chicken in her mouth and bit it. Her eyes lit up.

What a wonderful taste. She didn't know what words to use to describe it. She just thought it was delicious! She has never eaten anything so delicious since she was young.

"It's so... So delicious..." Jessica swallowed the chicken in her mouth, sucked her nose, forced her tears out of her eyes, and immediately put half of the meat on the chopsticks in her mouth.

"Don't cry, Jessica. Are you ok?" Amy quickly reached out to help her wipe her tears and asked with some worry.

"I'm... I'm ok, just... It's so delicious. I'm crying..." Jessica shook her head, picked up another piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. As she ate it, she burst into tears.

McGonagall smiles and shakes his head. The little girl is so cute, but this kind of evaluation is the best recognition and evaluation of a chef, and a sense of pride arises spontaneously.

The other children couldn't help looking at Jessica's delicious food. They hesitated for a moment. They also went to the stewed chicken one after another and picked up chopsticks to eat.

"Eat well!"

"Amy, your father is really wonderful!"

"It's delicious... Wuwu... I can't help it..."

Children's praise mixed with a few cries reverberated in the corridor, but the atmosphere was very warm and happy.

"Jessica, I'll tell you in a whisper that if you pour this soup on it, moon rice will be better." Amy whispered in Jessica's ear.

"There is a moon in this rice! How wonderful Jessica looked at the rice in the box and her eyes lit up again, which immediately caused the children's exclamation.

"Even if I do something good, it seems that I can't be in a better mood." McGonagall stood by and watched the children eating delicious food with a smile on their face. If there is no pressure to recover in the future, it seems to be a good choice to do good deeds.

"Why? Isn't that Mr. McGonagall? Why is he here? " Not far away, Luna, with a big cloth bag in her hand, stopped, looked at the direction of the corridor and said to herself with some doubts.