The children in this class are not very old, and the teacher's paintings are also meticulous.

Yaoyao squeezed over with the little girl, and Zhou Huilan also followed to see it, relying on her height advantage.

The brush soaked in paint paints grapes on the rice paper, which is really lifelike.

After the fan painting was over, the children returned to their places to paint, Yaoyao had nothing, could only stand next to the little girl and watch, just when she was a little embarrassed, the little girl took a brush and handed it to Yaoyao.

So the two of them worked together on the rice paper that the girl had spread out and drew them decently.

The atmosphere of the Chinese painting class, Zhou Huilan likes it very much.

Yaoyao also liked it very much, and after class, she took the piece of rice paper that the little girl gave her, and showed it to Zhou Huilan as if she were offering a treasure, "Mom, look, I drew a bunch of grapes!" ”

Zhou Huilan took it and looked at it, it was really a bunch, and the round green grapes were neatly arranged in the shape of an inverted triangle, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"That's really good, does Yaoyao like this Chinese painting class?"

Yaoyao nodded, "I like, I also met a new friend, her name is Zhang Mengyuan!" As he spoke, he gestured to the little girl who was packing up her drawing tools.

Just when Zhang Mengyuan looked up, she saw Yaoyao greeting her, and she also smiled sweetly.

Zhou Huilan went to ask the teacher of the Chinese painting class, and the teacher said that the registration should go to the admissions office to pay the fee, so Zhou Huilan said goodbye to the teacher and took Yaoyao to the admissions office.

The Chinese painting class is 10 yuan a class, and now there are classes every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday during the summer vacation.

Zhou Huilan happily paid the tuition fee of 120 yuan a month, but Yaoyao pointed to the practice uniform behind the teacher and grabbed Zhou Huilan, "Mom, can't you take dance classes after taking Chinese painting classes?" ”

Zhou Huilan was stunned for a moment, "Of course not, but the dance teacher is so fierce, does Yaoyao still want to take dance lessons?" ”

Yaoyao hesitated for a moment, and before she could answer, the admissions teacher explained, "Our dance teacher is the champion of the city dance competition, and people with great skills will inevitably be more strict, but most parents still trust this teacher very much." ”

"Mom, I'd like to try a dance class, okay?" Yaoyao said, her eyes unconsciously glancing at the practice uniform behind the teacher.

Zhou Huilan understands what her daughter is thinking, but her current economic conditions allow her daughter to try like this, and there is really no need to dampen her daughter's interest.

"Teacher, can the dance class be staggered with the Chinese painting class?"

"Dance classes are the special classes of our activity center, there are classes every day, but the teachers in the classes are different, if you learn dance, you can only go to another class every Monday, Wednesday and Friday."

Avoiding this big-hearted dance teacher, Zhou Huilan felt better.

"But the dance class is 15 yuan a class, 180 yuan a month, and the dance class has a unified practice uniform, this dress is sold here, it is 35 yuan a set, including practice clothes, tights and dance shoes, you can also go to the outside sports store to buy."

The thin material is obviously not worth the price.

But since the school is sold, as a freshman, Zhou Huilan still decisively paid for it, she didn't want her daughter to be targeted by the teacher again because of such a trivial matter.

Seeing that Zhou Huilan was so refreshing, the teacher began to sell other courses, but the family had already signed up for piano lessons, and there were Chinese painting and dance classes here, and there was hardly a complete day of leisure in a week, Zhou Huilan felt that this level was enough, so she refused the teacher.

Because today is Tuesday, I just took a Chinese painting class, and I will come over tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock to have a dance class.

When she got home, Zhou Huilan passed all the newly bought practice clothes and hung them up in the washing machine, Yaoyao couldn't wait under the clothes pole, and she couldn't wait to wear them on her body when she was so wet.

It was about the third day that the leaflet was distributed, and at noon that day, two female nurses came to the shop on bicycles.

The nurse entered the store and hurriedly glanced at the menu on the wall, then ran to the cashier to order, "I want a winter melon pork rib soup, this coriander fried pigeon, is it coriander fried with pigeons?" ”

Li Man nodded as he remembered, "Yes." ”

"Is the dish fast?" The female nurse was a little hesitant, her eyes kept scanning the menu, but finally she sighed, "I want a coriander pigeon, can you pack it?" Is the bag sturdy or not? ”

Li Man was directly asked.

Although there are plastic bags in the store, they are quite sturdy, but they are all used to fill leftovers for customers, and there are usually not many of them.

"Do you want to make the food and take it away?"

The nurse nodded, "If I can pack it like this, I'll do it for one or two...... I'll do the math, I want six servings of winter melon pork rib soup to pack! ”

"Then I'll have to ask the back kitchen to see if I can pack it like this, you sit down first, and I'll report what you eat here to the back kitchen first."

The two nurses sat down.

Li Man went to the back kitchen to explain the situation, and Zhou Huilan followed Li Man to the front while letting Sister Cui prepare the dishes.

Seeing the little nurse sitting in front of him, Li Man immediately had a happy face, "It turned out to be you!" ”

It was the little nurse who helped her sell insulated lunches in the gastroenterology department of the central hospital before!

"It's really you, I'm afraid it's not!" The little nurse Liu Na was also very happy, after all, she was an old acquaintance.

After a brief reminiscence, Zhou Huilan asked the little nurse what she was doing when she bought so many servings of winter melon pork rib soup and packed them.

As soon as Liu Na heard this, she immediately slapped the table, "What else do you say!" You raised the mouths of the people in our department so tricky, and you can't walk away with a row of butts, but you can think about how I have lived all day for more than half a year! ”

Although this is not good, it is indeed boasting about himself.

Zhou Huilan smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's not that people go to high places, and I can't sell boxed lunches for a lifetime!" ”

Liu Na simply complained, and she didn't really have an opinion on Zhou Huilan.

The two of them talked a few more words, and Liu Na talked about packing the six copies, all of which were asked by colleagues in the department to help bring them, because the hospital couldn't do without people at noon, and the two of them finally ran out of the shift, so they naturally had to help their colleagues.

"Packing can be possible, but there is no professional thing, and if you ride back so far, you are afraid of spilling."

"Huh? Can't you bring it......" Liu Na's disappointment was immediately written on her face.

Zhou Huilan thought about the takeaway that would prevail in later generations, "I'll try it, if I spill it, I will come back and tell me, and I will return the money to you." "Liu Na is a regular customer, and she believes in the character of the other party.

As she was talking, Sister Cui brought up the winter melon pork rib soup, and the fragrance on her face made Liu Na's index finger move, and Zhou Huilan also took the opportunity to say goodbye, and hurriedly went back to fry the coriander pigeon.

(End of chapter)