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Chapter 63 Father's Love

4:20 PM.

Outside Qiming Bilingual Kindergarten, a long line of private cars waiting to pick up children formed.

"Squeak—"

Lin Chen and Wang Hai rode their tricycles and stopped in the marked area on the side of the road.

"Brother Chen, the timing was perfect today."

Wang Hai took off his car keys and patted the dust off his trousers.

"Okay, let's go."

Lin Chen got out of the passenger seat and walked towards the kindergarten's reception area.

At 4:30, the school bell rang on time.

The iron gate opened, and the children from Class 3 walked out under the guidance of Teacher Liu.

Lin Chen's gaze passed through the crowd and landed on his daughter.

Tangtang, carrying her little backpack and a pink insulated lunch bag, was obediently following the line.

Unlike the usual scene where children disperse after being picked up, the drop-off area for Class 3 was rather crowded today.

Several parents, after picking up their children, did not leave but stood next to Teacher Liu, glancing into the group of parents from time to time.

"Daddy!"

Tangtang spotted Lin Chen at a glance, her big eyes lit up instantly, and she ran over with her short legs.

Lin Chen bent down, put his hands under his daughter's armpits, and picked her up steadily.

"Did you have fun at kindergarten today?"

Lin Chen asked gently.

"happy!"

Tangtang hugged Lin Chen's neck and happily shook the lunch bag in her hand, "Daddy, the little flowers you made this morning, Xiaomeng and Haohao both said they were super delicious!"

I gave them all!

Wang Hai, who was following behind, chuckled and stepped forward: "Tangtang, weren't you super proud at kindergarten today?"

"Yes! Uncle Fatty, everyone says my dad is the best chef in the world!"

Tangtang looked proud. Lin Chen, holding his daughter, walked up to Teacher Liu and nodded slightly: "Teacher Liu, thank you for your hard work."

"Mr. Lin, you're too kind."

Teacher Liu replied with a smile.

She glanced at Lin Chen, then at the parents who were already getting impatient, and cleared her throat.

"Mr. Lin, please wait a moment."

Teacher Liu began, "These are the mothers of Hao Hao and Xiao Meng from our class. They've been waiting here specifically to discuss something with you."

Lin Chen turned his head, looked at the parents, and asked calmly, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Hao Hao's mom and Xiao Meng's mom exchanged a glance, and Xiao Meng's mom took a small step forward first.

"Um... Tangtang's dad, hello."

Xiao Meng's mother looked at Lin Chen and said, "It's like this, the kindergarten is having a lunchbox sharing day today at noon."

After eating the "Four Happiness Steamed Dumplings" you made yourself, my little Meng and Hao Hao refused to eat the lunch we specially ordered from a high-end restaurant.

"The children started making a fuss as soon as they came out, insisting on eating the little flower-shaped pastries you made."

Hao Hao's mother quickly added, "We just heard from Teacher Liu that those steamed dumplings were made by hand at home this morning."

So we've been waiting patiently, even if it's a bit shameless, just to ask you...

Hao Hao's mother directly stated her purpose: "Could you also make some of those four-happiness steamed dumplings for my child?"

Rest assured, price is absolutely not a problem!

"Whatever your usual selling price, we'll pay double, no, triple!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xiaomeng's mother chimed in, "As long as the child likes it, you can name your price."

We can come to your house to pick it up every day!

The other parents nodded in agreement, their eyes fixed intently on Lin Chen.

In their eyes, the person who can make such amazing pastries must be a master chef with excellent culinary skills.

Since they make a living with their skills, as long as the money is right, it's just a matter of making a few extra bento boxes for the kids to enjoy.

Hearing these parents' words, Wang Hai, who was standing behind Lin Chen, was stunned.

He glanced at the expensive food boxes the parents were carrying, then looked at Lin Chen, and was secretly surprised.

The few steamed dumplings that Brother Chen casually made for Tangtang this morning actually won over all these rich kids who were used to eating at five-star restaurants?

Even parents are blocking the kindergarten gates, offering high prices to buy it?

Teacher Liu stood aside, watching the scene with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Mr. Lin."

Teacher Liu stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Hao Hao's mother and the others are just trying to appease their children because they are usually picky eaters. Today they finally found something they liked to eat, so they had no choice but to give it to them."

"If you usually take orders from private chefs, or if you have some free time in the morning..."

"Feel sorry."

Lin Chen interrupted Teacher Liu calmly before she could finish speaking.

His gaze swept over Hao Hao's mother and Xiao Meng's mother, but his face showed no emotional fluctuation despite the high price offered.

I don't take private jobs.

Lin Chen refused.

Several parents were stunned.

"Why, Sugar's dad?"

Hao Hao's mother got anxious, "Is it because the price we offered wasn't high enough?"

Please feel free to ask; we really have plenty of money!

"It has nothing to do with money."

Lin Chen looked at them, his voice not loud, but unusually calm.

He held Tangtang steadily in his arms with one hand, and gently patted the pink lunch bag hanging on his daughter's wrist with the other.

"I do set up a stall in the square every afternoon to do business."

As long as I set up my stall, it's business; I earn money from everyone's hard work.

Lin Chen looked at the parents in front of him: "But the time I spend at home in the morning is the time I spend with my daughter."

This bento box is simply a lunch I, as a father, made for my daughter.

Lin Chen's gaze met that of Teacher Liu and the other parents.

"Setting up a stall is a business, cooking for the kids is life."

Lin Chen concluded, "I don't want to turn my heartfelt act of cooking for my daughter into a transaction with a price tag."

My energy is limited, so I'm sorry, I'm not selling.

Hao Hao's mom and Xiao Meng's mom opened their mouths, ready to continue spending money, but the words were stuck in their throats, and they couldn't say a word.

Looking at Lin Chen's tall and straight figure holding his daughter, they suddenly realized that their earlier attempt to throw money at the market with double or triple the price seemed extremely presumptuous.

They clearly distinguish between making money and living life.

The lunch I made for my daughter wasn't a commodity to be traded.

Standing to the side, Teacher Liu was stunned after hearing Lin Chen's words.

She looked at Lin Chen quietly.

This single father was dressed plainly and even drove a dilapidated tricycle.

But the pure love he showed for his daughter is truly admirable.

"Mr. Lin..."

Teacher Liu took a deep breath, her eyes filled with solemn respect as she looked at Lin Chen. "I understand."

You are a truly remarkable father.

Lin Chen nodded slightly without saying anything more.

Although Hao Hao's mom and Xiao Meng's mom still felt regretful that they couldn't buy the "little flowers" that their children had been longing for, they could only give up in the face of Lin Chen's answer.

"Dad, we were being presumptuous."

Xiaomeng's mother sighed, her tone becoming very respectful, "You're right, the thought of cooking for your child is something money can't buy."

Sorry to bother you.

"It's okay. We're all doing this for the children."

Lin Chen replied calmly.

"Goodbye Xiaomeng, goodbye Haohao."

Tangtang perched on Lin Chen's shoulder and waved to the other children who were watching her longingly.

"See you tomorrow, Tangtang..."

Xiao Meng and Hao Hao waved goodbye with a pitiful look on their faces.

"Teacher Liu, we're leaving now."

After greeting everyone, Lin Chen turned and walked towards the tricycle.

Wang Hai followed beside him, his mind still replaying Lin Chen's words, "Setting up a stall is business, cooking is life." His admiration for Lin Chen had reached its peak.

Walking to the tricycle, Lin Chen put Tangtang in the passenger seat and climbed on himself.

"Brother Chen, that's amazing!"

Wang Hai climbed into the driver's seat, gripped the handlebars, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Back already?"

"Um."

Lin Chen glanced at his watch; it was almost five o'clock. "Let's go back to our rented apartment to get the ingredients and get ready to set up our stall at the Yintai Plaza."

"Alright! Time to go home and do manual labor, or set up a stall and make some money!"

Wang Hai turned on the ignition, and the tricycle started smoothly, driving away from the kindergarten gate.

Lin Chen sat in the passenger seat, looking ahead.