Coming to the StarCraft to Be a Kindergarten Teacher: Perfect Transformation

Just then, the aroma of zongzi cooking in the cafeteria wafted into the classroom. The children couldn't sit still after smelling the aroma. Seeing these eager little ones, I waved them off and told them to wash their hands and get ready to happily enjoy the delicious zongzi!

After washing their hands, the children were all excited, their eyes filled with longing for the restaurant's delicious food. Despite this, they didn't mess around. Instead, they resisted their urges and lined up in front of me in an orderly manner. Looking at these adorable and sensible little ones, I felt a surge of pride.

Just as the children were washing their hands, Auntie Ola sent me a message, letting me know they'd need another five minutes to prepare. To help them pass the time and better enjoy the upcoming feast, I decided to share some tips on eating zongzi. After all, zongzi are made with glutinous rice, and eating too much can cause indigestion and other problems. Therefore, moderation is key!

Just as I was racking my brains for what to say next, Auntie Aura sent a message saying it was time to go. I immediately took the children to the restaurant. Once there, the children found their seats. Then, Aura and the doorman, Abel, came out with a food cart and began distributing rice dumplings, red eggs, and a few cloves of boiled garlic to the children.

I looked at the red egg on the plate and found that Maggie was poking it gently with her hand and asked curiously: "Teacher, is this egg bad? Why is it red?" Hearing her question, the other children also gathered around with puzzled expressions.

So I explained to them in detail why we eat red eggs during the Dragon Boat Festival: "In our ancient Chinese culture, red has always been regarded as a symbol of joy, auspiciousness, and luck, while eggs represent life, prosperity, and wealth. Therefore, red eggs not only carry the beautiful meaning of joy and auspiciousness, but also express people's eager anticipation and unremitting pursuit of a happy life. In many important and significant festivals and celebrations, red eggs play a highly symbolic role as a food, which means happiness and reunion. Especially during special festivals such as the Spring Festival and the Lantern Festival, red eggs have become an indispensable part of classic traditional cuisine!

During the Dragon Boat Festival, family elders boil eggs and dye them a vibrant red. Skillful housewives also carefully weave beautiful egg bags with wool, place the red eggs inside, and hang them on the chests of children. This custom isn't just for looks or decoration; it embodies the adults' deepest hopes: they sincerely hope their children will grow up safely and healthily.

So, my dear little ones! This vibrant, juicy, round, and smooth red egg holds our deepest blessings! I hope that after savoring this red egg, you will all grow up peacefully and healthily. Upon hearing my words, the children put down their eagerly savored rice dumplings and turned their gaze to the red eggs, each imbued with special meaning. With their delicate hands, they gently peeled the shells, as if opening a precious gift, cautiously afraid to spoil the beauty within. When the fresh yolk appeared before them, their eyes sparkled with surprise and satisfaction. They slowly placed the egg in their mouths, savoring this unique blessing and love. Each bite was cherished, as if savoring the taste of happiness.

"We've finished the eggs, so we can finally eat the rice dumplings! Mmm, these are meat dumplings, and they're so delicious! They really are the best thing in the world!" Bailey mumbled contentedly as she bit into her rice dumpling. "No, no, sweet dumplings are the best, okay? Especially the ones with candied dates!" Lele, who was standing nearby, immediately retorted when she heard Bailey say that meat dumplings were the best. Seeing Lele now express his opinions so boldly and confidently, I felt very relieved and happy.

Bailey was obviously not happy to hear someone disagree with her opinion, so she turned to Maggie and asked, "Maggie, which kind of zongzi do you think is more delicious?" Maggie swallowed the zongzi in her mouth and answered without hesitation, "Of course the sweet one!"

Belle didn't give up after not getting the answer she wanted. She continued to ask Carl, "What about you, Carl? Do you think sweet or salty rice dumplings are better?" Carl raised his head and whispered timidly, "Salty... salty rice dumplings, the ones with meat are better..."

Finally, Bailey turned her gaze to Vaughn and asked, "Vaughn, can you tell me something too?" "Sweet ones are delicious." Vaughn gave his answer without even thinking.

"See, more people still like sweet rice dumplings. This is enough to prove that sweet rice dumplings are more delicious!" Lele's voice was deafening, as if he wanted to announce this conclusion to the whole world.

Bailey was clearly unconvinced. She retorted, "The people I just asked all said they liked sweet rice dumplings, but there are many people who haven't been asked. They definitely prefer salty ones! Yuhan, do you prefer sweet or salty?"

Hearing someone calling his name, Yu Han slowly raised his head and replied calmly, "Both sweet and salty rice dumplings are delicious." After saying that, he chuckled twice and lowered his head to concentrate on eating the rice dumplings.

Seeing that Bailey seemed to want to pull Yaheng's hand, I made a quick decision, immediately put aside my thoughts of watching the fun, and stopped her without hesitation. You know, if I interrupted Yaheng now, it would not only be a simple argument about sweet and salty rice dumplings, but it might also cause a bigger storm!

"Beili, if you don't eat your zongzi now, it's going to get completely cold! Once it gets cold, the texture and flavor will be greatly reduced. It won't be as delicious as when it was fresh out of the pot." After hearing this, Beili sat down quickly as if under a spell and began to fight fiercely with the zongzi in her hand. As expected, for Beili, it seemed that only food had such a huge appeal, allowing her to temporarily put aside other things and devote herself to the process of enjoying food.

Seeing the children quietly nibbling on their zongzi, Lotta, Daphne, Ola, Adam, and I joined in. "I like sweet zongzi," Lotta said with a smile, taking a gentle bite. The sweet aroma of the zongzi filled the air, making everyone salivate.

"I prefer salty rice dumplings!" Adam continued, "The meat and glutinous rice inside are mixed together, and every bite is full of satisfaction." He showed an intoxicated expression while chewing the delicious food in his mouth.

"I like it..." Daphne was about to express her preference, but I interrupted her hastily: "Eat quickly! Wait until the kids are done." I knew if I let Daphne continue, it would probably spark another debate about sweet versus salty rice dumplings. While interrupting someone might be rude, I really didn't want to go through that argument again.

Meanwhile, the camera was busy capturing the children's joyful moments as they enjoyed the delicious food. Each child's face was filled with happy smiles as they savored the unique flavors of this traditional festival. In this warm atmosphere, everyone shared in the joy.