Outside the gate of Dorami Kindergarten.
A group of fathers who were not allowed to enter still lingered, unwilling to leave, wandering outside the gate.
Lin Weilin's nose twitched slightly, sniffing every hint of aroma wafting through the air, he exclaimed, "Hey, did you smell that? It's so fragrant, it must be the lunch prepared by Qingqing's dad!"
Beside him, Chenchen's dad from Class (3) — Zhou Zhichong, sniffed the air and couldn't help but nod in agreement when he heard this, "Yeah, yeah, I smelled it too. You know, it's really mind-boggling how it can waft over such a distance. Imagine how delicious it would be to have a bite..."
