Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

"..."

Only after finishing the meal and sitting down did everyone gradually quiet down, fully immersed in the deliciousness of the fried rice, their faces showing a common expression of rapture, as if they were floating in a dreamy cloud.

At the same time, they felt deeply ashamed for having had a moment of disappointment about the fried rice before.

"Wow, this fried rice is so good!"

"Mm-mm-mm, it’s absolutely delicious, much better than any fried rice I’ve ever had before, definitely the best fried rice I’ve ever eaten in my life, without a doubt."

"I don’t help old ladies cross the street, but I’m a fan of Chef Huang’s skills; this fried rice is too fragrant and delicious!"

"Yes! It’s so delicious, I’ll have another half bowl later! No! I’ll have a full bowl!"

"It’s really very delicious, I’ll have another bowl later too!"

"..."

The teachers praised the fried rice while eating, increasingly feeling that being able to work at Dorami Kindergarten was indeed a great blessing.

Not only could they work and earn money, but they could also enjoy the delicious meals made by Huang Jun during work.

It’s truly a win-win situation!

However...

Thinking that after today, they’d have to wait until next year’s school reopening to taste the delicacies carefully prepared by Huang Jun again, suddenly made the upcoming holiday seem unappealing...

Sigh!

Why can’t holidays and gourmet food be enjoyed simultaneously?

This subtle regret quietly transformed into motivation at the dining table, and everyone let go of their restraints and enjoyed themselves to the fullest, as if trying to make up for the regret of not being able to eat this during the entire winter holiday with this meal.

"Burp~"

After the meal, in a corner of the canteen, the soft yet satisfied sound of belching echoed.

Everyone’s face was glowing with satisfaction, their stomachs full and content, yet they didn’t rush to leave. Instead, they chose to stay in the canteen’s relaxation area, enjoying the easy conversations while aiding the digestion of their food.

Only when the feeling of fullness in their stomachs subsided slightly did they stand up one by one, returning to the classroom to continue the cleaning tasks that were yet unfinished.

Before leaving, Xie Jianing tried to get Qingqing and Weiwei to return to the classroom with her, but the two little ones had their dad by their side and naturally weren’t willing to go with her.

Seeing this.

Xie Jianing could only, with a touch of helplessness, follow the other teachers back to the classroom to continue cleaning.

As for the kitchen cleaning task, due to having Aunt Li and Aunt Lin as capable assistants, Huang Jun didn’t need to help.

With more time to rest, he took Qingqing and Weiwei to the playground area.

The two little ones were having a blast on the slide when, suddenly remembering something, they whispered to each other for a moment...

Then, without hesitation, they turned around, took swift steps, and ran towards the teaching building.

Seeing this, Huang Jun was slightly stunned.

Then he shouted at their gradually disappearing little figures, "Qingqing, Weiwei, where are you two running off to?"

He wasn’t really worried about any danger at the kindergarten, just afraid they might get lost running around.

"Daddy, my sister and I are going to the classroom to get our little backpacks."

Qingqing turned back and responded crisply before impatiently continuing to run.

Before long...

The two little figures, clutching their backpacks, happily ran back.

Huang Jun was about to say that the backpacks in the classroom wouldn’t run away, so why go and get them, when he saw them each take out something from their bags and, like presenting treasures, handed them to him: "Daddy, this is for you~"

In Qingqing’s hand was a simple black electronic watch, while in Weiwei’s hand was a cool pair of black sunglasses.

From the style alone, it was obvious these were designed for boys.

"Are these your rewards?" Huang Jun asked curiously.

Qingqing and Weiwei answered in unison, "Daddy, these are the gifts we exchanged with little red flowers."

"Why didn’t you exchange some toys for yourselves then?"

"We already have a lot of toys at home!"

The meaning of these little ones was clear; they already had many toys and didn’t need more.

Thinking about how they had worked diligently throughout the semester, using the little red flowers they’d earned to exchange for gifts to give him instead of toys for themselves, a warm feeling surged in Huang Jun’s heart.

With daughters like these, what more can a father ask for!