Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

"Of course there is!"

Qingqing nodded vigorously and proudly said, "I helped the teacher organize the picture books, tidy up the toys, and even wiped the teaching desk!"

Weiwei hurriedly added, "Daddy, I did the same!"

Xie Jianing pretended to be jealous and hummed, "Oh dear, look at you two little ones, as soon as you see Daddy, you’ve completely forgotten about me, the teacher. Aren’t you afraid of the teacher falling off this high desk anymore?"

Seeing her slightly jealous yet cute expression, Huang Jun couldn’t help but smile and softly said, "How could that be? Qingqing and Weiwei always have a place for you in their hearts; it’s just that they haven’t seen Daddy for a while and are a bit excited. You see how well they listen to you at school and how much they like you, don’t you?"

Qingqing and Weiwei nodded their little heads in agreement.

"That’s true!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Jianing nodded gently, then shifted the conversation, "Qingqing’s Dad, is lunch ready?"

With a smile, Huang Jun nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it’s all done. You can eat first and then continue with your tasks."

After all, there’s still the task of a campus-wide cleaning waiting for everyone in the afternoon, and there’s plenty of time, so no need to rush right now.

With Huang Jun’s confirmation, Xie Jianing promptly put down the cloth in her hand, leaped gracefully off the desk, and headed straight to the restroom to wash her hands.

Meanwhile, Yang Yuxi was also about to head over to wash her hands. She remembered that Qingqing and Weiwei had also been involved in labor just now, and their little hands must not be very clean, so she came up with an idea to invite them along.

So...

She beamed at Qingqing and Weiwei, waving and gently saying, "Qingqing, Weiwei, come here, the teacher will take you to wash your hands."

"Okay, we’re coming!"

Huang Jun cast a look of appreciation at Yang Yuxi’s thoughtfulness, softly urging the two little ones to go over, "Qingqing, Weiwei, Miss Yang is calling you, hurry along..."

"Daddy, wait for us a bit, we’ll be back soon!"

The two little ones reluctantly said, then followed Yang Yuxi towards the restroom.

In no time...

Qingqing and Weiwei, with freshly washed hands, joyfully returned to Huang Jun’s side, held his big hand, and walked out of the classroom together, heading towards the kitchen.

Xie Jianing and the other two teachers followed close behind.

At this moment, Xie Jianing called out as she walked towards the teaching building, "Time to eat, everyone come down for lunch!"

After shouting, she couldn’t resist asking Huang Jun curiously, "Qingqing’s Dad, what delicious food have you made for us today?"

Huang Jun replied lightly, "Fried rice and seaweed soup!"

"Oh!"

Xie Jianing’s reaction was calm.

Anyway, no matter what the dishes are, as long as Huang Jun made them, they’re bound to be delicious.

Trust is the main ingredient!

"I really want to see what Qingqing’s Daddy’s fried rice looks like right away; it must be full of color, aroma, and flavor..."

As she spoke, Xie Jianing couldn’t contain her inner excitement, leaving the group behind, she quickened her pace, heading directly towards the kitchen doorway.

"Daddy, let’s hurry up and catch up! Otherwise, Miss Xie might eat up all the food..."

Seeing Xie Jianing was almost at the kitchen door, Weiwei anxiously tugged Huang Jun to speed up, and Qingqing was also driven by this sense of urgency, jogging to keep up.

Yang Yuxi and Wang Wenxia lagged behind and couldn’t help but smile at each other, both feeling that Xie Jianing’s occasional childishness was even more naive than real children!

Throughout the teaching building, whether in the lower, middle, or senior classes, when the teachers heard Xie Jianing’s crisp call, they all coincidentally put down their tasks and went to the wash basin to clean their hands.

Just as Xie Jianing and her group were getting their meals in the dining area, the others followed in promptly.

Today, due to the strong wind outside, the kitchen door remained tightly shut, and the fresh and elegant fragrance of fried rice and seaweed soup could only be faintly captured from the crack of the door.

But once you stepped into the kitchen, the aroma instantly became rich and intoxicating, tantalizing everyone’s taste buds, irresistible.

However...

When everyone found out that the lunch was fried rice paired with seaweed soup, it was slightly different from the extra meal they were hoping for, and a subtle ripple of disappointment spread within them.

But that slight tinge of disappointment dissipated like morning mist in the sun the moment they gazed at the stainless steel trays filled with fried rice, replaced by utter amazement.

Just a glance, and the fried rice appeared like a masterpiece in front of them, every grain of rice crystal clear, glistening with a golden hue, a unique charm created by the perfect fusion of egg and rice, plus the garnish of scallions, carrot bits, and ham slices, it was visually delightful and inviting.

The aroma was fresh and understated, wafting lightly through the air without any greasy undertone, and just from this scent alone, it was evident that this was a rare gourmet delicacy.

"Wow, this fried rice looks absolutely stunning!"

"Yeah, yeah, the appearance is a feast for the eyes and nose! At first glance, you’d think it came from a high-end restaurant!"

"This fried rice, even the golden fried rice on TV has to bow down..."

"I can’t wait to taste this fried rice; it must be extremely delicious!"