Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

"The finishing touch?"

Xie Jianing couldn’t help but add.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Li burst into laughter, nodding repeatedly in agreement, "Yes, yes, it’s the finishing touch! Miss Xie, you really are knowledgeable, hitting the nail on the head with just a few words!"

Xie Jianing waved her hand with a smile and said modestly, "Aunt Li, don’t praise me like that, I was just speaking casually. Hurry up and bring me a bowl of tangyuan to satisfy my cravings."

"Alright, don’t worry, I’ll bring them over soon!"

Aunt Li said cheerfully, carrying several steaming bowls of tangyuan, placing them one by one at the window for the teachers to help themselves.

Xie Jianing couldn’t wait to grab a bowl, the enticing aroma alone making her think it’s even more tempting than those sold at the entrance of her residential area.

A gentle bite...

As expected, whether it was the chewy tangyuan wrapper or the rich flavorful filling, it far exceeded her previous expectations.

The tangyuan skin wrapped the filling perfectly, neither too sticky nor lacking in resilience, that unique chewy texture instantly awakened her taste buds.

With the teeth delving deeper...

The filling slowly flowed out, releasing a rich black sesame aroma with hints of sweetness.

Particularly noteworthy is the incorporation of fragrant lard in the filling, enhancing the overall taste, sweet yet not too overwhelming,

as she chews.

She can also feel the subtle gritty sensation brought by the sesame bits, contrasting with the soft tangyuan skin, creating an indescribable delicious experience...

"So delicious..."

Xie Jianing praised sincerely.

At this moment, the tangyuan that once symbolized her "white moonlight" had quietly shifted from her neighborhood’s small shop to the bowl in her hands.

After enjoying a small bowl of tangyuan and satisfying her taste buds’ desires, Xie Jianing suddenly remembered there were two teachers waiting in the class.

She quickly fetched two bowls of tangyuan, carefully placing them on a tray, intending to deliver them.

Though she had already eaten quite a bit in the kitchen, feeling slightly full, the enticing aroma on her way back to the classroom renewed her craving.

Turning her thoughts, she decided to pretend she hadn’t eaten yet once she got to the classroom, so she could taste them together with Yang Yu and the others.

Filled with thoughts of tangyuan, she entered the room, completely unaware of two extra parents in the classroom.

She delightedly remarked, "Today is the Yuan Xiao Festival, Chef Huang specially prepared tangyuan. Look at these white and plump ones, aren’t they particularly tempting?"

"Wow, such exquisite tangyuan..."

"These tangyuan are as white as jade, sprinkled with osmanthus, just looking at them makes one’s mouth water..."

The familiar voices made Xie Jianing pause momentarily, only then noticing that Li Xiuxian and Qu Qing, the two parents, were also present.

Uh...

She glanced down at the tangyuan on the tray, then lifted her eyes to see the parents’ gaze almost stuck to the tangyuan, suddenly feeling ominous, fearing that the tangyuan in her hands might not be "safe."

This foreboding wasn’t only haunting her mind; Yang Yuxi and Wang Wenxia felt the same way.

Silently cursing herself for not scanning the classroom thoroughly before entering to assess the "changing winds."

Oh dear!

Now it’s out!

The tangyuan are likely to become "shared!"

But she couldn’t deny that this darn sixth sense was really spot on...

Should such a situation occur on a regular day, they would politely invite the parents to taste, and often the parents would courteously decline. But with such tantalizing tangyuan before them, who could truly resist such temptation?

Moreover, these tangyuan were crafted by Huang Jun’s skilled hands, making them even harder to resist.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Qu Qing accepted the bowls with a joyful smile, immediately sharing them with Li Xiuxian.

Upon tasting, Qu Qing couldn’t help but repeatedly praise, "Qingqing’s father is so skilled, even making tangyuan, typically perceived as overwhelming, taste so delicious; sweet but not cloying, fragrant and delightful."

It wasn’t wasted that she delayed her entrance upon hearing Huang Jun in the garden calling "tangyuan time."

Beside her, Li Xiuxian nodded repeatedly, although maintaining a poised smile, she was inwardly thrilled, secretly believing that sometimes coming early isn’t as good as arriving at the right time; this was indeed the perfect moment.

Qu Qing diverted the conversation, asking Miss Yang, "Miss Yang, when are we organizing activities this term?"