Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

At that moment...

The sweetness, softness, and richness of the Laba porridge blossomed brilliantly on her tongue, offering her taste buds an unprecedented ultimate enjoyment.

The warmth of the porridge slowly slid down her throat, warming not only her entire body but also her heart.

She closed her eyes, a blissful expression of intoxication blooming on her face, and sincerely praised: "This porridge is simply perfect! Even more aromatic than meat! Each grain of rice is simmered to perfection, incredibly soft and glutinous; each bean cooked thoroughly and flavorful, the porridge rich in aroma. I’ve eaten Laba porridge for so many years, but today I finally got to experience a high-quality version of it!"

Aunt Lin nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying: "Yes, after making Laba porridge for so many years, I always just threw all the ingredients into the pot and cooked them roughly. But today, I witnessed Chef Huang carefully considering the unique properties of each ingredient and cooking them at the most suitable time. This meticulousness and attention to detail are why the porridge tastes so rich; this is truly the best Laba porridge I’ve ever tasted!"

"Ah, I’ve been cooking Laba porridge for so many years, and only today do I realize that I’ve been doing it wrong in the past. I’m glad I learned the real trick today," Aunt Li also echoed with deep emotion, scooping another spoonful to savor.

Her gaze inadvertently flitted past Qian Guoxiang, catching a hint of an unusual emotion.

At first, she thought it was an illusion, but turning to look more closely...

Indeed!

Qian Guoxiang’s eyes were indeed slightly red, moist.

So.

This assistant chef Qian, could it be that he was deeply touched by the bowl of porridge in front of him, his expression moved?

It’s not surprising she would think this way, mainly because Qian Guoxiang has had similar "emotional moments."

Remembering last time when tasting Chef Huang’s "pork rice," he too revealed similar emotional waves.

Thus, she couldn’t help but inquire with concern, "Assistant Chef Qian, are you alright?"

Aunt Lin took the opportunity to tease, "Assistant Chef Qian, were you so moved by the food again that you almost lost your composure?"

Qian Guoxiang came to his senses, responding with a warm smile: "You’re absolutely right, every time I taste Chef Huang’s dishes, I have many feelings in my heart. This time, the Laba porridge especially made me think of my late mother; her flavors seem hidden in this bowl of porridge, filling me with longing for her and that warm affection. This feeling is truly precious."

Aunt Li’s eyes flashed with tenderness: "Assistant Chef Qian, if your mother had a spirit in heaven, seeing you miss her so much would certainly comfort her. This Laba porridge is like the taste of home; no matter where we go, this flavor keeps us closely connected."

Aunt Lin’s voice carried a hint of choking: "Yes, Chef Huang’s craftsmanship reminds us all of our own family members. This porridge is not just a bowl of food; it’s more like an emotional bridge, connecting us with past beautiful memories..."

"Oh dear!"

Chu Qiweng said with a hint of lament: "Look, Laba is followed by the New Year, such a festive time, why is everyone so sentimental? It’s making my heart feel a bit uneasy too."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Aunt Lin quickly chimed in: "We should be happy! Laba has arrived; the Spring Festival is just around the corner. This Laba porridge signifies the beginning of the New Year, new hope, and new beginnings. We should happily embrace it!"

"Enough of this talk."

Aunt Li interrupted the conversation, saying: "Let’s enjoy the porridge first, only after eating can we have the strength to work. The nursery teacher will come to take the porridge later, and then we’ll have to bring the porridge to the school gate for the parents to taste."

After saying this, she accelerated her eating pace.

Once the two of them finished eating, the nursery teachers came in one after another to pick up the porridge.

"Hmm, the fragrance of this Laba porridge is truly intoxicating, smelling it makes my mood joyous."

Wang Wenxia took a deep breath, feeling her whole body and mind relaxed, and then turned with anticipation to Aunt Li and Aunt Lin, inquiring, "Aunt Li, Aunt Lin, is our Laba porridge ready?"

"It’s already simmered, we’ll be bringing it out on the meal cart shortly."

With that, Aunt Lin and Aunt Li together began carrying out the containers of porridge prepared by Huang Jun.

Wang Wenxia and the others knew that Aunt Li and Aunt Lin must have sneaked some Laba porridge before they arrived, which is why they hadn’t prepared the porridge in time.

Yet, everyone was aware, and no one pointed it out, simply sharing a knowing smile.

Wang Wenxia watched as Aunt Li brought out the Laba porridge, she approached and glanced at the steaming, aromatic buckets of porridge, her eyes lighting up instantly: "This Laba porridge is simmered so well! Thick and rich, with plenty of ingredients making it look so nutritious; the children will surely enjoy it!"

"Oh, absolutely!"

Wu Meijuan also laughed and said, "As long as Chef Huang is involved, the children always eat with enthusiasm, praising the deliciousness endlessly."

"Indeed! To my knowledge, these little ones have never complained about any dish Chef Huang has made..."

Wang Wenxia’s eyes shone with admiration for Huang Jun’s culinary skills.

Then, she and the other nursery teachers together, slowly pushed the meal cart loaded with Laba porridge out of the kitchen, heading towards the teaching building.

Upon arrival, they each held up the heavy containers, joyfully heading toward their respective classrooms.