Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

So...

There’s no need to worry too much about winning or losing at the moment. Relaxing and enjoying the process is what matters most.

When they started the ping pong blowing game again...

The nearby parents also brought their children to join the challenge. Before long, the classroom became lively, with more and more people.

The "ping pong blowing" game can accommodate ten families at a time. Since each family has its own table, there’s no worry about any mix-up.

"I thought there would be fewer kids and parents in this class, but it turns out there are quite a few... maybe we should check out the other classes first..."

To get that tempting "family meal voucher," parents were racing against time to complete the tasks. Some parents walked to the entrance of Class (4) and saw it was already crowded with a long line waiting to play. After some quick thinking, they decided to complete other challenges in different classes first, just in case time ran short.

People came and went.

Just as Qingqing, with perseverance, successfully blew the ping pong balls into the cups one by one, winning cheers from everyone...

Wan Zhenhong’s family of three entered the bustling scene full of confidence.

However.

Their beautiful dreams shattered instantly.

Looking at the scene of parents holding kids while the children focused on blowing ping pong balls, Wan Zhenhong widened his eyes in disbelief: "What... what is this? Why are the kids blowing the ping pong balls, not the parents?!"

Thinking of his diligent practice of "ping pong blowing" at home, which was now useless, his face was filled with disappointment and frustration.

Ah!

This is truly a case of the best-laid plans going awry...

They say, "when God closes a door, He opens a window," but it seems the window closed just as it opened...

It’s like the universe is against him...

Liu Jinyan, also taken by surprise by the situation, helplessly cast a "your intel is off" glance at Wan Zhenhong.

What could Wan Zhenhong do?

All he could do was shrug innocently at Liu Jinyan, as if to say: "I’m a victim too..."

Liu Jinyan: "..."

What’s done is done!

They could only accept this fact~

Liu Jinyan knew now wasn’t the time to point fingers; the priority was to quickly integrate into the game and complete the challenge.

She resignedly said, "Oh well, let’s not waste time, let’s get started!"

"Okay, okay, I understand. I’ll go line up right away!"

Wan Zhenhong dared not delay, quickly nodding and then joining a nearby line.

"Wow, Qingqing, you’re amazing! You smoothly cleared the level, that’s incredible!" Niuniu excitedly approached, watching as Xie Jianing stamped the "challenge accomplished" mark on Qingqing’s playground map.

"My daddy is the best." Qingqing’s little voice was full of delight, with pride and joy radiating from her face: "He held me, cheered me on the whole time, and I gently blew, and the ping pong ball obediently jumped into the next cup, it was really easy!"

"Is it really that easy?"

Niuniu initially had some doubt, but after watching Huang Jun holding Weiwei, as Weiwei blew the ping pong ball over obstacles with ease, any skepticism vanished.

"Niuniu, it’s our turn! Come and blow the ping pong ball!" When it was Wan Zhenhong’s turn, he gently waved to Niuniu.

"Oh, okay, daddy, I’m coming..."

Niuniu responded, nodded at Wan Zhenhong, then waved goodbye to Qingqing: "Qingqing, my daddy is calling me, I’ll queue up first, and I’ll find you to play after I’m done!"

Saying this, Niuniu happily trotted over to Wan Zhenhong on her little legs.

Wan Zhenhong quickly bent down to pick her up, patiently teaching her how to master the best way to blow the ping pong ball.

Niuniu listened intently, and by then, Huang Jun and Weiwei had already passed their challenge. Weiwei excitedly shouted: "Yay~ we did it, daddy, we did it."

"Daddy saw it, Weiwei’s amazing!"

Huang Jun responded with a smile.

"Sister, you were awesome!"

Qingqing was happy for Weiwei too, reminding with an upturned little head: "Hurry and go to Miss Xie for the commemorative stamp!"

"Mm-hmm, I’ll go right now!"

Weiwei, holding the playground map and filled with anticipation, ran toward Miss Xie. Her face beamed into a bright smile when she received the teacher’s praise, as if the whole world had lit up.

All the families were eagerly vying for stamps to win the "family meal voucher," leading to a hurried coming and going.

In contrast, Huang Jun appeared calm and composed, free from such pressure.

Seeing Qingqing and Weiwei engrossed in watching other kids blow ping pong balls, he did not rush them to leave but chose to quietly stay by their side, sharing in the joyful ambience.

"Oh no, such a pity, just missed by a bit..."

When Niuniu attempted to blow the ping pong ball but didn’t succeed, Qingqing and Weiwei were more anxious than she was.

Huang Jun patted their little heads, comforting them: "It’s okay, we only succeeded after many tries too. The important thing is to enjoy the process. Keep trying!"

As he finished speaking.

Under Wan Zhenhong’s guidance, Niuniu’s ping pong ball had been veering increasingly away from the target. However, with one seemingly casual blow, the ball unexpectedly jumped directly into the next cup.