Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Chapter 310 What’s the regret? Are there any shortcomings?

in the kitchen.

"Hey, parents have arrived at the classroom half an hour early?"

When Liu Suyu and others heard the news from childcare teacher Wang Wenxia, ​​they couldn't help but look at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

You know, in previous activities, parents always rushed here in a hurry, but today they came to the classroom early, uncharacteristically.

This change…

It’s really unprecedented and breaks past conventions…

Wang Wenxia confirmed the news with a smile: "Yes, parents are already waiting in the classroom."

Hearing this, Huang Jun put down the work at hand, thought for a moment and said: "Teacher Wang, I just finished my work, why don't I go to the classroom with you?"

After that, he gave a brief explanation to Qian Guoxiang on the side, and then took action, and together with Wang Wenxia, ​​he delivered the prepared lunch to the classroom of Class 4.

In the hearts of children, are they not as important as the delicacies made by Huang Jun? !

"It's noodles! I like to eat noodles the most!"

After hearing this, Weiwei couldn't wait to add: "Yeah, daddy, my sister and I really cooked a lot of dishes. Come and see."

After saying that, she took Huang Jun's hand and pulled him towards the character area to show off the "delicious food" she and her sister made together.

"Teacher Yang, I'm hungry and want to eat noodles!"

When Qingqing and Weiwei heard the compliment, their little faces burst into bright smiles, and their eyebrows were filled with pride, and then they began to introduce each "dish" they carefully prepared with great interest.

This is too fragrant...

Uh…

They also served up the simulated "dishes" and let Huang Jun have a taste.

The two little guys shouted in unison and ran out of the character area excitedly, rushing towards Huang Jun impatiently.

"Wow, let's eat noodles today!"

"Hee hee~"

As soon as he saw those lifelike imitation dishes, Huang Jun smiled and praised them: "Qingqing, Weiwei, you did a great job! This dish is so fried that it's almost as good as dad!"

Qingqing and Weiwei, who had always been concerned about him, saw him at a glance, and their eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs.

As soon as they heard that lunch was a combination of noodles and egg drop soup, many parents' original expectations instantly diminished.

"..."

When she heard what the children said, Wang Wenxia started to pack her lunch and said, "Yes, we will eat iron pot braised noodles and egg drop soup for lunch today."

However, due to the distance, they could only see stainless steel dinner plates and stainless steel soup buckets. As for what was inside, they didn't know.

To them, iron pot braised noodles are just daily pasta, far from the sumptuous lunch they envisioned in their minds. Even if it is made by a famous chef, it may not bring many surprises.

"I'm so hungry too, I want to eat too!"

"Papa~"

Parents:"……"

Qingqing’s little face gently rubbed his chin, and replied in a milky voice: “Daddy, my sister and I are playing house! We pretended to be master chefs and made Lots of delicious dishes.”

However, when I thought about it, because so many parents came today, the workload in the kindergarten has doubled.

After the delicious food, they stopped clinging to their parents and immediately abandoned them without hesitation and rushed to the big dining table.

Cool!

"Wow, these 'vegetables' are so fried!"

Right now,

"Papa~"

"Hey!"

Because they were in public, the parents still tried their best to maintain their restraint. They just sighed a little in their hearts. At the same time, everyone stretched their necks to see what today's lunch was.

Faced with the kind invitation from his two precious daughters, Huang Jun could only cooperate, pretending to eat, chewing with his eyes closed as if to enjoy, in order to respond to the enthusiasm and expectations of the two little guys.

What a painful realization...

When the children saw the noodles stewed in the iron pot on the stainless steel plate, they all showed happy smiles on their faces and shouted excitedly:

It really echoes the saying "When a child abandons you, he doesn't even say hello"...

But the children don't have so many worries.

As soon as you step into the classroom door...

Huang Jun immediately put the egg drop soup bucket in his hand on the dining table, smiled at them, squatted down, and hugged them into his arms: "Qingqing, Weiwei, did you have fun in the character area just now? What did you do?"

Under such circumstances, Huang Jun can still cook by himself and prepare so much food for everyone, which is already quite impressive.

Qingqing also held Huang Jun's other hand tightly and followed closely.

Only their family of three was still immersed in the joy of playing house, while other children and parents in the classroom were all attracted by the alluring aroma the moment lunch was brought into the classroom.

If parents like them hadn't come, I guess what the children would have eaten for lunch today wouldn't have been simple food like iron pot braised noodles and egg drop soup.

Take another closer look…

The aroma emanating from this iron pot braised noodles is already so strong, it shouldn’t taste bad...

When you think about it this way, everyone won't be entangled anymore.

Just take things as they come!
Teacher Yang Yuxi saw that the children were all greedy, so she greeted with a smile: "Children, please put the toys in your hands back to their original positions, then wash your hands and return to your seats to sit down. We are going to have lunch soon. ”

After this period of careful teaching and the tempting lunch in front of them, most of the children acted quickly and started to sort out the toys in their hands, but there were also a few anxious children who couldn't wait to wash their hands and eat lunch immediately. , and went straight to the wash basin. See this.

Some parents with quick eyesight and quick hands quickly stepped forward and gently reminded their children to tidy up the toys before washing their hands; while other parents chose to directly assist their children and quickly return the toys to their places.

Under Xie Jianing's patient guidance, the children lined up in neat lines in an orderly manner. Everyone washed their hands carefully, then quickly found their seats and sat down upright.

"Children, please put your little hands gently on your legs!" Yang Yuxi reminded gently.

After hearing this instruction, the children all followed the instructions obediently and performed very well.

After all, this is a small class of children. Occasionally, there will be one or two children who are a little distracted and their movements are always a little slow, but overall, they have shown a very good sense of order.

The parents felt very happy when they saw this scene.

Knew it!
No matter how naughty a child is, he can become honest and well-behaved in the hands of a teacher.

Afterwards, the parents picked up the small chairs and sat next to their children.

Yang Yuxi apologized and said: "Dear parents, due to limited manpower, we will give priority to providing meals to the children. Please don't be anxious. Our teacher Wang and Qingqing's father have already prepared meals for everyone. , everyone will be able to eat it soon.”

"It's okay, we're not in a hurry! Thank you, teachers, and daddy, for causing trouble to you." The parents said gratefully.

"You're welcome!"

Huang Jun smiled modestly.

Yang Yuxi, along with Xie Jianing, picked up the dinner plates that Huang Jun and the others had laid out one by one, and headed towards the children's dining table.

The parents are tall, and even if they are sitting on small chairs, they can still see the food on their plates clearly...

The braised noodles in the iron pot show an attractive golden color against the backdrop of the stainless steel plate.

The noodles are clearly defined, closely arranged but not sticking to each other. They are covered with a layer of rich sauce, as if each noodle has absorbed the essence of the soup, making it look plump and elastic.

The noodles are also mixed with various vegetables and meat slices, which are brightly colored and tempting to the appetite.

At the same time, the egg drop soup in the stainless steel bowl also attracted their attention.

The golden egg blossoms float lightly on the clear soup surface, as elegant as willow catkins.

The color of the soup is clear, and through the egg blossoms you can vaguely see the slight reflection at the bottom of the bowl, reflecting an attractive sheen.

Just looking at the presentation of these two dishes makes people feel delicious.

“This lunch is really amazing, it’s delicious and delicious!”

After Liu Qiangtao praised him, other parents also showed expressions of approval.

"This looks much tastier than the braised pork in iron pots sold in restaurants outside!"

“The looks are really good!”

"..."

Seeing that the children were all sitting obediently and not using their chopsticks immediately, Qu Qing couldn't help but whisper in Lin Weiyi's ear: "Pengpeng, why don't you start eating?"

Lin Yipeng replied in a coquettish voice: "You can only eat if the teacher says you want to eat!"

Although the children are very greedy, the dining rules that teachers have repeatedly emphasized since the beginning of school have kept them in mind.

Even though some children were so greedy that they licked their lips, none of them dared to pick up chopsticks and eat without permission.

Seeing that the children were all greedy, Yang Yuxi smiled and introduced today's lunch: "Today's lunch is delicious iron pot braised noodles and refreshing egg drop soup. Children, you can start eating now."

"Thank you, teacher, please have a meal, kids!" the children responded in unison and couldn't wait to start.

The iron pot braised noodles and egg drop soup delivered to the classroom were at a moderate temperature, and the children picked up the noodles and put them into their mouths without hesitation.

The noodles are very chewy and absorb the essence of various ingredients, making each noodle full of delicious soup and leaving a fragrant taste in your mouth.

Hanghang's father saw his son eating noodles with big mouthfuls, and his Adam's apple could not help but roll up and down.

Apparently he was greedy for his son’s food!
Although the children could not use gorgeous words to describe the deliciousness of the iron pot braised noodles, their movements and expressions were vivid enough to make the parents present deeply feel the deliciousness of this lunch.

There was a faint sound of swallowing in his ears, and Hanghang turned his head to look at his father curiously.

Seeing his father staring intently at the iron pot stewed noodles on his plate, he hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a coquettish voice: "Dad, do you want to take a bite too?"

The classroom is quite quiet at the moment, and with Hanghang's clear childish voice, most parents should be able to hear it clearly.

For a time, the surrounding parents all turned their attention to Hanghang’s father.

Facing the complicated looks of the parents around him, Hanghang's father smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to stroke Hanghang's little head, and said in a loud voice: "Hanghang is really sensible, then daddy will have a taste."

After finishing speaking, he realized that he was in a kindergarten classroom at this moment, so he quickly gave an apologetic smile to the parents around him.

But it was completely ignored by the parents!

Instead, I got looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Not caring about their envious and jealous looks, Hanghang's father took the spoon handed over by his son, scooped up a spoonful of iron pot braised noodles and started eating.

The noodles are chewy and elastic, and each noodle fully absorbs the rich soup. It is smooth and tender in the mouth and has a long aftertaste.

The soup that has been simmered for a long time has penetrated into every cell of the noodles, making the noodles more delicious.

With a mouthful of noodles in his mouth, Hanghang's father closed his eyes in intoxication.

a long time.

Hanghang's father closed his eyes in intoxication, then opened his eyes and praised loudly: "It's so delicious! This seemingly ordinary iron pot braised noodles tastes so wonderful!"

"I'm just a little sorry!"

Miaomiao's father on the side couldn't help but asked curiously: "Dad Hanghang, what are you sorry about? Is there something wrong with this iron pot braised noodles?"

(End of this chapter)