Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

"Daddy..."

Qingqing and Weiwei were not stingy children. Instead, they were happy to exchange and share food with their classmates. However, when they saw their classmates coming to their father one after another, they couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

So...

The two little guys immediately jumped up from their picnic mats and rushed into his arms.

Huang Jun gently hugged his two spoiled daughters, rubbed their little heads lightly, then picked up a tissue and carefully wiped away the residue from the corners of their mouths.

"Qingqing Baba, what is this? It's delicious!"

Lin Yipeng asked with a look of joy as he ate the fragrant, soft, chewy and delicious rice balls.

Huang Jun smiled and replied: "This is a rice ball."

"Wow... this is a rice ball..."

Lin Yipeng took another bite, his face filled with surprise, and he exclaimed sincerely again: "It's so delicious!"

Then, he turned to look at Qingqing and Weiwei, his eyes full of envy, and said, "Qingqing, Weiwei, your dad is really amazing! Everything he makes tastes so good. Let me tell you, the sandwich my mom made this morning wasn't tasty at all!"

"Hey, you little brat, tell me clearly, what's wrong with the sandwich I made?"

Qu Qing and Lin Weilin had just taken a bite of the potato chips made by Huang Jun from Peng Peng's hand, and they still felt unsatisfied, so they discussed it and took some food they had prepared and walked over. However, they never expected that as soon as they approached, they heard their son complaining that the sandwich she made was not delicious. They couldn't help but roll their eyes and question their son.

Lin Yipeng: “X﹏X”

oops~
bad~
I was caught by my mother!

Saying.

What should I do if I am caught saying bad things about my mother behind her back?

At this moment, Lin Yipeng felt a panic in his heart and his body began to tremble slightly involuntarily.

But then he thought again, his mother would not punish or beat him in front of so many people, and he felt a little relieved.

So...

He gradually calmed down and was no longer so scared.

Instead, she mustered up her courage, looked up at Qu Qing and said, "Mom, the sandwiches you made just aren't tasty..."

Qu Qing: "..."

Hey, you little brat, are you itching?
If other parents and teachers hadn't been present, she really wanted to teach him a lesson on the spot and let him know the consequences of "rebellion against superiors"!

Before she could take action...

Lin Yipeng quickly handed the sandwich in her hand to Huang Jun and said seriously, "Qingqing Dad, try it. After you finish eating, you have to give me your opinion. Is the sandwich made by my mom not delicious?"

See this scene.

Qu Qing could only smile helplessly and agreed, "Yes, Qingqing Dad, just try it and give us your opinion."

Huang Jun smiled and thanked him: "Okay, thank you, then I'll try it..."

He took the sandwich and savored it carefully.

The toast, bacon and other ingredients used in the sandwiches are indeed of high quality. Although Qu Qing's cooking skills are slightly lacking, the overall taste is still acceptable and is by no means unpalatable.

After tasting it, Huang Jun smiled and praised: "It tastes good! It's delicious."

Weiwei was intrigued by his words and couldn't help but beg, "Daddy, I want to try it too..."

"it is good……"

Huang Jun agreed lovingly and fed her a bite first.

Then he noticed that although Qingqing in his arms was silent, her curious eyes were fixed on the sandwich, so he fed her a bite as well.

After tasting it, Qingqing and Weiwei felt that although the sandwich was not as delicious as the one their father had made before, since their father said it was delicious, they naturally would not complain.

Of course, the main reason is that this sandwich is not really bad, it just tastes a little ordinary.

"Pengpeng, did you hear that? Qingqing's father said that the sandwiches made by mom are delicious. It's because you don't know how to appreciate them that you say they are not tasty." Qu Qing said proudly.

Lin Weilin, who had a strong desire to survive, naturally stood on his wife's side and said, "Yes, your mother's craftsmanship is still very good. It's just that you don't know how to appreciate it. You can't blame your mother."

Lin Yipeng: “⊙(◇)?”

Is it really?

But why doesn’t it taste good to him?

this moment…

He doubts about life...

"Peng Peng's mom, Peng Peng's dad, how about sitting down and eating together?"

Huang Jun noticed that the couple's eyes were almost fixed on the food on the picnic mat, so he invited them enthusiastically.

"Hey, okay, then we won't be polite~"

Lin Weilin and his wife gladly accepted the offer and began to taste the various delicacies on the picnic mat with smiles on their faces.

Whether it's the crispy fried chicken that's tender on the inside, the fragrant braised food that becomes more delicious the more you chew it, or the crispy potato chips, they all suit the couple's taste very well.

"Qingqing Dad, did you make this stew yourself?"

Lin Weilin praised the food while eating.

Especially for the braised food, he felt that it was the best braised food he had ever eaten. He was also glad that he had asked for leave to come here, otherwise he would have missed this delicacy...

Huang Jun smiled and nodded: "Yes, I did it all myself."

"You are such an all-rounder. You can do everything, unlike me who can only taste." Lin Weilin said with a hint of self-mockery.

Qu Qing gave Lin Weilin a look that said "You are quite self-aware", then turned to Huang Jun and humbly asked for advice: "Dad Qingqing, are these potato chips difficult to make? I also want to try making them at home."

Huang Jun patiently explained: "It's not difficult, but it takes some time to prepare the seasoning. If you want to make it at home, you can go to the supermarket to buy some ready-made seasonings, then cut the potatoes into thin slices, or use a grater to scrape them into thin slices. Remember to rinse them with cold water first, then boil a pot of water and boil the potato slices for two or three minutes until they become transparent, then remove them and put them in cold water to cool. Finally, put the potato slices in a frying pan and fry them until they are golden and crispy. Remember not to set the oil temperature too high, so that the taste of the fried potato chips will definitely not be bad..."

He explained the detailed steps of frying potato chips in one breath. The tutorial was concise and clear, and even people with no cooking skills could easily master it.

While recording Huang Jun's words with her mobile phone, Qu Qing said expectantly: "My Pengpeng wants to eat potato chips the most. When I get home later, I have to fry some for him to try..."

When Lin Yipeng heard these words, he suddenly felt that his mother still loved him very much, and his previous little emotions disappeared in an instant.

He stuck to Qu Qing and happily ate with his mother.

As the saying goes, a thick-skinned person can eat anything, while a thin-skinned person can eat nothing.

Just like Lin Weilin and his wife, they took the opportunity to taste every kind of food made by Huang Jun. Although they were not able to enjoy it to their heart's content because they were embarrassed to eat as much as they could, at least they satisfied their cravings.

And other parents...

Although they were attracted by the aroma of the food, they were too embarrassed to ask for it, so they could only take a few bites of the delicious food that their children shared with Huang Jun.

Fortunately, Huang Jun prepared plenty of food, and the parents in the class were very sensible and would not let their children eat here all the time.

Therefore, the food on the picnic mat was not fully distributed.

At first, only the children from Class 4 came to Huang Jun, but soon, children from other classes also found him.

"Uncle Huang, let me give you this. This is my favorite planet cup~"

Chenchen from Class 3 couldn't help but run over and handed Huang Jun a box of snack planet cups as if he was presenting a treasure.

"Thank you!"

Seeing the little guy sharing his favorite snacks with him, Huang Jun could only accept them with a smile and symbolically took two, and then returned the favor by saying, "See if there are any snacks you like here. If there are, take some."

On the picnic mat, more than half of the food he had prepared was gone, but the snacks sent by other children as gifts were piled up.

He wanted to take the opportunity to sell some of his luggage, otherwise he would have brought a lot of luggage with him and it would be even heavier when he left.

"Wow, so many snacks~"

When Chenchen saw that Huang Jun had so many snacks, his eyes widened.

But the little guy was still very polite and didn't take any snacks just because there were so many of them.

Instead, he took some of the food Huang Jun made and ate it, and did not touch the other snacks.

I have to say, he has good vision, but...

This made Huang Jun a little helpless.

After all, snacks can’t be sold anymore…

He took the initiative to give Chenchen some snacks, and Chenchen happily accepted them.

Seeing that he was busy taking care of the children from other classes, Qingqing and Weiwei snuggled up to him even more and said coquettishly at the same time: "Daddy, please touch my little belly, I'm so full..."

"If you are already so full, why are you still eating?"

As Huang Jun spoke, he gently stroked their bellies that were as swollen as small balls, but he found that they were still stuffing potato chips into their mouths with their little hands, and he couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Qingqing blinked her big eyes that were as bright as black grapes, her eyes were full of innocence and playfulness, and she responded in a baby voice: "Daddy, my little belly is indeed full, but my mouth seems to have its own ideas. It said it wants to taste it again..."

Weiwei nodded her little head and agreed, "Yes, Daddy, even though my little belly is already full, my little mouth keeps saying that it hasn't had enough!"

"I think you two still want to eat! You two are really greedy..."

Huang Jun listened to their innocent words, and couldn't help but raise a doting smile on his face, and gently pinched the two little ones' noses.

Qingqing and Weiwei smiled at each other, blinked mischievously, and answered in unison: "Hehe, we are just greedy cats. It's because the things you make are so delicious that we can't stop eating them..."

"Hey, it's still Dad's fault in the relationship!"

Huang Jun smiled silently, and at the same time reached out and gently pinched their little faces, causing the two little ones to laugh like silver bells.

Yang Yuxi and Xie Jianing, who were standing by, couldn't help but smile like an auntie when watching this scene.

Later, they noticed that the children in the class had almost finished eating and were running around on the grass, so they got up and organized them to play games.

The children quickly held hands with them, formed a circle, and started playing the game of dropping the handkerchief.

Huang Jun looked at the remaining food on the picnic mat and thought that although he could enjoy it in the afternoon, the taste might change if left for too long.

He picked up the food and asked the parents who were on good terms with him: "Dear parents, I still have some leftover braised food, fried chicken legs and potato chips. Would you like to have some?"

"Of course!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yulong ran over without any hesitation and directly took a braised duck leg to taste it.

After hearing his question, the other parents also let go of their reserve and gathered around to choose their favorite food.

of course.

The parents don’t eat his food for nothing either.

They basically sent over some of their unfinished snacks in exchange, so that Huang Jun had a lot more snacks.

I can almost open a small store!
"You are too polite. Take these snacks back quickly. I have a mountain of snacks here..."

Huang Jun smiled and politely declined.

But these parents don't care about this...

They placed the snacks in their hands directly on Huang Jun's picnic mat. After choosing their favorite food, they returned to their respective territories contentedly, enjoying the food while watching the children's laughter and joy while playing games.

"Well, the fried chicken wings made by Qingqing's father taste really good. Even after being left for a while, the taste is still amazing..."

Liu Jinyan looked surprised, and immediately looked at Huang Jun who was not far away and said, "Qingqing Dad, next time you make fried chicken wings, can you record a video tutorial? Our Niuniu likes fried chicken wings very much, and I want to make some for her when I'm at home."

It’s not that she wants to save money, but she feels that the food she makes herself is much more reassuring than the food she buys outside.

At the same time, she also felt sorry for Wan Zhenhong in her heart.

Because the park did not provide lunch, I chose to work and did not accompany my daughter on this spring outing, thus missing out on this delicious moment.

If he knew, he would regret it...

"No problem, I'll make sure to record a video for you next time."

Huang Jun readily agreed to Liu Jinyan's request, and started drinking a cup of coffee given to him by an unknown parent.

There is no way. This thing is not durable and inconvenient to carry.

Just now, whether it was Qingqing or Weiwei, they never forgot to put a bite of any delicious food into Huang Jun's mouth, and the children who gathered around him were even more enthusiastic, scrambling to feed him, so that he hardly had to do anything before he was full of the food fed by the children.

As time went by, the picnic gradually came to an end.

Before cleaning up, Huang Jun distributed the remaining snacks to the teachers present and the kitchen staff...

Afterwards, he took Qingqing and Weiwei to continue to travel in the park.

They went to the pottery museum, experienced the fun of "playing with mud", and made three vases with unique characteristics by themselves; they also rode horses in the pony farm, feeling the freedom and pleasure of the wind whistling past their ears.

It was not until after three o'clock in the afternoon that they returned to the gathering point reluctantly and boarded the return vehicle with their parents.

As the vehicle slowly started, this spring outing filled with laughter and wonderful memories came to a successful conclusion. (End of this chapter)