Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Chapter 638 There is a kind of love called letting go!

Time flies, and the Dragon Boat Festival has arrived inadvertently.

On this sunny morning, the warm light penetrates the lush leaves outside the window, turning into spots of light that gently cover Huang Jun's kitchen.

"Gududu~"

The rice dumplings in the pot jumped happily in the boiling water.

These rice dumplings were made by Huang Jun and the two little kids Qingqing and Weiwei in kindergarten. They are of different sizes, but all exude the unique rich aroma of rice dumplings.

That's right.

The morning of the Dragon Boat Festival begins with the aroma of zongzi...

Of course, in addition to rice dumplings, the Dragon Boat Festival breakfast is also inseparable from porridge and eggs.

The porridge pot on the side is bubbling, giving off an enticing porridge aroma; and the steamed egg in the egg steamer also gives off a faint milky aroma, blending with the aroma of rice dumplings, forming a wonderful taste picture.

“Great, everything is ready, breakfast is perfect!”

He nodded with satisfaction and extinguished the flames on the gas stoves one by one.

Then he turned around, took the carefully prepared fresh mugwort leaves and tall cattails, walked briskly out of the kitchen and headed towards the house.

Open the door gently.

He carefully hung mugwort and cattail on both sides of the door lintel, adding a strong festive atmosphere to the home.

"It's really good. This way, the charm of the Dragon Boat Festival is full!"

Huang Jun patted the dust off his hands with satisfaction, took out a wet towel from the shoe cabinet at the door, and wiped his hands carefully.

After finishing all this, he closed the door gently and walked lightly towards the bed, intending to wake up Qingqing and Weiwei to share this festive breakfast.

however…

When he gently pushed open the door of the side bedroom, an unexpected "surprise" quietly appeared before his eyes - the two little figures on the bed were no longer there, and instead there were two neatly folded thin quilts in the corner.

At the same time, the two sets of exquisite Hanfu that he had specially placed on the bedside table for Qingqing and Weiwei last night had disappeared.

This shows what?
This shows that the two little guys have quietly gotten up by themselves, not only put on the little Hanfu he carefully selected, but also carefully arranged the bedding in order.

"These two little guys are really getting more and more sensible. They even consider small details like folding the quilt after getting up."

Huang Jun's heart was filled with complex emotions, including joy for the children's growth, but also a subtle sense of loss.

After all, children's growth is an irreversible process, which means that they are moving towards independence step by step, and as a father, his sense of participation will naturally weaken as the children become more independent.

Although I long to take care of them meticulously and protect them from the wind and rain, I also clearly understand that such love is not true love.

Because it limits children's self-growth and exploration.

But Qingqing and Weiwei's lives will ultimately be written by themselves.

They will grow up, learn to face the challenges and trivialities in life independently, and have the life they want.

And everything they are experiencing now is just the beginning of their growth journey.

Therefore, Huang Jun let it go.

At the same time, I also realized...

There is a kind of love called letting go!

"So, where will they go? Oh, the bathroom!"

Huang Jun was guessing secretly in his heart.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he turned and walked towards the bathroom on the side.

The door gently opened...

The scene before him made him burst out laughing - two little guys wearing Hanfu, standing in the bathroom, each holding a small toothbrush holder, brushing their teeth with concentration and seriousness.

They looked playful and cute, with a hint of childish humor, which made him laugh uncontrollably.

"Papa~"

Weiwei had sharp ears and heard the noise immediately. She turned her head and saw him laughing, so she shouted incoherently, her little mouth full of toothpaste bubbles, which made her look particularly funny.

Hearing Weiwei's call, Qingqing turned around and looked at her father with a sweet smile on her face.

Then, she also called out sweetly: "Daddy~"

The words have not yet fallen.

The toothpaste bubbles in her mouth popped out playfully.

"Don't talk, be careful not to swallow the toothpaste foam."

Huang Jun gave a warning and reached for a towel.

He gently wiped the toothpaste foam off their faces and then carefully helped them tidy up their clothes.

Although Qingqing and Weiwei have learned to dress themselves, they are small and weak after all, so the clothes they wear are inevitably a little crooked and not very presentable.

But in Huang Jun's eyes, all of this is so lovely and worth cherishing.

"Mmmmm~"

The two little guys nodded obediently and continued to brush their teeth seriously.

After they finished brushing their teeth and washing their faces, Huang Jun smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, babies, let's go have breakfast..."

"Dad, are we going to eat rice dumplings this morning?"

Qingqing stretched out her chubby little hand and held Huang Jun's hand. At the same time, she tilted her little head back and looked at him with her bright eyes blinking.

Huang Jun smiled and asked, "How did you know that?"

"Because I smell the fragrance of the rice dumplings leaves..." Qingqing smiled with curved eyebrows and said with certainty.

“I smelled it too~”

Weiwei nodded in agreement and continued, "I can hear my tummy growling. Daddy, listen, is my tummy singing?"

As she spoke, she even lifted up her belly on purpose.

Huang Jun bent down and listened to her belly, then said with a smile: "Yes, Weiwei's belly is really singing! It's 'cooing', it sounds so beautiful!"

"Hee hee~"

Weiwei smiled brightly: "Dad, why do we have to eat zongzi this morning?"

"you forgot?"

Huang Jun smiled and reminded: "Today is the Dragon Boat Festival..."

"Oh, yes!"

Weiwei suddenly realized what was going on, and she unconsciously hummed the nursery rhyme that Yang Yuxi had taught her: "Dragon Boat Festival, the sun is shining, and every household has mugwort on their door."

Qingqing also hummed along excitedly: "Hanging silk threads, wearing sachets, the dolls jumped for joy."

"Eat zongzi, row dragon boats, and remember Qu Yuan forever..."

The cheerful voices of the two little ones continued, like the breeze in summer, gently echoing in the room. They stopped humming reluctantly only when the sumptuous breakfast was served.

"Qingqing, Weiwei, do you want to try sweet or meat dumplings?" Huang Jun asked with a smile. His plate was already filled with various kinds of dumplings that had just come out of the pot.

"I want sweet rice dumplings. I love sweet food the most!"

Weiwei couldn't wait to answer first, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Qingqing stretched out her little hand, pointed at the small dumplings on the plate, and said in a baby voice, "I want a sweet dumpling too, but I want a small one, is that okay? Daddy!"

"I want a small sweet rice dumpling too!"

Weiwei quickly changed her words and pointed at the small dumplings.

"okay, got it!"

Huang Jun responded with a smile on his face. He picked up a small rice dumpling lightly and skillfully peeled off the outer layer of juicy green leaves, revealing the pearl-like, crystal clear, soft, sweet glutinous rice inside.

At that moment... a mouth-watering sweet scent instantly spread out, as if with magic, lingering towards the noses of Qingqing and Weiwei.

"Wow, it smells so good and looks so pretty!"

Weiwei couldn't help swallowing her saliva again. Her little hand had already reached forward unconsciously, her face full of impatience.

Indeed, she wanted to grab a handful and taste it right away...

But Huang Jun, who was quick-witted and quick-handed, gently stopped him: "Don't worry, it's not peeled yet!"

At the end, he patiently explained: "We will use chopsticks to eat later, otherwise our hands will get sticky..."

After hearing this, the little guy showed some displeasure on his face, and his little mouth pouted unconsciously.

It’s big enough to hang a soy sauce bottle!

Although Qingqing was also attracted by the aroma of the rice dumpling and was eager to taste it, she still tried her best to restrain herself and turned to comfort her sister: "Sister, Daddy is doing this for your own good. He is not stopping you from eating it. Wait a moment, and when Daddy is done peeling it, you can eat it! Otherwise, I'll give you the first one, okay?"

"Thank you sister!"

After hearing this, Weiwei's unhappiness immediately disappeared. She politely expressed her gratitude and stretched out her chubby little hand to take the small bowl of hot rice dumplings from Huang Jun. Then she said sweetly: "Thank you too, Dad!"

Before she finished her words, she couldn't wait to take a big bite of it, but was immediately burned so much that she gasped and hissed.

But she just smiled and didn't care about the insignificant burn at all.

While chewing the delicious rice dumplings, she mumbled in praise: "It's... delicious!"

Seeing this, Huang Jun could only remind them with a somewhat helpless and doting tone: "Eat slowly, blow it to cool it down first... This zongzi has just come out of the pot, it's still very hot..."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know!"

Weiwei responded repeatedly, with a few grains of glutinous rice hanging from the corners of her mouth, but she was unaware of it. She was still intoxicated by the deliciousness of the rice dumplings, mumbling incoherently: "I'm not a three-year-old child anymore, of course I know how to eat it..."

"Hey~"

Huang Jun sighed helplessly, took out a tissue lovingly, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Dad, hurry up, I still want to eat..."

Weiwei's little butt was twisting gently on the chair. She seemed a little helpless about her father's "disturbance". After all, she wanted to continue enjoying the delicious rice dumplings so much.

"OK OK!"

Huang Jun shook his head helplessly again.

Qingqing, who was standing aside expectantly waiting for her father to feed her, witnessed the heartwarming scene, but couldn't help feeling a little forgotten.

finally…

She couldn't help but remind him, "Dad, I don't have any rice dumplings yet. I really want to taste the sweet rice dumplings..."

Damn!

Huang Jun suddenly realized that he had actually ignored the little guy next to him who was equally eager.

He quickly picked up a zongzi and carefully peeled off the layers of leaves for Qingqing, his face filled with guilt and love: "Here, baby, this is your little sweet zongzi."

"Thank you, Dad..."

Qingqing held the chopsticks and, like a little adult, picked up a small piece of rice dumpling and gently blew away the heat on it. She licked it tentatively with her little tongue, and after making sure it was not hot, she put it into her mouth with satisfaction and chewed it carefully.

The rice dumplings are soft and delicious, soaked in the sweet juice of candied dates, sweet but not greasy, and extremely delicious!

After she tasted it, her eyes turned into crescents, and the corners of her mouth showed a satisfied and happy smile. She kept saying, "Delicious..."

Huang Jun felt happy when he saw the two little guys were eating contentedly, but he also felt a little greedy.

However, as he did not prefer sweet rice dumplings, he decided not to try the sweet ones and instead peeled a meat one for himself.

The moment you open the rice dumpling leaf, a rich aroma instantly hits your nose.

Looking closely, I saw a few grains of crystal clear glutinous rice on the leaves, which looked as tempting as pearls. I couldn't help but lick the glutinous rice on the leaves. The faint fragrance lingered on the tip of my tongue, which marked the beginning of this feast for my taste buds.

Unable to wait, he took the first bite and his teeth came into close contact with the glutinous rice easily.

The glutinous rice grains are distinct yet closely connected.

It is soft and chewy yet perfectly meets every touch of the tongue.

As you chew deeper, the rich flavor of the meat filling will surge out like a tide, filling your mouth.

The fat and lean pieces of meat have absorbed all the essence of the seasonings after a long period of marinating and cooking, becoming tender and juicy.

The lean meat part is firm and elastic, and every fiber exudes a rich meaty aroma.

A light bite…

The gravy overflowed in his mouth, and the rich salty fragrance instantly dominated, making him close his eyes involuntarily and savor the wonderful taste.

The fat part is even more amazing.

It melts in the mouth with a light sip, turning into a mellow oil that blends perfectly with the fragrance of glutinous rice, adding a unique sense of moisture to the whole rice dumpling and making the taste more layered.

Chew it carefully.

The perfect combination of glutinous rice and meat filling becomes more and more prominent.

The softness of the glutinous rice provides an excellent carrier for the freshness of the meat filling, allowing the meat aroma to be fully released in the mouth, while the richness of the meat filling adds a rich flavor to the lightness of the glutinous rice, making every bite unforgettable.

They depend on each other and set off each other, together creating a delicious legend on the tip of your tongue.

When the last bite of the rice dumpling melts in your mouth...

The fragrance still lingers between the lips and teeth, refusing to dissipate for a long time...

He couldn't help but want to have another one and indulge in the wonderful taste and deliciousness again.

"Dad, I want to eat zongzi like you."

Weiwei found it very novel and interesting to see her father eating the rice dumplings with the leaves still attached. She thought it would taste better this way, so she couldn't help but beg him for mercy.

Qingqing couldn't hold back her inner desire and said, "I want to try it, too, Dad..."

"Okay, okay, you two can eat this way, but remember to put on disposable gloves first, otherwise your hands will get sticky and uncomfortable."

Huang Jun smiled and nodded. As he spoke, he found a few pairs of disposable gloves and handed them to the two little ones. Then he peeled two more rice dumplings and handed them to them along with the rice leaves.

The two little guys held the rice dumplings and ate them with gusto, thinking that they tasted even better this way!
"Qingqing, Weiwei, let's eat this porridge together. After you finish eating, Daddy will take you out to play!"

Huang Jun said with a smile.

The first rule for a father to treat his children is to keep his promises. Once he has promised something, he must do his best to fulfill it unless there are special circumstances beyond his control.

After all, just the day before yesterday, he made a solemn promise to the children...

"Dad, are we going to watch the dragon boat race?" Weiwei asked curiously.

Huang Jun smiled and replied: "Yes!"

"Yeah! That's great!"

Qingqing and Weiwei were so excited that they ate much faster.

After eating and drinking, Huang Jun took the two little ones to clean up.

Before going out, he specially prepared two egg bags woven with five-colored threads for them, each containing an egg, and hung them around their little necks.

The two little guys stared at the colorful egg bag on their chests with curiosity, stroking it with their little hands, and asked in confusion: "Daddy, what is this?"

"This is the egg bag!"

"What is it used for?"

"The egg bags are hung on the Dragon Boat Festival to protect your safety and health."

Huang Jun patiently popularized knowledge to them: "It is said that in ancient mythology, every Dragon Boat Festival, the plague god in the sky would come down to earth to make trouble, especially children who are most vulnerable to harm. So at that time, there would always be children who got sick and had a fever. Later, people went to the Nuwa Temple to burn incense and pray for the blessing of Nuwa. After hearing people's prayers, Nuwa went to discuss with the plague god and asked him not to harm the children with egg bags hanging around their necks, saying that they were her own children. Since then, every Dragon Boat Festival, people will hang egg bags on children, which contain boiled salted duck eggs or chicken eggs, hoping that this will bless the children to be safe. This is the origin of hanging egg bags on the Dragon Boat Festival."

After explaining the origin, Huang Jun held the hands of the two little ones and got into the car happily.

The two little guys looked at the scenery outside the window and shouted happily: "Let's go watch the dragon boat race~"

(End of this chapter)