Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten-Chapter 67 - 64: A Killing Blow to the Heart!

"Alright, all the dishes are ready."

Huang Jun served the twice-cooked pork from the pot, marking the completion of the four dishes and one soup he had meticulously prepared.

With a smile on his face, he looked at Yang Yuxi and his two beloved daughters, who were indulging in the aroma, and gently said, "Go wash your hands, and we can have dinner together."

"Oh, okay..."

On hearing this, Yang Yuxi snapped out of her daze, nodded to Huang Jun, then gently took Qingqing and Weiwei’s hands, and softly said, "Qingqing, Weiwei, come, let the teacher help you wash..."

"Thank you, Miss Yang~"

Qingqing and Weiwei raised their adorable little heads and cheerfully expressed their gratitude, letting Yang Yuxi lead them to the tap to wash their hands.

After drying their little hands, the two little ones even took the initiative to help grab the bowls and chopsticks.

Yang Yuxi was responsible for bringing the dishes to the dining table.

As for Huang Jun!

Huang Jun was busy tidying up the messy stovetop.

Once everything was set, Yang Yuxi pulled out her phone.

Let the phone eat first!

Even Qingqing and Weiwei couldn’t resist half-kneeling on their special dining chairs, craning their little heads to watch her take photos.

"Click."

She snapped a photo and then posted it to her seven-member colleague group chat, proudly showing off.

This once again stirred a frenzy among her colleagues, their bottled-up envy, jealousy, and resentment flaring up madly.

Each one sent cries of "Heartbreaker! Heartbreaker, Yang Yuxi! You’re so hateful! So ruthless!" and "Ahh... Yang Yuxi, you heartless wretch, you really make me envious, ahhh," "Yang Yuxi, you heartbreaker, heartless wretch, you want to make me drool to death so you can inherit my Huabei, huh?" There were even threats of "bringing a 40-cm knife to settle the score with her"!

It made those with inventive minds more determined in their thoughts...

Even across the screen, Yang Yuxi could feel her colleagues’ crazed yet helpless emotions.

Seeing her goal achieved, she contentedly put away her phone.

Seeing Huang Jun finishing tidying the kitchen, Yang Yuxi smiled and praised, "Huang Jun, the dishes you made look beautiful, almost on par with hotel dishes!"

"You’re flattering me, it’s just home cooking."

Huang Jun smiled and handed Yang Yuxi a bottle of soda.

Weiwei’s eyes brightened when she saw this: "Daddy~ I want to drink the soda too."

Huang Jun shook his head.

"Pleeease, just this once, Daddy, let me drink it!"

Weiwei looked pitifully at Huang Jun, trying to soften his heart, but seeing her dad unmoved, she turned to ask Yang Yuxi for help, "Miss Yang, could you tell Daddy for me, drinking soda occasionally isn’t a big deal for kids."

Yang Yuxi smiled and suggested, "How about this, I’ll share a cup with you, okay?"

"Yay yay~"

Weiwei clapped her hands happily and sweetly thanked Yang Yuxi: "Thank you, Miss Yang!"

Finally, she did not forget to ask for a cup for her sister too: "Miss Yang, can you also give my sister a cup?"

"Of course!"

Yang Yuxi nodded.

Upon hearing this, Weiwei immediately grabbed their special cups and placed them on the table.

Although Qingqing didn’t say anything, she wanted to taste the drink too.

Seeing that her little sister got her drink and didn’t forget her, asking for a cup for her too, she smiled joyfully with her eyes crinkled.

It’s great to have such a thoughtful little sister!

Huang Jun smiled too, not stopping them.

Thinking that having a cup occasionally wasn’t a big deal, he just didn’t want the two little ones to make it a habit.

Yang Yuxi unscrewed the cap and poured a cup for each of the little ones.

"Miss Yang is the best!"

Weiwei tasted the drink, her face beaming with satisfaction and joy.

Qingqing was also happy, but unlike her lively sister, she was more reserved and didn’t express it directly like Weiwei.

Yang Yuxi smiled softly, gave Qingqing and Weiwei each a pair of chopsticks, then looked at Huang Jun and thanked him, "Qingqing’s dad, you’ve worked hard today, thank you very much for your hospitality."

"You’re welcome, you’re Qingqing and Weiwei’s teacher, and my colleague, not an outsider."

Huang Jun smiled and responded, then promptly invited, "Alright, let’s not say any more polite words, come, Miss Yang, quickly try the dishes!"

"Alright!"

Yang Yuxi stopped being polite too, picked up her chopsticks, and took a bite of the twice-cooked pork.

As the twice-cooked pork entered her mouth...

The rich aroma of the meat lingered in her mouth.

At that moment, she once again marveled at Huang Jun’s cooking skills.

The texture of the twice-cooked pork, it must be said, is really superb, even a little better than Uncle Wu’s.

The surface of the twice-cooked pork is crispy, the inside tender, oily but not greasy, and the garlic’s aroma adds a distinctive feature to the dish.

She noticed some tiny brown specks on the surface of the pork, a look of curiosity in her eyes: "Huang Jun, what are these specks?"

"Oh, that..."

Huang Jun understood her curiosity and explained with a smile, "It’s Chinese Five Spice!"

"Huh?"

She was slightly surprised: "Does cooking twice-cooked pork need Chinese Five Spice?"

Although she had eaten twice-cooked pork for years, she never knew it required Chinese Five Spice.

Uncle Wu seemed to never add it either!

Huang Jun explained, "Adding a bit of Chinese Five Spice while cooking twice-cooked pork enhances the flavor of the meat slices. However, the key to delicious twice-cooked pork is mastering the cooking heat of the slices. The surface should be lightly golden but not burnt; too much heat will make the slices tough and spoil the taste."

"Oh, I see now!"

Yang Yuxi’s face lit up with a "learned something new" expression.

Later, when she gets the chance, she’ll share Huang Jun’s method of making twice-cooked pork with Uncle Wu, so he can try making it in Huang Jun’s way.

Seeing Qingqing and Weiwei each eat a piece of the twice-cooked pork, Huang Jun asked with concern, "Darlings, this pork is a bit spicy. Are you okay with it?"

Although he didn’t make the twice-cooked pork too spicy, compared to other dishes, the spiciness was still somewhat strong.

"It’s just a little spicy!"

After saying this, Qingqing took a spoonful of rice and popped it into her mouth, her cheeks puffed up as she looked at Huang Jun. "Papa, now it doesn’t feel spicy anymore."

"Papa, taking a sip of the drink makes it not spicy!"

Weiwei took a sip of her drink and smiled sweetly.

She thought the spicy meat paired well with the drink...

...

The Lin family.

Qu Qing watched her son Lin Pengyi, who wasn’t eating properly and started playing with his spoon. With a sigh, she silently recited in her heart: My own child, my own child, my own, I must endure this!

She tapped Pengpeng’s bowl with her chopsticks, patiently reminding him, "Pengpeng, stop playing with your spoon and eat properly."

"Mama, I’m too full and can’t eat anymore!"

After saying that, Lin Pengyi casually tossed his spoon into his bowl and slid right off his special dining chair.

"How can you be full with just that bit? Sit back down and eat some more."

Qu Qing looked at his bowl, still half full of rice, and couldn’t help but voice her disapproval.

But unfortunately...

The little guy completely ignored her words, leaving behind the statement "I’m full, I don’t want to eat anymore," before scampering off to the living room, short legs pumping, to turn on the TV and watch cartoons.

Qu Qing: "..."

"Ah, it’s a shame the kindergarten doesn’t provide dinner."

Qu Qing sighed, "If he could finish dinner there before coming home, it would be much more convenient."

On hearing this, Lin Weilin couldn’t help but mentally retort: Why don’t you just let the child live at the kindergarten?

Of course.

He didn’t say this out loud, lest he anger his wife and cause himself trouble.

He continued eating quietly, without expressing any opinions.

There are quite a few children like Lin Pengyi who eat heartily at kindergarten but act halfheartedly about eating at home.

And there are also many parents like Qu Qing who feel helpless yet wish the kindergarten could provide dinner...

Of course, this thought is a lovely one!

But they all know, whether it can be realized...

Is still uncertain...

Oh well!

Let’s observe for a few more days first, if the child continues like this, they will then bring it up to the school.

...

After dinner.

Huang Jun got up to clear the dishes, only to be stopped by Yang Yuxi.

"Qingqing’s dad, I already got a free dinner at your place today, let me wash the dishes."

"No way, no way, you’re a guest, how can we let guests wash dishes?"

Huang Jun accepted her kind offer but still politely refused, "Miss Yang, you go sit and rest on the sofa, I’ll handle these!"

"Miss Yang, we’ll accompany you to sit on the sofa!"

Weiwei and Weiwei smiled, taking Yang Yuxi by the hand and leading her to the living room sofa to rest, chat, and watch TV.

Huang Jun moved quickly too.

In no time, he had the dining table and kitchen cleaned up.

He made a cup of tea for Yang Yuxi, sipping and chatting with her casually.

Seeing how late it was, Yang Yuxi stood up and said, "Qingqing’s dad, I’m really grateful to you today. Next time, when I have the chance, I’ll invite you to come with Qingqing and Weiwei to my place as guests!"

"Oh? Miss Yang, can you cook?"

At these words, Weiwei looked up at her, curiosity reflected in her eyes.

Yang Yuxi’s face blushed slightly, "Just a little, but I’m not a good cook. I can have Uncle Wu cook, he’s also a chef..."

"Oh~"

Weiwei nodded understandingly.

Yang Yuxi bid farewell, "I’ll head out now..."

"Alright, take care!"

Huang Jun got up to see her off to the door.

Before she left, Yang Yuxi reminded, "Qingqing’s dad, remember to have Qingqing and Weiwei in their uniforms tomorrow morning!"

Huang Jun nodded, "Okay, I got it!"

Yang Yuxi thought for a moment and said softly, "And how about I come to pick you all up for kindergarten tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, I got it!"

Huang Jun instinctively replied.

It wasn’t until he’d come to his senses that he realized Yang Yuxi meant she would pick them up in the morning...

Just as he was about to politely decline, he saw that she was already heading downstairs...