Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten-Chapter 207 - 193: Would You Like to Join Us Too?

At night, a gentle breeze blew.

In Huang Jun’s bedroom on the top floor of Jinyuan District, a serene atmosphere lingered.

Qingqing and Weiwei, having just finished their baths, exuded a faint scent of body wash. Clad in their favorite little nightgowns, they sat on the soft bed, each immersed in her own little world, playing delightedly.

Qingqing was seen sitting at the corner of the bed.

She held a colorful picture book in her hand, her eyes focused on the illustrations on the page.

Her tiny fingers occasionally pointed at the characters in the book, murmuring softly, as if having an interesting conversation with the book’s little friends.

As the story unfolded with its twists and turns, her expression changed accordingly—sometimes revealing a look of surprise, sometimes lost in thought, completely absorbed in the book’s world.

Those unaware might mistakenly think she could understand the words in the picture book, savoring its profound meanings.

Actually.

She knew so few words, she could count them on her ten tiny fingers!

That’s right!

She was guessing the story from the pictures, engaging in a unique dialogue with the world of the picture book in her own way!

Meanwhile, Weiwei quietly sat on the other side of the bed.

Her legs slightly curled, she tightly clutched her beloved Peppa Pig stuffed toy.

Her little hands occasionally played with the doll, sometimes stroking Peppa Pig’s ears, sometimes patting its belly, sometimes gently shaking its body...

Trying different tricks to coax it to sleep.

As she played.

The fun of solitary play gradually diminished.

Weiwei started to feel a bit bored.

Just then.

A thought suddenly flashed in her little mind, and she came up with a good idea to break the current boredom.

So...

She blinked her bright eyes, excitedly turned to Qingqing: "Sister, let’s play a game together!"

Qingqing looked up, smiled and put down the picture book, nodding: "Sure, sister, what game would you like to play?"

"Hmm!" Weiwei blinked her lively big eyes, thought for a moment, then with an eager expression said: "Why don’t we play a finger rhyme game? Didn’t Miss Yang just teach us a new rhyme ’Fingers Change Change Change’? Let’s play that!"

"Yes! Sister, let’s play ’Fingers Change Change Change’ together!" Qingqing nodded like a little chick pecking at grains, her eyes filled with anticipation for the game.

The next second.

The two little ones sat facing each other, their little hands eagerly stretched out, ready to start a finger rhyme game.

"One finger changes, changes, changes, into a little bug crawling, crawling."

Qingqing said while raising two fingers, then quickly made a fist, alternating up and down, immediately bending and stretching her two index fingers flexibly, like a lively little bug crawling.

Seeing this, Weiwei couldn’t wait to join in, singing and mimicking.

Although her little fingers weren’t as nimble as Qingqing’s, she also tried hard to form a crawling little bug.

"Two fingers change, change, change, into a little rabbit jumping, jumping."

Qingqing said sweetly, while her hands each extended two fingers, flexibly changing gestures.

Following the lyrics, she placed four little fingers on her head, as if putting on a pair of cute rabbit ears.

With the nimble bending of her fingers, the pair of high-standing "rabbit ears" nodded lively, as if greeting everyone, playful and cute.

Weiwei’s eyes sparkled, and she continued: "Fingers change, change, change, into a little cat meow, meow, meow!"

As she spoke, her little fingers also began to change magically.

Her thumbs and index fingers formed an "O" shape, each stretching out the other three fingers, six fingers cleverly curved into cat paw shapes, placed beside her mouth as little cat whiskers, shaking her head side to side.

Just like that, an adorable "little kitty" appeared vividly.

The two little girls’ fingers danced in the air, transforming into various animals and shapes.

Sometimes a crawling crab, sometimes a flying little bird... The transformations of their ten fingers were full of childlike fun.

As the game continued...

The laughter of Qingqing and Weiwei grew louder and louder.

"Hey, what are you playing that’s making you so happy? Daddy can hear your laughter all the way from the balcony." Huang Jun, having finished the house chores, heard the crisp laughter of his daughters floating out from the bedroom, playfully slipping into his ears.

He curiously pushed open the bedroom door.

"Daddy!" Seeing Huang Jun, Qingqing and Weiwei immediately stopped the game and excitedly ran towards him.

Huang Jun quickly opened his arms, embracing the two little ones, unable to resist kissing Qingqing’s little face.

"Daddy, what about me, what about me, and me too!"

Weiwei, seeing this, eagerly called out, watching her dad kiss her sister, her face full of jealousy.

"Don’t worry, how could Daddy forget about you?" Huang Jun smiled, rubbing his forehead against her pink little nose, then also kissing her rosy cheeks.

Weiwei instantly laughed with her eyes curved like crescent moons, her jealousy vanishing in an instant.

"Qingqing, Weiwei, what were you playing just now?" Huang Jun picked up the two little darlings and placed them back on the bed.

"Daddy, my sister and I were playing a finger game!" Qingqing held Huang Jun’s hand excitedly, "Daddy, do you want to join us too?"

"A finger game? That sounds fun!" Huang Jun was somewhat intrigued and quickly nodded, "Of course, I can join you, but Daddy doesn’t know how to play, so can you teach me?"

"Of course, we can!" Weiwei’s little face was brimming with excitement and pride as she quickly replied, "Daddy, we’ve already played through it once, so let’s start again from the beginning!"

"Daddy, just follow my sister and me. It’s okay if you don’t get it at first, take your time!" Qingqing said considerately.

"Alright! Daddy will do his best to keep up with you!" Huang Jun nodded with a smile and sat on the edge of the bed, ready to start this new game with his two precious girls.

"Hehe!"

The two little darlings scooted closer with grins, sitting upright.

Huang Jun nodded with a smile, sitting on the edge of the bed, ready to start this new game with his two precious girls.

Qingqing’s eyes sparkled, announcing with a curved smile, "Alright, let’s begin!"

"One finger turns, turns, turns, into a little worm crawling, crawling." Weiwei started first, her little index finger flexibly bending and extending, truly resembling a worm wriggling.

Huang Jun carefully watched Weiwei’s movements and then attempted to mimic them with his own fingers.

At first, his actions were a bit clumsy.

But gradually, he began to flexibly change his fingers, keeping up with Weiwei’s rhythm.

Qingqing continued, "Two fingers turn, turn, turn, into a little rabbit hopping around."

Saying this, her little fingers turned into two lively bunnies, hopping in the air.

Huang Jun also followed Qingqing’s example, extending two fingers to mimic the little rabbit’s hopping movements.

Although his actions weren’t as smooth as his two precious girls’, he managed to complete the entire action, albeit clumsily.

And so...

With the careful guidance of his two precious girls, Huang Jun gradually mastered the game "Fingers Turn, Turn, Turn."

They recited the nursery rhyme while changing hand gestures, having a fantastic time.

The bedroom was filled with their laughter and the warm atmosphere of parent-child bonding.

"Daddy, you’re amazing!" Weiwei looked at Huang Jun with eyes shining with admiration.

"Yeah, Daddy learned really fast and picked it up instantly, awesome!" Qingqing giggled and clapped for him.

Listening to his daughters’ praises, Huang Jun’s heart was filled with satisfaction and happiness, and all his fatigue vanished in that moment.

"You two are amazing too!"

Huang Jun generously praised them.

This nursery rhyme, transforming from one finger to a caterpillar to five fingers flying off like a bird, might have simple lyrics, but it isn’t short.

Unexpectedly, these two little ones remembered everything, even executing each action perfectly.

Watching them at home being little teachers, instructing in songs and movements, they really had it down pat.

In fact.

Their performance in class was completely different.

In class, although they were well-behaved and obedient students, whenever Yang Yuxi taught the finger game, if she wasn’t particularly attentive, the two little ones would act like little puppets, staying motionless.

Only when Yang Yuxi reminded them would they symbolically raise their hands, following the moves slightly.

Since school had just begun, Yang Yuxi’s management in this regard was relatively lenient, merely thinking these little ones might not be enthusiastic about finger games.

But if the teacher had the chance to witness them performing the nursery rhyme so enthusiastically at home, perhaps she would suddenly realize: they aren’t uninterested in finger games; they just prefer freely expressing themselves in a familiar family environment rather than appearing so restrained during school’s group activities.

Huang Jun deliberately teased, "Qingqing, Weiwei, Daddy is so great, is there a reward?"

Faced with this unexpected request for a reward, Qingqing and Weiwei were momentarily stunned.

The two of them exchanged glances, a hint of confusion crossing their eyes, soon followed by contemplation.

They silently calculated in their hearts what reward they could give Daddy, something he’d also like.

But no matter how they racked their brains, they couldn’t think of a reward both special and that Daddy would love.

Weiwei tilted her little head and directly asked, "Umm... Daddy, what kind of reward do you want?"

"Yeah, Daddy, you tell us. As long as you say it, my sister and I will prepare it together!" Qingqing’s eyes shone with seriousness.

Afraid Daddy might request something beyond their ability, Weiwei softly cautioned, "Daddy, don’t make it too hard, if it’s too hard, my sister and I might not be able to do it..."

Watching his daughters’ earnest expressions, Huang Jun felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

He smiled and shook his head, pointing to his cheek, saying effortlessly, "It’s not hard at all! Just give Daddy a kiss!"

Just that!

Simple!

The two little darlings cheered, jumping gleefully.

They both leaned in, puckering their little lips, and each gave Daddy a peck on the cheek, leaving behind sweet little marks.

Huang Jun’s face glowed with a smile of happiness...