Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten-Chapter 130 - 126: Can I Skip Breakfast?

The late night descended, all around was silent, only the moonlight and starlight decorating the peaceful night sky.

Perhaps it was because Qingqing and Weiwei napped too long in the afternoon, or perhaps today’s events made them too excited. After their bath, the two little ones, in their cute little nightgowns, barefoot, joyfully bounced around on the bed.

Sounds of laughter and cheering echoed nonstop...

No signs of sleepiness at all!

So much so that when Huang Jun came in after his shower and saw this scene, he nearly lost his composure!

Weren’t they supposed to be sleeping well?

Why are they now jumping on the bed like two excited little deer?

"Daddy~ Daddy~"

Seeing Huang Jun enter, the two little ones immediately stopped what they were doing and leapt from the bed straight into Huang Jun’s arms.

Huang Jun opened his arms and caught them steadily, asking gently, "Didn’t you promise to go to sleep as soon as you got back to the room? Why aren’t you sleeping now?"

Oh no!

Oops, oops!!

Qingqing and Weiwei suddenly realized their mistake. They had been so caught up in playing that they completely forgot their promise to dad.

Weiwei blinked her big eyes, looking innocently at Huang Jun, pouting slightly, her voice laced with a bit of a whine, "Daddy, you haven’t told us a bedtime story yet?"

Uh...

So it’s his fault after all?

Huang Jun looked at the clever little Weiwei and found himself at a loss!

She had a point, leaving him with nothing to argue against!

Oh well, oh well!

His own daughters, he would cherish them even with tears in his eyes!

Qingqing, like a child who had done something wrong, lowered her head, her little hands tightly gripping the edge of her nightgown, speaking in a small, guilty voice, "Sorry, Daddy, I was just caught up playing with my sister and forgot what you said before. Next time I’ll remember to go to sleep early with my sister."

"It’s okay, Daddy isn’t blaming you."

Huang Jun placed the little ones back on the bed, gently stroked Qingqing’s small head, eyes full of affection, "It’s just that it’s very late already, and you have school tomorrow. You should get some rest."

Qingqing and Weiwei both nodded obediently.

Huang Jun then looked at Weiwei, his eyes full of warmth as he gently stroked her small head, speaking softly, "Then Daddy will tell you a bedtime story now, but you need to lie down and be good, okay? After the story, we’ll sleep together, alright?"

"Okay, Weiwei will be good and go to sleep!"

Weiwei nodded happily, quickly climbed to her own little special spot and lay down eagerly, placing her little hands and feet neatly, looking expectantly at her dad.

Qingqing, seeing this, hurried to lie down too, tightly holding onto Huang Jun’s hand, eyes full of anticipation.

Watching the two little ones in their obedient poses, Huang Jun smiled gently, then helped cover them with a small blanket to keep them from catching a cold.

He sat by the bed, casually picked up a picture book from the bedside table, and with a smile, said, "Then tonight Daddy will tell you the story of ’Toy Boat Sailing’!"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Qingqing and Weiwei nodded eagerly, excited to hear this interesting story.

Huang Jun looked down at the picture book, and with his warm and captivating voice, began to narrate slowly: "Once upon a time, there was a little boy, smart and clever, who used a can, a cork, a yellow pencil, and some white cloth to create a toy boat."

"The little boy loved this boat so much that they wouldn’t part for a moment. They played together in the bathtub, they slept together on the bed..."

As the story went deeper, Qingqing and Weiwei’s breathing gradually steadied, their eyelids lightly drooping like feathers, showing deep signs of drowsiness.

As Huang Jun reached the end of the story, he looked down to see the two little ones had drifted into a sweet dream, breathing evenly, with gentle smiles hanging on their lips.

Tonight, he believed, the little ones would have sweet dreams!

Huang Jun softly murmured, "Goodnight, my two sweethearts!"

Then, he carefully tucked them in snugly and placed a light goodnight kiss on each of their foreheads, turning off the bedside lamp to immerse the room in gentle darkness, creating a tranquil and serene sleeping environment for them.

...

On Monday morning, with the day still early, the faint light of dawn gently seeped into the Lin family’s bedroom.

Lin Yipeng gradually woke from sleep, his eyes still somewhat bleary, but upon remembering he would get to enjoy a meal cooked by Qingqing’s dad at kindergarten today, his drowsiness vanished utterly, replaced with joy and an eager desire to head to school.

And so...

He rubbed his bleary eyes, gently pushed off the small blanket from his body, and carefully climbed out of bed.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he blinked his sleepy eyes, curiously peeking outside to see if mom and dad were up yet.

However...

He did not spot any sign of mom and dad!

Nor did he hear any sounds coming from their room.

"Hmm? Are Daddy and Mommy still not up?"

With this question, he tread lightly to mom and dad’s door, gently pushed it open, and peeked inside.

Seeing that mom and dad remained immersed in dreamland, breathing evenly and deeply, seeming completely unaware it was time to wake up.

And so.

With a cunning idea, he decided to wake them up in his own way.

He quietly climbed onto the bed.

Like a mischievous little monkey bouncing at the foot of the bed, his little feet gently stepping on the soft air-conditioned blanket, making faint "puff puff" sounds.

At this moment.

Still immersed in their dreams, Lin Weilin and Qu Qing were startled awake by this sudden sense of shaking!

Qu Qing, whose eyes hadn’t opened yet, instinctively thought an earthquake had occurred, a wave of panic rising within her.

"Honey, it’s bad, there’s an earthquake, quick, get up..."

As she shouted, she quickly lifted the blanket to get out of bed, too hurried to even put on slippers, rushing towards their son’s room.

Even though last night their son Lin Yipeng had thrown a tantrum because he didn’t get to eat Chef Huang’s grilled lamb skewers, causing Qu Qing quite a headache and even a fleeting impulse to team up with her husband for some "mixed doubles" discipline.

However, her son was after all her precious baby whom she carried for ten months and gave birth to after much hardship!

No matter how much he cried or acted naughty usually, her love for him remained unwavering, impossible to relinquish.

Therefore.

When danger came, Qu Qing’s first reaction was to ensure her son’s safety.

But just as she staggered towards her son’s room, she noticed her bedroom door was already open, and her precious son Lin Yipeng was bouncing up and down on her bed, wearing a face full of excitement.

Seeing this, Qu Qing was momentarily stunned.

She then realized, that sense of shaking was not an earthquake, but her mischievous son playing tricks.

In an instant...

Her panic and anxiety dissipated rapidly, replaced by an uncontrollable anger.

"Pengpeng, what are you doing? Why aren’t you sleeping peacefully in your own room, instead coming to ours and jumping on the bed? Do you feel itchy and want a spanking?"

"Mommy, I wasn’t being naughty, I just wanted to wake you up, we need to go to kindergarten!" Lin Yipeng stopped jumping, turned his head to look at Qu Qing, his face showing a pure, innocent smile.

"Huh? Time to go to kindergarten?"

Upon hearing her son’s reply, Qu Qing’s blame turned to guilt.

Realizing that she and her husband might have gotten up late today, causing her son to feel anxious, thus using such a unique method to wake her.

Thinking that her son had grown up and understands to go to kindergarten on time, she couldn’t help but feel a touch of relief.

Unfortunately!

Her relief ultimately proved wrong!

When she picked up her phone to check the time, the glaring "5:25" made her think she hadn’t woken up and was seeing things.

But the number clearly registered before her eyes, cruelly reminding her of the current time.

At that moment, Qu Qing’s mood plummeted to the bottom, anger surged up in her like a tidal wave.

She almost couldn’t resist stepping forward to give Pengpeng’s bottom a few good spanks to vent her dissatisfaction and annoyance at his premature awakening.

But ultimately, she forcibly suppressed this urge.

Taking a deep breath, she reluctantly said, "Pengpeng, look at the time, it’s not even 5:30 yet! You used to not wake up even at 7, why are you bothering me so early today? Don’t you know mommy needs more sleep?"

Pengpeng’s little head instinctively shrank back, he softly defended himself saying, "Mommy, I just wanted to go to kindergarten earlier, so I can eat the meals that Qingqing’s daddy makes sooner!"

Qu Qing: "..."

Lin Weilin: "..."

They didn’t expect that their son woke them up so early, just to eat kindergarten meals sooner.

It must be said!

This obsession runs deep!

But, kindergarten breakfast starts around 10 o’clock, what are you going to eat going so early...

The couple looked at each other, momentarily speechless!

Qu Qing took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions and said, "You can go to kindergarten, but first you have to go back to your room, make your bed, and change clothes, wash up by yourself."

Pengpeng almost didn’t hesitate, immediately responded, "Sure, sure, mommy, don’t worry, I’ll tidy up properly, change clothes, and wash up myself!"

Upon seeing their son so readily agree, Qu Qing and Lin Weilin couldn’t help but show surprised expressions.

Because in the past, whenever they asked Pengpeng to handle these daily chores, he always found various excuses to dodge, or dawdled refusing to act.

Yet now, not only does he agree right away, but also demonstrates such enthusiasm,

Sigh!

One could only say, Qingqing’s daddy’s culinary charm is truly strong...

Qu Qing helplessly laughed and said, "Alright! Off you go then! Mommy will prepare breakfast now, hopefully by the time breakfast is ready, you’ve completed all your preparations."

However, just as Qu Qing turned to leave, Pengpeng raised another request, "Mommy, can I skip breakfast? That way I can eat more at lunchtime..."

Qu Qing: "..."

Lin Weilin: "..."