Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten-Chapter 162 - 155: A Fierce Tug-of-War

Around 4:30 in the afternoon.

The entrance of the elementary school gradually became lively.

Parents were bustling about.

They stood next to bicycles, sat on electric bikes, or stood directly in the waiting area, with eager eyes peering through the fence into the campus, hoping to catch a glimpse of their children.

Before long...

With the sound of the school bell, the campus rang with laughter and joy.

Children, like birds released from a cage, cheerfully poured out of the classrooms, forming neat lines as they followed their teachers out of the campus to their designated class areas.

Wang Wenxia immediately spotted her son Chen Zirui and rushed over to grab his heavy schoolbag.

After a quick chat with the homeroom teacher about her son’s performance at school and getting a positive response, she smiled as she said goodbye to the teacher and headed toward the parking area with her son...

But Chen Zirui’s eyes were drawn to the enticing snack stalls at the school gate, and his footsteps slowed involuntarily, eyes filled with desire for grilled sausages, candied haw, fried chicken nuggets, and spicy hotpot skewers.

Wang Wenxia noticed her son’s gaze and understood.

She took Chen Zirui’s hand and gently smiled, "Son, let’s go home. There’s delicious food waiting for you at home!"

Hearing his mother mention good food at home, and with her being so secretive, Chen Zirui became excited and willingly got into the car, quickly fastening his seatbelt, and eagerly said, "Then let’s hurry home!"

As soon as they got home...

Chen Zirui rushed into the dining room, not even bothering to change his shoes, and excitedly shouted, "Mom, what good food have you prepared for me?"

"Just wait..."

Wang Wenxia smiled at her eager son, walked to the coffee table in the living room, picked up a beautifully decorated gift box, and slowly opened it in front of Chen Zirui, revealing the exquisite peony pastry inside, and said with a smile, "Ta-da... Here’s the good stuff..."

She then carefully picked up a peony pastry to hand to her son.

Huh?

That’s it?

He thought it would be something like pizza or hamburgers.

He didn’t expect it to be traditional Chinese pastries! 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

With little interest in Chinese sweets, Chen Zirui’s anticipation turned to disappointment. He shook his head and politely declined, "Not hungry, I don’t feel like eating right now."

Wang Wenxia: "..."

Fine!

Good intentions mistaken for donkey’s liver!

"Not hungry? You don’t want to eat?"

Chen Mingliang just walked into the house and overheard his son’s complaint, and curiously chimed in.

His gaze then fell on the peony pastry in Wang Wenxia’s hand, and immediately understood the situation, but seeing his wife’s slightly displeased expression, he signaled to his son and said, "Son, quickly eat it, your mom prepared it especially for you."

Then he turned to his wife, smiled, and said, "Honey, I’m a bit hungry too. Let me try one..."

He then reached out to take the peony pastry from Wang Wenxia and handed it to his son, taking another one from the gift box himself.

To be honest.

He didn’t actually like this kind of pastry, but to ease the slightly tense family atmosphere, and more importantly, to please his wife, he braced himself to try one.

Unexpectedly, with one bite, he was completely amazed by the crisp, flaky crust, the smooth, melt-in-your-mouth filling, and the perfectly sweet taste.

"Honey, where did you buy this pastry? It’s delicious!"

Chen Mingliang exclaimed excitedly, taking another eager bite.

Seeing her husband instantly fall for the pastry, Wang Wenxia laughed with pride, "This pastry cannot be bought for money because it was made by Chef Huang from our kindergarten. It’s supposed to taste good! Honey, you have no idea, how many colleagues at kindergarten were eyeing this box of peony pastries with envy. I had to risk ending friendships with colleagues just to bring this box home for you to try. But I didn’t expect our little guy not to appreciate it..."

Wang Wenxia spoke, casting a slightly reproachful glance at Chen Zirui nearby.

Chen Zirui felt his mom’s gaze, slightly flinched, and immediately looked down, pretending not to notice, while he started to doubt his dad’s words, could this peony pastry really be that good?

To him, his dad’s reaction and words seemed a bit exaggerated.

Meanwhile, Chen Mingliang was slightly surprised.

Huh?

This is the kind of pastry from the kindergarten?!

He used to think his wife, being a nursery teacher, would daily eat bland food with the kids, believing that the kindergarten food was the best available.

He even felt sorry for her and planned to treat her to a good meal this weekend.

Unexpectedly, after tasting the peony pastry his wife brought from kindergarten, he realized he should actually feel sorry for himself.

He had never tasted such a delicious pastry his entire life, while his wife got to enjoy such delicacies at the kindergarten every day!

He nearly forgot, how could someone gain so much visible weight in less than half a month and still claim to have it rough!

Suddenly felt his pity was misplaced...

Chen Zirui eyed the peony pastry in his hand, wearing a hesitant expression, and looked at Chen Mingliang half-believingly, softly asking, "Dad, is it really that good?"

Chen Mingliang firmly nodded, "Son, it’s really delicious. Give it a try, when have I ever lied to you!"

Thinking back, his father never had lied to him before.

So, he gathered his courage and gently bit into the peony pastry.

Instantly, his eyes widened, and disbelief appeared on his face.

The flaky, crumbly crust was as tasty as egg tarts, oh no, better than egg tarts.

And the sweetness was just right, not overly sugary to be cloying, yet satisfying to the taste buds.

"Isn’t the taste amazing?"

Wang Wenxia, seeing her son’s reaction, happily asked.

"Mm-hmm, delicious!" Chen Zirui eagerly nodded.

Seeing this, Wang Wenxia was satisfied as she picked up a peony pastry and began to enjoy its delightful taste.

The three of them sat together, immersed in a harmonious and happy atmosphere.

As the peony pastries in the gift box began to dwindle, the atmosphere gradually became tense.

When the last peony pastry was in sight...

Chen Mingliang gazed tenderly at Wang Wenxia, "Honey, all these years, thinking about you possibly not eating well at the kindergarten always kept my mind uneasy. But now, knowing you eat well there, I’ve finally found peace of mind."

These words warmed Wang Wenxia’s heart.

Then, Chen Mingliang turned to his son with a loving smile, "Son, haven’t you been feeling a bit under the weather lately? So let dad help you finish this peony pastry!"

As he spoke, his hand reached for the last peony pastry in the gift box.

Wang Wenxia felt her sincere feelings feed a dog: "..."

Oh, Chen Mingliang!

Pulled this trick on me!

Wang Wenxia immediately put out her hand to stop him, "Honey, remember last year at the company medical check-up, the doctor advised you to stay away from fried food."

Chen Zirui: "..."

Is this still the same mom and dad who always left the best for him?

In his memory, whenever there was something good to eat at home, his parents would always give it to him first, making sure he was satisfied and happy.

But now, they seem like two kids, arguing over a single peony pastry with flushed faces.

With this.

Chen Zirui also got anxious.

He hastily reached out to grab the last peony pastry from the gift box.

"Dad, Mom, there’s still me! You can’t take it all for yourselves!"

For a moment...

The family of three engaged in a fierce "tug-of-war" over the last piece of peony pastry.

Ultimately, the peony pastry was divided into three to calm things down!