The night descended slowly like silk, and in Jinyuan District, lights flickered as every household imrsed in the warm ti after dinner.
On the top floor, in a corner of Huang Jun’s living room, a colorful children’s rug was laid out.
On the carpet, small plastic pots, pans, plates, and bowls were neatly arranged. Beside them were exquisite small tables and chairs, and next to them were rows of various realistic food models—from brightly colored plastic fruits to elaborately made cakes and pizzas, each one vivid and lifelike.
At this mont, Qingqing was wearing her favorite little apron, a small chef’s hat on her head, sitting upright on the carpet, her small hands busily fluttering among the toys.
anwhile, Weiwei sat quietly to the side, eagerly awaiting Qingqing’s "culinary masterpiece."
Indeed!
They were playing the roles of little chef and custor, and the make-believe ga was in full swing.
"My dishes are ready, dear custor, please enjoy..." Qingqing, with a sweet smile on her face, enthusiastically handed the pretend food to Weiwei.
"Thank you!"
Weiwei took the "food," imitating the action of tasting, her little mouth chewing with exaggerated relish, honestly more lifelike and captivating than many actors’ eating scenes in showbiz.
After "eating," Weiwei looked up and, with her childish voice, sincerely praised, "Delicious!"
"Hehe~"
Hearing Weiwei’s complint, a joyous smile blossod on Qingqing’s face.
"Sister, now it’s my turn to be the chef..." Weiwei eagerly requested.
"Sure!"
Qingqing agreed readily, taking off her chef’s outfit and hat and handing them to Weiwei.
Weiwei took the clothes excitedly, quickly dressed, and began earnestly playing the role of a little chef.
Her little hands took up a knife, imitating chopping vegetables gracefully.
Once chopped, she put the vegetables into a pot, turned on the "fire," and with a spatula, began to "stir-fry"...
At this ti.
Huang Jun, having tidied up the kitchen, walked out, smiling as he asked, "What are you busy with? It looks so lively."
"Daddy, my sister and I are playing house, and I’m just like you, Daddy, a great chef." Weiwei lifted her head, a little proud, with eyes twinkling: "Daddy, wait for a mont; I’ll soon finish stir-frying the eggplant for you to taste~"
Huang Jun supportively responded, "Okay, Dad’s waiting, it must be delicious!"
Saying this, he sat down beside Qingqing, joining in as a custor, waiting patiently for Weiwei’s "delicacies" to be served.
"It’s done!"
Weiwei announced with a smile, carefully serving the "eggplant" from the pan onto two plates, and then handed them to her father and sister, politely saying, "Dear custors, your stir-fried eggplant is ready; please enjoy!"
This little manner, she truly was like a tiny "waiter"!
"Oh wow, it really looks wonderful! Slls delicious and is so visually appetizing..."
Huang Jun took it, giving it a serious look, subtly smiling, giving a thumbs-up in praise.
"Thank you!" Weiwei said happily, "Daddy, you... oh no, custor, hurry up and eat it while it’s hot, or it won’t taste good when it’s cold!"
"Alright!"
Huang Jun picked up a plastic spoon, scooped a big spoonful of eggplant, pretended to savor it with gusto, and, after "eating," didn’t forget to comnt: "Mm, it’s really delicious; the stir-fried eggplant is slightly crispy on the outside, soft and glutinous inside, cooked to perfection!"
"Mm-hmm, really tasty!"
Qingqing cooperatively joined in, "chewing" with relish, her beautiful big eyes closing in delight, as if truly savoring so gourt dish.
After playing along for a while, Huang Jun smiled and said, "It’s getting late; shall we tidy up and go for a bath?"
"Okay..."
Qingqing and Weiwei nodded obediently.
"Alright, then Daddy will go run the bath; you two should put the toys away first!" Huang Jun reminded, then got up to head to the bathroom.
"Okay, Daddy, we know, we’ll neatly put the toys back ho~"
Qingqing and Weiwei responded as they began tidying up the toys.
As they tidied up, they sang, "I have a ho, and toys have their own ho, rember to put them back ho..."
The two cooperated wonderfully, and in no ti, they neatly sorted all the toys into the toy basket, even thoughtfully rolling up the small blanket and placing it in the corner.
"Ti for a bath~"
The two little ones hopped to the bathroom door, peeking in with curiosity, observing the steamy bathroom, while in their childish voices they asked, "Daddy, is the bathwater ready?"
In the bathroom, Huang Jun had already filled two buckets with hot water.
Knowing the delicate nature of children’s skin, aware that incorrect bathwater temperature could cause harm, he didn’t test the water temperature with his hand but chose to use his more sensitive elbow.
After all, adults’ palms are relatively insensitive to temperature, easily leading to misjudgnt.
Therefore, using the elbow to test the water temperature was undoubtedly a more accurate and careful approach.
All these parenting tips were what Huang Jun learned and mastered gradually after becoming the father of two darling daughters, through reading parenting books and constant practice.
Being a dad isn’t easy, and it’s sothing to cherish!
After confirming that the water temperature was appropriate, he smiled at the kids and said, "It’s ready, co on in!"
Upon hearing this, the two little ones hopped into the bathroom like two cheerful little bunnies.
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