Chapter 1763 Two Dishes

And her next words actually sounded a bit incoherent even to her own ears. This time, the parent-child activity was for the children and parents to cook a dish together, and then let the children sit together to eat. Of course, they could also make two dishes in a group.

"Let's do it together," Yan Huan said to Mrs. Gao.

"Okay," Mrs. Gao also smiled, but she was relieved.

She knew that Yan Huan was helping her, and she really couldn't cook.

"Babies, what do you want to eat?" Yan Huan asked the three children. She would make whatever they wanted to eat. The kindergarten provided a lot of ingredients. It was worthy of being a first-class kindergarten, and it was worth the cost.

"Make meatballs," Xunxun pulled her mother's clothes and said in a baby voice, "Xunxun wants to eat meatballs made by mom."

Xiao Qi and Xiao Guang also nodded. They agreed with their sister's idea. As long as their sister liked it, they had no objection.

"Okay, this is one, and there is another one, Xiao Xiaomei, what do you think?" Yan Huan bent down again and asked the shy Xiao Xiaomei. This child is too shy and very timid, and always hides behind her mother.

Xunxun was also timid when she was young, but later she became braver. In fact, it was because she had two brothers, and it didn't matter if she made a mistake, anyway, her two brothers would take the blame for her.

"Xiao Xiaomei, what do you like to eat? Auntie will make it for you. Auntie will make a lot of delicious food."

"Really?" Xiao Xiaomei's eyes lit up, and then she looked up at her mother.

Can she do it?

"Tell me, what do you want to eat?" Madam Gao touched her daughter's hair again, "Your Aunt Yan is as famous as her acting skills, and her cooking skills."

"How can it be so good?" Yan Huan was a little embarrassed by the praise. In fact, it was not so good. It's just that she made it too much, so she was used to it.

Xiao Xiaomei bit her little finger and thought for a while, "Auntie, can you make sweet meat for Xiao Xiaomei?"

"Okay," Yan Nan agreed very happily. She pinched Xiao Xiaomei's little face again, "Auntie will make sweet meat for you."

This kind of sweet meat, isn't it sweet and sour pork tenderloin? She knows how to make this. The three children at home also like to eat it. She could have made fish for them, but at home, they were fed by adults, for fear that they would eat fish bones. Although she would carefully pick out the fish bones, she was still afraid that there were so many children here, so forget it, don't eat fish, eat meat instead.

The kindergarten also spent a lot of effort this time. A total of several stoves were prepared, one for each parent. Most of them were in groups of one parent. Some parents probably didn't know how to do anything and stood there without knowing what to do.

Yan Huan was already busy at this time. Yan Huan's three children, plus Xiao Xiaomei, were squatting on the ground, picking up vegetable leaves. Lu Qi had been patiently teaching Xiao Xiaomei how to pick up vegetables. Xiao Xiaomei's little hands might be a little clumsy at first, but she learned it in a short while.

When Yan Huan was chopping pork, she handed the knife to Mrs. Gao. Mrs. Gao didn't know how to cook, but this was not difficult for her.

Mrs. Gao was also very grateful to Yan Huan. Yan Huan was clearly doing this so that she wouldn't be too embarrassed here. She glanced at the parents who were busy there at this time, and she was really grateful to meet Yan Huan here. Otherwise, she might have become that embarrassing parent, and she couldn't afford to lose this person.

However, she really had to learn how to cook when she went back this time. Looking at the actions of Yan Huan's three children, it was obvious that they would often help their mother, and her Xiao Xiaomei also looked serious. This was indeed a good opportunity for parent-child communication. She would learn well when she went back in the future and cook a table of delicious meals for her Xiao Xiaomei. Moreover, there might be more parent-child activities like this in the future. She couldn't always be so lucky to have Yan Huan to help her.

When Yan Huan was frying meatballs, Mrs. Gao protected the four children to prevent them from being splashed by oil. Yan Huan fried these meatballs bigger than usual because the children were too young. She was afraid that the children would choke accidentally and swallow the whole meatball. So when they were bigger, they could eat them with confidence. Then they would be divided into two from the middle to become a semicircular meatball, which would be easier.

The process of frying meatballs was Yan Huan's, and cutting meatballs was done by Mrs. Gao.

This was very simple. Just cut it from the middle. There was no technical content. It didn't matter if it was cut sideways or crooked.

"Auntie, is this delicious?" Xiao Xiaomei put her little paws on the table and stood on tiptoe, as if she was hungry.

Yan Huan took a meatball, cut it into four parts, and gave each child a small piece.

Whether it tastes good or not is not something you can tell by asking, you have to eat it yourself.

No matter how much others say it is delicious, you can never know whether it tastes good or not. Only after you have eaten it yourself, you will know what it tastes like.

Xiao Xiaomei ate carefully, and just after taking a bite, her eyes curved and she smiled.

"Auntie, this is really delicious."

"Then eat more," Yan Huan pinched Xiao Xiaomei's little face again, "give Auntie more face, and make sure to eat up the food, okay?"

"Okay," Xiao Xiaomei nodded her head vigorously, "Auntie, don't worry, Xiao Xiaomei will definitely eat more meals and vegetables."

After Yan Huan made the meatballs, she made sweet and sour pork ribs and corn soup. Her three children loved it. In fact, whether other children liked it or not was none of her business. She only made it for her own children.

When Yan Huan brought her own dishes, some parents also made their own dishes.

But after looking at them, Yan Huan's dishes were the best-looking, and of course they were delicious. Some parents made black things, but they didn't care. I thought no one would want to give their children that kind of food, so as not to make their children have diarrhea.

The kindergarten teacher brought small bowls one by one, each with a small half bowl of rice.

These rices are for the children. They have to eat by themselves now. The teachers will distribute the dishes to the children, and they will eat by themselves. As for the parents, they will have a table of kindergarten meals, which is also for them to understand the meals in the kindergarten. This will make the parents believe that their kindergarten has always done the best in providing meals for children.

The children ate the meals in their own small bowls, and they were all well-behaved.