I'm back in 1990

Chapter 908: The Stay-at-Home Husband

It was still early, so Yu Xiang went upstairs, leaving Huang Xiaochuan alone on the first floor.

Looking at the heavy snow and his two children playing happily, Huang Xiaochuan couldn't help but think of southwestern Sichuan. He wondered if such a thing would happen again in this life.

Everything that could be done has been done in advance. Through years of donations and construction, 100% of the school buildings in these areas have been replaced. Now it's just a matter of whether we can withstand this disaster.

To be honest, Huang Xiaochuan didn't consider himself a saint. But since he had this chance to live again, he wanted to do what he could. He wasn't a god and couldn't save everyone, so he would help as many people as he could and save as many as he could.

However, he would never be foolish enough to tell the relevant authorities about this potential major disaster, not even anonymously. Doing so would only put him in an uncontrollable and dangerous situation, which was not what he wanted.

Huang Xiaochuan only helps others when he can ensure his own safety. He would never do it if his own safety is not guaranteed. As for the schools he donated to build, it would be easy to answer if someone asked about it later, because in addition to southwestern Sichuan, there were also a lot of schools donated to build in Guizhou and Guangxi. This was a plan that had been made long ago, and even if someone raised doubts, they would be quickly dispelled.

However, deep down, Huang Xiaochuan hoped that this disaster would not happen. In this life, he had children and had a different understanding of life. Having lived two lives, he was able to deeply understand the feelings of others after losing their loved ones.

"Dad!" The little girl pushed the door open and shouted at her father from the doorway.

Huang Xiaochuan's thoughts were interrupted. He looked at his precious daughter, whose face was flushed, and his heart was filled with love.

"Come in quickly, the snowman is already built, isn't it? Call your brother back too."

Unexpectedly, the little girl not only refused to go home, but also made her father play snowball fight with them.

"Dad, come out and play with us! It's more fun with lots of people!"

Huang Xiaochuan glanced towards the door, then his playful mood suddenly kicked in: "Wait here, I'll put on some clothes!"

Seeing that her father agreed to play with them, the little girl ran excitedly to the yard to tell her brother, and whispered something in his ear. Huang Zeji smiled and nodded.

As soon as Huang Xiaochuan stepped out, two snowballs flew towards him and hit him squarely.

"Damn it, they actually dared to launch a sneak attack!" Huang Xiaochuan dodged the second wave of attacks, bent over and rushed into the garden. He crouched behind a bush, quickly grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a large snowball, peeked out to find a target, threw it, and hit the target!

"Yay!" Huang Xiaochuan shouted happily when he saw the little girl get hit by the snowball.

Before he could even enjoy his victory for two seconds, his son ambushed him, hitting him squarely in the face. Tears welled up in his eyes, but thankfully, the snow on his face prevented any visible signs of injury. Otherwise, he would have been incredibly embarrassed. To be made to cry by his own son during a snowball fight—if others knew, they would laugh themselves silly.

He wiped the snow and tears from his face with his hands and continued fighting.

The three of them played around in the garden, having a great time. Yu Xiang, who was standing upstairs, saw this scene and watched them playfully bickering with a smile.

Yu Xiang was very happy that her son, Huang Zeji, who is usually not very active, was able to play outdoors for so long today. In Yu Xiang's opinion, boys should be lively, active, and a little mischievous, while her son was too mature for his age. Yu Xiang once thought that this would cause him to lose the joy of childhood, but now it seems that she was overthinking it. This child is just a child, and he is naturally playful.

Moreover, she is very willing for her husband to play with the two children like this, as it is the best way to enhance the father-son (daughter) relationship.

The ugly creature followed the three of them everywhere, but ended up eating several large snowballs. It was so frightened that it curled its little tail and ran away as fast as it could, keeping its distance from the three of them and never coming near them again, as it was too dangerous.

When the three of them got tired of playing and returned home, their clothes were soaked and their shoes were full of water. When they sat at the door and took off their shoes, their feet were still steaming. The two little ones couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes, you guys!" Yu Xiang appeared at just the right moment.

The two had a clear division of labor: Yu Xiang took the little girl to take a bath, while Huang Zeji was naturally left to his father, Huang Xiaochuan.

Huang Xiaochuan washed his son's hair first, and then busied himself washing his own hair.

"Dad, let me wash your hair!" Huang Zeji offered to wash his father's hair.

This made Huang Xiaochuan extremely happy; the old father's heart melted.

"Okay! Okay!" Huang Xiaochuan sat down with a smile, letting his son wash his hair.

At that moment, Huang Xiaochuan felt that raising his son had not been in vain.

The nannies were all on holiday, so Huang Xiaochuan was naturally in charge of lunch. He also had to cook lunch for Lao Yu and Zheng Aiying so that Yu Xiang could deliver it to them later.

Before cooking, he brews a pot of tea and thinks about the dishes he will make for lunch while drinking the tea. After finishing the tea, Huang Xiaochuan, fully recharged, puts on his apron and starts working. From now on, he is not some internationally renowned economist or the richest man; he is just a stay-at-home husband.

Tang Jianhua is meticulous in his work. He prepares the ingredients in portions of two per dish, and cleans them all thoroughly. Except for the vegetables, which need to be rinsed, the seafood can be used after thawing.

One person worked in the kitchen for less than an hour, and six dishes and a soup were ready.

Two silver pomfret weighing about one pound each were steamed. One was kept at home, and the other was sent to the hospital by Yu Xiang later.

The braised pork with dried bamboo shoots that Tang Jianhua sent was steamed in a steamer for fifteen minutes. After reheating, it was ready to eat.

Garlic shrimp is a must-order, because my son and daughter love this dish. It's actually a substitute for garlic lobster, but there are no lobsters this season, and even if there were, they wouldn't have much meat and wouldn't taste good.

The elderly mother, Zeng Lijuan, personally made two sausages, steamed them, and sliced ​​them.

The soup was also sent by Tang Jianhua; it was Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. All you had to do was take a pot and heat it up on the stove.

The dish served fresh from the wok consists of two vegetarian dishes.

This dish is so easy to make.

He packed a separate portion of all six dishes, including the soup, so that Yu Xiang could take them to the hospital. Since someone would be going with her, Yu Xiang wouldn't have to carry them herself. The packaged dishes, along with the containers, were quite heavy.

"Dinner's ready!" Huang Xiaochuan shouted loudly as he busied himself serving the dishes.

"Wow, so fast!" Yu Xiang heard the voice and came over to help serve the dishes.

Huang Xiaochuan said smugly, "Don't you even know who did it?"

Yu Xiang affectionately nudged the man: "You're getting cocky just because I said you're fat! Where's my parents' food?"

Huang Xiaochuan pointed to the food that had already been packed in an insulated bag: "It's been prepared for a while. Just send it over after you've eaten."

Yu Xiang shook her head: "No, you stay home and eat with Xiaodong and Xiaoduo. I'll go over and eat with my parents, and I'll also talk to them about something."

"Alright! Go now!" Huang Xiaochuan said as he carried the insulated bag to the door, opened the door and waved outside. Li Huan quickly came over with his men.

At this moment, Huang Zeji and Huang Ruiying had already arrived at the dining table, waiting for Huang Xiaochuan to return to the table.

"Wow! Dad, the food you made looks delicious." The little girl was very good at providing emotional value, and these words made her father overjoyed.