My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

Compared to the chaos inside, the atmosphere outside the door was particularly gloomy.

Wen Xian had already left for work, and Shen Shilan and Shen Xizhou also had their own things to do. There were also three elderly people and Shen Wanning and her husband present.

"Mom and Dad, you should go back inside. It's too cold outside. Le Bao will be fine."

The three elderly people were reluctant to leave, peering through the tiny crack in the wall to see how their precious child was doing, whether she was still crying, whether she was tired and thirsty, and whether other children were bullying her.

Shen Wanning tried to persuade her for a long time with great effort, but no one listened to her.

She turned around, wanting Lu Chenyue to also try to persuade them, because it was such a cold day, and it wouldn't be good if any of the elderly people caught a cold.

To her surprise, when she turned around to look for someone, the man who had been behind her was now peering over the wall. If it weren't for the rule against it, he might have already climbed over the wall and gone inside.

Well, so she's the only heartless one in the whole family.

Despite Lu Chenyue's habit of tattled on Le Bao and the fact that Le Bao often hit him, he was incredibly worried when his daughter was actually away from him in an unfamiliar environment.

With a sigh, Shen Wanning looked at the four "Wangzai Stones" clinging to the wall and left helplessly.

It's not that she doesn't worry about her child; she's reluctant to part with her, but Le Bao has to learn to be independent because everyone in the family spoils her too much.

She believes that with the little one's bold and daring personality, he will quickly adapt to kindergarten life.

Indeed, inside the house, Le Bao was already playing with the children in front of and behind her.

Sitting next to her was Yu Muchen, and in front of her sat a young girl from Northeast China who was even more robust than her.

The little girl spoke with a strong Northeastern accent, and her way of speaking was hilarious. Before long, Le Bao was captivated by her accent.

Behind her sat a little boy who looked rather shy, thin and small, sitting quietly in the last row, huddled up.

"Hey, what's your name, Wo Si Le Bao?"

Le Bao turned around and spoke to the little boy behind him.

The little boy seemed surprised that someone would talk to him, and was momentarily taken aback.

"I know, his name is Lele, I heard his mom call him this morning."

The little girl in the front row volunteered to answer Le Bao's question.

"Wow, your name is Lele, and mine is Lebao. We look so alike!"

Because both of their names contained the character "乐" (le), the little guy couldn't help but pay more attention to this thin, small boy.

"Alright, classmates, from now on we're all classmates. We must be friendly and cooperative, and no arguing or fighting. If you need anything, you can ask Teacher Ranran. Now, we're going to eat. Everyone, hold hands and follow me, okay?"

The homeroom teacher, Ms. Ranran, was finally able to say a few words in a quiet environment, but whether the children listened or not was another matter.

Everyone held hands, preparing to go to the classroom next door for lunch.

The girl from Northeast China boldly took Le Bao's hand. Le Bao reached out to hold Le Le's hand, but Yu Muchen stopped her.

He squeezed between Le Bao and Le Le, took Le Bao's little hand, and handed the corner of his clothes to Le Le so that he could hold onto it.

The teacher took the children to the special classroom for meals, had them sit in rows, and then she and the dormitory teacher distributed the meals to everyone.

The kindergarten meals are designed for nutritional balance, so carrots and leafy greens are a must. Unfortunately, these are the two things Le Bao dislikes the most.

To be precise, Le Bao only likes to eat meat.

When the teacher placed the trays in front of each student, the classroom became chaotic again.

Children of this age are usually fed by adults at home, so the chances of them picking up utensils to eat on their own are very slim.

Although Le Bao can eat by herself, she takes it for granted that she will be fed by someone else.

And this external force is none other than Yu Muchen.

"Ah, I don't want this vegetable dish, I want meat."

Le Bao pointed to the meat on the plate and asked Yu Muchen to feed her some.

The little girl from Northeast China, Rou Rou, was eating heartily while clutching her plate. Although her name had nothing to do with her, it represented her parents' expectations for her.

Her parents hoped she would be gentler, both in her speech and actions. But this little girl was a tomboy.

Lele was also eating slowly and methodically with a spoon, while at their table, only Lebao was being fed.

"Le Bao, you're a big kid now. You should do things for yourself. Your teacher believes you can do it."

Teacher Ranran went around correcting and inspecting each student, and saw Le Bao acting like an old man, picking at his toes with one hand and giving directions with the other, while all she had to do was open her mouth to eat.

Yu Muchen, who was serving Le Bao, showed no impatience or reluctance whatsoever. On the contrary, he thoroughly enjoyed taking care of Le Bao.

The teacher put a spoon in Le Bao's hand and put one of her shoes back on. She then taught her how to eat by herself.

The teacher praised the little guy highly, and the chubby girl was too embarrassed to let Yu Muchen feed her anymore.

So she took the spoon and ate all the meat on the plate, leaving behind a pile of carrots and greens.

"Ah, little pot."

She shakily scooped up a spoonful of carrot and fed it to Yu Muchen, then took a spoonful of meat from his plate in return.

Yu Muchen wasn't annoyed. He wasn't a picky eater and would eat anything. Besides, he was happy to eat what Le Bao fed him.

Rou Rou, the "King of Rice," had already finished her plate. She raised her little hand, asking the teacher to give her another plate.

The teacher didn't dare to add too much, fearing the children would have indigestion, so she only gave them a small portion.

"Le Bao, don't you eat vegetables?"

Rou Rou, who had finished showing off her food, looked at the remaining vegetables on Le Bao's plate and swallowed hard. She could eat them; she loved to eat everything.

"No more wailing, just seven meaty pieces."

Le Bao poked at the vegetables on the plate with his spoon, clearly disgusted.

"Can I have some? I'm not full."

The little girl looked so pitiful. She used to need to eat three bowls of rice to feel full at home, but today she had only eaten half of it and she was hungry.

"Give it to Niqi."

Le Bao was more than happy if someone took away the food she didn't like. So she very readily pushed the plate away.

The little girl picked up the plate and solved Le Bao's problem in just a few bites.

Wow, you guys are amazing!

The little guy clapped his hands, looking at the gentle, gluttonous girl with admiration.

In her world, eating carrots and green vegetables was like taking bitter medicine. But this older girl, two months her senior, ate all the things she hated without batting an eye.

"I'm not a picky eater, I eat everything. If there's any dish you don't want to eat in the future, give it to me."

The little girl patted her chest proudly.

This delighted the chubby girl; it was exactly what she wanted.

Yu Muchen was somewhat displeased as he listened to their conversation. He had originally intended to help Le Bao resolve the issue, but now someone else had come and drawn Le Bao's attention away.

In an effort to win back Le Bao's attention, Yu Muchen would occasionally feed Le Bao a couple of bites of meat from his plate until the disc finished.

After finishing his meal, Le Bao stood up on his own and started to walk out.

After finishing her meal, she should go home and sleep.