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

Le Bao missed a day at kindergarten, and the atmosphere in the classroom became much quieter.

The next day, when Le Bao was carried out of the car by Lu Chenyue, the children who had not yet entered the classroom saw her and swarmed around her.

"Le Bao, Le Bao, why didn't you come to school yesterday?"

"Le Bao, do you seem to have a mental illness?"

"Le Bao, you don't know, yesterday..."

"..."

The children chattered excitedly, asking all sorts of questions.

Le Bao was surrounded by everyone, and the expression of resistance to going to school on his face hadn't yet disappeared.

"I'm sick, I'm going to the hospital to see Big White."

The little guy exaggerated his trip to the hospital for a checkup yesterday.

"You're really sick, aren't you? Did you get a shot? It hurts so much, I cry every time."

"Me too, me too, injections hurt too much, I don't want to get injections."

Everyone expressed their resistance to getting injections.

"I hit it, I hit it so many times, but I didn't cry."

"Wow, Le Bao, you're so brave!"

"Le Bao, you're amazing!"

Le Bao proudly raised his head, looking like it was no big deal.

"Wow, that's awesome!"

Lu Chenyue and Shen Wanning, who witnessed the whole thing from the sidelines:

"..."

Your daughter never even thinks before she brags.

Shen Wanning gestured to Lu Chenyue with her eyes.

This is also your daughter.

Lu Chenyue raised an eyebrow.

After watching their chubby daughter being ushered into the school gate, the couple drove away.

Le Bao, carrying an empty little schoolbag, followed her classmates into the classroom.

Yu Muchen's eyes lit up when he saw Le Bao arrive.

He took her empty schoolbag and placed the small cookies that Gu Nansheng had made himself, which he had brought from home, on her desk.

"Wow, Xiangxiang, is that Guoguo Qi?"

Le Bao opened the box, and a fragrant aroma wafted straight to her little nose.

She picked up a piece and asked Yu Muchen, feigning interest, if he wanted some.

"I won't eat it, you can have it all."

Upon hearing this, Le Bao immediately beamed with joy and stuffed the small biscuit into her mouth.

"Le Bao, do you want to eat this?"

Behind her, Lele gently tugged at Lebao's clothes and took out a flower cake she had brought from home from her schoolbag.

Su Qing was a very skillful woman. She would make the leftover fresh flowers from the flower shop into dried flowers, store them, and use them as spices.

Take the better ones home, clean them thoroughly, and make them into flower cakes.

Lele opened the box, and there were all sorts of beautiful flower cakes neatly arranged, looking so tempting.

Wow, so beautiful!

The cookies in Le Bao's hand immediately lost their appeal, and she turned to take the flower cake that Le Le had given her.

Seeing Le Bao happily accept her flower cake, Le Le smiled shyly.

Yu Muchen looked at the small cookies that Le Bao had thrown aside, feeling somewhat annoyed. He glared at Le Le with dissatisfaction.

He did it on purpose; he deliberately argued with me.

Little Tiger Girl Rou Rou rushed in and immediately spotted Le Bao sitting down, happily eating.

"Le Bao, you're here! What did you do yesterday?"

Le Bao's mouth was stuffed full, and when he spoke, crumbs flew everywhere, spraying Rou Rou's face.

"I went to the hospital and got a shot, but I didn't cry."

The little guy repeated what he had just said at the door.

Rou Rou, unperturbed by the splatter of scum on her face from her friends, casually wiped her face and continued:

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Le Bao's forehead.

This is what her parents and grandmother did when she was sick.

She couldn't figure anything out, and didn't know what the point of touching it was.

"It's 'Wossen disease'."

"Le Bao said loudly."

It seems that being sick is something she's proud of.

"That's perfect. I brought you a braised pork knuckle, made by my grandma. It's delicious. I secretly hid it last night."

As Rou Rou spoke, she glanced around, then stealthily opened her backpack and took out a plastic bag.

The plastic bag had the name of a certain supermarket printed on it; it must have been a bag I took when I went to the supermarket to buy things.

"Smell it, doesn't it smell good?"

The pork knuckle wasn't particularly large, and it had already cooled down. There were some white things floating on top, which were probably the product of solidified oil.

"Howling Fragrance".

Le Bao sniffed, almost touching the elbow with his nose.

"Should we give it to Woqi?"

She was craving meat, her favorite kind of meat.

"I brought this especially for you, eat it."

Rou Rou swallowed hard; she was also craving it, but she had to resist. This was something she had specially brought for her sister to help her recover.

Grandma always said that sick people should eat well.

Le Bao's eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab the pork knuckle to gnaw on.

"Le Bao, you can't eat this. It's cold, and it will give you a stomachache. Do you want a stomachache?"

Yu Muchen held Le Bao's little hand, stopping her from eating.

He had wanted to say it as soon as Rou Rou took it out.

The leftovers from last night were cold; eating them would definitely give me diarrhea.

Le Bao frowned unhappily:

"Baby, my little one."

She couldn't hold back any longer.

"You can't eat it. Do you want to get a shot or take medicine?"

Yu Muchen didn't let go; he gave Rou Rou a reproachful look.

What's going on today? One after another, they're all coming to argue with him.

"It's like I'm thinking of you."

Le Bao still refused to give up.

"Take it home and have the housekeeper heat it up for you before you eat it."

Yu Muchen was actually thinking that it would be best to throw it away.

It looked unhygienic, and it was even packaged in a plastic bag. Who knows what was in that plastic bag before?

But he can't show it, because Le Bao, who is possessive of his food, will get angry.

"Howl away."

Le Bao pouted and reluctantly let go.

Upon seeing this, Yu Muchen immediately put the bag away and placed it in his drawer.

"Le Bao, what are you eating? Can I have some?"

Rou Rou's eyes had already been fixed on the two boxes of food placed in front of Le Bao.

Le Bao looked at it and handed over the small biscuits that Yu Muchen had brought to his right:

"You're seven."

She continued to eat the flower cake.

The difference was immediately apparent; she preferred the flower cakes that Lele brought.

Yu Muchen watched as Le Bao gave away his cookies without hesitation. He opened his mouth, which was pursed, but ultimately said nothing, though his expression was not very pleasant.

"Brother, drink some water."

Even after eating the biscuit, Le Bao still brazenly ordered Yu Muchen to give her water.

"ah......"

Le Bao opened her mouth, waiting for Yu Muchen to feed her.

Despite his anger, he still deftly picked up the water glass, opened the lid, and fed Le Bao into his mouth through the straw.

Le Bao took his hand and drank several large gulps, letting out a loud burp.

"Hehehehe."

The little guy covered his mouth shyly.

Yu Muchen's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed as he looked at her adorable appearance.

Forget it, she's still so young, what does she know? I'll just prepare more thoroughly later.

The school bell rang, Yu Muchen wiped the little fat boy's mouth, tidied up the food on her desk, and waited for the teacher to arrive.