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

"Le Bao".

When Lu Jianguo, Xiang Jiahui, and Shen Huaqiang arrived at the kindergarten gate, they saw children in a state of panic and teachers in a state of disarray. Among them were three police officers in uniform.

What's going on? Why are there police officers here?

They rushed forward, fearing that something had happened to the child.

Meanwhile, the culprit, Le Bao, was wiping away tears as he looked at the children who were lying on the ground throwing a tantrum.

"Le Bao, baby!"

Lu Jianguo ran ahead, grabbed Le Bao, and checked the little guy over to see if he was injured.

"What's going on? Why are the children crying? And the police have been called."

The kindergarten principal, who was helping to comfort the children, walked over from among the children scattered on the ground.

He glanced resentfully at Le Bao, who was sitting in Lu Jianguo's lap, and slowly recounted the whole story.

After listening to the principal's words, the elderly people who were prepared to protect their children exchanged embarrassed glances. They hadn't expected their children to cause such a commotion on their first day of school.

They chuckled awkwardly, picked up Le Bao, and walked to the side, followed by Yu Muchen carrying Le Bao's water bottle and shoes.

Rou Rou and Le Le didn't cry. They glanced at the flustered teacher and decisively chose to follow Le Bao.

Lu Chenyue, pulled back to the company by work, just couldn't concentrate on his job. After dealing with a few urgent tasks, he decisively drove to the kindergarten.

Shen Wanning was also worried about Le Bao's first day of school, but she couldn't leave because her clients were waiting to discuss design plans with her.

When she called Lu Chenyue, he had just arrived at the kindergarten gate.

The police had already left; the officers were struggling to handle the situation. They had tried to help, but their efforts only made things worse.

Most of them were afraid of the police, and the children cried even louder as the police approached.

After comforting one person and then another, the teachers would see someone else crying and start wailing. By then, they felt utterly exhausted, their backs aching so badly they could barely straighten up.

In the end, the principal spoke up and took all the children back to their respective classrooms to comfort them separately.

Very few children are able to obediently walk in on their own; most still need to be carried in by the teachers one by one.

This job for teachers not only tests their patience but also their physical strength.

"Yes, I just arrived. My parents are here. I saw her."

As Lu Chenyue approached, the group continued to comfort Le Bao. Hearing that Rou Rou hadn't eaten enough, Shen Huaqiang even went to the car to retrieve the leftover food so the children could eat some more in Nagasaki.

Le Bao, who was being held in Lu Jianguo's arms, stopped crying, but her little hands were tightly gripping Lu Jianguo's clothes.

Xiang Jiahui squatted down beside her and fed her, while Shen Huaqiang occasionally fed her a spoonful of soup.

"Le Bao, your food is so delicious! It's even better than my grandma's."

At this moment, Wang Rourou was holding a bowl bigger than her face, her head buried in the bowl, and eating large mouthfuls of dry rice.

Yu Muchen stopped eating; he never ate much.

Lele, who was standing to the side, looked on with envy at Lebao, who was surrounded by adults. He carefully picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of food, and his eyes lit up.

Wow, there are such delicious meals in this world!

"Le Bao".

Lu Chenyue walked over, his tall figure instantly covering Rou Rou and Le Le who were eating rice.

The two children looked up from their bowls, their heads practically tilted back, before they could see Lu Chenyue's face clearly.

Le Bao's dad is so handsome! / Le Bao's dad is so tall!

These are the thoughts of two children.

"Daddy, waaaaaah!"

Seeing her father coming over, Le Bao couldn't help but feel wronged again.

She stretched out her arms, wanting Lu Chenyue to hug her.

Lu Chenyue took the pouting little girl from his arms and gently comforted her.

"Don't cry, baby, Daddy's here."

Lu Chenyue held her and swayed gently in place.

The child in her arms gradually calmed down, leaving only soft sobs.

"Le Bao's dad, you're so handsome! Can I marry you when I grow up?"

Rou Rou, the little brat who coveted Lu Chenyue's good looks on their first meeting, was even more outspoken than Le Bao. With the inherent straightforwardness and frankness of a Northeastern child, she said whatever came to mind.

Lu Chenyue, who had just calmed his daughter down, looked down at the chubby little boy clinging to his leg, a few grains of rice still stuck to the corner of his mouth. The boy's eyes were shining as he looked at Lu Chenyue, practically drooling.

He tried to lift his foot, but couldn't; the little fat boy was holding on tightly.

"Can't."

Lu Chenyue wasn't patient with everyone; he refused the little brat's request with a blank expression.

Why?

The chubby boy, unwilling to give up after being rejected, insisted on asking for details.

Xiang Jia Hui, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh:

"Rou Rou, why do you want to marry Le Bao's father?"

When the child first came over, she introduced herself, saying that she was Le Bao's best friend.

"I really like Le Bao's dad because he's good-looking. My mom said that when you're looking for a husband, you have to find someone good-looking so you can be proud to take him out."

"Pfft."

The adults were completely stunned by Rou Rou's words; it seems that the woman is in charge of the household.

Lu Chenyue's lips twitched, somewhat speechless. This little brat, his hair hasn't even fully grown in yet, and he's already thinking about finding a husband.

He had to tell Le Bao to stay away, so he wouldn't end up like that chubby little boy.

"Is your dad good-looking?"

Xiang Jiahui asked her again.

Rou Rou thought for a moment and said, "My dad is alright, my mom said we should just make do."

Hahaha, Xiang Jiahui really couldn't help but laugh; this kid is too funny.

"Le Bao's dad, you still haven't told me why I can't marry you."

After a moment, the chubby boy brought the topic back.

"Because I'm married."

Lu Chenyue didn't want to answer the child's question, but the little guy was persistent, making it seem like he wouldn't leave until he got an answer today.

"Hmm... alright, now that you're married, you should treat your wife with all your heart, and don't let those slutty and cheap women outside steal her away."

Upon hearing this, the adults present were all taken aback. What kind of education did this child's parents give him? He's so young, how can he know everything?

Little did they know, these were all words that Rou Rou's mother used to manipulate her father, which the child overheard and learned.

"Le Bao, can I switch dads with you?"

When one plan failed, the chubby boy thought of changing his father.

"No, this looks like my poop."

The little guy, who was just nestled in his dad's arms and feeling all fussy, suddenly erupted.

She glared at the sisters at her feet who were eyeing her father.

It concerns her territory, and no one can touch it; that's how domineering she is.

Hearing his daughter's unwavering refusal, Lu Chenyue felt a surge of joy; his little one still loved him very much.

"Sigh, okay. Your dad is really good-looking, and I wouldn't want to change him either."

Despite being rejected time and again, the chubby boy was not discouraged and continued to eat heartily.

If we've run out of spiritual nourishment, we can't afford to miss out on physical sustenance too.