Xie Zhiyan picked up a towel and wiped his hands clean: "You still have to go to the hospital, so I won't keep you for dinner."

Huang Meiling took a coat, nodded while holding Song Zhaodi's hand, and watched the two little ones eating with relish, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Yingying takes such good care of these two children all by herself. Children this age are usually picky eaters, but these two little ones eat everything with gusto. It's true that someone in the family needs to know some medical knowledge. It's one thing that the two children are naturally easy to take care of, but it's also important that their digestive systems are well-regulated so that they can eat well."

She saw many children in the children's hospital who were malnourished due to picky eating, resulting in stunted growth and dry, yellow hair.

Although Yueyue and Yangyang also have some foods they don't like to eat, Shuying will find ways to substitute them with other things. Just by looking at the size of the two little ones, you can tell that the family must take good care of them.

Xie Zhiyan went to pick up the child from school with Shu Ying for two consecutive days, but he hasn't dropped the child off yet.

Before leaving, Song Zhaodi couldn't help but remind them again: "The children must be sent to school on time at eight o'clock, don't be late."

He handed the fried eggs to the children and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll keep track of the time. Be careful on your way. If anything happens, just have someone contact me when you get back."

Song Zhaodi and Huang Meiling went out side by side. It would take them more than ten minutes to walk there, and they would arrive at the hospital just in time for the doctors to start their shift.

Xie Zhiyan had given prior notice last night, and the two of them could go directly to the laboratory.

It was already 7:50 when the children finished eating. Shu Ying upstairs hadn't made a sound yet, so Xie Zhiyan waited at the door for the two children to put on their schoolbags.

The two little ones had brought their own hot water bottles. Xie Zhiyan reached out to take their backpacks, but Yangyang voluntarily put them on his shoulders.

"Dad, the teacher said that we should do things ourselves. My schoolbag isn't very heavy, so I can finish it by myself. Thank you, Dad."

Xie Zhiyan gave a thumbs up first, then looked at Yueyue: "Yueyue, you are a little girl, and you are not as strong as your brother. Let Dad help you carry your schoolbag."

Yueyue shook her head, looking a little unhappy: "Why are little girls supposed to be weaker? I can carry my own schoolbag, Dad. You can't underestimate me."

Xie Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

The little girl and Shuying are cut from the same cloth.

He immediately bowed his head and apologized: "Okay, okay, it's true that Dad was thinking too narrowly. Dad will definitely reflect on this matter. Yueyue will also be a very strong little girl."

Only after the crisis was averted did Xie Zhiyan send his two children to school.

Both Yueyue and Yangyang had dolls crocheted by Li Qingqing hanging on their schoolbags. The boy had crocheted a little sheep with blue yarn, and the girl had crocheted a little cat with pink yarn.

Children are always curious about small animals, and cute accessories hanging on backpacks attract a lot of attention.

Yueyue and Yangyang were already quite cute, and before the start of the school year, Li Qingqing knitted a hat for each of the two children.

The style looked very novel, and the crocheted pattern was something that hadn't been seen in the capital yet. The two little ones, with their pink and tender appearance, quickly became the focus of attention on their way to school.