Chapter 251 A Young, Handsome, Family-Oriented Husband Who Loves His Children

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.

Xie Zhiyan was already tall, and with the two children walking beside him, passersby couldn't help but take a look.

Liu Xiulan was airing out her quilts in her yard when she saw that Xie Zhiyan was taking the children to school today, and she spoke up:

"Commander Xie, are you taking the kids to school today? I saw you and Comrade Shuying leave last night. Did you have guests at home?"

Xie Zhiyan, holding the child's hand, stopped when someone greeted him: "No, it's my mother. She's back to take care of some things at home and also to see the children."

Liu Xiulan's eyes were overflowing with tenderness: "That's wonderful. Professor Xie and Teacher Huang are rarely home. The children grow up so fast, they look different almost every day. It's good for them to come back and see the children."

Xie Zhiyan nodded, then glanced at the time: "The two children need to get to school, so I won't linger here any longer. Otherwise, if they're late for school, the head of the household will be upset."

Liu Xiulan immediately understood and waved her hand repeatedly: "Go quickly, go quickly."

Zhang Hongxia sat in the courtyard washing clothes, a warm smile on her face.

"Commander Xie is so busy, yet he still takes his child to school himself. How did such a good person end up in this family?"

Shu Ying is beautiful and intelligent, and a highly educated woman, while Xie Zhiyan has an advantage in height.

He had already risen to the position of regimental commander at a young age, married a wife who doted on her and took good care of her family, and was also responsible for his children.

Liu Xiulan put down the feather duster in her hand and straightened the quilt that had been dried in the sun a little more: "As the old saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Let's just hang in there and see. There will always be a day when the hard times are over."

It's been raining for the past two days. Although there's been continuous rainfall, the air is so stuffy it's hard to breathe.

Xie Wanying opened the bedroom window before going to bed that night, and forgot to close it when she drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up again, I felt dizzy and lightheaded, my nose was stuffy, and my voice was different.

Fang Deshan had to go to work early in the morning. After washing up, he saw Xie Wanying still sleeping in bed, and he was furious.

"When did you become so lazy? I'm almost late for work, and you didn't even wash the clothes I need to wear today, and now you're not even making breakfast. You're really going too far."

Xie Wanying frowned deeply, gently rubbing her temples with one hand, trying to sit up in bed, but found it was all in vain.

Her whole body ached and her head felt dizzy, as if she had a fever.

She opened her mouth, her voice a little hoarse: "I think I caught a bit of a chill last night, and now I have a terrible headache. I think I've caught a cold. Why don't you grab something to eat outside first?"

Fang Deshan kicked away the stool next to him, venting his dissatisfaction.

The original intention of getting married was to have a hot meal when you come home, but Xie Wanying's spoiled princess temperament never changed from beginning to end.

Putting aside the fact that Xie Wanying's cooking was not good to begin with, she still picked and chose her food.

If Fang Yayun hadn't been living with them recently and forcefully taught her some home-cooked meals, she wouldn't know how long she would have lived a life of being waited on hand and foot!