Soon it was Saturday morning.
Wang Dongdong's surgery was scheduled for nine o'clock this morning, so Yan Feifan didn't need to go to the hospital as early as usual.
However, his biological clock still woke him up at six as usual. He washed up and did his fitness routine.
Afterward, Yan Feifan returned to his room to read.
At seven-thirty, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Thanks to the vacuum-sealed, quick-frozen meals Yu Suye had brought, cooking had been much simpler for Yan Feifan these past few days.
This morning, he boiled four bowls of noodles with green vegetables and microwaved three dishes: fish-fragrant shredded pork, stir-fried lamb with scallions, and four-joy meatballs.
He also prepared four glasses of milk.
The little one, Tian Yu, had shown up again after school yesterday, as reliably as ever.
Just as Yan Feifan finished preparing breakfast, Yan Ziruo, Tian Yu, and Yu Suye appeared at the dining table right on time, as if they had planned it.
