The maid was surprised and didn't say anything. After sending the doctor away, she returned to the old lady and complained a few times: "The Cook Hua is really careless. She also asked the old lady why she was sick and what medicine she took. She was really worried about eating carrots."

The old lady caught a cold last night and caught a cold after eating a lot. It was not a big deal, but when the maid around her said that she was already thinking about the illness, and she thought about the meal she had last night.

Last night's dinner, there was not even a residue left, so she could only ask the people around her.

The maids around the old lady knew what the old lady meant. They didn’t say that the meal last night was fine, but they just said that they would make the old lady feel it herself.

The old lady was still hot at this time and had no other feelings except to feel uncomfortable. She ordered: "Let the kitchen here cook in the next few days."

The maid who had just run away said, "It's better to use peace of mind in the kitchen in our yard."

In the kitchen, it was not the point, it was the problem in that yard. The old lady felt like a mirror in her heart, but she wouldn't say it, so she just said it, just said it, just to give herself peace of mind.

But she was "well." The maid felt that she was right, and even said: "Some people just can't spoil it and think how good they are doing."

If Hua Mengyue heard this, she would tell her directly: "I did it well." - Unfortunately, she didn't hear it. She was busy making her maternal pear soup for herbal medicine and cough.

There are pears at this time, but they are not there at home. I bought them now, and the appearance is not good.

Although you can't tell if you get the pot, Hua Mengyue, who is responsible for making it, knows that the pear is very sweet. Maybe it's because it is born with natural cultivation?

The lady felt uncomfortable last night, but she knew the reason herself, so she naturally would not falsely abuse Hua Mengyue.

"Madam, you are taking the medicine, so I won't give you any other dietary therapy, so as not to get the medicine effective." Hua Mengyue put down the pear soup and explained.

"You are careful." The lady smiled, but then she coughed, feeling very uncomfortable.

Several maids took turns to serve Hua Mengyue retreated.

"Cook of Hua," Zhiye hurriedly chased out: "How can the lady not eat, just drink water?"

Although the wife didn't say it, she also gave Hua Mengyue a chance. Everyone has been watching the wife's attitude towards Hua Chuan recently. Although there are other things, how is this important?

Hua Mengyue smiled and said, "I understand, let's prepare now."

"Why……"

Zhiye felt a little stunned. Before she finished speaking, Cook Hua understood, she was better than her!

...

Hua Mengyue actually didn't understand anything, but she just made some good-looking and easy to digest. This is her specialty. The dishes are mainly color, fragrance and flavor, and the best is good-looking.

But she didn't know what medicine her wife took, so she could only make some porridge with a proper ingredients, and it was very meticulous and meticulous - it must be beautiful.

At noon, Hua Mengyue was holding a tray, and in a small porcelain white bowl, there was a piece of slightly red and half-green porridge, a small silver spoon, and a cup of clear soup and white water on the side.

The lady coughed a few times and looked at the tray: "What is this?"

"Porridge is good for the stomach and digestion. Aren't you taking medicine? You have to eat well. It's three parts of the medicine, and the first thing that hurts is the appetite."

Hua Mengyue said, putting the tray on the small table beside her: "Even if you don't want to drink it, then just take a sip."

The lady smelled it and it tasted quite good. She only ate two snacks in the morning and had no appetite. It was already noon at this time. Although she had no appetite, she was still hungry. In addition, the porridge was really fragrant, so she picked up a spoon and scooped it.

"What did you cook it?" The lady couldn't help but finish it in one breath and asked her while wiping the corner of her mouth.

"Fifty grains of rice, corn, thirty grains of green beans, mung beans, red beans, kidney beans, soybeans, three pitted dates, three ginkgo fruits, two spoons of clean noodles, a bowl of water, boil slowly over low heat until soft, pressurize the wooden spoon, and finally boil it into this porridge."

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