In the kitchen, Nie Yinyin was busy making breakfast for the whole house, but she didn't notice Su Zhiyu for a while.

It was not until Su Zhiyu made a noise in the cabinet that she attracted her attention.

"Zhiyu, what are you looking for?"

Su Zhiyu frowned and looked worried.

"I'm looking for a purple clay pot that I often use to make medicinal food, about this big."

As she said that, she gestured in front of Nie Yinyin with her two fleshy little hands.

Nie Yinyin was also very transparent and understood immediately. She quickly pointed to the clay pot simmered on the stove.

"Are you talking about that?"

Su Zhiyu looked in the direction of Nie Yinyin's finger and couldn't help but be surprised.

Her purple clay pot was begged by the barefoot doctor for a long time before she asked for it. The third sister-in-law actually put it in the fire for her.

Su Zhiyu felt distressed and couldn't blame him.

"San Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

Nie Yinyin didn't notice Su Zhiyu's twisted expression, and walked forward with a smile on her face and shoveled the purple clay pot out of the stove with a shovel.

"Oh, nothing, I just boiled some brown sugar and red date water."

As she said, she took out the purple clay pot with the rag on the stove and poured out a bowl of brown and red soup.

"Zhiyu, drink it while it's hot."

Su Zhiyu was stunned and stared at the steaming soup in front of him in a daze, a little disbelief.

"Is this for me?"

"yes!"

Nie Yinyin nodded, frowned, and looked worried.

"Since you hit the mountain, your face is not very good, pale and not a little bloody. My third sister-in-law said that brown sugar and red dates are the best for replenishing blood. You should drink it quickly."

Looking at the soup bowl that was approaching in front of him, Su Zhiyu couldn't help but feel sore in his nose and felt very moved.

Unexpectedly, my third sister-in-law was so careful that she even noticed her bad complexion.

Indeed, although the abrasions on her back were already scabbed, she was damaged after all, and her face almost made sense.

On weekdays, she kept it as well as she could, but unexpectedly, the clues were discovered by her third sister-in-law.

In order to avoid the injury alarming everyone, Su Zhiyu lied that his poor face was caused by fatigue from going up the mountain.

At that moment, she drank all the bowl of brown sugar and red date soup in front of Nie Yinyin.

At the end, she didn't forget to lick her mouth and stretched out her two thumbs.

"Hehe, the soup made by Sansao is so delicious."

Nie Yinyin was a little embarrassed by her praise, and her thin face suddenly turned red.

"Zhiyu, please stop making fun of your third sister-in-law."

She knew more than anyone else about her own weight.

At that moment, she picked up the purple clay pot and prepared to add another bowl to Su Zhiyu.

“Drink more.”

Su Zhiyu quickly shook his head and waved his hand, pressing Nie Yinyin's arm.

"Sister-in-law, it's enough, it's enough. Drinking this thing is enough, and drinking too much is useless!"

"Yeah?"

Nie Yinyin didn't understand pharmacology and frowned in a daze, and her delicate little face felt a little distressed.

"Then it's better, wouldn't it be wasted?"

She originally thought that since she could replenish blood and qi, it would naturally be better and better, so she boiled a pot!

Su Zhiyu also frowned, but for a moment she smiled cheerfully again.

"It's okay, I'm going to give Qin Huaiyang a medicinal meal, and this third sister-in-law is just right to use it."

Anyway, Qin Huaiyang lost too much blood after falling down, so it would be the most appropriate to use this to replenish blood.
Chapter completed!