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Chapter 1506 Love Porridge(1/2)

For most colds, it can be treated by drinking hot porridge and covering a quilt and sweating, rather than buying some cold medicine to take.

Drinking more hot porridge when catching a cold can help sweat, dissipate heat, dispel wind and cold, and promote the cure of colds.

At the same time, after a cold, the appetite is poor and the gastrointestinal and digestive system is not good. Drinking porridge can promote absorption.

Drinking porridge can protect the gastric mucosa.

Traditional Chinese medicine divides colds into four types: heat, internal heat, external heat, wind-cold, and wind-heat. Different types of colds have different medicinal diets.

Liu Qingqing's cold is caused by internal heat and cold on the outside. In addition, it is suitable for a lighter breakfast in the morning, so Ye Rongyao thought about it for a little while and thought that wind-proof porridge was more suitable.

This wind-proof porridge can clear away heat and dispel wind, dispel cold and relieve pain, and is suitable for colds and fever, joint pain, severe nasal congestion, intestinal rumbling and excretion caused by wind and colds.

Moreover, its pharmacology is simple and very convenient.

Only 15 grams of windbreak, 2 scallions, 3 slices of ginger, and 50 grams of rice are needed. First cook the rice, add windbreak, green onion, and ginger when it is almost cooked, and add salt to the appropriate amount.

Among them, green onion and ginger have the effects of pungent and warming the exterior, and expelling cold and warming the yang.

"Glory, why did you get up so early? The breakfast hasn't been done yet."

Aunt Wang looked at Ye Rongyao in surprise and asked.

My breakfast hasn't been prepared yet, and Ye Rongyao went into the kitchen so early, which is a rare situation.

Usually he slept until the sun was sunny before he got up.

"I'm not here to have breakfast, I'm making porridge for Qingqing."

Ye Rongyao said, then tied his apron.

Although Ye Rongyao is usually lazy, once he enters work, his mental outlook suddenly seems to have changed.

Take out all kinds of raw materials, wash them, cut them, and finally put them in a pressure cooker.

The whole process was perfect.

After sucking at a slow heat for half an hour, Ye Rongyao opened the pressure cooker and the fragrance of wind-proof porridge suddenly floated up. The fragrance spread everywhere, and after smelling it, it became even more mouth-watering.

"This porridge is so fragrant!"

Smelling the scent of this windbreak porridge, Aunt Wang couldn't help swallowing and said.

Aunt Wang really admires Ye Rongyao's cooking skills. No matter what food he cooks, his color, fragrance and taste are always intoxicating.

"It smells good, let's drink this porridge today."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile while serving a bowl of windproof porridge.

...

"Wife, get up and have a porridge."

Ye Rongyao walked into the bedroom with "wind-proof porridge" and said to Liu Qingqing, who was still lying on the bed.

If it were normal, Liu Qingqing had already gotten up and did exercise now, but she caught a cold last night, was weak and dizzy in the morning, and she didn't want to get up.

"It's so fragrant. What kind of porridge is this? It's so fragrant?"

At this time, Liu Qingqing had also woken up, and seemed to smell the fragrance of the porridge. She was much more energetic. She sat up from the bed and looked at the porridge in the bowl. The porridge looked very beautiful and exuded a mouth-watering fragrance.

"This is windbreak porridge. If you drink it and sleep for a while, you will feel much more comfortable."

Ye Rongyao said.

"Um!"

Smelling the fragrance of windproof porridge, Liu Qingqing became much more energetic. She got off the bed, washed up and sat down at the small table beside the bed.

Looking at this windproof porridge, Liu Qingqing felt warm. Liu Qingqing understood that her husband got up so early in the morning and was making this porridge for herself.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingqing's face turned slightly red, she looked at Ye Rongyao with a happy face and said, "Husband, thank you!"

Originally, Liu Qingqing was puzzled why her husband got up so early today. It turned out that she saw that she was uncomfortable in the morning and got up to make medicinal porridge for herself.

This touched Liu Qingqing especially. How lucky I am to have a man like this to treat me in my life.

"You are polite to my husband. I don't care about you, husband. Do you have to care about other women?"

Ye Rongyao gently touched Liu Qingqing's head and said.

"don't want!"

Liu Qingqing said nervously.

Love is selfish, and Liu Qingqing doesn't want to share the love of her husband and she doesn't want other women to share her husband's love.

"Haha, I'm kidding you. Hurry up and drink the porridge while it's hot, and sleep in the quilt for a while. When you wake up, your illness will be cured."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

Drinking this windproof porridge while it is hot is the most effective, and the effect will be a little worse when it is cold.

Especially in this cold weather, the porridge is so cold.

I don’t know what happened in the past few years. It used to be cold in winter and warm in spring, but in recent years, winter has not been very cold, but spring has become so cold that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

No wonder many people on the Internet say that there are no four seasons now, only two seasons, either winter or summer, either hot or cold.

The pace of spring and autumn is getting shorter and shorter, which makes people feel unsatisfied.

"Um."

Liu Qingqing responded, opened her cherry-like mouth and ate windproof porridge gracefully.

"This porridge tastes so good, so happy!"

After eating a spoonful of porridge, Liu Qingqing said, her face flushed and her eyes flashed with emotion.

“Eat more if you taste good.”

Ye Rongyao said.

"Um!"

Liu Qingqing's voice is still soft and weak, giving people an urge to care.

After all, every man hopes to have such a shy, cute, beautiful and well-behaved wife in his heart.

This is also the happiest thing about Ye Rongyao. His wife is a model of a perfect wife.

"Husband, why are you staring at me like this?"

After eating a bowl of windproof porridge, Liu Qingqing looked up and saw Ye Rongyao staring at him with his eyes fixed on her.

Although he is an old husband and wife, and there is no part of his body that has not been seen by Ye Rongyao, every time Ye Rongyao stares at him like this, Liu Qingqing can't help but blush.

"Wife, you look so good at eating!"

Ye Rongyao said in a daze.

Although he gets along every day, Ye Rongyao still never gets tired of his stunning wife.

On the contrary, I feel that the more I look at it, the better I look at it, and the more I look at it, the more obsessed it.

"Hate!"

Liu Qingqing gave Ye Rongyao a slightly red face and said erroneously.

Actually, I feel sweet inside.

Women like their beloved men to talk more about love to them.

"Do you still want to drink?"

Ye Rongyao asked.

"I won't drink anymore, I'm full."

Liu Qingqing shook her head and said.

As long as this person gets sick, his appetite will become bad and he doesn't want to eat much.

"Then you lie down and sleep for a while!"

Ye Rongyao gently supported Liu Qingqing and lay down, covering her with a quilt.

"Go to sleep, I'm going to have a meal!"

After Ye Rongyao covered Liu Qingqing with a quilt, he walked out of the bedroom.

I woke up early in the morning, and Ye Rongyao was also hungry.

In addition to drinking porridge in the morning, Ye Rongyao also ate five big steamed buns. After all, drinking porridge alone will make you hungry quickly.

With the dried radish and salted duck eggs from his home, Ye Rongyao ate them with relish.

Ye Rongyao did not have any special requirements for food. No matter whether it tastes good or not, Ye Rongyao could eat it and eat it cleanly.

This is a habit developed since childhood and not wasteful.

After breakfast, Ye Rongyao walked out of the yard and prepared to walk outside the village.

"Woof, woof, woof!"
To be continued...
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