Back to 80s: Hot wife goes crazy

Just after dinner here, the neighbor's aunt came back.

Yan Jingshu had trouble with his legs and feet, so Gu Youqing took Tang Xueli there.

The aunt is very tall, about 1.7 meters tall.

But the person is very thin, like a walking skeleton.

"This beautiful girl came out of nowhere, look at her big eyes and upturned nose, she is so handsome!"

The aunt was smiling, and her whole body was full of fireworks, inside and out.

She looked at the two women in front of her and said, "Look, you two are standing here. You are so beautiful. My eyes are blessed today!"

"This is Xiaoyan's friend Xueli. I heard that you don't have a good appetite, so I came here to see you." Gu Youqing introduced: "Xueli is a college student at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

The aunt let the two people into the house and poured them two glasses of water.

"College students are expensive!" The aunt waved her hand and said with a smile: "Everything I eat has no taste in my mouth, and I get nauseated easily after eating it. I guess it's because I'm getting older and everything is no longer useful. It's okay if I drink some batter soup. If I'm hungry, it won't be a big deal. For an idle guy like me, I won't lose anything if I die early."

"Mom, can I take your pulse?"

Tang Xueli observed that her complexion was poor, that she seemed to have a weak spleen and stomach, and insufficient liver qi.

"If a college student wants to take my pulse, that's my blessing."

The wrinkles between the aunt's eyebrows are very deep. Although she loves to smile, it can be seen that she must be a troubled person.

The aunt rolled up her sleeves and put her arms on the table, "Girl, don't dislike me. I'm a skinny guy, so don't scare you."

"Auntie, you are so white!"

Tang Xueli put her fingers up and carefully felt for her pulse.

She has never learned pulse-taking professionally. She studied it all by herself and is not a professional. However, she does not need to prescribe medicine to treat people's illnesses, so she does not need to be at a high level for the time being.

Hua Minghe's previous judgment should not be wrong.

Judging from her pulse and complexion, she is indeed worried too much. She is more worried about her heart than her physical illness.

She was not familiar with the aunt when they first met, so it was hard to ask her what was on her mind.

Taking some delicious medicinal food at this time should have some effect.

Tang Xueli retracted her hand and said with a slight smile: "Auntie is not ill. Once her appetite improves, her flesh will grow back."

The aunt laughed and said, "I just said it's nothing!"

Tang Xueli didn't stay long. After leaving her eldest mother's house, she said goodbye to Gu Youqing and left.

Returning to school the next day, Tang Xueli spent all her time in the library checking information except during class time.

Hua Fang also often comes to the library.

As soon as he took out a book and opened it, he caught a glimpse of Tang Xueli sitting in front of the window with a solemn expression.

"Have you encountered a problem?" He put the book in his hand on the table and sat across from it.

Tang Xueli raised her eyes to look at him and shook her head gently.

"If you have any doubts, you can ask me. If I don't know, you can go back and ask my grandpa. If my grandpa still doesn't know..."

Hua Fang paused and said with a smile: "That is probably a very difficult subject."

"Thank you, senior." Tang Xueli said, "I'll just take a look."

"Then I won't disturb you." Hua Fang stood up and walked to the bookshelf next to him, picked out the books he needed, registered at the borrowing desk at the door, and left.

Tang Xueli didn't leave until the library closed.

She borrowed two books and planned to read them overnight. But then she remembered Mr. Hua's advice, so she gave up the idea and lay down on the bed at about eleven o'clock.

There are many people in the school dormitory and it is inconvenient to disturb each other, so Tang Xueli goes home to sleep unless there are special circumstances.

She went to bed earlier than usual and woke up before dawn.

Before going out for a run, she read for two hours.

My mind is clear in the morning, and some vague ideas that I had before are now finally confirmed.

**

"Hey, what good stuff smells so good?"

Hua Minghe stared at the lunch box in Tang Xueli's hand and looked at it again, and even got closer and smelled it. “Broth? For me?”

"...No." Tang Xueli asked the old gentleman, "What do you like to eat? I will bring it to you next time I come to get medicine."

Hua Minghe: "Do you do it yourself?"

Tang Xueli nodded.

Hua Minghe thought for a moment and said, "Then I want to eat sweet and sour fish, can you do it?"

Tang Xueli stretched out her hand.

Hua Minghe was puzzled, "What do you want?

Tang Xueli said: "Fish tickets, I don't have any fish tickets anymore, so I can't buy fish."

Hua Minghe clicked his tongue twice, "Forget it, being a fish monster is troublesome."

Tang Xueli: "..."

"Is this broth made for Xiaoyan?"

Smelling the aroma of the broth, Hua Minghe was a little greedy, "Give me a bowl to taste, just a small bowl."

"It's not made for Teacher Yan." Tang Xueli said, "I added something to it, you can't drink it."

"Did you add anything?" Hua Minghe sniffed, "Are there yam, wolfberry, red dates, hawthorn? I can eat these."

"Smell it again." Tang Xueli suddenly wanted to test the old Chinese medicine doctor.

Hua Minghe became determined to win, "Open it and give me a spoonful."

Tang Xueli thought for a moment and agreed.

After smelling the small bowl carefully for a long time, Hua Minghe mentioned seven medicinal materials.

It's all right, but it doesn't tell the whole story.

"There are a few more." Tang Xueli looked like you were continuing to guess.

Hua Minghe closed his eyes, took a small sip, and said three more.

"The last thing left is, you will definitely not guess it, it is not a Chinese herbal medicine."

Tang Xueli felt that Hua Minghe was already very powerful.

The sense of smell and taste are absolutely top notch.

Without decades of research on traditional Chinese medicine, it would be impossible to reach this level.

After taking Yan Jingshu's medicine, she turned around and left, but Hua Minghe refused and blocked her way.

"What's the other thing? If you don't tell me, I'll lose sleep."

Tang Xueli smiled and said slowly: "The taste of rice soup made from millet is relatively bland, and it may be masked by other flavors."

"You really put a lot of effort into this pot of soup!"

Hua Minghe's mind turned around and he guessed something, "Are you making appetizing soup for Xiaoyan's neighbor's wife?"

"Yes! Do you think this soup will be useful to my aunt?"

Tang Xueli is still looking forward to this medicinal diet.

Hua Minghe thought for a moment and said cautiously: "It's hard to say. I just took a sip and it tasted very good. There's nothing wrong with the Chinese herbal medicine you put in, at least it won't hurt anyone if you drink it!"

"That's fine."

Tang Xueli was afraid that the soup would get cold, so she immediately called a rickshaw and rushed to Yan Jing Shu's house.

"Didn't you bring me buns today? I didn't eat lunch on purpose."

Yan Jingshu was still in the same position, reading a book with his legs crossed. There were pens, ink and a pile of scratch paper beside the pillow.

There is a big teapot next to the bed, and there is no water in it.

"I'm going to deliver soup to auntie first." Tang Xueli put down the medicine and bag, turned around and went out.

Yan Jingshu: "..."