After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

The Lin family's visiting card received a reply very quickly, and Magistrate Wang scheduled the meeting time for three days later. During this period, An Yumo came to see Ding Xirui.

At the gate of Ding Lin's courtyard, An Yumo pulled Ding Xirui and looked him around again and again.

"Oh, Doctor Ding has been on a long journey, and he seems to be a little dark." An Yumo held his chin with one hand and said jokingly.

"What if I compete with Boss An?" Ding Xirui put his hands on his waist, raised his chin, and began to fight back.

"You're annoying." An Yumo pushed her.

"Hahahaha." The two laughed.

Walking into the house, An Yumo got straight to the point and asked the most important question: "Xi Rui, I have roughly thought through the question you asked me last time."

"I'm all ears." Ding Xirui pushed a cup of tea to her.

"You asked me why I want to be a boss. There are three reasons. First, I have been going to restaurants with my father since I was a child. I was very happy to see people coming and going in the restaurant. I like crowded places. Second, after I learned to cook, I also helped out in the restaurant's kitchen. When I saw the guests eating the dishes I prepared and saying things like 'improved food' and 'tastes good', I would be so happy that I couldn't sleep when I went back home at night. I really like to see them happy. Third, I don't want a man to support me. When I was a child, I followed my parents to visit relatives, and my uncle kept saying things like 'I work hard outside'. My aunt was submissive at home and lived a very depressed life. From that time on, I wanted to make money by myself when I grow up and never rely on men." An Yumo finished speaking in one breath, her eyes bright and her cheeks rosy.

"Great!" Ding Xirui couldn't help but applaud.

"But I still haven't figured out the idea of ​​publishing the recipe." An Yumo frowned.

"How did you feel when you saw Yuxin eating the food you cooked and finding it delicious and curing her illness?" Ding Xirui asked.

"Of course I'm even happier. I want to talk about it whenever I meet someone." An Yumo replied, recalling.

"What would you do if more people became healthier because of the food you cook?" Ding Xirui asked, holding his chin with his hand.

"Then I will wake up laughing in my dreams." An Yumo said with a smile. The next moment, she seemed to be hit by something and said, "Ah, I seem to understand a little bit." She looked at Ding Xirui.

Ding Xirui smiled slightly and said, "In fact, publishing some recipes will not hinder the restaurant from making money. On the contrary, it will bring long-term benefits to the restaurant."

"What do you mean?" An Yumo asked.

"You just publish a recipe every once in a while. What you publish are recipes with special functions, not the original signature dishes of the restaurant. This will not affect the original revenue. This is the first point. Secondly, the original diners of the restaurant will see that you are so thoughtful and considerate of the guests' health. Whether they take the recipes home or not, they will all say good things about the restaurant. Thirdly, some people who cannot afford to go to the restaurant can see the recipes and cook at home. They will cook deliciously. Do you think they will go to the restaurant to eat when they have money one day? Will they say good things about the restaurant intentionally or unintentionally?" Ding Xirui tilted his head and looked at An Yumo.

"Also, among all the restaurants in the city, mine is the only one that does this. It will definitely attract a lot of attention." An Yumo added, "Why didn't I think of it a few days ago? Xirui, you are smarter." An Yumo shook Ding Xirui's shoulders.

"Haha, you are too focused on the present. You can just think one step further." Ding Xirui held An Yumo's hand.

"Okay, after I get home today, I will develop a tofu stew that nourishes the liver and kidneys, and then ask my dad to promote it in the restaurant." An Yumo was eager to give it a try.

"I believe you!" Ding Xirui smiled.

The stone that was weighing on her heart finally fell to the ground. An Yumo stood up, stretched her waist, raised her eyebrows at Ding Xirui, and said:

"Mrs. Lin, won't you invite me to visit your yard?"

"Huh, who is it that confesses his love to me the moment he walks in?" Ding Xirui snorted, crossing his arms.

"Hey~ Let's go." An Yumo pulled Ding Xirui out of the main house.

"Nothing special, just these houses. But I planted some peonies in the yard in spring, you can take a look." Ding Xirui said, and took An Yumo to the two small gardens in the yard. She planted red and white peonies, both of which have bloomed. The white peony petals are light, swaying gently in the breeze, like a cold beauty; the red peony petals are heavy, strong and bright, as if they are about to burst out the passion of life. Ding Xirui originally wanted to plant some other flowers, but the most sold flowers at the market were peonies, so she bought some back.

"I also grow them at home, but they don't bloom as well as yours," said An Yumo.

"Sprinkle some ash from the bottom of the pot under the roots of the peony. If there are unused egg shells in the kitchen, you can also crush them and bury them in the soil and water them frequently. Flowers are sometimes better than people. As long as you take good care of them, they will not let you down," said Ding Xirui.

"How do you know everything?" An Yumo turned around and pinched Ding Xirui's face.

"Let go, let go, otherwise I will be rude to you." After saying that, Ding Xirui stretched out his hand and began to tickle An Yumo.

"Have mercy!" An Yumo immediately let go of Ding Xirui's face and protected herself with her arms.

The two of them played around for a while, Banxia brought some snacks over, and they returned to the house.

"Xirui, how does it feel to be married?" An Yumo took a bite of dessert and asked softly.

"What?" Ding Xirui panicked and his face started to turn red.

"Last time we met, I was only talking about myself and didn't ask about your situation. It's my fault. Tell me, are you happy?" An Yumo leaned over and stared into Ding Xirui's eyes.

"Very good." Ding Xirui turned his face to the side, twisted his handkerchief, and answered with his head down.

"It's nice to marry the person you've always loved." An Yumo returned to her seat and continued chewing snacks.

Alas, Ding Xirui originally "liked" that person, but now, facing Lin Mingxuan, she just feels a little shy.

"He's a nice guy. He recognizes what I want to do and arranges things very thoughtfully. I'm very grateful to him," Ding Xirui replied.

"Really? That's great. When you become Doctor Ding, I will promote you." An Yumo said.

"No need to beat drums and gongs, just cook me a table of delicious food. It would be even better if 'Boss An' cooks himself." Ding Xirui emphasized the three words "Boss An".

"Okay, I agree." An Yumo smiled, as if a bright future was just around the corner. However, the next moment, a cloud of worry appeared on her face again.

"Hey, my parents are arranging a marriage for me, and I made a scene at home. I really don't want to get married now."

"Yumo, why don't you talk calmly with your uncle and aunt first, let them know your thoughts, and let them understand you slowly." Ding Xirui suggested.

"I want to, but every time we start arguing after just a few words." An Yumo pouted and said helplessly.

"If talking doesn't work, how about writing a letter?" Ding Xirui thought for a while and then continued. She remembered a time when she and her roommate had a conflict and both sides were too embarrassed to make peace, so her roommate wrote her a letter and their relationship was restored.

"Write a letter? I've never written one before." An Yumo became excited.

"That's right, there is always a way, try more." Ding Xirui patted her.

"Well, maybe it will be useful." An Yumo nodded.

Winter was so hard, but it passed, and spring will come. Now, all creatures are stretching themselves under the sky, toward the sun, the wind, and their hearts.

After seeing An Yumo off, Ding Xirui returned to her room and took out a book to read. Her good sister was working hard to move forward, so she couldn't slack off. If she could successfully go to the clinic, there would be countless challenges waiting for her, so she had to prepare in advance.