After three years of marriage, the beautiful military wife takes her baby to look for her father

So I would look for tutorials to cook.

The important thing is that her best friend in the previous life really liked to eat the food she cooked. The two of them had a good relationship, so she often researched various fresh dishes for her.

Over time, these things have been engraved in my mind.

As for medicinal food.

She is a nutritionist who specializes in conditioning people's bodies. Without the help of some medicinal food, it would be difficult to condition the body.

After all, it is my job. Even if I don’t particularly like it, I will gradually get used to it and find it quite interesting.

In addition to these, there are some study books in the space for her to refer to. Even acupuncture and pulse diagnosis are things she started learning recently.

"Just read more books. Maybe it's because I'm more interested in this area. Interest is the best teacher." Song Zhiya smiled slightly and finished the noodles in the bowl.

"Would you like more noodles?"

Yang Yinyin shook her head. "No, I'm full. Next time I'm on my day off, can you come to my house and ask Sister Xiaoya to teach you how to make this sauce?"

"of course can!"

The two of them had a very pleasant chat. Song Zhiya put the dishes into the kitchen, and Yang Yinyin insisted on helping her wash them.

"After eating your noodles, you have to let me do some work, otherwise I will be embarrassed to come next time." Yang Yinyin's face was red, and she didn't realize there were several pieces of ribs at the bottom.

Meat is quite expensive, and she usually buys some to nourish her father, but she is reluctant to do so because she doesn't want to spend her father's money.

She was a nurse and her salary was not very high, just enough for the two of them to live on.

Song Zhiya didn't say much, packed up, and took her acupuncture kit.

I don’t know what the situation is with Yang Guoqing, so it would be best to prepare everything.

After finishing, Song Zhiya put all the noodles that had just flowed out into the box, and then prepared to leave.

Yang Yinyin thought that all Song Zhiya took were things she needed, so she picked them up and said, "Let's go."

Song Zhiya nodded, and the three of them went out together.

Not long after leaving the house, I met Zhao Yulan.

"Sister Zhao."

Song Zhiya called out. Zhao Yulan saw her and Yang Yinyin together and guessed what was going on. "Are you going to see Old Yang?"

"Correct."

Yang Yinyin lowered his head. Zhao Yulan came forward and patted his hands. "If nothing else, it would be good to make his cough better and persuade him to walk out of that door. Don't stay in that room any longer."

"It's useless to stay in that room. Not talking will only make you older. If he doesn't come out, how can you let go of your heart?"

Zhao Yulan was obviously aware of the small quarrel, so she tried to persuade them.

"I know everything. I will." He nodded hastily, his eyes a little red.

Everyone in the compound who knew her family situation was very nice to her, especially those who were a little older like Zhao Yulan.

"Sister Zhao, we'll leave first. I'll be back in the afternoon. You go to my house to get the medicinal food." Song Zhiya found that something was wrong, so she said something to Zhao Yulan and asked her about the situation in the afternoon to see what was going on.

"okay!"

They walked over here, passed through several buildings, and saw a small building at the farthest end.

"Why is there a small building here?"

"This was the first residential building built. We originally planned to have more floors, but because it wasn't built well at the time, we only built three floors."

"Later we were assigned here. Because my father was injured, we live on the first floor." Yang Yinyin said as she led them over and skillfully opened the door with the key.

"Yin Yin, you're back."

I didn't see anyone in the living room. I heard a sound from inside the house, and then a middle-aged man with a cane came out of the kitchen. When he saw Song Zhiya and Tuanzi, his face suddenly froze.

"Dad, this is Commander Lu's wife, Comrade Song. I call her Sister Xiaoya, and this is Sister Xiaoya's son, Tuanzi."

"Sister Xiaoya has been prescribing very effective medicated diets for the military wives in the compound. I'd like her to come and see you and try to improve your cough."

After Yang Yinyin finished speaking, she put the things on the table and said, "Sister Xiaoya, this is my dad. Please sit at home for a while. I'll pour you a glass of water and I'll go buy breakfast for my dad."

She had wanted to go just now, but she was afraid that Song Zhiya would worry about her family situation after she went, so she insisted on paying.

Or something else.

That's why she took them home first.

Yang Guoqing's mood quickly changed back. Tuanzi looked at him and saw that he was no longer the same as before. He called out sweetly, "Hello, Grandpa!"

"Hello!"

Yang Guoqing smiled brightly. Although he was leaning on a cane, he was still full of energy. "Comrade Song, please sit down for a while."

"I heard Xiaoya mention your name. I heard that Captain Lu was injured some time ago. How is he doing now?"

Although Yang Guoqing has left the army, he still cares about things in the army and sometimes likes to get some news from Yang Yinyin.

"He's fine now."

After saying that, Song Zhiya placed the noodles she brought on the table. "Yinyin, there's no need to buy breakfast. I cooked too much noodles this morning, so I packed a portion for uncle. Just blanch the noodles in boiling water, then pour the sauce in and mix it."

After Song Zhiya finished speaking, Yang Yinyin was stunned again.

It turns out she was ready.

"Hurry up, don't be polite with me. Will we still be friends in the future?" Song Zhiya asked Tuanzi to bring the noodles over. Yang Yinyin carried the noodles into the kitchen with red eyes.

Yang Guoqing also sat on the sofa, with his hands on his crutches.

"Uncle, how has your cough been lately? Can you tell me in detail?" Song Zhiya opened the things on the table.

Yang Guoqing thought about it.

"When the weather gets cold, I cough easily, unless I close the windows. But if I close the windows, the room will be very stuffy."

"I've been coughing more at night lately. Sometimes I can't sleep all night long because of the cough!"

Yang Guoqing was just as Yang Yinyin described. Although he had a bad temper at home and was reluctant to go out, he was still happy as long as there were guests at home.

It has been one or two years since he was injured. He doesn't go out unless it is necessary and has met few people.

Yang Yinyin couldn't resist him, so she came back to tell him anything interesting she heard in the compound.

Sometimes I only tell him half of the story, hoping that he can go out and find out for himself, but he would rather not listen than go out.

Yang Yinyin was completely at her wit's end.

Song Zhiya knew what Yang Guoqing was thinking. He simply felt that he had been a soldier in the army for half his life, and now that he was injured, he would definitely be laughed at if he went out.