Chapter 805: Spring is coming (1/2)

Yan Huan opened her eyes and sat up with her. When she arrived, she put on her own shoes and opened the car door. She stretched out slightly and was still a little sleepy. She had to sleep for a while. Just fine.

”I'm back,” Mr. Lu's face was stretched when he saw Yan Huan at first sight, ”Look at what you look like, thin and ghost-like.”

”All of us in this business are to be slim,” Yan Huan pinched his face, he was thin, and then he slowly brought back the meat.

”Go on,” Lord Lu hurried away, but Yan Huan also found out that he was relieved. In fact, he still cared about her. This old man has always been like this. No, the mouth is poisonous, and the temper is not good, but after getting along for a long time, I found out that in fact, the elderly are still very cute.

She took her suitcase and returned to her room. They were all cleaned and the quilts were replaced with new ones. Even the table was filled with flowers.

She walked over, picked up the vase, and then hugged it in her arms. Then she sniffed it hard. The aftertaste is very fragrant.

She laid down the vase and did not take a bath, so she lay down tired, and she seemed to have a dream, but what was dreamed in the dream, but she forgot.

Until she opened her eyes again, it was already evening.

When she came out, Mr. Lu was flipping through the newspaper, and the dishes on the table had not been touched.

She hurried over, groaning with a hungry stomach.

As a result, she just wanted to eat, but Lord Lu stared at her, and she had to put down her chopsticks.

”Drink that first,” Master Lu pointed to a large... bowl on the table. No, this is a pot.

Yan Huan opened the lid. Inside is a bowl, wrong, a pot of soup, chicken, corn, and red dates. She has drunk the soup and nourished the blood. In the past, Lu Yi often simmered it for her, especially after her period.

She has always had a slight anemia, and it was only serious in recent years. Her body was originally good. It was because of the few blood transfusions given to Lu Yi, so it was only worse in the past few years. .

It hasn't been recovered, and the result has always been an accident. Up to now, it is not easy to make up for the matter. It may take several years to really make up for it.

Yan Huan scooped up a bowl of soup for her and took a few sips with a spoon. It seemed to taste good, with some sweet jujube flavor, and of course she knew that red jujube was used for blood.

She drank a bowl, and when she wanted to eat, she saw Master Lu squinting her with her eyes, ”Drink.”

Yan Huan took the spoon in his hand and dropped it on the table.

”Grandpa, do I drink it?”

”You don't want to drink it, who should you drink it?” Mr. Lu said in a huff

”This is not soup, this is drinking donkey?” Yan Huan scooped a bowl for himself again.

”Then you should be a donkey,” Ye Laozi turned the newspaper with reading glasses again, but Yan Huan might not know, but he would give a glance here from time to time.