"Ouch, look, I'm talking about people, and here we are!"

As soon as Tang Xi and the others entered the door, Old Lady Xie had already looked over with a smile.

Xie Cheng's gaze naturally fell on Tang Xi, and Tang Xi also saw him at a glance among several people.

Seeing her smile on her face, Xie Cheng unconsciously looked away.

Mrs. Xie said with a smile: "I said that this porridge has come up, why didn't I see the person who cooked the porridge, it turned out to be the back of the road." ”

After Xie Ling saluted, he said happily: "Grandmother's complexion is really much better!" ”

"Isn't it?" Mrs. Xie smiled: "This is thanks to Miss Xiaoxi, if it weren't for her, I'm afraid I would have to continue to lose sleep again." ”

"Come on, girl, sit down!"

Old lady Xie patted the chair next to Xie Cheng and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that the little girl is young, Ji is gentle, but her medical skills are much stronger than those imperial doctors and divine doctors, and they are still arrogant and claim to be divine doctors, so they should let them come to meet you, girl, and let them see what the real divine doctor is." ”

"The old lady is overrated." Tang Xi sighed lightly and said: "I can have today, it all depends on the master, if it weren't for his old man, I am afraid that I would not have today's attainments, but it is a pity that his old man is blessed and went early." ”

Old Lady Xie believed it when she heard this, and her expression was instantly solemn, "It's a pity, if that master can live to this day, he will definitely be happy to see you like this." ”

"Don't talk about that." Tang Xi walked up to Old Taijun Xie and asked with a smile, "Let me probe Old Taijun's pulse." ”

When Mrs. Xie heard this, she hurriedly put away her regretful expression and stretched out her hand.

Tang Xi smiled slightly after taking the pulse, "It's better than yesterday, but I still have to take a good rest." ”

She looked at the medicinal porridge that was still smoking on the table and said, "That small casserole is specially cooked by me for you, the old lady, and it is added with calming herbs like yesterday." ”

When the old lady Xie heard this, he said: "Then I can't eat anymore, I slept until dawn yesterday, and if I eat it now, I'm afraid I will have to sleep again." ”

Tang Xi chuckled, "Don't worry, old lady, I cooked everyone's porridge separately, so I won't be sleepy, and I can eat as much as I want." ”

After everyone took their seats, the maid hurriedly came over to help serve the porridge.

After tasting it, Mrs. Xie said with a smile: "Although this porridge is not as fragrant as the old woman, the taste is also comparable, very good!" ”

Tang Xi smiled, "You eat more!" ”

Old Lady Xie smiled and nodded, "Okay!" ”

"Hmm~" Lu Huai finished eating, nodded again and again, and hurriedly asked Xie Ling to taste it quickly, "This taste is really amazing, this is definitely the best porridge I have ever tasted." ”

Tang Xi said: "The prince has an overreputation, but it is just an ordinary medicinal porridge, if you like it, you can eat two more bowls." ”

"This one has to be eaten two more bowls." Lu Huai said: "Delicious food is hard to find, you can't miss it." ”

Xie Cheng didn't say a word, but ate two large bowls silently.

A big pot of porridge was directly eaten by several people to the bottom.

Since Mrs. Xie slept well last night, her appetite today is better than yesterday, if it weren't for Tang Xi saying that she shouldn't be too full, she might have to eat two bowls in a row.

During the afternoon nap, Tang Xi handed over a few dried leaves of the Ningshen Grass to Mama Jiang and asked her to put them in the incense burner and light them.

"Isn't that the smell of grandmother's porridge? What is it? Xie Ling was curious.

Tang Xi said: "This is a kind of herbal medicine that calms the mind and helps sleep, called Ningshen Grass, which is not common. ”

"Really?" Lu Huai said: "Can you give me two pieces?" ”

Tang Xi raised his eyebrows, "Do you have insomnia?" ”。

"No, no," Lu Huai waved his hand, "It's not me, it's my mother, she is sensitive, likes to think cranky, and always can't sleep at night. ”