Chapter 345 Food and clothing parents, not angry

   Liu Liang touched the tree pole, "How many years have passed, you are still alive, you have witnessed the life and death of generation after generation, and you have also witnessed the change of everything here..."

   "You must have seen a lot of fun things, and of course there are some that are not fun."

  She was talking to herself, anyway, she didn't know what she said, the leaves were whirling, she also gently shook her own leaves.

   seems to be dancing, but also seems to be remembering.

  It was rusty, and a few leaves fell slightly.

   Liu Liang picked up a leaf, played with it in her hand, and then ran back happily.

   "Going to eat."

  When she went back, she saw Zeng Xubai sitting at the table waiting for her, and how could this smell be so familiar?

"smell good!"

  She ran over, and saw that on the table, there were fish from that fish farm.

  This takeaway is so fast.

   Liu Liang picked up the chopsticks and took a bite unceremoniously. They were still hot. What method did they use to deliver them, and how did they look like new ones?

   "It's newly made."

  Zeng Xubai also took a bite of fish.

   "Uncle Wu brought the cook from the fish farm."

  Liu Liang "……"

Sure enough, she is still too young. For wealthy and powerful people, nothing is impossible. For a family like the Huo family, who doesn't give a bit of face, but just a cook who will take the whole fish Zhuang just moved in.

  But this is good, she can finally eat fish every day.

  The fish tastes exactly the same as before. Sure enough, it’s better to go to the store if you eat takeout or something.

  This kind of hot whistling, it still smells like a hot mouth, it's the best.

   On the other side, Huo Lao opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. He hadn't had such a spirit for a long time. The previous feeling that his head was swollen when he woke up in the morning did not come out.

  Even, he doesn't have the kind of powerless feeling of waiting to die.

  It seems that he can still live, even many years.

   "Master, you are awake."

  Lao Wu walked in, and when Huo Lao woke up, he ran in quickly, and when he saw Huo Lao’s eyebrows relaxed and relaxed, his tight heart instantly settled down.

  Master seems to be much better than yesterday, and even the grayness on his face has gone down a lot, and it turned into a semi-normal blood color.

   "Master, drink the medicine first."

  Wu Lao held the cup in both hands and came in front of Huo Lao.

  And the medicine he said was a glass of water.

  Huo Lao took the cup and drank the water in the cup in one breath, but he still sat and did not move.

  The next two years of age were both over 100-year-old old men. They began to flirt with each other. No, they looked at each other, but if they were wrong, they stared at each other.

   "Old Wu..."

  Huo Lao sighed.

   "Well," Old Wu listened.

   "Where is the medicine?"

  Huo Lao also sighed, not only is he old, even Lao Wu is also old.

   "Medicine?" Old Wu looked at the empty cup set aside.

  "Didn't you drink the medicine?"

  "When did I drink it?"

  Although Huo Lao is ill, his brain is bright, and his memory is not bad. He still doesn't know if he drinks or not.

   "Just now."

   "Think about it again," Huo Lao asked Lao Wu to remember again.

   "Just now."

  Old Wu still said this.

  I don’t even have a bowl. Where is the medicine?

  Huo Lao shook his head.

  Old Wu stretched out his hand and pointed to the cup, "This is the medicine."

  Huo Lao "..."

  This is the most special medicine he drinks. It's like a glass of water. It has no bitterness and taste. No, it was originally a glass of water. It wouldn't be Lao Wu who lied to him.

But how can you blame Lao Wu for this? If you want to blame it, you should blame Liu Liang. Who asked Liu Liang to give him the medicine, so different, there is still some medicine in the bottle, but as long as it melts into the water, it starts. Colorless and tasteless, no, there is still some smell.

  The water will become sweeter.

  That’s why Huo Lao didn’t believe it. What he had just drank was medicine.

  It is said that good people have a bitter taste, but those who are not bitter, are they still called medicine?

  But that is medicine.

  Not long afterwards, Mr. Huo held a white porcelain bottle in his hand and clenched his hand firmly.

  He opened the medicine bottle again, and there was indeed a faint smell of medicine inside, but no one knew what the medicine was. He just knew that it could be melted in water, and then it was colorless and tasteless.

  After drinking this, Huo's spirit has obviously improved a lot, and even he has some strength on his body, and he has always had a bitter taste, which is also a lot better.

I even ate an extra bowl of rice, and I wanted to eat a bowl of small wontons. You must know that just before yesterday, Huo Lao was still half-dead, and he was supported by a lot of energy, if it weren’t for this. He was so energetic, he might have been lying down waiting to die.

  Not to mention that he can eat, he can't drink even a sip of water.

Old Wu made a special trip to find Liu Liang, just to tell Liu Liang about the situation of Huo. Even though he did not see Liu Liang after looking for a long time, he heard someone say that Liu Liang was talking to the tree at the gate. .

  When he arrived, he could stare out his own eyes.

   Liu Liang asked the security guard at the door to carry a pot. She held a white porcelain bottle by herself. Then, she poured a medicine out of the white porcelain bottle and muttered to herself.

  "I'm afraid that one grain is not enough. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in my house can use three grains at a time. You have to be bigger than it, so let's have five grains."

   With a wave of her small hand, she poured five grains in directly. It was supposed to be five grains, but she accidentally rolled out one grain.

   "Oh, one more grain."

   "But it's okay, more is more."

"Why do you pour a few more pills?? Liu Liang thought about it, anyway, this medicine is meant to be a supplement. As a result, one directly snatched the medicine bottle in her hand.

"Who?"

   Liu Liang sank her face and dared to grab something from her hand. She didn’t want to get mixed up, right?

  As a result, when she saw Lao Wu, the gloom in her eyes disappeared in an instant, she was cheerful, and it was also clear after rain.

  Alas, my parents, she is not angry.

  Liu Liang took the pot from the security guard and began to water the tree.

  While Lao Wu tremblingly held the white porcelain bottle, he carefully opened the bottle and put the mouth of the bottle against his nose. It was the smell that he remembered.

   Then another pour out.

  This is also not wrong.

   "Miss Liu, is this the kind of medicine for the master?"

  Old Wu asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes."

   Liu Liang continued to pour the water, "It's that kind."

   "That's right," she thought of something again, "Uncle Wu, I'll give you this bottle. It's okay to soak in water and drink to keep fit."

  Old Wu "……"

  This is medicine, not plain water.

  (End of this chapter)