In this way, the next week, Yin Xin and Qin Xiaoduan fell ill, very dramatic.

After seeing Qin Xiaoduan, the chief physician said that it was ok, but he had a cold. After Qin Xiaoduan nodded, he hung a bottle of water and opened some Chinese medicine.

Yin Xinxin's health is almost good, so this time, she's staying by the bed.

From time to time, I put a towel with wet water on Qin Xiaoduan's forehead to cool him physically. Qin Xiaoduan's handsome face is red. At first glance, it looks like Guan Gong.

But this Guan Gong has not stopped, for a while he is shouting hot, for a while he says he wants to drink water, and for a while he wants to eat apples. He also asks Yin Xin to find the vein of apples as he did before, and cut them equally. Angry Yin Xin really wants to put a whole apple in his mouth to stop his chattering.

Finally, the Lord fell asleep. Yin hammered his sour waist and got up to go to the kitchen.

She is going to cook some millet porridge. Up to now, she and Qin Xiaoduan haven't eaten for a day. Qin Xiaoduan is still ill. Even if she doesn't like cooking any more, it's time for her to cook and do something for him.

After all, Qin Xiaoduan is very kind to her. He can't be so heartless.

You can't eat too greasy food when you're sick. You'd better eat liquid food to help digestion. In addition, Yin Xin recovered from his illness and took care of Qin Xiaoduan, a new patient. So he was lazy and didn't want to go out to buy vegetables. After thinking about it, it's best to cook porridge.

Yin Xinxin's family is in the countryside. She has been cooking since she was nine years old, and her skills are still good. In the past, Yin Xinxin used to cook and cook when her mother was busy with farm work at home. I dare not say that she could make a full meal of Manchu and Han people. It's still easy to cook some home-made dishes, so it's natural to cook porridge.

Without further delay, Yin Xin tied his apron and began to panning rice. It seemed very simple to cook porridge. In fact, there were many tips. First of all, he had to soak the rice in cold water for half an hour to make the rice expand. In this way, he could not only save time, but also make the porridge crisp and taste good. Secondly, to boil the underwater pot, because cold water porridge easy paste bottom. In addition, the heat should be controlled. First, boil it with high heat, then turn it to low heat, and then stir it gently with a spoon. In this way, not only the fragrance can be sent out, but also the porridge can be thick. Finally, add more oil, and add a little salad oil when the porridge is almost ready, so that not only the finished porridge is bright in color, but also the entrance is fresh and smooth.

Qin Xiaoduan sleeps for a while, wakes up, wakes up with thirst, and calls his daughter-in-law. Seeing that no one agrees, he discovers that Yin Xinxin is not in the room at all. Qin Xiaoduan squints his eyes, raises his foot and kicks the quilt. When he opens his eyes, he can't see his daughter-in-law. It's really unpleasant.

I had no choice but to get out of bed and get some water.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Yin Xinxin busy in the kitchen.

Qin Xiaoduan couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn't his illusion. He walked forward for a while and then held out his hand to Yin Xinxin's waist.

"Daughter in law, what are you doing?" Qin Xiaoduan asked, because he was ill, his voice was still hoarse.

Yin Xin didn't scare him this time. He just pushed Qin a little and said, "don't make trouble. Don't you see I'm busy!"

"What is the daughter-in-law doing?"

"I'm cooking millet porridge. It's estimated that there are still ten minutes left. Wait a minute!"

"Millet porridge? Really? "

Yin Xin stretched out his hand and pointed to the pot, "you can't see, isn't that it?"