Smelling the medicine, Song Ziyi asked Song Yun, "Is this medicine for our mother?"

Song Yun nodded. "Yes, our mother is very ill. This medicine has anti-inflammatory and lung-moistening effects. Although it can't cure the disease, it can make her feel better. Slowly adjust her condition and she will get better."

Song Ziyi nodded heavily, looking at his sister with stars in his eyes, "Sister, how come you know everything? Did you learn it in school?"

Song Yun shook her head. "School doesn't teach this. I just read it from books. You should read more books in the future. You can learn everything from them."

"I will, and I will definitely study hard in the future." Song Ziyi promised.

Speaking of studying, Song Yun just remembered that she forgot to ask Uncle Liu about Ziyi's schooling the other day.

As Song Yun added more porridge to Ziyi's plate, she felt a little guilty. "We were so busy today that we didn't even buy an egg. We must improve the food tomorrow."

Song Ziyi didn't mind at all, holding the bowl of porridge and eating it with relish, "Sister, the porridge you cook is especially delicious, even more delicious than meat."

This emotional value is fully appreciated.

Song Yun almost believed it, and pinched Song Ziyi's nose with a smile, "Eat quickly, we still have to go to Yangpo later."

With the experience, she decided to go earlier every day, otherwise even an iron man would not be able to stand staying up until midnight every day.

After dinner, they rested for a while. She waited for the medicinal juice in the pot to cool slightly before pouring it into the pot. She then took two pottery bowls, a bag of sugar, and the porridge, and the brother and sister set off up the mountain under the starlight.

Song Hao knew that the two would come over, so he opened the door from time to time to take a look. Just after eight o'clock, the brother and sister arrived.

"Come in quickly!" Song Hao spoke in a low voice with a smile in his eyes.

As soon as the brother and sister came in, Song Hao quickly lit the candles.

"Dad, Mom, have you had dinner?" Song Yun asked as soon as she came in.

Song Hao nodded. "I've eaten. Why are you here so early?"

Song Yun put the things down and said, "I've observed that no one comes here and no one pays attention. It's okay to come early."

The light in the room came on. Song Yun sat down beside the bed and first took Qingxia's pulse, then looked at her face and tongue. "It's a little warmer than yesterday. I boiled some medicine, and it's warm now. I'll pour you a bowl, and heat up the remaining bowl tomorrow morning."

Song Yun took out the ceramic bowl she brought with her and poured out a bowl of thick medicinal juice from the ceramic pot.

Song Hao noticed that Song Yun brought a clay pot and a ceramic bowl, "Did you go shopping tomorrow?"

Song Yun nodded. "There's nothing in the rented house. I bought a lot of things yesterday. The house is still under renovation. I'll have to buy a lot more after it's finished."

Qi Qingxia took the medicine bowl handed to her by her daughter and asked softly, "Do you have enough money and tickets?" Although she learned from her son that Song Yun had taken money from Song Zhenzhen, as a mother, she was always worried that her children would not have enough money to spend. It seemed to be her nature.

"That's enough. I still have quite a bit of money on hand." Song Yun took out some candy and scooped a spoonful with a spoon. After Qingxia finished drinking the medicine, she immediately offered her some candy, "Hurry up and eat the candy to reduce the pressure."

Since her childhood, Qingxia was afraid of bitterness, and she would always prepare candies, candied fruits and other things when taking medicine. When she came to this place, she didn't have such extravagant expectations. She didn't expect her daughter to be so thoughtful.