So I would look for tutorials to cook.

The important thing is that her best friend in the previous life really liked the food she cooked, and the two of them had a good relationship, so she often researched various fresh dishes for her.

Over time, these things have been engraved in my mind.

As for medicinal food.

She is a nutritionist who specializes in conditioning people's bodies. Without the help of medicinal food, it would be difficult to condition the body.

After all, it is my job. Even if I don’t particularly like it, I will get used to it slowly and find it quite interesting.

In addition to these, there are some learning books in the space for her to refer to. Even acupuncture and pulse diagnosis are things she started learning recently.

"Just read more books. Maybe it's because I'm more interested in this area. Interest is the best teacher." Song Zhiya smiled slightly and finished the noodles in the bowl.

"Would you like some extra noodles?"

Yang Yinyin shook her head. "No need to use it. I'm full. Next time when I'm on break, can you come to my house and ask Sister Xiaoya to learn how to make this sauce?"

"sure!"

The two of them had a very pleasant chat. Song Zhiya put the dishes into the kitchen, and Yang Yinyin insisted on helping her wash them.

"After eating your noodles, you have to let me do some work, otherwise I will be embarrassed to come next time." Yang Yinyin's face was red, and she didn't realize there were several ribs underneath until the bottom.

Meat is quite expensive, and she usually buys some to nourish her father, but she is reluctant to do so because she doesn't want to spend her father's money.

She was a nurse and her salary was not very high, just enough for the two of them to live on.

Song Zhiya didn't say much, she packed up and took her acupuncture bag.

I don’t know what the situation is with Yang Guoqing, so it would be best to prepare everything fully.

After finishing, Song Zhiya put all the noodles that had just flowed out into the box, and then prepared to leave.

Yang Yinyin thought that all Song Zhiya took were things she needed, so she picked them up and said, "Then let's go."

Song Zhiya nodded, and the three of them went out together.

Not long after I went out, I met Zhao Yulan.

"Sister Zhao."

Song Zhiya called out, and Zhao Yulan saw her and Yang Yinyin together, and guessed what was going on, "Are you going to see Old Yang?"

"right."

Yang Yinyin lowered his head. Zhao Yulan came forward and patted his hands. "If nothing else, it would be good to make his cough better and persuade him to walk out of that door. Don't stay in that room any longer."

"It's useless to stay in that room. Not talking will make you older. If he doesn't come out, how can you let go of it?"

Zhao Yulan obviously knew about the little quarrel, so she tried to persuade them.

"I know everything. I will." He nodded hastily, his eyes a little red.

Everyone in the compound who knew her family situation was very nice to her, especially those who were a little older like Zhao Yulan.

"Sister Zhao, we're leaving first. I'll be back in the afternoon. You go to her house to get the medicinal food." Song Zhiya found that something was not right, so she said something to Zhao Yulan and asked her about the situation in the afternoon to see what was going on.

"Okay!"

They walked over here, passed through several buildings, and saw a small building at the farthest end.

"Why is there a small building here?"

"This was the first residential building to be built. We originally planned to have more floors, but because it wasn't built so well at the time, we only built three floors."

"Later we were assigned here. Because my father was injured, we live on the first floor." Yang Yinyin said as she led them over and skillfully opened the door with the key.

"Yin Yin, you're back."

I didn't see anyone in the living room, then I heard a voice from inside the house. Then a middle-aged man with a cane came out of the kitchen. When he saw Song Zhiya and Tuanzi, his face suddenly froze.

"Dad, this is Commander Lu's wife, Comrade Song. I call her Sister Xiaoya, and this is Sister Xiaoya's son, Tuanzi."

"Sister Xiaoya prescribes medicated food for the wives of soldiers in the compound, and it works very well. I want her to come and see you and improve your coughing problem."

After Yang Yinyin finished speaking, she put the things on the table and said, "Sister Xiaoya, this is my dad. Please sit at home for a while. I'll pour you a glass of water and I'll go buy breakfast for my dad."

She had wanted to go just now, but was afraid that Song Zhiya would worry about her family situation after she went, so she insisted on paying.

Or something else.

That's why she took them home first.

Yang Guoqing's mood quickly changed back. Tuanzi looked at him and no longer looked like before. He called out sweetly, "Hello, Grandpa!"

"Hello, hello!"

Yang Guoqing showed a bright smile on his face. Although he was leaning on a cane, he was still full of energy and spirit. "Comrade Song, please sit down for a while."

"I heard Xiaoya mention your name. I heard that Captain Lu was injured some time ago. How is he now?"

Although Yang Guoqing has left the army, he still cares about things in the army and sometimes likes to get news from Yang Yinyin.

"He's fine now."

After saying that, Song Zhiya put the noodles she brought on the table and said, "Yinyin, you don't have to buy breakfast. I cooked too much noodles this morning, so I packed a portion for uncle. Just blanch the noodles with boiling water, then pour the sauce in and mix it."

After Song Zhiya finished speaking, Yang Yinyin was stunned again.

It turns out she was ready.

"Hurry up, don't be polite to me. Can we still be friends in the future?" Song Zhiya asked Tuanzi to bring the noodles over. Yang Yinyin carried the noodles into the kitchen with red eyes.

Yang Guoqing also sat on the sofa, with his hands on his crutches.

"Uncle, how has your cough been lately? Can you tell me in detail?" Song Zhiya opened the things on the table.

Yang Guoqing thought about it.

"When the weather gets cold, I cough easily, unless I close the windows. But if the windows are closed, the room will be very stuffy."

"I have been coughing more at night recently. Sometimes I can't sleep all night long!"

Yang Guoqing was just as described by Yang Yinyin. Although he had a bad temper at home and was reluctant to go out, he was still happy as long as there were guests at home.

It has been a year or two since he was injured. He doesn't go out unless it is necessary and has seen few people.

Yang Yinyin couldn't resist him, so she came back to tell him anything interesting she heard in the compound.

Sometimes I only say half of the words, hoping that he can go out and find out on his own, but he would rather not listen than go out.

Yang Yinyin was completely at her wit's end.

Song Zhiya knew what Yang Guoqing was thinking. He simply felt that he had been a soldier in the army for half his life and now that he was injured, he would definitely be laughed at if he went out.