When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 68
When she was cleaning, Mo Yan looked at the two big pears and asked, "What are you doing with the pears?"

Bei Yan smiled and said: "I read it on the news before, saying that the smog in the imperial capital is very serious... It has a great impact on people's health. Although the imperial capital looks good recently, we should pay attention to precautions. Right?"

"I happen to know how to make a kind of porridge that nourishes the lungs and nourishes the health, so I will give it to my two elder brothers!"

The child's voice fell, and the patient sitting at the dining table was startled.

Suddenly, there was an unprecedented feeling in my heart, which seemed to be moving.

This child... didn't ask much about his condition, could it be that he understood something after looking at his medicine?
Even Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly remembered what Bei Yan said when he first came in to feel his pulse, so he asked: "Honey, you said you were busy with work, what are you doing?"

"I work as a medicine collector in a traditional Chinese medicine clinic called Baicaotang on a nearby street."

"Drug catcher..."

Fa Xiao seemed to understand something.

after that.

Mencius envied watching Mo Yang and Bei Yan cooking hot pot in the restaurant, while he watched a bowl of light porridge and a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, his temples throbbing.

Bei Yan didn't dare to eat too much in the restaurant before, but now she is indeed a little hungry.

Compared with Mu Jinhan and Xiao Tong, Mo Yan is closer in her heart, and the child is more able to let go.

She was also drinking the foreign canned cocktail brought by Mo Yang. Bei Yan didn't understand the English on it, and Meng Zixian and Mo Yang didn't say it was wine, so Bei Yan didn't know it at all.

It was picked up by Mo Yang when he was shopping for ingredients. He didn't want to come here to see Bei Yan, so he thought it was normal for girls to drink this, so he didn't say much.

After Bei Yan took a mouthful of the very spicy dish, she picked it up and took another big sip, and said to the two men opposite with a smile: "This drink is delicious, it feels warm and comfortable..."

When Mo Yang heard this, he just wanted to say that there was alcohol in it...

Not wanting to, Bei Yan said again: "My friend who is the Great Ringer has really never drank it! There are so many delicious things to drink in big cities!"

Even if this thing is available in the mountains, it's impossible for her friends who are the Great Ringer to touch it, okay?That's wine!

But Mo Yang suddenly felt bad and didn't want to talk.

Presumably, the reaction to the three-degree cocktail was so obvious, and her heart was warm, which undoubtedly proved that Bei Yan must have never touched alcohol before.

I don't know how Bingshan will react if the child drinks too much.

And Meng Zixian didn't say much, moderate alcohol is not harmful to the body but beneficial, not to mention he has no reason to interfere with Beiyan's preferences.

Besides, the children are quite normal now.

However, Mencius looked enviously at his bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, he knew very well that if he took this medicine, he would be fine tomorrow.

Looking up at the little girl eating and drinking, Yazi with a ruddy complexion and a cute face...

He didn't want to get better so quickly, and seeing Mo Yan drinking peach cocktails with Bei Yan, looking like a bitch, he got up and went to the nearby wine cabinet, and took out a bottle of Louis XIII that started at more than 20 black Pearl.

Putting it in front of Mo Yan with a bang, he said coldly, "You and I drink this."

Mo Yan was startled suddenly: "Drink this? You're sick, my friend!"

"I want to sweat."

A very... silly reason.

"It's not hot enough in the room?" Mo Qiao complained, "If it's not enough, drink more hot water to find out, if hot water isn't enough, eat some hot pot base."

Bingshan's eyes were calm: "Drink or not."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Fa Xiao'er curled his mouth, took the wine to him, and immediately made a compromise: "You sweat and drink Louis XIII, since you are so willing, I will drink it."

Bei Yan looked at the bottle of foreign wine, not knowing what it was, but thought the bottle was pretty.

Neither Meng Zixian nor Mo Yang mentioned the key word "wine", and the children in the mountains didn't recognize it either.

(End of this chapter)