Wheat tea

A few days ago, my friend came back from Shanghai to see my little girl. Hey, hey, how about this? I laugh a lot. I've got meat on me. In fact, when I was a little girl, I was so skinny, so I didn't know what was going on, so I got a little fat, and I didn't get any skinny. When I ran into an old Chinese doctor and talked about it, the Chinese doctor said that it was actually a sign of a spleen, a child who was indisposed and poorly absorbed, and I, with a spleen and a wet cold, became so fat. The Chinese doctor gave a little advice that some barley tea would be good for both the girls and the mother. Well, just in time to get this double, fox-breeding pot of tea. It's easy to make tea。