I use the Xueba system to cultivate immortality and immortality

Chapter 170

At the foot of the mountain, in front of a mud-tile house.

"This is my home."

Han Xiaoqin pointed to the mud-roofed house in front and said.

Qin Hao looked at the house in front of him. There were only two low mud-tile houses.

There is also a white cloth hanging on it.

"Xiaoqin, take a hot bath and change your clothes before going to your grandma's funeral hall."

Her third uncle led the way here and spoke to remind him.

"Okay, third uncle, you go and do your work first."

Han Xiaoqin nodded obediently.

Han Zhong looked at Qin Hao and nodded with a smile.

Then he left.

Grumble——

Han Xiaoqin pushed open the wooden door, turned around and said, "Come in first, my home is like this, don't dislike it."

Qin Hao shook his head and walked in with a smile.

The room is very simple, with a hot kang, a wooden table, and a few wooden benches.

There is a stove next to it, facing some firewood.

There is a portrait of Grandpa Mao hanging on the wall.

"I'll boil water for you first and heat the kang. You can take a hot bath and change clothes later."

Han Xiaoqin started to get busy.

Qin Hao saw that her feet were not healed yet, so he had no choice but to step forward and said, "I'll do it. Your feet are not healed, so sit on the kang and rest for a while."

As he spoke, he took the bucket and asked, "Where can I get water?"

Han Xiaoqin pointed outside with some embarrassment: "There is a well in the yard outside. Who can come up from there?"

"it is good."

Qin Hao smiled and went out with the bucket, and sure enough he saw a well in the yard.

There is also a hand-cranked water dispenser installed on it.

He carried the bucket up and tried shaking it a few times before water came up.

After fetching two buckets of water, Qin Hao poured it into the pot and started to light a fire to boil the water.

Han Xiaoqin sat on the kang, looking intently at Qin Hao's busy figure with her beautiful eyes.

There was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, and she sighed more than once.

It would be great if he was not his student.

Thinking about him carrying her along the more than 30 kilometers of mountain roads, thinking about Qin Hao rubbing her feet, and thinking about his insistence on sending her back.

"Oh -" She suddenly sighed as she thought about it.

Qin Hao raised his head and asked: "Teacher, why did you sigh suddenly?"

"Nothing." She shook her head and said nothing.

The water heated up quickly.

"Teacher, the water is ready. Your feet are injured. Let me soak your feet first."

Qin Hao took a wooden basin from the wall, filled it with water, brought it to her and put it down.

"I'll do it myself -" Han Xiaoqin blushed and whispered when she saw Qin Hao giving her slippers.

Qin Hao shook his head: "Let me help you. I will rub your ankles to dredge your meridians and help you recover faster."

"I guess I'll be able to walk later."

He explained this way and took off Han Xiaoqin's shoes and socks.

The two little feet were exposed, and Qin Hao held them and soaked them in hot water while gently rubbing her injured ankle.

"Hmm~~" Han Xiaoqin groaned softly.

Her ankle felt numb and tingling.

But soon a comfortable feeling came over me.

Qin Hao's massage technique is still good and the effect is excellent. The ankle that was originally a little red and swollen has now subsided and the pain is gradually gone.

Looking at Qin Hao washing her feet in front of her, Han Xiaoqin was deeply touched in her heart.

Her beautiful eyes gradually became softer, and tears fell down.

Sensing a tear falling into the barrel, Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, looked up at her, and actually cried.

"Teacher, what's wrong? Does it hurt you?"

he asked a little surprised.

Han Xiaoqin immediately shook her head, wiped her tears, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the teacher just feels a little sad when he thinks about things in his childhood."

"Oh -" Qin Hao nodded and asked casually: "Teacher, where are your parents? Why don't you see them?"

Han Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment and then said, "My parents were gone when I was very young." "Sorry -" Qin Hao looked apologetic.

She shook her head slightly and said, "It doesn't matter. I remember that one day when I was five years old, my parents went up the mountain to cut pigweed. It rained heavily for two days in a row. When they went up the mountain to cut pigweed, they encountered a landslide. People came back like this. not coming."

"From then on, my grandma raised me by herself."

"Later on, everyone in the village who could leave left."

“I grew up eating the food of hundreds of families in the village, and the village funded my education and schooling.”

She looked sad when she talked about it.

Because her grandma has passed away, she feels very uncomfortable not being able to come back to see the old man.

"Teacher, is Han Ziqi your cousin?"

Qin Hao's mind suddenly thought of the beautiful senior who likes to wear Hanfu.

Han Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Do you know Ziqi? Yes, she is my cousin. She moved out of the city a year after my parents' accident."

"I see."

Qin Hao nodded clearly.

Han Xiaoqin blushed and whispered: "I feel much better. Go take a shower quickly. Don't catch a cold. I can do it myself."

"Okay, then I'll take a shower first."

Qin Hao did not refuse and got up to carry a bucket to get hot water.

"By the way, where can I take a shower?"

He looked around and saw no bathroom.

"Wash there, the conditions in the mountain are limited, don't mind."

Han Xiaoqin pointed to the corner with some embarrassment, where there was a curtain to cover it.

Qin Hao smiled after seeing it: "It's quite unique."

He didn't feel anything at all, so he walked over with hot water, closed the curtain, and exposed his head, and he could still see his chest.

"Don't worry, I won't peek at you."

Han Xiaoqin covered her mouth and laughed.

Qin Hao was dumbfounded and said with a smile: "It's okay, teacher, you can look at it as you like, I don't care."

After saying that, he took off his clothes and began to wash the dirt off his body.

The pants were all dirty and the clothes were almost the same.

"By the way, you don't have any clothes to change, so wear my pajamas first."

Han Xiaoqin blushed after saying this, but still took out a set of pink pajamas from the suitcase.

This made Qin Hao scratch his head. Wearing girl's pajamas again?

It seemed that she was wearing Han Ziqi's clothes before, but now she is actually wearing her cousin Han Xiaoqin's clothes.

"Just make do with it for a while, and I'll help you wash and dry your clothes later."

Han Xiaoqin came over with a blushing face and held her pink pajamas and handed them to him.

Qin Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher, won't I be laughed to death if this is spread out?"

"I can't help it. I don't have any other clothes at home. How about I go to my uncle's house and borrow a set of clothes for you to wear first?"

Han Xiaoqin suggested somewhat tangledly.

"No, I'd better wear yours, it smells better."

Qin Hao put away his pajamas and said with a smile.

Han Xiaoqin blushed when she was told that, and returned to sit on the kang.

Qin Hao washed himself and put on Han Xiaoqin's pajamas.

"I'm ready, teacher, it's your turn."

He came up in his pajamas and said with a smile.

"I, I just wash my feet."

She blushed and suddenly didn't want to wash it.

Qin Hao carried a bucket to fetch water and said, "How can that be done? It stinks if you don't wash it. You got wet today. You must take a hot bath, otherwise you will easily catch a cold and get sick."

In the end, she obediently went in to take a shower.

Her blushing face could be seen through a curtain.

"Don't look -" When she saw Qin Hao looking at her with a smile, she suddenly said something in embarrassment.

Qin Hao smiled and said: "Teacher, this place is so big, I can see it even if I don't want to see it."

"You are so bad."

Han Xiaoqin blushed and glared at him.

Seeing his indifferent look, Han Xiaoqin rolled her eyes and didn't bother to say anything. She slowly took off her clothes and started cleaning.

This was a feast for Qin Hao's eyes.

(End of this chapter)