Chapter 12: A Little Thought Condensation
"You know me, huh?" Hou Ping'an took a closer look, still unimpressed, and smiled, "Which class?" "Since I asked so, I must be a student who graduated from No. 3 Middle School.
"In class 485, the head teacher is Teacher Wen Liping."
"What's your name?"
"Qian Ting, sit in the back at that time." The young lady still couldn't let go, but the work ethic still made her put down the basin, squatted down, and wanted to say something, but she couldn't help it. In a hurry, almost as if he were running away, he took a plastic bag of water and poured it into the basin. Then he turned and went to get other pouches for washing his feet and ointments for massage.
"Qian Ting?" I don't have much impression, and through the memory of my predecessor, Hou Ping'an still knows that he and Teacher Wen Liping have taught together for a term.
The young lady put her hands on Hou Ping'an's instep and began to press.
"How long do you go to work in a day?" I don't know, but it's really my own student, Hou Ping'an still feels that the topic is diverted. Ease the awkward atmosphere.
Qian Ting was also a little uncomfortable, but she still pressed Hou Ping'an with all her heart. Because I may be a little nervous, I am panting a little loudly.
"Or ...... Sit down and let's talk? β
"I didn't ...... It's okay-" Qian Ting let out a sigh, pressing the instep of her hand non-stop.
"How long have you been doing this?"
"After graduating from high school, I went to work on the coast, and the salary was not high, so an acquaintance introduced me to this kind of work. I have been doing it for less than a year along the coast, and I will come back this year to deal with some things, so I will make a transition here, and I will go to Dongguan City after waiting for another month. β
Although she hesitated, Qian Ting still said her plan.
"What's the biggest difference between a factory and this?"
"It's almost tiring to do this in a factory, but the salary is still high. There are also many commissions. β
Not every woman in the footbath city has a history of blood and tears, and most of them still can't stand the suffering of the factory. And the money comes quickly. We chatted a few more words.
"Press my head."
Qian Ting didn't say anything, and began to press Hou Ping'an's head very obediently, standing behind his head, trying not to make too much intimate contact with Hou Ping'an.
After pressing it for a while, Hou Ping'an let out a slight snoring sound. Qian Ting didn't stop, but the movements in her hands were much lighter, and her mind was still a little confused, and she was a little stunned.
Try to finish each foot bath as much as possible. After a while, look at the time, it's almost time to get down. He shook Hou Ping'an gently, shook him awake, and tried his best to have a smile on his face: "Teacher Hou, I will get off work in a while, I invite you to have a supper!" β
"I invite you."
Hou Ping'an didn't want to discriminate against her, everyone's way of living was different. He also invested money in this kind of industry in his previous life, and knew that the foot bath and the massage were still very different, and the foot bath would not be out of line, and the general was relatively normal, selling the craft, and doing all kinds of fancy massage baths.
After going downstairs and waiting for a while, Qian Ting came out. also deliberately dressed up, one step skirt, two long legs, and a small Kun bag. The heavy makeup on the face is gone, and the light makeup is smeared.
A pretty girl.
I found a barbecue restaurant not far from the store. Hou Ping'an's menu was given to Qian Ting. Qian Ting picked a few items and handed them to Hou Ping'an. Hou Ping'an also ordered a few things and asked her, "Do you drink?" β
Qian Ting hesitated for a moment and looked at Hou Ping'an: "A bottle of beer." β
"Three beers." Hou Ping'an asked for two bottles himself.
While serving, the barbecue is self-served. The two talked about their high school days. Hou Ping'an asked the students what their impression of themselves was at that time.
Speaking of this, Qian Ting pursed her lips and smiled.
"I'm not afraid of you, someone is reading a novel below in class. You have a good temper, I think you are very good in class, my Chinese grades are okay, and everything else is a mess. β
Hou Ping'an also learned from Qian Ting's mouth what kind of teacher he used to be.
Hou Ping'an also analyzed the prospects of the service industry she was engaged in, and finally suggested that she save enough money to do a small business in the future.
The two chatted, ate, and drank, and it was early in the morning. Halfway through, Qian Ting went to the toilet once.
"Teacher Hou, have you bought a house in Changling City? Live here? β
"I bought it, but it's still being renovated, and I usually come over on weekends to see and stay in a hotel." Hou Ping'an smiled, "I don't have your WeChat yet, add one, come over on the weekend in the future, and invite you to dinner." β
"I'll invite you!"
"Don't fight me about this." Hou Ping'an smiled, "Have you eaten?" β
"Eat it."
"Then let's withdraw!" Hou Ping'an went to the bar to pay.
"Bought it!" The bar waiter told Hou Ping'an.
Hou Ping'an turned his head to look at Qian Ting, and the girl stuck out her tongue at him, looking innocent. Maybe a girl who has a pure land in her heart is very pure and good in nature.
"Then next time I'll please, don't rob me!"
Qian Ting smiled and didn't speak, and the two came out. Qian Ting said: "The house I rented is over there, just one stop away, Mr. Hou, you go back first!" β
"I'll send you." Hou Ping'an said.
The two of them walked down the street.
Qian Ting felt very strange, as if Hou Ping'an was still the same as Teacher Hou before, but now that she gets along, she can't find the teacher at all. Although I can't talk to him very easily, I feel a little relaxed in my heart.
"I ...... I'm here! Qian Ting stopped, there is a community over there, a bit old, renting a house in this kind of community is generally cheaper.
"You go in!" Hou Ping'an waved his hand at her.
Qian Ting took two steps, stopped again, and looked at Hou Ping'an: "Teacher Hou...... Or else, you...... Don't stay in the hotel, come up and sit down,......" her heart beat hard when she said this.
Hou Ping'an was stunned and looked at her.
"I ...... I...... It's not dirty......" Qian Ting's eyes were red, and she mustered up a lot of courage to say this, "I...... I ......"
Hou Ping'an knows that making foot baths is a very normal handiwork, and no one imagines that it is unbearable. But Qian Ting may feel that this profession is a bit misunderstood, a little afraid of misunderstanding, and afraid of being looked down upon.
But when these words came out, Hou Ping'an nodded and followed Qian Ting in.
Qian Ting breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have to have something to do with Hou Ping'an, she had her considerations. First, Hou Ping'an can be regarded as okay for himself, whether it is when he is studying or today. didn't look down on herself, and agreeing to eat with herself already made her feel a kind of respect for being treated as equals.
In the future, only Hou Ping'an will be left behind, so that he will not spread some unfavorable words about himself in his hometown in the future. Both of them wet their shoes, so it's not good to expose each other.
The girl is still a little cautious. She has also had boyfriends before, and she has long been familiar with the affairs of men and women, and there is nothing uncomfortable. And when she first did this business, she also thought that her reputation might not be very good.
Hou Ping'an and her went to the rental house, a small place with one bedroom and one living room. The furnishings are very simple. But Qian Ting was a little unfavorable when she spoke, after all, her heartbeat was very strong, and she could knock down the shoe rack when she walked. He also knocked down the water cups on the coffee table and broke them.
Hou Ping'an naturally felt the girl's nervousness, he just smiled and didn't say anything.
"I ...... I'm going to take a shower. After Qian Ting finished speaking, she rushed into the bathroom as if she was flying.
After washing for almost half an hour, Qian Ting came out, wrapped around the bath towel, and her exposed shoulders and skin were red. She wiped her wet hair and looked at Hou Ping'an.
"Teacher Hou...... You...... You go take a shower. β
"I don't wash it, I don't bring a change of clothes." Hou Ping'an smiled, "I'll deal with it on the sofa for one night, you can sleep by yourself first." β
Qian Ting pursed her lips, her face was a little tight, but she still went in.
There was no air conditioning in the living room, only a fan. Hou Ping'an was a little hot and couldn't sleep. Hazy, I saw someone coming, and then a body snuggled up.
Hou Ping'an has no moral constraints, and he does not have the identity of a teacher to restrain himself. The body and soul before were not him at all, he was now just the bastard of that previous life. He really doesn't take that thing seriously between men and women.
So he is no stranger to women's embraces, and he will not refuse.
Both of them worked desperately, fighting like each other, and kept tossing. Then, when both of them were exhausted, they looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
"I only have one boyfriend and we've been breaking up for almost a year."
Qian Ting didn't take anything to cover it, she got up directly, walked to the drawer of the coffee table in the living room, took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Hou Ping'an, and lit one herself, and the two of them leaned on each other, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.
Once the line between men and women is crossed, both men and women will stop being reserved and become open. Embracing each other and smoking cigarettes honestly is a good way for the two to get along now.
Hou Ping'an didn't dislike her because of her profession and her smoking, and he had experienced all kinds of women in his previous life.
"Am I your second man?" Hou Ping'an spat out a puff of smoke rings.
"yes!" Qian Ting also took a puff of cigarette, but she was not very proficient, and it is estimated that she only recently started to learn to smoke.
Hou Ping'an didn't ask her why she was able to keep it wet, the two smoked cigarettes, and then stacked them on the sofa, hugged each other and slept for a while, and when it was dawn, the light was too strong to wake up.
"I only go to work in the afternoon." Qian Ting got up, the light was too strong, and when she got up, she was still a little shy, because she hadn't dressed yet, after all, she was so bold last night, and it was also because of the dim light.
Qian Ting, who doesn't apply powder, is really still a good-looking girl. Skin is full of youthful vitality.
"I'll give it to you!"
"Haha......" Hou Ping'an laughed.
"Ghost S!" Qian Ting's face was a little red, she took a sip, and really put on a pajama casually and went to the kitchen to cook noodles. After a while, he boiled two bowls of noodles and brought them to Hou Ping'an, "I can only cook noodles." β
After the two finished eating, Hou Ping'an patted his stomach: "I'm full, my noodle cooking skills are not bad." β
"Teacher Hou......"
"I may not return to Changling City for a long time in the future."
"It's hard to go to Dongguan City and do the service industry, if you want to get wet!" Hou Ping'an looked at her and said.
"I won't be able to do it, but I haven't saved up enough. The consumption over there is higher than here, the tip commission is high, and I rely on my craft to eat. Qian Ting said, "When I save enough money, I will come back and open a noodle restaurant in Changling City. I can also follow along, there is a stone noodle restaurant to train, I can also learn to make braised vegetables, noodles with braised vegetables, it is best to sell. β
"When did you come up with this idea?"
"Last night, you said that you could open a small shop in Changling City, and today you said that my bottom is delicious...... Don't laugh, S ghost, laugh a fart! Qian Ting began to play her true nature.
It seems that if the distance between men and women becomes negative, then they will no longer disguise themselves.
"And how long are you going?"
Qian Ting snapped her fingers: "My friend said that Guan City can earn about 15,000 a month at least." I guess it's going to be okay in a year...... I'll have to do the math. β
"Fifteen thousand a month, not very serious only so many, your friend cheats you, right? How much money do you have now? β
"Me? Right now...... It's not much money, more than 20,000 yuan. It is estimated that it is not enough to learn the craft. β
"I'll pay for the storefront, the decoration, and the money for you to learn the trade, but I want to take half of the shares. What do you think? Don't go to Guanshi, although you make a lot of money, but once you get wet, you can't go back. β
"Huh? This...... How much does it cost? Qian Ting was dumbfounded.
Hou Ping'an silently calculated in his heart, he got up from the bottom, and naturally knew these bends.
"I'll give you 100,000 yuan, including the cost of learning your craft."
"You're so rich?" Qian Ting exclaimed, "I made a big deal." β
"It's not for you, it's for you." Hou Ping'an shook his head.
"You're sick, I need you to vote?" Qian Ting actually showed her self-esteem at this time and scolded, "Don't think that we feel like something after we sleep, your girlfriend came to the door, and I can't resist it!" β
"Lao Tzu is single!" Hou Ping'an slapped her on the buttocks, "Let's go, I have your WeChat, and I'll transfer it to you when the time comes." All you have to do now is quit your job and start learning the trade, and I'll find the faΓ§ade. β
And this kind of woman should not be verbose.
"Teachers are so rich?" Qian Ting smiled self-deprecatingly. She knew that Hou Ping'an would not have any emotional entanglements with herself, although she was not wet, but as a woman who washed her feet, she would subconsciously be thought of as wet, and it was impossible for Hou Ping'an to have any thoughts about herself.
Although Hou Ping'an said this, Qian Ting didn't really take it seriously.
A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.
When washing his feet, some men saw that they were beautiful and said that they would marry him and go home.