Datang male nanny

Chapter 82 Plan to live long
After dinner, Ni Tu rushed to wash the dishes with the old woman, but Mo Xiang'er snatched her out of the kitchen and came to the boudoir.

Mo Xiang'er took off Ni Tu's shirt, and picked up a piece of bamboo.

"Wait, did you perform the scraping technique last night?"

"Yes." Mo Xiang'er agreed excitedly and proudly, waving the bamboo slices with her onion-like snow-like hands, eager to try.

"Did you not invite Doctor Sun and Doctor Tang Ji?"

"Genius doctor? Who has such a big face, please use the genius doctor."

"But, where did you learn this scraping technique?"

"I taught myself." Mo Xiang'er showed a proud expression. "Lie down!"

she ordered.

"Wait, little girl."

Ni Tu was a little puzzled, he had just taught Sun Simiao not long ago, and he was so shocked at that time, could it be that the Gua Sha technique was spread in the first place, and Sun Simiao's shock was faked by him?
In order to find out the reason of the matter, Ni Tu could only ask the bottom line.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiang'er blinked her big eyes and asked wonderingly.

"Who did you learn from?"

"Our disease doctor in Fenglou." Seeing Ni Tu's shocked expression, Mo Xiang'er covered her mouth and smiled.

"Brother may not know that we in Fenglou not only need to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, but also learn some first aid measures, just in case."

It was only then that Ni Tu remembered that when he met her on the street yesterday, those beautiful ladies were obviously engaged in the service industry.

Ni Tu was a little discouraged.

Mo Xiang'er restrained her smile, and said in a low voice, "The old lady promised me that I will only be a performer. When I find a suitable person, she will let me go."

Ni Tu nodded slightly, his tense brows finally eased, and even the air he breathed became sweet again.

Mo Xiang'er is very good at observing words and expressions.

She hastily waved the bamboo in her hand, signaling Ni Tu to lie down, and shaved the back of his neck.

"Lie down quickly, this is the only piece of your body left unshaven."

Ni Tu gritted his teeth and endured the burning pain of the bamboo slices on his rough skin.

"Wait a minute, Xiang'er, is there any olive oil?"

"What oil?"

After rubbing the pine oil, the skin does not feel abnormally irritating and painful.

"It's not fun rubbing like this!" Mo Xiang'er rubbed the bamboo slices obviously a little too hard.

Ni Tu gritted his teeth and endured.

"Your scraping technique is a bit rough!"

"Scraping? By the way, you've always called this scraping."

"It's not called scraping, what is it called?"

"Well, it's a therapy that has just become popular recently, but everyone calls it clay therapy. I was wondering why it's not called bamboo board scraping therapy, but Ni soil therapy."

Ni Tu couldn't hold back his breath in pain, and suddenly coughed violently.

"What's wrong? Did I not shave hard enough?" Mo Xiang'er asked suspiciously.

"No, maybe I invented this." Ni Tu thought that Sun Simiao named this rapidly spreading health therapy after himself instead of keeping it for himself. This kind of precious spirit made Ni Tu Quite moved.

You know, with his prestige, people can definitely call it Sun Shen's medical treatment, or immortal treatment.But Sun Simiao has repeatedly told people that this is called clay therapy.

"You invented it? Is your name called mud?"

Ni Tu nodded heavily, and said, "Yes! My name is Ni Tu!"

"Ah? Your name is really Ni Tu? When we met yesterday evening, you didn't joke with me, did you?"

"No! I never lie, especially to a beautiful woman like you, I am even more reluctant to deceive."

When Mo Xiang'er heard this, she lowered her head in embarrassment.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Ni Tu got off the bed, put on his clothes, and said, "Scraping is just one of the health care methods, and there is another one. I will teach you."

Ni Tu supported Mo Xiang'er to sit on the edge of the bed, then lifted her feet and took off her shoes.

"do not want!"

"what happened?"

"I..." Mo Xiang'er blushed, unable to speak.

Ni Tu felt like making a fuss out of a molehill.

Ni Tu took off his shoes, as well as his silk footwear, revealing his beautiful white jade feet.

Ni Tu was stunned.

Mo Xiang'er kept pursing her lips and giggling in embarrassment.

After a while, Ni Tu regained his composure when there was an old woman coughing outside the window.

"Today I will teach you pedicure."

"Peditherapy? Will it also become bruised and purple?"

"No! Sha is only produced by scraping."

"What is Sha?"

"After scraping, the red, purple or black spots that appear on the skin surface are called Sha. We can judge the severity of the disease according to the color of the Sha point. Purple Sha generally represents the stagnation time of the meridians. Long, it is a manifestation of relatively heavy cold and dampness."

"What are meridians?"

"Will the bruise heal?"

Ni Tu answered one by one, but his hand was wandering on Mo Xiang'er's jade feet, pressing different acupuncture points to give her an internal organ examination.

After massaging her feet, Mo Xiang'er's forehead had already seeped a lot of beads of sweat.

She took a deep breath and said, "I didn't expect that small acupuncture points can reach all organs of the human body. It's amazing. How about it, let me do it for you, and I want to master this skill."

Ni Tu suddenly froze.

A gust of cold wind blows.

"Am I the originator of the pedicure industry?"

"No! You shouldn't learn these things. I teach you to help you do some physical health checks, not to teach you to serve others."

When Mo Xiang'er heard this, tears welled up in her excited eyes.

"I will not serve others, except..."

At this time, the old woman coughed violently, and then brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge into the house, put it in Mo Xiang'er's hand, and said, "Drink it while it's hot."

The old woman's tone was firm and unquestionable.

This gave Ni Tu the illusion that this old woman is the owner of this house.

Mo Xiang'er did the same, and obediently drank a bowl of porridge slowly.

Watching the old woman's face, Mo Xiang'er obediently put on her clothes and shoes.

"Xiang'er, you should get ready and go to Fenglou." After the old woman finished speaking, she turned and left with an empty bowl.

Mo Xiang'er smiled apologetically, then got up to choose clothes.

Ni Tu was embarrassed to stay in her room, so he walked out of the house and came to the courtyard, and found that the old woman was going out with two wooden barrels and a pole.

Ni Tu hurried forward to show his courtesy, took the pole and picked up the barrel, asked about the location of the well, and went out humming a song.

After carrying water three times in a row, the huge water jar was finally filled.

When he was sweating and sitting in the woodshed, the old woman entered the room and said coldly, "Xiang'er has already left."

"I met her on the road, and I will make her a delicious dinner, and wait for her to come back to eat at night."

The old woman's face suddenly fell down, and she asked coldly: "Do you really want to live here for a long time? But I asked someone, did he agree?"

When Ni Tu heard this, he was extremely unkind, so he stared straight at the old woman in front of him.

The old woman had an extraordinary temperament, and looked at Ni Tu with a pair of playful eyes.

Ni Tu groaned inwardly. "This... this old woman is not simple."

(End of this chapter)