The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 469 Accommodation Fees

What kind of person was the old lady when she was young?

How could such a person become useless and quietly pass away from an ordinary rural village?

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. He turned the bike around and pedaled back into the village.

The makeshift market had already ended, and the courtyard was empty except for Yuan Helu, who sat on the threshold, hugging her knees and lost in thought.

"What are you doing?"

Under Yuan Helu's surprised gaze, Zhao Xiaochui grinned and moved closer.

Yuan Helu blushed and, at a loss, took apart the yellowish braid and re-braided it.

"..." Zhao Xiaochui looked at her habitual action and found it a little funny: "Where's your grandfather?"

"Grandpa went to town to buy goods," Yuan Helu answered softly, suppressing her joy as she ushered Zhao Xiaochui into the courtyard. "Tomorrow is Grandpa's birthday, because of Grandma's matter..."

She paused, a troubled look on her face, and said, "I want to use my allowance to buy him a bouquet of flowers, but I don't know what to write on the card."

She raised her head, mustered her courage to look at Zhao Xiaochui, and emphasized very seriously, "It's money I saved by selling pancakes!"

Seeing her earnest expression, Zhao Xiaochui grinned and said, "The thought is what counts! Come on, sit down first."

Yuan Helu, bewildered, obediently sat down. Zhao Xiaochui extended his finger and gently placed it on her wrist.

After a long while, he slowly released his hand and asked gently, "Can you keep today's events a secret for me?"

Yuan Helu stared at him blankly, then nodded her little head vigorously.

Zhao Xiaochui smiled slightly and patiently explained:
Traditional Chinese medicine says, "The brain is the sea of ​​marrow, and the kidneys govern bones and produce marrow." If kidney essence is insufficient, the sea of ​​marrow will be empty, and the brain will not receive enough nourishment, which can easily lead to poor memory, slow reaction, and dry, yellow, and split ends.

He changed the subject, speaking in a relaxed tone:

"Actually, I came back because I forgot to pay my accommodation fee. How about this, I'll help you get some treatment, and that will be considered payment!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xiaochui gently raised his right hand, a barely perceptible warmth emanating from his palm.

Heat therapy combined with traditional Chinese medicine internal energy massage.

The right thumb kneading method.

足太阴脾经

Sea of ​​blood

手少阴心经

Shenmen...

……

After the massage, Zhao Xiaochui slowly withdrew his hand, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and even his breathing was heavy and hot.

He let out a long breath, picked up the towel beside him, wiped the sweat that kept rolling down his temples, and gave Yuan Helu a slightly tired smile.

"Remember what you said, keep it a secret," Zhao Xiaochui wiped his sweat and instructed.

Yuan Helu nodded seriously, then her eyes lit up as if she remembered something: "I've always felt... that you and him are very similar."

Zhao Xiaochui paused in wiping his sweat: "Who does he look like?"

Yuan Helu quickly pulled out her old phone, tapped on a photo, and exclaimed, "Look! Him!"

Zhao Xiaochui stared speechlessly at his own photo on the screen, then spun around in annoyance: "How does this chubby me resemble me?"

"It's all about his charisma!" Yuan Helu held up a finger, lowering her voice mysteriously. "He doesn't care about making money, he just closes down his shop whenever he wants, and he doesn't care about being so popular online. He'll be trending for a few days and then disappear, sometimes you can't even find the photos anymore. I only managed to save this one because I was quick!"

Zhao Xiaochui: "..." "You're the same," Yuan Helu looked at him, her tone certain, "suddenly becoming famous, turning off donations, not caring about traffic, disappearing just like that... you're the same kind of people."

Is it possible that we are one person?

Zhao Xiaochui looked speechlessly at the sharp-eyed Yuan Helu: "Give me paper and pen."

The little girl tilted her head: "What do you need me to do?"

Zhao Xiaochui: "Didn't you say you were going to write something on the greeting card?"

"Oh~" Yuan Helu suddenly realized, and happily handed over paper and pen.

Zhao Xiaochui thought about the books he had read these past few days before he began to write:
"May you be as constant as the moon, as rising as the sun, as long-lived as the Southern Mountain, never waning or collapsing, as flourishing as pine and cypress, and may all your blessings be inherited."

After finishing writing, under the little girl's admiring and respectful gaze, Zhao Xiaochui whispered:
"Try reading some books these next couple of days. If you can get into them and your thinking isn't as sluggish as it used to be, then go back to reading."

"When this happens again in the future, you will be grateful that you have read many books, so that you don't have to rack your brains and end up writing a pale 'Happy Birthday'."

"Goodbye, Miss Helu~"

……

We returned to the village entrance once again.

I hopped on the mountain bike, which was piled high with luggage and looked bulky, skillfully mounted my phone on the handlebars, and opened a short video app.

As soon as the live stream started, viewers who had been waiting in the wings flooded in. The screen immediately filled with comments:
"Holy crap! The missing person has returned!"

"Fatty, do you know you're even more famous now?"

"Go guys, give me some encouragement! Fatty's going to make a comeback!"

Zhao Xiaochui adjusted his breathing and grinned at the camera:
"Family members! Starting today, food vlogger Guo Fulai is officially offline!"

"Standing before you now is Guo Fulai, the inspirational weight loss influencer who rides the bike!"

"Destination: South! Let's go!"

After saying that, he pushed off with his feet and rode the overloaded mountain bike, wobbling and swaying, out of the village.

The barrage of comments like "Keep going!" and "Get as thin as lightning!" and donation effects filled the air. Under the sparse winter sunlight, his chubby back actually had a touch of "inspirational" charm.

……

"..."

"..."

In Fatou, Beijing, in Zhao Xiaochui's rented room in Overseas Chinese Town.

Guoguo sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at her phone and scrolling through the live stream of "Guo Fulai" struggling to ride his bike. Seeing the barrage of "Go, Fatty!" messages, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She nudged Liu Li, the simple-minded girl next to her who was hiding under a blanket, pretending to be an ostrich, and teased, "How about it, regretting it?"

After a long while, Liu Li finally lifted the blanket covering her head, revealing her bright and beautiful face, with a hint of regret: "Sister Guoguo, if I had known it would turn out like this, I should have agreed to him in the first place."

Guoguo tilted her head, feigning ignorance, and asked, "Agree to what?"

"I'll agree to date him," Liu Li muttered softly.

Guoguo chuckled: "Didn't you say you had to consider this and that?"

"How was I supposed to know he was so capable?" Liu Li's pretty face flushed slightly as she suddenly threw off the blanket, revealing her smooth, jade-like upper body. Her skin was so fair that Guo Guo squinted. "Look, I thought I was doomed this time, but not only am I okay, my skin is even better."

(End of this chapter)