"Your duck has white hair?"
Bibi Dong was too lazy to argue with him and put on his apron.
The two stood in the dusty living room and looked at each other.
"Where to start?"
Qian Xunji looked around. "Let's go to the second floor, scan from top to bottom."
"Okay."
Living room on the second floor.
Bibi Dong picked up the broom and swept the floor.
"Cough cough cough--"
Because the dust was so big, she choked and coughed.
Qian Xunji came over, holding the bucket, and raised his hand and waved it gently in front of her.
"Sprinkle some water so it won't choke."
Afterwards, Qian Xunji poured half a bucket of water on the ground. When Bibi Dong swept again, there was no ash to be smelled.
"The teacher is so awesome, he understands everything."
"Of course."
Qian Xunji picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor.
His movements were neat and his posture was very standard. It looked like he had done housework.
Bibi Dong peeked at him while sweeping the floor.
Her long blond hair was simply tied up with a hair tie, her apron was tied around her waist, and her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows.
He lowered his head and scanned every corner carefully, occasionally straightening up.
Bibi Dong was stunned.
"What are you looking at?" Qian Xunji suddenly spoke without raising his head.
Bibi Dong was caught in action and blushed. "No, it's nothing... it turns out you can do housework too."
Qian Xunji straightened up, and then realized that the original owner didn't know how to do housework at all.
"Dong'er, come here."
Bibi Dong walked over.
Qian Xunji stretched out his hand, hugged her waist, and kissed her on the mouth.
"Okay, let's continue working."
Bibi Dong: "..."
"Why did you kiss me suddenly?"
"I'm running out of energy, please replenish it."
Bibi Dong is speechless.
In the master bedroom, the old bed frame is the biggest trouble.
Qian Xunji tried to move it out, but he lifted it hard. As soon as he moved, the bed frame made a "squeaking" sound, and then--
"Wow--"
The whole bed frame fell apart.
Bibi Dong stood at the door, looking at the confused Qian Xunji, stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
I laughed so much that I bent over and cried.
"Teacher, hahahaha, you, you are so embarrassed."
Qian Xunji stood there expressionlessly, looking at the dust in his hand.
Not only that, her blond hair was all gray, and her apron was also all gray.
Qian Xunji was silent for two seconds.
Then he bent over and said, "Stop laughing."
Bibi Dong raised her head, and before she could speak, Qian Xunji's hand covered her face.
"Uh--!"
When she took her hands off, Qian Xunji had already started to tidy up the fallen bed boards as if nothing had happened.
Bibi Dong touched the ash on his face, suddenly stood up, rushed over with a rag, and wanted to smear it on his face.
Qian Xunji ducked sideways.
Bibi Dong chase.
Qian Xunji hide again.
Bibi Dong chases again.
The two of them were chasing each other in the dusty master bedroom, like two children who had not grown up.
Finally, Qian Xunji was forced into a corner by her, so he stopped hiding and took her into his arms.
"Have you had enough trouble?"
"No."
Qian Xunji looked at her, suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
"Is this enough?"
"Not enough."
After saying that, Bibi Dong directly wiped his face with a rag.
After that, the two of them had to wash their faces in embarrassment and clean up again.
This busy work only lasts two hours...
The house is finally cleaned.
In the store on the first floor, the blue brick floor was washed and kept spotless, the old shelves in the corners were removed, and the windows were polished brightly.
In the backyard, all the weeds were pulled out, and Qian Xunji even planted a few tulips.
The kitchen and stove were wiped clean, and the sundries in the storage room were sorted and sorted.
On the second floor, the floors of the three rooms were mopped three times.
There is a new bed in the master bedroom, Qian Xunji just bought it from outside.
In the living room, a square table and several chairs were placed.
Bibi Dong stood in the center of the living room, looked around, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Finally... clean."
Qian Xunji stood beside her, also looking at this brand-new little home.
"Not bad."
Bibi Dong turned to look at him, then suddenly stretched out his hand to straighten his scattered hair.
"Thank you for your hard work, teacher."
Qian Xunji holds her hand.
"You have worked hard too."
The two looked at each other.
Suddenly, a shout came from downstairs, "Sesame cakes and green onion cakes for sale!"
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up and he ran to the window and looked down.
"Teacher, I want to eat cake."
"I'll buy it."
"Let's go together."
The two went downstairs hand in hand.
At night, Bibi Dong stretched out and suddenly lowered his head and smelled his sleeves.
"Teacher."
"Huh?"
"I'm covered in ashes."
"There's still sweat."
"Just go back and take a shower."
Bibi Dong nodded. "Well, let's go back to the Spirit Hall. After taking a shower, we can have supper together. I'll treat you."
"A treat for you?"
"Yes."
"Teacher has been cleaning with me for so long today, so of course I want to treat you."
Qian Xunji is sitting on a chair thinking...
Now he is staying here with Bibi Dong, a man and a widow. What should he do when he returns to the Spirit Hall?
"I think it's too much trouble to go back. I'll just wash it here."
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment. "Here?"
"Yes," there is water and a shower room. After washing, we can go directly to have a late-night snack, so we don't have to run back and forth.
Bibi Dong thought for a while.
Indeed.
It takes a quarter of an hour to walk back to the Spirit Hall from here. When I walk out after taking a shower, time has passed again.
And she is very tired now and doesn't want to bother anymore.
"Then... I'll fill it with water."
"Okay."
The shower room is not big, about five to six square meters.
There is a large water tank half a person's height in the corner. Next to the water tank is a wooden bathtub, which is big enough for one person to lie in.
There are a few unused soap bars on the windowsill, and there is a simple storage shelf in the corner.
When pouring water into the water tank, footsteps came from behind.
"I still need to boil water. Teacher, please wait for me."
"No need."
When Bibi Dong just turned around, she saw that he had walked into the shower room and was standing beside her.
The small space becomes even more cramped with one more person.
"I'll do it."
Bibi Dong Before he could react, he saw him putting his hand into the water tank.
"Tsk--"
A wisp of flame overflowed from his palm. The flame was submerged in the water, but it did not go out. Instead, it continued to heat the water.
The water temperature rises at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Bibi Dong was stunned.
"Soul Master with the element of fire is convenient."
"Yes, this way you don't have to boil water."
"Well, it's just a bit crowded."
After saying that, Bibi Dong realized belatedly that the shower room was too small.
The water tank takes up one-third of the space, and the bathtub takes up the other third.
She and Qian Xunji stood side by side, their bodies almost touching.
His arm was still resting on the edge of the water tank. From the side, it looked like he was half-circling her in his arms.
Very... close.
Too close.
She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but behind her was the edge of the tub, and there was no way she could retreat.
"That's almost it."
Qian Xunji retracted his hand and shook the water on his hand, "You can wash it directly."
Then he turned his head and looked at the absent-minded Bibi Dong.
"Dong'er?"
Bibi Dong raised his head.
His face was close at hand, and his breath brushed her cheek.
"Teacher... the water is ready, you... do you want to wash first?"
"I'll wash it first, what about you?"
"I, I'll wash it later, you wash it first, I'm going out."
Seeing that Bibi Dong was leaving, how could Qian Xunji let him go?
He just held Bibi Dong's wrist and pulled her back to her original position.
"How about we wash together?"
"T-Teacher!"
"Huh?"
"You, you--"
"What am I? Can't do it?"
"Yes, yes..."
Bibi Dong expected this in his heart. Even after the previous experience, he was still nervous. In addition to being nervous, he was also looking forward to it.
"Okay, I'll rub your back."
"I, I can..."
"You can't reach it." In order to prevent Bibi Dong from running away due to nervousness or shyness, Qian Xunji even thoughtfully closed the door with his backhand.
"And didn't you just say you wanted to reward me?"
Bibi Dong opened his mouth, unable to say anything to refute.
It seems... when I was eating the cake, I did say what I said.