Chapter 791

Shen Simiao hears such a sentence, but he frowns and asks, "who is in love?"

Rong Jingxing didn't open his mouth. He said to himself, "if I'm like this, I need someone to take it. I'm really joking!"

In the ears of Rong's and his wife, there are some insincere explanations.

Shen Simiao and Rong Jingxing look at each other and stop talking. Then they look out of the window. They are very close to Huangyan temple.

It's not bright yet, and the cool air is the heaviest at the foot of the mountain.

Before getting out of the car, Rong Jingxing took the neck and gloves that had been prepared for her to help her put them on.

Shen Simiao said with a smile, "I don't need to wear these. I'll be hot after a few steps."

If you kneel down all the way up, where do you need these.

But Rong Jingxing insisted: "wear it!"

Shen Simiao couldn't help but put it on.

From the car down, there have been many pilgrims, some have been up, some just arrived.

Shen Simiao stood under the 1900 steps and looked up at the towering temple on the top of the mountain. He remembered the scenes of several months as if he had remembered them yesterday.

She was about to reach out to pick the gloves on her hand, but the man turned around and stopped her and said, "to show my sincerity, I kneel down one after another today, which is to repay my wish. You and the river sit on the cable and wait for me on it. "

Shen Simiao was stunned. He was about to open his mouth when he heard the man say, "if the Buddha has a spirit, then I am safe this time. I am a benefactor. It's up to me to worship, which is the most appropriate and can show sincerity. "

"Jingxing..." This time, I'm not sure if he knows anything.

The man nodded slightly to her, then went to the steps, knelt down and kowtowed to her and said, "believer Rong Jingxing came here today to return the wish made by his wife. I wish my wife and children peace and happiness for the rest of my life. "

Layer by layer, he really knelt down.

Shen Simiao stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the figure of the man, his eyes suddenly covered with a layer of white fog.

He took two cable tickets and asked, "madam, shall we go up?"

Shen Simiao didn't look at the two tickets. He waved his hand and said, "return one."

Then Xiaohe saw her untie Weibo, take off her gloves, and pick up the steps.

After many years of marriage, she was willing to share happiness and suffering with him.

Xiaohe looked at the two tickets in his hand and had no choice but to smile. Then he started to keep up.

This time he went to Huangyan temple, his mind was much calmer than last time.

It may be that he was shocked when he saw Shen Simiao kneeling down one by one last time. Today, he is not surprised when he looks at the man who has always been in danger and does not change his color, kowtowing to the ethereal Buddha.

Xiaohe later thought that maybe what really surprised him last time was not that he worshiped Buddha, but that he finally witnessed how humble a person can be for the sake of a person he loves deeply.

Even if you know your hope is slim, you should try your best.

Rong Jingxing knew that she was following, so he slowed down.

He also took a rest on the hundredth step, as she did, every other hundredth step.

On the last hundred steps, the man was not in a hurry all the way. He was still at ease now, but his meditation was not so good.

Even after a break on the 100th floor, she was still panting for breath.

The man took out the tissue in his pocket to help her wipe the sweat on her forehead: "I don't listen to you sitting on the cable."

"I'm fine." Shen Si grabbed his face and asked, "are you ok?"

"Do you think I have something to do?" Rong Jingxing looked at her and said, "don't worry. There are ninety-nine floors left. Why don't I carry you?"

In the past, he devoted himself to worshiping Buddha, but now he only wanted to carry her on his back.

When she said that, the man bent down and squatted in front of her.

How could Shen Simiao ask him to recite: "I can do it myself!"

"Come up, let our daughter sit on dad's back and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Huangyan temple." Rong Jingxing insisted.

"If you don't come up, we'll be deadlocked on the last ninety-nine floors."

This is a threat. Shen Simiao is helpless.

Then she got up and fell on the man's back and said, "if you are tired, let me down."

"Good." Although the man should go down like this, he didn't listen to her step by step in the last ninety-nine floors, and steadily carried her forward step by step.

There are incense burning guests around who cast their eyes curiously. Shen Simiao's eyes are calm on his back and accept those eyes.

Until the last floor is settled, Rongjing will let people down. His breath is still stable, but sweat is inevitable on his forehead.

Shen Simiao helped him clean up, and then they walked inside hand in hand.

Take the incense, worship and insert the censer.

What should be said has already been said along the way from bottom to top.

From inside out, the river again handed the cable ticket: "madam, this time it's time to take the cable down."Shen Simiao took the ticket in his hand and said with a smile, "take the cable."

The man bowed all the way, and now he was afraid that his legs would soften.

Three people go to the cable, standing there in line, just a little monk came.

Shen Simiao always felt that the man's eyes were strange. When she still looked at him, the man asked, "benefactor, you look familiar. Did you come here a few months ago?"

Shen Simiao nodded, then thought of what way: "you are the master who gave me the cable ticket?"

Unexpectedly, such a big Huangyan temple, she even met acquaintances this time?

The little master coughed lightly, looked at the man beside her, and then said, "predestined person, predestined person!"

Leaving behind the meaningful words, he turned and left.

Shen Simiao looks at the figure of her leaving and explains the last time the ticket was given. Rong Jingxing just smiles.

Xiaohe glanced at him secretly and then said with a smile, "good luck, madam."

Shen Simiao doesn't understand the truth, but he can't hide the smile on his face.

That beautiful misunderstanding, after all, did not solve.

No one is going to untie it

After coming down from the mountain, Shen Simiao proposed not to rush back, but to find a place to eat first.

Rong Jingxing only had a bowl of porridge in the morning. She should be hungry now.

I found a vegetarian restaurant at the foot of the mountain and ordered several bowls of noodles in clear soup.

It's hard to say that it's delicious, but it's important to be in a good mood.

After dinner, the three of them set out to go back. Shen Simiao asked about the studio. Xiaohe said, "everything is OK."

Wen Yan asked with a smile, "what about assistant Xu? Is she all right? "

Since she met Xu Mei in the ward, she hasn't seen that person for a long time.

This seems like a casual question, but the deep meaning is so heavy.

He murmured for a moment: "she, she is very good."

On Friday, the woman also received a bunch of red roses. She must be in a good mood Just think of here, he can't help but feel bored.

Shen Simiao and Rong Jingxing look at each other. Naturally, there is no need to say more. Rong Jingxing can understand one or two.