Chapter 613

Qixia Temple, located on the Qixia mountain in Qixia District of Nanjing, was built in the Southern Qi Dynasty. It is one of the four famous temples in China. It is regarded as the birthplace of "Sanlun sect" of Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River.

At 9:00 in the morning, Zhao Jianfeng and Xia Han parked their car in the parking lot below and walked to the temple. First, she took Zhao Jianfeng around, and of course, there was no need to respect some incense. She even asked Zhao Jianfeng to take out some cigarettes and light some.

"Are you sure the old lady can come?" Zhao Jianfeng was afraid that he and Xia Han were waiting for a fight over the mountain.

This is Xia Han's idea. She has inquired about it for a long time. Wang Mingze's mother must come to Qixia Temple on the 15th of every month, and she is accompanied by either her daughter or her daughter-in-law, sometimes by her aunt and sister-in-law.

If you go straight to Wang's house, it will be too utilitarian, especially if the purpose is too strong, which will cause the old lady's disgust, and this kind of "encounter" will have a different effect. So Xia Han suggested that Zhao Jianfeng wait on the mountain with her.

Since the old lady got a cerebral thrombosis last year, she believes in cause and effect more. Therefore, she regularly worships Buddhism. Her piety is not pure.

"Have I ever done anything unreliable?" Xia Han didn't feel that the waiting time was boring at all. On the contrary, on such a sunny and windy day, it was not pleasant to play with the people he liked on the mountain. Even waiting for a day here, at least I have a reason for Yang Xiaotong to understand.

And Zhao Jianfeng has a very different mentality. Since his relationship with Yang Xiaotong became clear, when he was with other women, especially women like Xia Han, he would have a subconscious psychological burden, for fear that others would gossip.

"Besides, we can't wait today. We'll come again next time." Xia Han says without thinking, it's not that she doesn't have a strong sense of time, but that she thinks that she can have the best of both worlds. At least she can get the chance to be alone with Zhao Jianfeng. At the same time, running the school is not an urgent matter for two days.

While he was talking, Zhao Jianfeng looked at a sun umbrella at the foot of the mountain and asked, "is it coming? You see

Xia Han looks down the mountain with Zhao Jianfeng's eyes. It turns out that Qin Chunyan, Wang Zeming's wife, and a young man are helping the old lady step by step up the mountain. It's very difficult for him to walk up the mountain with an umbrella in his hand.

"I'll tell you?" Xia Han complacent smile way, "I go down to have a look. You wait here. "

Finish saying, summer Han unexpectedly quickly steps toward the old lady to walk.

"Aunt, are you here in person again?" Rushed to the front, not waiting for Qin Chunyan they looked up to see their own time, Xia Han has already said hello.

First, Qin Chunyan raised her head to see Xia Han and said with a smile, "sister Xia Han? Come so early? "

"I came up and looked around while it was cool." Xia Han said with a smile.

The old lady raised her head very slowly. When she saw Xia Han, she also laughed, but she said something for a long time: "Xia... Han?"

Xia Han has been there several times, of course, in order to leave a good impression for her brother in front of the old lady.

"Here, I'll hold my aunt." Xia Han directly took the old lady's arm from the young man's hand and helped her walk slowly up the mountain.

Just now, I've been tired out with Zhao Jianfeng all the way. She really admires the old lady's devotion to Buddhism. It's mainly because the old lady is not able to move and it's getting harder. But her daughter-in-law and the young man were waiting on her.

Occasionally, when they meet young people rushing up the mountain, the three change their formation, let them pass, and then form a pattern of three people in parallel again.

Zhao Jianfeng saw that the road was only tens of meters away, but he walked for nearly half an hour with the old lady. If it wasn't for waiting to see the old lady, Zhao Jianfeng would have no confidence. Therefore, Zhao Jianfeng really admired Xia Han's patience at this time. At ordinary times, he did not see what Xia Han could do to be so interested.

Although there are steps when going up the mountain, for the old lady who once suffered from cerebral thrombosis, walking alone is enough for her. She can't breathe. How can she care to talk?

The old lady also has self-knowledge, but occasionally she smiles at Xia Han and doesn't talk to her.

After arriving at Zhao Jianfeng on the flat ground in front of the hall, Xia Han stopped and said to Zhao Jianfeng, "Jianfeng, this is Aunt Wang that I often tell you about. This is sister Wang. It's OK to call her sister Qin."

"How are you, aunt. How are you, sister Qin Zhao Jianfeng stood there and said a kind greeting, then he withdrew to one side.

Qin Chunyan looks at Zhao Jianfeng. She doesn't know Zhao Jianfeng.

"You'll know who he is when I say it, Yang Mingyuan's son-in-law and Yang Xiaotong's fiance." Summer Han very simply introduction way.

"Oh, I see. It's a real talent!" Qin Chunyan immediately surprised. But how much moisture was in her expression, Zhao Jianfeng could naturally see.

"Sister Qin laughed at me. What kind of talent am I? Can I still be with her?" Zhao Jianfeng smiles at Xia Han.

"Screw you, just be yourself. Don't bury me." But Xia Han said with a smile.

As soon as these two people make a joke like this, Qin Chunyan knows that the relationship between Xia Han and Zhao Jianfeng is not ordinary, but it's not as good as that between men and women. After all, the two of them are not afraid of anyone here. Just Qin Chunyan secretly thinks, how does Xia Han mix with Yang Xiaotong's fiance, and go up the mountain to worship Buddha together?

Zhao Jianfeng didn't get to the point right away. If things were done in a hurry, his purpose would be exposed. So the party went to the main hall. After worshiping the Buddha, Qin Chunyan presented some incense money as usual. The monks inside had known Qin Chunyan well and knew their identity, so they took special care of them and spread a futon for the old lady to sit for a while.

After coming out of the hall, Zhao Jianfeng asked Qin Chunyan as if nothing had happened: "has my aunt had a stroke?"

"What happened last year is much better now. It's asthma. I don't know how much traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine can cure it all the time. " Qin Chunyan sighed. In her eyes, after her mother-in-law had a stroke, she could recover to what she is now. It was burning incense, and what she worried about was the old man's congenital asthma. Although it's not very serious, once you start to walk, you will be guilty.

"Oh --" Zhao Jianfeng looked at the old lady through Qin Chunyan, and he had a number in his heart.

"Jianfeng, don't you know Qigong? If you give your aunt some conditioning, maybe it will be OK. " See Zhao Jianfeng already rushed to the theme, summer Han then hurriedly cut in a way. She didn't mention the word "illness" and was afraid of the old lady's taboo, but she just used the word "conditioning". This makes the old lady think that Xia Han is good at speaking.

"What's wrong with that? If it's convenient, let the masters find a Zen room for me to see. " Zhao Jianfeng said without humility.

Qin Chunyan wondered, how could she be so modest? As I said just now, so many traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine can't cure the old lady's disease. You're not afraid of flashing your tongue when a young man talks big? Although she thought so in her heart, it was for the sake of the old lady and Xia Han's identity. Qin Chunyan could only smile and say, "if you can let Jianfeng brothers take care of it, it will be more comfortable. I'll arrange the Zen room. "