OBS Chapter 308 Patting Others' Legs
Chapter 308 Patting Others' Legs
The last stop is Nanshan Temple.
Nanshan Temple is magnificent as a whole. The style of the entire temple imitates the prosperous Tang Dynasty style. It is the southernmost temple in the country and also the largest temple in the south.
Because it is the peak season for tourism on Qiongzhou Island, there are a lot of tourists at Nanshan Temple. Song Tang and his group followed the crowd to tour the temple, and they were full of praise.
The temple offered free incense, and Song Tang and the others sincerely worshipped Buddha. They had burned a lot of incense and worshipped Buddha today. After touring the entire Nanshan Cultural Park, they had already lost count of how much incense they had burned.
Not far away is the sea-viewing platform of Nanshan Temple. The view and scenery here are also first-class. You can also see the Nanhai Guanyin statue standing tall above the sea from afar. Taking photos here is a good choice.
Song Tang was still the same, dragging his two wives to have Zhao Rui take pictures of them. The others who followed him also took commemorative photos at Song Tang's cheerful encouragement.
After finally putting some money into the donation box in the temple, this afternoon's journey of worshiping Buddha and praying for blessings was almost over.
They took a sightseeing bus along the way and visited the remaining places such as Shoubinanshan Village and Nepal Temple. Finally, when they passed by Yuanqilou Vegetarian Restaurant, the two ladies asked Song Tang if he wanted to try it, but Song Tang refused.
The dregs of vinegar hotpot at noon was quite filling, and it was still early, so Song Tang wasn't hungry at all. He could only try it again when he had the chance.
After receiving the order to leave, the bodyguard driving the sightseeing bus drove straight to the exit of the scenic area. After returning the sightseeing bus to the scenic area, the group left directly in the car.
When leaving for the last time, Song Tang took a deep look through the car window at this blessed land in the South China Sea that was gradually moving away.
At this time, in the Nanshan Villa, a master who was interpreting divination for someone seemed to sense something. He raised his sleepy eyes and stared at the direction where Song Tang left for a long time.
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"Tangtang, are you tired?" Mrs. Qin asked from the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom after taking a sip of the car's water. Next to her, Mrs. Ning was gently massaging her calves.
She'd walked a lot this afternoon, especially the tough battle at the God of Wealth Temple, which was the most physically demanding. Madam Ning looked at the faint footprints still visible on her shoes, feeling a bit amused.
It has been many years since they felt like they were fighting alongside young people.
"I'm fine, not tired. Aunt Qin and Aunt Ning, if you are tired, let's find a place to rest, or we can go back now." Song Tang sat in the passenger seat and looked back at the two ladies with concern.
At the same time, he was gently stroking his own consecrated seal and some Buddhist cards obtained from Nanshan Temple.
Others may not know her, but she knows it in her heart. Today, in so many places where people burn incense and pray for blessings, she is silently praying for her mother in heaven.
Even in the Temple of the God of Wealth, she prayed that her mother in heaven would not lack money to spend. Although she was not sure whether the God of Wealth here could take care of her mother in heaven, it was good to give it a try.
"We are fine. When your aunt Ning and I were young, we would run around all day with small bags on our backs. Although we are older now, we are not that bad. Don't worry." Mrs. Qin felt the concern in Song Tang's eyes, and said with a warm smile in her heart, while gently touching Song Tang's little head.
The little girl is warm and caring, unlike the young boy at home who doesn't understand these things. If she hears that her mother is tired, she will be eager to send her back to the hotel so that she can go out and have fun.
Mrs. Ning also smiled and said, "How about this? Let's go to the Coconut Dream Promenade for a walk and rest, and watch the sunset by the sea. Doesn't Tangtang like taking pictures? Let's have your assistant take good pictures there. The sunset there is particularly beautiful."
"What a good idea! I hadn't thought of it just now. It's about the same time. What do you think, Tangtang?" Mrs. Qin slapped her thigh and asked Song Tang with interest.
Song Tang agreed of course. She had to experience such a wonderful place, but the scene before her made her feel a little amused.
"Uh..., I'm fine. I might as well go over there and take a look. Aunt Ning, are you okay?" Song Tang replied simply, almost covering his eyes and refusing to look.
"Don't worry, Tangtang, Auntie is fine." Madam Ning gritted her teeth and reluctantly replied to Song Tang, then turned her head and looked at Madam Qin viciously.
"Nalan Cannon! Do you want to die? Don't you have any legs?" Madam Ning kept rubbing her thighs which were painful and numb, and cursed at Madam Qin beside her.
Damn woman, go ahead and slap your thighs, why don’t you slap your own legs and slap mine? Hiss…, it really hurts.
Madam Qin looked at Madam Ning, who was about to lose her temper, with an embarrassed look on her face. She chuckled awkwardly, "Hey, you might not believe me when I tell you this, but I got so excited that I took the wrong shot..."
"Damn it, Nalan Qing, do you think I'm a fool? You slapped my leg and insulted my intelligence! I'm going to fight you." Madam Ning reached out and pinched a little flesh on Madam Qin's thigh. With a little force...
"Ouch!" Mrs. Qin almost jumped up in pain, but luckily they were in the car. "Wrong, wrong, dear Princess, let go, let go..."
Seeing that Madam Qin had yielded, Madam Ning angrily let go of her hand and continued to gently rub her thigh where it had been slapped. It was obvious that it was a red slap mark.
"Gege Yu, you have such a strong desire for revenge. You are still like this at such an old age. Not good~ Not good~ You age quickly because of your bad temper." Madam Qin rubbed her thigh with a wince in pain, while chattering to Madam Ning beside her.
Song Tang was sitting in the front row, looking back at this scene, dumbfounded. She knew from her time in the Poseidon Undersea Suite that these two aunts were childhood friends, and their relationship was just this rough.
But she really didn't expect that these two people would become so twisted in the car, not caring about other people's opinions at all...
Seeing Song Tang turning around in the front passenger seat with a look of melancholy and worry on his face, Mrs. Qin rubbed the red spot on her leg from being pinched and comforted Song Tang with a smile: "It's okay, Tangtang, don't worry. This is how we get along."
Madam Ning on the side also looked at Song Tang and nodded. Although she still wanted to pinch Madam Qin, she knew that if she did so, she would not be able to resist Nalan Qing.
"Auntie, you have been like this since you were young. Aren't you afraid of being seen by others when you are outside sometimes?" Seeing that the two ladies had really stopped fighting, Song Tang asked curiously.
"What's there to be afraid of? To put it bluntly, who knows who when you go out? If you turn a corner at the intersection, you might never see each other again in this life. Why should you care about what others think?" Mrs. Qin said nonchalantly.
Mrs. Ning nodded, but then shook her head. "It was okay for us back then, but it's not possible for Tangtang and the others now. The internet and social media are so advanced that if you fall down on the street, someone could post it online and go viral."