After parting ways with the old Taoist priest, it took another hour and a half before he finally reached the top.
Since he had been discussing with the old Taoist priest for nearly two hours on the way, he was already among the last wave of tourists.
Not long after we came up, the safety officer at the end of the team also appeared, holding a middle-aged woman in his hand, who was obviously the last one.
"Xiaochen, you're finally here, but you can keep your dad and I waiting for a while."
While Chen Guilan was talking, she quickly came to Gu Chen and took his arm.
"I was delayed on the way. Fortunately, I didn't fall behind." Gu Chen smiled and didn't explain much.
"Well, it's good to be safe."
"Let's go and have dinner first." Gu Changjiang said, standing behind his mother.
It was already after four o'clock in the afternoon and almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and smoke was already rising from the small restaurant on the top of the mountain.
The three of them happily walked into an expensive small restaurant and ordered a pork knuckle, a plate of shrimps, braised beef with carrots, etc. The dishes were very good, and Gu Chen also ate a lot.
After finishing the meal, Chen Guilan was frightened, not because it was expensive, but because she didn't know when her son could eat it so well?
Operation CD starts with Gu Chen.
All the meals cost nearly 300 yuan. Fortunately, I could directly report the name of the tour group, otherwise my mother would feel distressed again.
After dinner, Chen Guilan led the two of them around for half an hour.
After finishing eating, the tour group began to gather everyone.
"Everyone, it's still early, I'll take you to Daojun Temple to see it.
There is a Buddhist temple over there. Those who want to worship the Taoist Lord follow me, and those who want to go to the Buddhist temple follow him. "
The team leader said loudly and pointed to the safety officer on the left.
"Mom, Dad, where are you going?"
"Go to the Buddhist temple. I'll get you a signature and come back. I hope you will let me hold my eldest grandson as soon as possible." Chen Guilan said repeatedly, and at the same time she held Gu Chen tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that he would run away. It was obvious that She was very concerned about Gu Chen's life events.
Gu Changjiang said nothing and acted according to his mother's wishes.
"Mom, I'm still young. We'll talk about it later. We'll talk about it later. No rush, no rush."
"Young? Of course you are young and you are not in a hurry, but don't think about it. Your mother can still move now. When she gets old, who will help you take care of your children?"
Chen Guilan asked loudly, looking up at his smiling face, and tapped his forehead twice with her index finger.
Gu Chen was always smiling on the side and did not dare to answer, but Chen Guilan became more energetic and kept pouring the ecstasy soup, and her tone suddenly became gentle:
"Look next door, Aunt Wang's son got married in his early twenties, and now his wife is pregnant for several months; look next door..."
Gu Chen looked at his father asking for help, but he responded with a look asking for blessings.
Then he kept walking in front of the two of them without looking back or saying a word.
In the past few years since Gu Chen graduated from college, he has always been urged by his mother on the phone, in front of relatives, and in front of outsiders.
He said that he must bring his girlfriend home during the Chinese New Year, otherwise he will not be allowed to enter the house.
Gu Chen was also helpless. He didn't know what to think, but one time he asked his colleague to pretend to be his girlfriend.
However, after returning home, everything was fine at first, and the relationship between "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law" was harmonious.
Unexpectedly, my mother discovered it in the middle because the two of them were not close. When I asked about it later, I found out that it was a fake, which made my mother very angry.
Of course, she did not scold Gu Chen in front of his colleagues, but was polite first and then attacked.
After the female colleague finished her meal and left, she took out the golden bamboo that had been treasured for many years under the coffee table, leaving an indelible mark on his buttocks.
Since then, Gu Chen has used busy work as an excuse every Chinese New Year and has not been home for three years. He only often chats with his mother on video.
It wasn't until I suddenly fell ill that I plucked up the courage and decided to go home and spend time with my parents.
Ten minutes later, the Buddhist temple arrived.
Because it is built near a mountain, it is not very large in scale. There are only three Buddha statues in the hall: Sakyamuni Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva.
Everyone came to the door of the Buddhist temple, where a young monk was standing next to the small stone pagoda with his hands clasped together.
"Little Master, can I ask for a signature in the temple?" Chen Guilan quickly took a few steps forward and asked.
Gu Chen knew he couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to be pulled forward together.
"For this benefactor, you can ask for a fortune in the temple, or you can turn left after entering."
The young monk replied, his hands still clasped together, his head and body slightly bent forward, and then he straightened up.
"Thank you!" Chen Guilan thanked her and hurriedly took Gu Chen into the temple gate.
"Mom, slow down, be careful of falling." Seeing his mother being so eager, he had no choice but to shake his head and smile, and followed quickly.
"Master, let's ask for signatures."
As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a desk on the left. Behind the desk, an old monk was sitting there with his eyes closed and twirling Buddhist beads in his hand.
"Three donors, please pray to Buddha first, and then ask for your fortune. Please go inside to pray to Buddha." After saying that, he closed his eyes again and continued to turn the beads in his hand.
After Chen Guilan heard this, she pulled Gu Chen and ran.
Gu Chen turned around and shouted while running: "Thank you, eminent monk."
When the old monk heard this, he opened his eyes slightly, smiled on his lips, twisted beads with his left hand, and raised his right hand to make a sign of folding hands: "Amitabha."
Then the old monk frowned slightly again, shook his head slightly twice, closed his eyes again, and was reciting some scriptures.
In front of the stone statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Gu Chen was forced to kneel down on the worship mat by Chen Guilan, and Gu Changjiang was also pulled down.
According to my mother, if one person worships, the Bodhisattva may not hear it, but if three people worship together, the Bodhisattva will always take a look.
Chen Guilan is in the middle, and he and his father live separately.
"Hurry, hurry up and pray, I wish my son to give me a fat grandson soon."
After saying that, he pulled the two of them to kowtow and kneel down.
At this moment, a young monk came over holding a lottery tube.
"The three donors can ask for signatures."
"Yes!" Chen Guilan immediately responded loudly.
Then he realized how loud it was in a quiet place like a Buddhist temple, so he sheepishly put his hands together and said, "I'm so sorry, I was so excited just now."
"Female donor, it doesn't matter."
"By the way, do you need incense money to ask for a fortune?" Chen Guilan asked again, because she remembered that the temples on TV were all about incense money.
"As happy as you like!" the young monk replied.
"Rejoicing? What do you mean?" Chen Guilan was confused.
"Mom, to be happy is to follow your own wishes. No penny is too little, no ten thousand yuan is too much, and it's okay not to give it." Gu Chen knelt down and explained.
"Oh, is that so?"
After saying that, she opened her satchel and dug out a hundred-dollar bill and some scattered banknotes, which were leftover from her playing cards.
"Little master, can you scan the code with your mobile phone?" Chen Guilan asked.
When the young monk heard this, he quickly took out a tag from his collar, which was obviously a QR code.
"Mom, let me give it." Gu Chen took out his cell phone.
"Okay, you can give it to me, then it's a more auspicious number, three eights." Chen Guilan said after thinking for a moment.
"Three eights, three eights?" Gu Chen was stunned, then he followed his mother's pleasure and decisively scanned 888.
"Three donors, who is asking for the lottery, or all three of them?" the young monk said with a smile, and handed out the lottery tube at the same time.
Chen Guilan took it and immediately put it into Gu Chen's hands without hesitation: "You shake it, be sincere."
He didn't refuse, nodded in agreement, closed his eyes, and shook the lottery tube.
"Crack!"
A bamboo stick fell on the worship mat, and then bounced to the ground again.
The young monk walked up to him and bent down to pick it up: "Congratulations to the donor, sign your signature!"
