Chapter 308 Patting Someone's Legs

The last stop is Nanshan Temple.

The overall grandeur of Nanshan Temple is extremely great. 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 in Qiongzhou Island, there are a lot of tourists in Nanshan Temple. Song Tang and his group followed the crowd to visit the temple and were full of praise.

There were free incense sticks in the temple, and Song Tang and the others sincerely worshipped Buddha here. They really burned a lot of incense and worshipped Buddha today. After playing around the entire Nanshan Cultural Park, they have burned so many incense sticks that they can't remember how many incense sticks they have burned.

Not far away is the sea-viewing platform of Nanshan Temple, where the view and scenery are first-class, and you can also see the Nanhai Guanyin statue standing on the sea from afar. Taking photos here is a good choice.

Song Tang was still the same as always, and he asked Zhao Rui to take pictures of the two ladies. The others who followed him also took commemorative photos under 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 Shoubinan 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 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 car drove straight to the exit of the scenic area. After returning the sightseeing car 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 people 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, who was sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, asked after taking a sip of water in the car. Mrs. Ning next to her was gently kneading her calves.

I walked a lot this afternoon, especially the tough battle at the God of Wealth Temple, which was the most physically demanding. Madam Ning was a little amused when she looked at the faint footprints on her shoes.

It has been many years since they felt like fighting in battles with 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 and said 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 silently prays 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 ran 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 heard that her mother was tired, she would want to send her back to the hotel so that she could go out and have fun.

Madam Ning also smiled and said, "How about this, let's go to the Coconut Dream Corridor to take a walk and rest, and watch the sunset at the beach. Tangtang likes taking pictures, right? Let your assistant take good pictures there. The sunset there is especially beautiful."

"What a good idea! I hadn't thought of it just now, and the time is about right. What do you think, Tangtang?" Mrs. Qin slapped her thigh and asked Song Tang with interest.

Song Tang agreed of course. Of course she had to experience such a wonderful place, but the scene in front of her made her laugh and cry.

"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 you, woman, just slap your thighs if you want to. Why don't you slap your own legs? Why are you slapping my legs? Hiss..., it really hurts.

Madam Qin looked at Madam Ning, who was about to go berserk, with an embarrassed look on her face, and laughed awkwardly, "Hey, you may not believe me when I tell you this, but I got so excited that I took the wrong shot..."

"Damn you, 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 stretched out her hand and pinched a little flesh on Madam Qin's thigh, exerting a little force...

"Ouch!" Mrs. Qin almost jumped up in pain, luckily she was in the car. "Wrong, wrong, dear princess, let go, let go..."

Madam Ning saw that Madam Qin had given in, so she let go of her hand angrily, and then continued to gently rub her thigh that was slapped. No need to think, it must be 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 get old quickly because of your bad temper." Madam Qin rubbed her thigh with a twitch in pain, while chirping at Madam Ning.

Song Tang was sitting in the front row and looked back at this scene, she was dumbfounded. When she was in the Poseidon Undersea Suite, she knew that these two aunts were childhood best friends, and their relationship was just so rough.

But she really didn't expect that the two of them would get so twisted in the car, not caring about other people's opinions at all...

Seeing Song Tang, who turned around in the front passenger seat with a look of melancholy and worry on his face, Mrs. Qin rubbed the red part of her leg that was 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 again, she would not be able to defeat 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 each other when you go out? If you turn a corner at the crossroads, 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 OK for us back then, but it's not OK for Tangtang and the others now. The Internet and self-media are too developed. If you fall down on the street, someone might post it online and make you famous."