Chapter 19 What are you laughing at?
Walking along the cobblestone road to the alley entrance, Meng Tang asked Wei Chuan: "Where do you want to go?"
Wei Chuan scratched his head: "I've never been here either, you can do whatever you want."
Meng Tang thought for a moment and said, "There's an Intangible Cultural Heritage Museum nearby. Going north from the museum, there's a Shuiyue Temple. It's quite secluded and has a beautiful waterfall, but I only have time to visit one."
The opening hours of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Museum are from 10 am to 5 pm. It is almost 3 pm now. If we go to the Intangible Cultural Heritage Museum, we cannot go to the temple.
"Let's go to the temple and pray for my competition." Wei Chuan didn't hesitate and made the decision directly.
"Okay." Meng Tang lowered his eyes and hailed a taxi, "When are you leaving?"
Wei Chuan: "I'm going back to school for training on the 4th. When I came here, I booked a car for noon on the 3rd."
The taxi came quickly and Wei Chuan stepped forward to open the door for Meng Tang.
After she thanked him and got in the car, he walked around the back and sat down next to her.
"Is there somewhere you want to go tomorrow?" Meng Tang asked him with a sidelong glance, "I'll make a plan for you when I get home tonight?"
Wei Chuan was amused: "You, a local, still want to make a strategy?"
Meng Tang: "...The city is so big, there are many places I haven't been to."
Wei Chuan rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "Can I still go to your house tomorrow?"
"Why?"
Meng Tang felt that it was inappropriate after responding, and then said: "I don't mean to stop you from going."
"I know." Wei Chuan said, "When I passed by the front yard, I was also interested in the small exhibition hall. It's a pity that I didn't get to see it today."
"Many of them are just for practice. They can't be seen, but grandpa insists on displaying them." Meng Tang didn't know why everyone was interested in the things she had carved since she was a child.
Wei Chuan: "Can't I just take a look? Are we still friends?"
"...Okay." Meng Tang said helplessly, "I'll eat all the fruit you bought tomorrow. My grandpa doesn't eat these."
"good."
The two chatted all the way and arrived at Shuiyue Temple at 3:30.
Many people have already started to go down the mountain.
After all, it is National Day, so there are quite a few people in the temple.
Meng Tang looked up and said, "The temple is built on a mountain. The view from the top is the best. Do you want to climb?"
Wei Chuan gave her another four-word motto: "Since you're here, you're here."
Meng Tang sighed: "Okay."
"No way, you're tired before you even start?" Wei Chuan laughed at her, "How do you get the energy to carve like this?"
Before officially climbing the mountain, there is a very long slope.
Meng Tang struggled to walk up and said, "I still haven't dared to let Grandpa know that I took the make-up physical exam."
"Why?" Wei Chuan simply walked backwards, still doing it with ease.
Meng Tang said: "Because he always asks me to exercise, if he finds out that I'm fooling him, he will slap my palm."
"How old are you?" Wei Chuan's smile widened. "Did he ever hit your palm?"
Meng Tang: "The body is the capital of revolution. No matter what you do, you need a healthy body."
But her courses were already busy and her homework load was heavy. Besides that, she also had to maintain her carving skills. After returning to the dormitory, she would take a shower and fall asleep as soon as she put her pillow on.
She knew she was wrong, but sometimes she was powerless.
"You know it's still like this?"
"I've taken the time to practice, but it's not working out very well."
"The physical test is related to graduation and the selection of "Three Good Students". I suggest you pay more attention to it."
"Know."
After climbing the long slope, you will reach the entrance to the mountain.
There are two ways to the top of the mountain, one is a bluestone staircase carved according to the shape of the mountain, and the other is a wide road built by man.
Most climbers choose the former. It is a bit narrow, but it is interesting.
Meng Tang secretly moved to the right, but Wei Chuan pulled him over and said, "Go this way."
"It's very tiring here." Meng Tang clung to the wooden railing of the narrow path, "Let's take the wide path."
"We've already climbed the mountain, why are you still walking over there?" Wei Chuan said, "Hurry up, there are wooden railings on the narrow path. If you don't move, I'll pull you away."
"No, no, no, I'm crawling."
Meng Tang grabbed the railing and lifted his foot reluctantly.
"A 600-meter mountain isn't that high, it's just right for you to exercise."
Meng Tang chuckled, "Thank you."
The narrow path could accommodate two or three people walking side by side. Wei Chuan caught up and said with a smile: "It's really not high. It will take only half an hour to get up. If you can't walk anymore, I'll pull you up."
It wasn't that Meng Tang couldn't go up, but since she finally had a day off, she would rather stay at home and carve wood.
For her, going out on vacation is like not having a vacation.
Wei Chuan was in good physical condition and he didn't even seem out of breath after climbing halfway up the mountain. In contrast, Meng Tang was out of breath.
She leaned against the railing in a panic and said incoherently, "Halfway up the mountain... there's a waterfall viewing pavilion... rest for a while..."
Wei Chuan stopped, took out a bottle of water from his bag and handed it over.
Meng Tang took it and dragged his feet to the pavilion to sit down.
The view suddenly opened up, and Wei Chuan went to the waterfall viewing platform, leaning on the railing and looking up.
The forehead, nose bridge and chin form an undulating line, which is clean and neat.
"Meng Tang, come and take a look."
His smile was lively and flamboyant. Meng Tang screwed the bottle cap on and walked over.
Along the way, there were always flowers and plants growing over the railings. The corner of Meng Tang's clothes brought up a green leaf, which she kept pinching between her fingertips and playing with it.
She raised her hand over the stone railing and threw the green leaves into the pond. The sound of the waterfall shook her eardrums, and the torrent rushed down, while the green leaves stayed safely in a corner, not moving at all.
Meng Tang leaned on the railing, lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.
Wei Chuan leaned over: "What are you laughing at?"
Meng Tang pointed at the green leaves and said, "It looks like a small boat, with a combination of movement and stillness. My grandfather carved such a scene before. The landscapes I carved are far inferior to his."
"Then wait until you are seventy and then we'll compare."
Meng Tang glanced sideways: "You are quite good at comforting people."
Wei Chuan looked at her directly: "What I said is not wrong, right?"
Meng Tang nodded: "We are not far from the top of the mountain, let's go."
The two climbed up the rest of the way in one go.
There was a big tree on the top of the mountain, hung with red ribbons for blessing. Wei Chuan came forward to take a look, then turned back to ask Meng Tang: "Why are they all about love and affection?"
Meng Tang walked over to the blessing stall and bought a red cloth strip and handed it to him: "There are also blessings for work and wealth."
Wei Chuan took it and said blankly: "What should I write?"
Meng Tang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Write whatever you want."
Wei Chuan took a pen from the stall and thought for a long time but still didn't know what to write.
Afraid that Meng Tang would get anxious, he simply drew a flower on a red cloth and hung it up.
He was delayed for quite a while, and Meng Tang was a little curious, so he asked, "What did you ask for?"
"Nothing." Wei Chuan closed the pen cap. "Going down the mountain? Is there any place to eat nearby?"
Meng Tang: "There's a street at the foot of the mountain, mostly selling snacks."
Wei Chuan: "Go and try it."
They went down the mountain much faster, and there were still many people in the snack street. Meng Tang and Wei Chuan finally found a place to sit and ordered three-fresh noodles and fried vermicelli.
Before the food arrived, a group of boys suddenly surrounded him: "Wei Chuan?"
Wei Chuan subconsciously looked up and didn't recognize anyone.
"Fuck, it's really Brother Chuan."
"We are your fans and we like watching you play."
"Brother Chuan, can we share a table?"
“When will the grassroots tournament start this year?”
Before Wei Chuan could refuse, two of them sat down next to Meng Tang, causing her body to stiffen and she kept shrinking towards the middle.
Seeing this, Wei Chuan stood up and walked over.
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