A small boat floats on the lake.
On the wooden boat, Chu Yang rowed, while in the cabin, Li Qingshu and Su Yan sat facing each other, quietly sipping tea.
The boatman sat at the stern, leisurely smoking. This trip was his easiest and most enjoyable business, requiring no effort at all.
"Chu Yang, here you go." Li Qingshu brought over a cup of tea.
Chu Yang took it and drank it. The tea tasted somewhat bitter, but it left a sweet aftertaste.
"Chu Yang, if you have time, would you take me to Jiangnan for a trip? I've wanted to see the beautiful scenery of Suzhou and Hangzhou for a long time," Li Qingshu said softly.
"Okay, when winter comes, I'll take you to Hangzhou to see the Su Causeway in spring, the Broken Bridge in snow, and the beautiful scenery of snow falling in Jiangnan," Chu Yang said softly.
"Next spring, I will take you to see the misty rain of Jiangnan, to see the peach blossoms in full bloom, and to see all the beautiful landscapes."
Hearing this, Li Qingshu's beautiful eyes were filled with longing, and she could already picture the two of them walking hand in hand, under an umbrella, through the alleys of Jiangnan, strolling on the ancient bridge.
"That would definitely be very romantic." Her smile blossomed, and she was as beautiful as a flower.
Before long, the boat slowly docked.
After the boatman secured the boat with the rope, Chu Yang pulled Li Qingshu and Su Yan ashore.
Because they were traveling by water, they were much faster than those on land, and they were already at the front of the student council's group.
Without waiting for them, the three of them climbed the steps and soon saw a temple.
"Shilin Temple is still under construction, but you can already offer incense and prayers there," Chu Yang said.
Shilin Temple has been known as one of the four famous temples in eastern Guangdong since ancient times. It has a history of more than 500 years, but it was lost in the 1950s. It was restarted for restoration a few years ago, but it is still not completed.
“There’s also a wishing tree here,” Li Qingshu said, pointing to a banyan tree by the door.
Many red ribbons were hung on it.
There was a table under the tree, with a red cloth strip and writing materials on it. An old monk was dozing off, propping his elbow up.
"Shall we make a wish too?" Chu Yang suggested.
Li Qingshu nodded and went to the table.
"Master, Master," she called softly twice.
The old monk did not react.
Chu Yang said in a gruff voice, "Master, give me a cigarette!"
The master slowly awoke and saw a cigarette being offered to him.
"Amitabha Buddha, excellent, excellent. May this female benefactor seek a marriage partner?"
He took the cigarette from Hua Zi and tucked it behind his ear.
Li Qingshu's expression was strange: "Master, I want to make a wish."
"Oh, wish for two coins." The master said, then looked at Chu Yang: "Does this benefactor wish for a marriage?"
Chu Yang put his arm around Li Qingshu's shoulder: "Master, do we look like people who need to find a partner?"
The master chuckled and said, "Before the couple has even been married, how can there be any predestined relationship? It can only be called fate. As for marriage, well..."
The master smiled meaningfully, stroked his beard, and tilted his head to look at Su Yan: "This female benefactor, do you wish to seek a marriage partner?"
Su Yan: "...No need, thank you."
The master nodded, took the strip of cloth, and handed over the calligraphy brush.
"Write your wish on it and hang it on the tree."
Li Qingshu took the brush and pondered what to write.
Seeing Chu Yang staring at her curiously, she blushed and said, "Don't look, just write your own!"
"Oh, okay, then I won't look." Chu Yang said, taking a red ribbon and handing it to Su Yan.
"Teacher Su Yan, please write one too. I'll grant your request."
Su Yan was amused by him: "Who invites people to a feast to make a wish? Will that even work?"
“I’ll make sure it works.” Chu Yang took out twenty yuan and handed it to the master: “It will work if I pay more, right, master?”
The master lit a cigarette and took a leisurely puff: "Sincerity brings results; talking about money is vulgar."
After saying that, he put the twenty yuan away.
Chu Yang chuckled, finding this master quite interesting.
Li Qingshu had finished writing by then. Chu Yang glanced at it and saw that it read:
I wish to be a quilt for mandarin ducks, to forever cover lovers.
The names of the two people were written at the end.
Su Yan had finished writing, but Chu Yang didn't see what she had written.
"I'll write one too." He took a strip of cloth, wielded a pen, and quickly wrote several names on it.
"What did you write?" Li Qingshu asked curiously.
Chu Yang didn't show her; he scurried up a tree like a monkey.
"The higher it is hung, the more effective it will be. Come on, let me hang it for you!"
"I can do it myself," Su Yan said, covering her face with the red cloth strip.
"I'll do it myself. You should come down quickly so you don't fall," Li Qingshu said.
The master chuckled and said, "Just tie a pebble to it and throw it up; why go through all this trouble?"
Chu Yang twitched the corner of his mouth: "Master, you should have said so sooner."
The master glanced at him and said, "Your skills are quite good, and your appearance is also extraordinary. This humble monk has some knowledge of Bodhidharma's physiognomy techniques. Would you be interested in letting this humble monk take a look?"
Chu Yang jumped down from the tree and asked with interest, "How much?"
The master stroked his beard and smiled: "I don't want eighty-eight, nor sixty-eight, just eighteen."
"Take a look." Chu Yang took out another twenty yuan and handed it to him.
The master nodded: "Please sit down, benefactor."
"How should I address you, Master?" Chu Yang asked as he sat down in the chair.
The old monk put his hands together in prayer: "My Buddhist name is Kuiji."
Chu Yang: ...What are you peeping at?
One can only say that this master's Dharma name has the style of Master Mengyi.
Li Qingshu and Su Yan threw their wishes onto the tree and curiously came over.
Master Kuiji stared at Chu Yang for a long time before exclaiming, "A dragon among men, a crane among clouds, you are no ordinary person!"
Li Qingshu smiled and thought of her father's requirements for a son-in-law. Wasn't this exactly what he wanted?
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