Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 133 Bless Yun Shuqian to marry me (please subscribe)

Speaking of the temples in Suzhou and Hangzhou, Lingyin Temple is the most famous, but in recent years, in terms of popularity, it is Shangtianzhu Temple not far from Lingyin Temple, also known as Faxi Temple.

Faxi Temple is the largest temple among the three temples in Tianzhu. There are many cultural relics, such as Sutra Turning Platform, Qiye Hall, Sansheng Stone, etc. Faxi Temple is the latest one built in Tianzhu Three Temples, but it is the most incensed. one.

Because seeking marriage here is very effective, and the architectural environment is very suitable for punching in and taking pictures. Most of the people who go to Lingyin Temple are pilgrims, while the tourists to Faxi Temple are younger, especially girls.

It is around one o'clock in the afternoon, and the afternoon sun is just right, Song Jiamu is holding an umbrella and following Yun Shuqian.

It will be Lixia in a few days. If it was Song Jiamu himself, he wouldn't be able to hold an umbrella, but looking at the white and tender Yun Shuqian, he still doesn't want her to be tanned.

In addition to holding this umbrella, he also carried her small bag and water bottle on his body, and Yun Shuqian followed him lightly in a simple and elegant long dress.

"Why are you so considerate?"

"You helped me wash my clothes, then I'll help you with your backpack and umbrella."

"Well, it's fair!"

Yun Shuqian was very satisfied with his performance.

"Then are we going to Faxi Temple now?"

"Hmm, which way to go..."

"This way."

The two of them had just come out of Lingyin Temple and walked through Lower Tianzhu and Middle Tianzhu along the Buddha's Edge, so that they could reach Faxi Temple in Upper Tianzhu along the way. The distance was not too far, about one or two kilometers.

The scenery along the way is also very good. There is plenty of rain in spring and summer, gurgling streams, dense bamboo forests, and lingering bells. The environment is quiet and full of Zen. This hiking route is also a good place to take pictures.

"Song Jiamu Song Jiamu, take a photo here!"

"How to stand?"

"Just stand next to me, and hold the umbrella straighter."

Song Jiamu is holding an umbrella, with her bag and water bottle on her shoulder. She is on his right hand, holding a long selfie stick in her hand, holding her mobile phone, her head is slightly sideways to him, and she is smiling and comparing her face. With a small pair of scissors, he pressed the shutter and took this photo.

"How do you feel? Is my photography skills okay?"

"Very good, mainly because I am handsome, as long as there is me in the photo, no matter how you take it, it will not be ugly."

"Stop stinking farts, it's obviously me who made the photos look better!"

"Hey, Yun Shuqian, you have a thick skin too."

Song Jiamu looked at the photos he took, and said that it was not against harmony at all if they were taken together as a couple, but it would be particularly against harmony to tell others that this was a group photo of friends.

It belongs to the kind of level that when my wife accidentally finds out, I will be questioned, "Please explain to me who is in the photo."

But it is clear that Yun Shuqian is very satisfied with this photo, and it is not the first photo taken by the two of them. As long as it is a suitable place for taking pictures, she will take Song Jiamu to take a photo together. Well.

Are wedding memoirs all rolled up like this, with photos from all those years ago?
"Send me a copy of the original picture."

"You are not allowed to post this in Moments! You are not allowed to post it to others!"

"I won't post it, I want to keep it well and hide under the covers to watch."

"Why hide under the covers and watch..."

Yun Shuqian felt weird hiding under the covers, as if a pair of big hands were gently rubbing her chest, and she was inexplicably moved.

"Then we didn't look at luminous watches under the covers before."

"Childish~"

When we arrived at the entrance of Faxi Temple, the crowd increased, and at a glance, they were all young people brimming with youth and vigor.

There were a few girls walking together, and there were also young couples who brought their lovers to fulfill their wishes. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian walked together, and almost everyone who saw them would think that they were also a young couple.

"Song Jiamu, let's go and buy a guard!"

"What is a guard?"

"It's the amulet."

At the entrance, there is a store selling omamori. It is said that it has been opened and is very effective. The main reason is that the style is very cute and the price is not expensive, 20 yuan each.

It mainly consists of a knot to fix the pocket, and the small cloth bag has exquisite patterns and patterns of prayer logos, and wormwood or talisman scriptures are added to express wishes.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian have never been in touch with these things before, and this time they came here for a taste of collecting folk songs. It just so happens that their books have magical elements, especially Yun Shuqian's book, which also involves some classical myths. Fan can get a lot of materials that can be used.

"What do you want to buy?" Song Jiamu asked.

There are many styles, such as marriage, career, health, birth year and so on.

"Well, let me think about it." Yun Shuqian pretended to be thinking, but in fact, his eyes had already chosen the marriage defense.

"In that case, let's buy them all!"

"Don't be greedy, choose the best one."

"Then buy the Marriage Guard."

"You want to buy marriage?"

"correct."

"Oh, I don't know what to choose, so I'll choose marriage too." Yun Shuqian said.

There are two types of Marriage Guards, one is with the old moon pattern on the outside, the other is with the peach blossom pattern, one is to keep the marriage fate, and the other is to seek the marriage fate, and the peach blossom pattern is better for singles.

There are many customers in the store, and everyone is looking around and choosing carefully, and the same is true for Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian.

The two of them didn't understand, so they both chose the Yuelao pattern, and the young lady didn't remind them when they paid the bill. After all, these two guys looked like a couple, and Yuelao Yushou just tied the red thread tightly.

"It is recommended to take the shou to worship Guanyin. It can increase the power of the spiritual vow. The guard time of the shou is one year. After one year, remember to burn it or return to the temple to repay the vow."

"Hmm, thank you~"

After buying the guard, Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu bought tickets to enter the temple. The ticket price was [-] yuan, and they would give three incense sticks. There was a small basket at the entrance of the ticket gate, and the monk put some biscuits and millet cakes in it, which could be eaten for free. of.

Yun Shuqian wanted to try it, but seeing that not many people took it, she was too embarrassed to take it.

But the thick-skinned Song Zhutou was different, he took a piece of millet cake openly.

"Only one piece! And me."

"Half for one person, isn't that what you said, don't be greedy."

Song Jiamu gave her half of the millet cake, her half was a bit more, and the two of them ate the millet cake together.

It's a bit like childhood, even though there are quite a lot of biscuits, the two still like to take one and divide it into two halves to eat together.

"what about the taste?"

"It's okay, it's quite light~"

There were a lot of people in the temple, some were burning incense to petition, and some were taking pictures on the high platform and the yellow hall wall. Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu went to petition first with three sticks of incense.

Both of them are young people, and they don't know anything about burning incense and making petitions. Anyway, how others do it, it's right for them to follow suit.

Come to Faxi Temple together to pray for marriage, others pray one-on-one, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian invite each other.

Yun Shuqian looked up the strategy and understood it better. After seeing how others did it, the clever girl quickly learned it too.

She stood still with both feet, pinched the incense with the thumbs and index fingers of both hands, held it above her head, closed her eyes and chanted.

"Goddess of Mercy and Goddess Yuelao bless me to find a partner. I'm not in a hurry. I can do it before the age of 28. The best partner is very close to me, so the red line doesn't have to be very long. I don't like long-distance relationships, because I am very clingy, and if I get married, it will be convenient for me to go home during the Chinese New Year. The partner should be taller, 320502 centimeters taller than me. I like it the most. She should be as good-looking as me, and she will help me blow it up every day. Hair, it’s best to know the root and the bottom, I’m very sincere, if you think it’s hard to find this one, Mrs. Guanyin, then you can bless me and Song Jiamu not to quarrel or fight, and let Song Jiamu listen to me for the rest of my life. He is the best, Goddess Guanyin blesses us both to be safe and happy, and we can find a partner. My name is Yun Shuqian, and I live in Huabanli Community, Gusu District, southern Jiangsu... So is Song Jiamu, and my ID number is 20020521... 320502... His ID number is 20020520... [-]..., thank you Goddess Guanyin, I will come to fulfill my wish next year."

Song Jiamu wanted to eavesdrop, but she didn't let him come closer, and could only vaguely hear scattered words and phrases like "a lifetime", "listen to me", "safety", "flowers in Gusu District", and "520".

Song Jiamu in the front couldn't figure it out, but he could figure it out after listening to him. This guy is declaring his ID number!
Yun Shuqian chanted for a long time, bowed in all four directions, southeast, northwest, and finally bowed deeply three times, silently saying thank you to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and finally inserted the incense into the incense burner.

"Okay, are you done worshiping?" Yun Shuqian turned to look at Song Jiamu.

"I haven't started yet. What are you talking about for so long?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.

"That's for Empress Guanyin, not for you, you don't care about me."

"Did you report your address and ID at the end?"

"That's right, that's what everyone said. It's more effective when you pray for blessings if you report your date of birth, address, and ID card."

"Advancing with the times belongs to yes."

Song Jiamu nodded, stood where she had just stood, and was about to start praying.

Seeing Yun Shuqian standing next to him calmly and wanting to eavesdrop, he turned his head and glanced at her, Yun Shuqian put his hands behind his back, whistled like a little hen laying eggs, and walked leisurely Far away, he still muttered: "Hmph, who wants to hear your wish..."

But she couldn't hold back her curiosity. After all, the two of them came to ask for a marriage. She wondered what kind of marriage Song Zhutou wanted, and she was afraid that if the Goddess Guanyin agreed to his words and sent him a girl from the sky, she would be dumbfounded.

Song Jiamu turned his head away, and Yun Shuqian approached calmly.

He didn't understand her, and when he turned his head suddenly, she ran away in fright, and finally didn't dare to lean over to eavesdrop.

Song Jiamu held the incense stick and closed his eyes.

His blessing was not as long as Yun Shuqian.

"Goddess of Mercy and the Goddess of the Moon bless Yun Shuqian to marry me as my wife. I will treat her well for the rest of her life. I help her dry her hair every day. She will never quarrel or fight. She will be safe and happy for the rest of her life. I will live with her...our ID is..."

After praying for blessings, Song Jiamu bowed devoutly in four directions, southeast, northwest, and bowed deeply three times, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Making wishes and praying for blessings is actually a kind of positive psychological hint, and sincerity leads to spirituality, it is also a good way of emotional sustenance.

Most of the people who come to this temple are to send children, send blessings, and send marriages, which are the things that ordinary people look forward to most.

"You, what wish did you make?" Yun Shuqian couldn't help but ran over and asked when Song Jiamu had inserted the incense.

"Ask for marriage."

"...I forgot to tell you that if the request is too high, the Goddess Guanyin and the Yuelao Shangxian will not agree. They are busy with business, and they will always choose simple wishes to come true."

"Then I shouldn't ask too much."

After the two prayed, they wandered around again.

There is a small shop selling popsicles outside, koi popsicles, the wooden sticks are engraved with lottery, and after eating the popsicles, you can see what lottery you have won.

Yun Shuqian picked a popsicle at random, and Song Jiamu also picked a popsicle.

The temperature rose in the afternoon, and the two of them licked the popsicles while walking. It was cold and sweet, and they felt very comfortable in their hearts. When they walked side by side, their shoulders in the middle bumped from time to time.

The girl was limp, so touching him like this would be a disadvantage. Song Jiamu only needed to bump her lightly, and she would stagger two steps with a groan.

But she refused to admit defeat, and like a young bull, she held back her energy and rushed over to hit him with her forehead.

But his arm was so hard that it hurt her head.

So he covered his red forehead in embarrassment, raised his little hand and patted him angrily, Song Jiamu shrank his shoulders and dodged.

The two were playing around, but they didn't notice that they accidentally broke into someone else's camera. There was a photographer behind him, who was using a tripod to take pictures of the yellow walls and black tiles surrounded by the jungle, and the steps climbing up in the distance. The young couple burst into the camera and avoided it.

The girl is wearing a simple and elegant long dress, her eyes are bright, and she has a sweet smile. She holds a popsicle in her left hand, and beats the boy next to her with her right hand coquettishly;

The young man was full of youth, and the bright afternoon light fell on him, with a smile on his mouth, carrying the girl's bright yellow small bag, and holding the same popsicle as her in his right hand;
There is no posing, no setting, no plan, and they just broke into the photographer's lens unexpectedly.

Almost instinctively for a moment, the photographer couldn't tell why, but felt his eyes light up, and pressed the shutter in his hand.

For photographers, it is common for uninvited guests to break into the camera. Some photos have become useless, but some have become classics. This photo is an unexpected surprise.

"Then shall we go to the Sansheng Stone now?"

"Hmm, I don't know where to go..."

Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu were leisurely licking the popsicle and talking, when the sound of trot's footsteps came from behind.

"Two students, please wait a moment."

The photographer ran over with the camera in his arms, apologetically disturbing the small world of the young couple.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Song Jiamu asked, and Yun Shuqian also turned around, subconsciously sticking to his side, looking at this person curiously.

"Well, I just took a picture here, and then you walked in..."

"Oh, sorry to bother you, we are going out."

"No, no, classmate, you misunderstood. I mean, I just captured this scene. I think the photo is very, very good. I want to ask for your opinions and see if I can receive my portfolio for magazine submission. I You can pay for this photo!"

"...Which one?"

"This one."

The photographer showed the photo he just took. The original picture has not been edited, but the composition is very beautiful. There is no doubt that after the edited picture, it will be a photo that can be used as the cover of a youth literature magazine.

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian's eyes lit up, especially Yun Shuqian, who looked at every detail of the photo with big eyes without blinking, and forgot to lick the popsicle in his mouth.

It turned out that the fight between the two just now was so well matched and harmonious when viewed from the third perspective!
In the thousand-year-old ancient temple with yellow walls and black tiles, such youth and love seem to endow time with an indescribable vitality. It is no wonder that the photographer has such a high evaluation of this photo.

The more top-notch the photography, the more it needs this kind of naturalness and reality, which is an effect that cannot be displayed in posed shots.

"This, can you give us a photo of this?" Yun Shuqian asked.

"Of course, is it convenient for this classmate to leave a WeChat account? I'll send you the original picture and the repaired picture. I'll pay you the price of an excellent model."

Song Jiamu added him on WeChat. He turned out to be a professional photographer, and also took business such as taking wedding and travel photos. The quality of the photos is good. Maybe he will have a chance to find him in the future.

Both of them generously accepted the payment, but they didn't expect to come out for a turn, and instead made money, which was just used to replenish funds.

Both parties were very satisfied, and Song Jiamu asked him where the Sansheng Stone was going.

"The Sansheng Stone is hidden in a relatively low-key way, and it is not easy to find. You can walk over here and turn right. There is a mountain gate with the inscription 'Sanzhu Kongmeng'. Go straight along Tianzhu Road for about 500 meters to Fajing Temple. Walk along the path behind the Drum Tower, and you can see it through a small piece of tea garden.”

"..."

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian looked confused.

"Do you understand?" Song Jiamu asked.

"I, I must understand." Yun Shuqian licked the popsicle and said, but she understood every word, but she couldn't understand it together.

Seeing her appearance, Song Jiamu didn't ask her any more. Anyway, he had a lot of time, so he just went for a leisurely stroll. Maybe he happened to meet the Sansheng Stone when he was lost, and it would be a kind of fun.

"In short, thank you two students very much. I wish you a pleasant journey and a smooth relationship. You can ask me to be a photographer when you get married. I think we will meet again."

After all, the photographer waved his hand and left contentedly with the SLR.

"..."

Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian looked confused.

"Do you understand?" Song Jiamu asked, "Did he tell us to get married?"

"I, I definitely didn't understand."

Yun Shuqian licked the popsicle and said that she understood every word, but when she connected them, her face turned red.

"How can I marry you, pig head."

The two continued to wander around while eating popsicles. The warm wind in early summer blew the girl's skirt. She looked at the photo forwarded by Song Jiamu on her phone, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became.

"Why don't you ask him to take more pictures for us?" Song Jiamu said.

"This one is for making money, the latter is for money, stupid~!"

(End of this chapter)