Back in the house, Tang Muye gently got into bed, rubbed his hands, and then tried Tang Yihuan's forehead, and found that it was quite normal, so he lay down with peace of mind.

After a while, Tang Yihuan turned over in his sleep and arched his head into Tang Muye's neck, as if this was the only way to feel safer.

Tang Muye couldn't sleep for a while, so in order to divert his attention, he took out his mobile phone, searched for a novel casually, and looked at it slowly.

The next day, although it was still cloudy, it was no longer raining, Tang Muye cleaned up his mood, and after breakfast, he took Tang Yihuan out to play.

With the battery car, travel is indeed much more convenient, Tang Muye took out his mobile phone, searched the nearby tourist attractions, and found that there is a place called Lingyun Temple not far away, and it can be reached in half an hour by riding a battery car, so he went to the supermarket to buy some food and water, and then took his son to play.

Before people walked to Lingyun Temple, Tang Muye smelled a strong smell of incense from a distance, and the smell always had a magical power, and it seemed that no matter how much trouble there was, after smelling this smell, it would inexplicably become a lot lighter.

Because it is still the first month, there are quite a lot of people who burn incense, when the father and son came to the outside of Lingyun Temple, they found that it was indeed very lively, of course, many of them are local old men and old women, and there are relatively few young people.

Many old ladies carried a basket with incense, candles, paper and money in it, some going inside and some going out.

Outside the temple, there are two rows of shops, mainly selling things like incense and candles, but also groceries, cigarettes, food and drinks, and children's toys.

Tang Yihuan immediately ran over when he saw the toy, wanting to buy both swords and balloons, Tang Muye squatted down and said: "Come out to play today, Dad promised to buy you a toy, what to buy is up to you, but you can only choose one, think about it, what to choose?" ”

Hearing this, Tang Yihuan showed a tangled expression on his face, looked left, looked again, and then chose the balloon first, but the balloon also has many options, there are roosters, rabbits, Ultraman, Sun Wukong, etc., after ruling out other options, he looked back and forth between Ultraman and Sun Wukong several times.

In the end, he pointed to Sun Wukong and said, "Dad, I want Sun Wukong." ”

Tang Muye asked curiously, "Why did you choose Sun Wukong?" ”

Tang Yihuan replied as a matter of course: "Because there is Ultraman at home!" ”

It turns out that he also knows that toys do not buy duplicates.

Tang Muye bought a Monkey King balloon for him to hold in his hand, and the two followed the tourists to the ticket office.

Walking to the gate, through the temple gate, you can also see monks walking inside.

Tang Muye took a look at the ticket price and found that an adult ticket was 20 yuan, the elderly only needed 10 yuan, and soldiers, the disabled, the elderly over 70 years old and children under 1.4 meters were exempt from the admission fee.

Idle is also idle, Tang Muye spent 20 yuan to buy an adult ticket, and then took his son in to shop.

This is a temple named after the mountain, because the temple was built at the foot and mountainside of Lingyun Mountain.

After entering, I found that in addition to pilgrims, there are also many tourists, and there are many families of three who come out to play.

As soon as you walk into the temple, the first thing you hear is "The Great Compassion Mantra", which seems to be playing on a loop, and as soon as you listen to this music, you immediately have a strong Buddhist atmosphere.

In front of the main hall of the temple, there is a large incense burner, and on each side there is a five-tiered candlestick stand, which can light many candles at the same time, and it is almost full now.

At this time, there are all kinds of incense in the incense burner, and they are almost out of place, and a monk is cleaning up and cleaning up the burned ones, so as to facilitate the later people to continue to enter the incense.

Although there are many tourists inside and outside the temple, but a closer look will find that many people's expressions are very calm, perhaps affected by this atmosphere, everyone's face has a little more solemn feeling, and no one runs back and forth, frolicking and making loud noises, are very peaceful strolling, occasionally stopping, is to look at the Bodhisattva in the main hall, the couplet at the door, or go to the stele forest to see the text on the stele.

Tang Muye also took Tang Yihuan to take a leisurely tour, and occasionally stopped to see a different scenery.

It didn't take long for the outside to start to become more lively, and there was the sound of the tour guide talking with a small speaker, and it turned out that a tour group was coming.

Since the first team, it has been coming one after another very quickly.

It seems that this has become one of the tourist routes promoted by travel agencies, after the tour guide led the team in, there was a commentator inside to begin to receive, to explain for the tour group, Tang Muye took his son to follow the tour group with the group, and listened to the explanation of the commentator by the way.

This listened, only to find that travel is really inseparable from the explanation, if you hang out by yourself, no matter how beautiful and strange things are, you have seen it, and you can't see anything, but there is a commentator is different, starting from the big lion who entered the door, only to find that there are so many stories to tell, and even after entering the door to cross a threshold, there are particulars.

After entering the gate, there are more things that can be said, morning bells and dusk drums, each temple and pavilion, a couplet, a stone tablet, it seems that even the ordinary grass and trees, and even a very inconspicuous stone, people can tell an allusion.

Although some things are inevitably far-fetched, tourists love to listen to stories!

Tang Muye listened to it with relish, Tang Yihuan couldn't walk after following for a while, Tang Muye carried him on his back and continued to follow, listening to stories can sometimes increase some knowledge.

It wasn't until the narrator finished explaining and letting everyone move freely that Tang Muye left the tour group with the child on his back.

At this time, it was almost noon, and there were more people in Lingyun Mountain, Tang Muye wanted to find a pavilion and take the children to sit and rest inside, but after turning around, he found that each pavilion was almost full of people.

There was no way, so Tang Muye took the child to find a big stone with no one halfway up the mountain, and took the child to sit on the stone.

Taking out food and water, father and son ate slowly.

Sitting halfway up the mountain, the field of vision has also broadened a lot, looking into the distance, you can see some Jiangnan residential villages, you can see the factory buildings, and the criss-crossing rivers, the scenery is different from what you see in your hometown.

Retracting his gaze, he saw that the entire Lingyun Mountain was full of people, and it was extremely lively.

However, after watching it for a long time, I found that although there were so many people coming and going, except for the father and son who depended on each other, there was no one around who knew each other, and they seemed to be out of place in this world and spoke differently.

Tang Muye suddenly understood that it was really in the lively crowd that he could experience a deeper loneliness, because for everything here, they were just two passers-by.

Inexplicably, he thought of Qin Ruoling again, the woman with a little sadness in fashion, although she had only been with her for more than half a month, but she seemed to have been together for many years, it was so familiar and harmonious, and she had only been away for a day, and she had an illusion of being in a different world.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, each other has become a hurried passerby in each other's lives, and may never see each other again in this life.

The saddest thing in life is this kind of parting.

Legend has it that a hundred years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of repair can be slept together, since there is a thousand years of fate, why is the gathering so short?

It is said that a city, a person, Tang Muye felt that his vision was very small, and he could only accommodate a small town, and in this town, only one person was once so close.

Now that the Yiren are gone, an ancient town is left empty, and without that person, it seems that the whole town has lost its color.

The tide rises and falls, the origin and the fate disappears, Tang Muye doesn't like this kind of ups and downs very much, as if he is riding a roller coaster, yesterday I was still in love, and today I am in different places.

What will happen to her when she returns?

Will the prince charming in her heart pity her? Will she love her more than I do?

Tang Muye missed and worried a little.

However, thinking that this is her own choice, everyone has the freedom to choose and the right to pursue happiness, after Tang Muye figured it out, he suddenly felt not so sad, and there was only a faint sadness and deep concern.

As long as she can live happily, what does it matter where she is?

At this moment, Tang Yihuan suddenly shouted: "Dad, Dad, my balloon!" ”

Tang Muye came back to his senses suddenly, only to see that his son accidentally let the balloon fall off his hand and was slowly flying up, Tang Yihuan looked at the balloon in the distance anxiously, with tears in his eyes.

At this time, the balloon had already flown three or four meters high, and Tang Muye couldn't do anything about it, so he squatted down and hugged the child and said, "Don't be sad, Huanhuan, haven't you watched Journey to the West?" Did Sun Wukong fly in the sky a lot? ”

Tang Yihuan nodded lightly and said, "Mmmm, he will somersault and fly on the clouds." ”

Tang Muye continued to flicker: "Isn't this right, he is flying to the clouds now, Sun Wukong is going to fly to the clouds, who can stop him?" Then let him go up. ”

Tang Yihuan looked at the balloons flying higher and higher and asked, "Will he fly to the sky?" ”

Tang Muye replied matter-of-factly: "Yes, he's going to make a big fuss in the sky!" ”

Tang Yihuan couldn't help but say happily: "Oh, my Monkey King is going to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace!" ”

Before the tears in his eyes were dry, he began to laugh.

Looking at the simple child, happiness came so easily, Tang Muye couldn't help but smile.

But at this moment, Tang Yihuan actually asked, "Dad, what about Aunt Qin and sister?" It would be nice if they came and played together! ”

Tang Muye couldn't help but smile bitterly: "They, they went back to their hometown!" Maybe it won't come back! ”

Tang Yihuan remembered what he had said before, so he frowned and said, "Isn't Aunt Qin going to take wedding photos with her father?" ”

Tang Muye said softly: "It shouldn't be able to shoot, does Huanhuan miss them?" ”

Tang Yihuan nodded and replied, "Well, I want to!" ”

Tang Muye muttered to himself, "Dad wants to too." ”

Speaking of taking wedding photos, Tang Muye suddenly thought of a picture, that is, the scene where Qin Ruoling took wedding photos with another person......

"She's getting married, but it's a pity that the groom isn't me!"

Tang Muye thought of such a sentence inexplicably.

Retracting his messy thoughts, Tang Muye stood up and said to Tang Yihuan: "Huanhuan, do you say that we are going down the mountain now, or continue to walk up the mountain?" ”

Tang Yihuan almost didn't think about it, so he pointed to the mountain and said, "Let's go up!" ”

Tang Muye immediately smiled and said, "Okay, then let's continue to climb up and go to the top of the mountain to see a different scenery!" ”

After speaking, he stretched out a big hand, took Tang Yihuan's small hand, and slowly walked towards the way up the mountain.

The two figures, one big and one small, are not lonely, but full of warmth, because they have each other's company.