HE with the wrong person (GL) + extra episode

Chapter 143

Qin Lian couldn't help squinting his eyes, more sure that Jiang Tingting must have guessed something.

But she didn't say or ask, so Qin Lian pretended not to know, dropped the stone in his hand, stood up and walked towards Yuan Xian.

There was an essay as a base, and Yuan Yan really agreed very quickly.

So the next morning, just as the sun was shining, they set off in the morning light.

Originally, grandpa and grandma planned to let them have breakfast at home before leaving, but everyone had inquired before and heard that there would be a lot of snacks at the temple fair, so why would they want to fill their stomachs now?

Going to temple fairs is just eating, drinking and having fun.Wouldn't it be too sad to go after breakfast and see that you can't eat what you want?

The sun has not yet come out, the mountains and forests are shrouded in thin mist, and the dew formed at night has not yet dissipated, rolling gently on the leaves and grass leaves, crystal clear.

Breathing the fresh morning air, Qin Lian felt extremely awake and full of energy.

There were nearly twenty people, even if they were walking on the road, it was very lively.Moreover, it was divided into several parts as we walked. The first group was a few boys who like sports, the middle group was led by Qin Lian, a classmate with good physical strength, then the few who surrounded grandma, and finally grandma with physical strength. It's not as good as the physical scum that can only barely keep up.

Qin Lian ran back and forth, responsible for maintaining order.

After a while, she noticed that the girls in the last row had stopped, gathered together and exclaimed softly, not knowing what they saw.Qin Lian ran over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hush—" A girl turned her head and made a quiet gesture towards her, then pointed in one direction and whispered, "Look, Zhu Yingtai!"

There was irrepressible excitement in the voice.

Qin Lian looked in the direction of her finger, only to find a small white butterfly lying on a piece of green grass.On its outstretched wings, there are faint patterns, which are very beautiful.At this moment, the wings were wet with dew and became very heavy. They flapped lightly and then hung down feebly.

Legend has it that Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo turned into white butterflies after death and flew together.It seems right for girls to call it that.And with this name, it seems to have spirituality all of a sudden, making people involuntarily pay attention to its fate.

"Wow, White Butterfly!" An exclamation suddenly came from behind.It turned out that Jiang Tingting, who was with her grandma, noticed something unusual and ran over.

She huddled in the crowd, looked at the butterfly for a while, and suddenly said, "By the way, do you remember that we seem to have learned a text when we were in junior high school, what was it called... It seems that the protagonist saved the A dying white butterfly..."

"Shut up!" The classmate standing opposite her suddenly changed his face and stopped him.

But it was already too late, Jiang Tingting heard Yuan Tao say behind her, "It's called "The Love of the White Butterfly", the author is the famous writer Liu Baiyu."

"!!" Jiang Tingting was also aware of what had happened, and even more aware that if she continued to talk about this topic, another essay would fall from the sky and fall on everyone's backs.After all, what Yuan Wei likes to do most recently is to ask everyone to write essays on a topic.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Tingting's brain was running at the fastest speed in her life, and she finally had a flash of wisdom, and said loudly, "I know! I decided to write this butterfly into today's composition as one of the materials!"

"...That's right." Yuan Tao nodded, and changed the topic to reality, "The butterfly's wings seem to be wet?"

"I brought a tissue." A girl said, "Do you want to dry it?"

"Will it hurt it?" Another girl asked worriedly, "It is said that the butterfly has a layer of dust-like scales. It would be bad if it fell off, right?"

"It's okay, don't worry about it, wait for the sun to come out and dry the dew, and it will fly away." The grandma who came back at some time said.

There is already a layer of haze on the horizon in the distance, and the sun will rise soon.The students breathed a sigh of relief and took pictures carefully before leaving the place where the butterfly was.

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The location of the Temple of the Three Kings is quite special. It is at the border of several villages, and it accepts sacrifices from these villages.It is no longer possible to test which god was originally enshrined in the temple, and why it was called the Temple of Three Kings.

According to grandma, the Temple of the Three Kings already existed when she was a child, but what was enshrined in the temple at that time was not statues of gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but naturally formed human-shaped rocks.In terms of truth, it is more like a folk shrine, but after the four olds were broken, it was completely destroyed.

Today's Sanwang Temple was rebuilt later with the support of the government. The statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, which is widely spread among the people, was built in the temple. Professionals were hired to manage it, and the incense soon became prosperous again.

However, this temple is also the same as most temples in China. Its business scope covers almost everything from marriage to grandchildren, to promotion and wealth, and academic success.

As for whether it works or not, it is free to testify.

The temple fair of the Three Kings Temple is also supported by the government, so the scale is quite large, attracting people and merchants from all over the world, and it is very lively.After arriving here, it would be inappropriate to force more than a dozen people to go shopping together.So everyone agreed on a meeting time, and then dispersed in groups of three or five, and soon merged into the crowd and disappeared.