Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

210 Chapter 2 - The Confession ([-])
After a while, Jiujiu was so smothered by the white smoke of the incense that she burst into tears.

She blinked, her eyes flushed.

It's too choking.

She winked, trying to make her sore eyes feel better, but the white smoke accumulated more and more, choking her to the point of coughing.

Standing behind her, Lan Zhongwen saw her blinking frequently, her eye sockets flushed, he understood a little bit, and with a big hand he took away all the incense sticks in her hand.

"Go to a place where there is no smoking and take a break. This line will take about 30 minutes. I will line up. You will come back in 10 minutes."

Speaking of pushing her out of the queue, Jiujiu waved the thick white smoke in front of his eyes and asked Lan Zhongwen, "How do you know that the queue will last another 30 minutes?"

"I happen to have the reasoning ability of a normal person." He blinked slyly, seeing that Jiujiu was unbearably smoked, he waved her to leave, "Get out of here quickly, there is too much smoke, if you smoke for a long time, your eyes will hurt."

Jiujiu was moved in his heart, and ran to a place far away from the smoke to breathe the fresh air. The air outside smelled like a luxury, smooth and fresh, especially the eyes, which were astringent and sore from the smoke.

She rested for a few minutes. This kind of place was too hot because of the crowds and the burning incense. She wiped the sweat off her head with a tissue. She remembered that Lan Zhongwen was very afraid of heat, even her It's like this, let alone Lan Zhongwen.

She thought for a while, her heart moved, she ran outside the temple and bought a mung bean popsicle and came back. This kind of popsicle is two put together, basically there is no mung bean, just two ice cubes congealed together, she found Lan Zhongwen, put Break the popsicles in half, one for each person, "It's too hot, why don't you eat some ice."

Lan Zhongwen found it funny, "You actually went to buy popsicles."

But she was right about one thing, he was really hot, the clothes behind his back were wet with sweat, Jiujiu knew how to think about him now, Lan Zhongwen was soft in his heart, took the popsicle in Jiujiu's hand and put it in his mouth, As soon as the popsicle enters the throat, the boredom in the heart is instantly melted away. The weather is too hot, and people feel depressed.

Jiujiu also gnawed on the popsicle, and took out a tissue to help Lan Zhongwen wipe off his sweat. The three-legged tripod queuing up for incense was getting closer and closer. The two chatted about this and that, and time passed.

After entering the incense, there was a white smoke in front of Jiujiu's eyes, so that she could not see the way. She walked a few steps quickly and turned into the main hall. There were no incense holders, only those who asked for lottery.

Jiujiu saw a lot of people kneeling on the futons, holding a fortune-telling tube in their hands, chanting words.

Is this the legendary request for a lottery?

Curious, Jiujiu also went to the altar to fetch a fortune-telling cylinder. She didn't know what to ask for, so she shook the fortune-telling cylinder and read Lan Zhongwen's name, "Lan Zhongwen and Xiao Jiujiu, Lan Zhongwen and Xiao Jiujiu ..."

Lan Zhongwen was standing next to her, listening to her whispering about Lan Zhongwen and Xiao Jiujiu, holding back her laughter desperately, it was so cute.

Not long after, a sign fell out of the begging tube, Jiujiu picked it up, and excitedly ran to find the lottery master to solve the lottery.

The master of the lottery is wearing a black coat, thin, and looks like an immortal in every gesture. Looking at her lottery, he turned a few pages in the book.

"It's decided to get married before the event. How can Tianpei be willing to mislead people? If you want to be happy, why do you need to pray to the gods? It's a good sign, a good sign." The master of the lottery touched his beard with emotion.

Jiujiu looked confused, "Master, what does this mean?"

"It's fate, destined to be together, sign up."

"Really?" Jiujiu took back the signature, paid the money, and happily ran back to Lan Zhongwen.

On the way back, Jiujiu kept having fun. Lan Zhongwen asked her what good things happened, and she said triumphantly: "Master Xiezhi said that the lottery I asked for was the upper lottery, and that we are destined, destined To be together."

Lan Zhongwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Are you so superstitious?"

"A person is beautiful if he is kind, and spiritual if he is sincere. Why don't I believe in such a good lottery?"

"Okay, but you just need to keep this thing in mind, don't trust too much, you know?"

"Yeah, that's for sure." A lottery just gives you good thoughts. As for whether you can make it to the end smoothly, it still depends on your own efforts. If a lottery is so powerful, then you don't have to worry about it. If you are in love with each other, you will come to ask for a lottery, and you will have no worries.

After Jiujiu finished speaking, she remembered something again, and took out two red marriage ropes from her bag. This was what she asked for just now. She grabbed Lan Zhongwen's hand, wrapped the marriage ropes, and tied a tight knot. The kind of red rope is very thick, and it is also strong when tied with a knot. Jiujiu tried to pull it hard a few times, and then he said with satisfaction, "This is called a marriage rope. You have to protect it well. If the marriage rope breaks, it will prove that the red rope is not broken." Our fate is over."

Lan Zhongwen watched her keep pulling the red rope, testing its toughness from time to time, and said with a smile, "Do you believe this too?"

"Shh, sincerity is spiritual." Jiujiu fell silent, handed the other red rope to Lan Zhongwen, and stretched out his white arm, "Come on, I can't tie the knot myself, you come and help me tie it .”

Lan Zhongwen had no choice but to help her wrap it up.

It was probably because of her saying that the rope of marriage was broken, and it was too frightening that the fate was over. Lan Zhongwen lowered his head and carefully studied how to tie the strongest knot.

Jiujiu laughed at him, "You said you didn't believe me, but you turned out to be more serious than me."

Lan Zhongwen didn't answer, he tied the knot lightly, with a solemn face, Jiujiu saw that he was facing a life-and-death expression, and couldn't help but tease him, "Just hit whatever you want, just use the most rustic style of fighting, Check it out."

"No, I want to study a dead knot that can bind you forever."

Jiujiu laughed loudly, "If you continue to study like this, I'm afraid that my hands will be sore and you haven't tied the knot yet."

Lan Zhongwen then asked her to let go of the rope first, and held the rope to study for a while, but to no avail. Finally, he used the soil knot suggested by Jiujiu before, and tied seven or eight knots to ensure that it would never fall off. Put down Jiujiu's hand.

Jiujiu laughed at him all the way, never would have thought that this knot would bind her for the rest of her life, unless she cut it herself, no matter how much she pulled it, she would keep pulling it.

It has been three days since I returned to Hong Kong, and the bed was not cleared before I left. When I came back, it was already covered with dust, and whenever I got close, I would sneeze profusely.

It's still early in the morning, and there is plenty of time. Jiujiu put away the sheets and took them to the bathroom to soak. The sheets are too big to wash by hand, so they can only be soaked.

(End of this chapter)