Chapter 196: This Family Would Fall Apart Without Wanwan
Qin Wanwan tapped the small wooden fish with a clatter, adding merits for herself and her fathers with her mouth before happily returning the small wooden fish to the abbot.
When they left, the little Qilin received many gifts from the abbot.
Tea, lotus seeds, and a string of prayer beads. The abbot said the round, white, jade-like bead in the middle of the prayer beads was a sarira.
The abbot directly put it on her wrist and wrapped it around twice.
There was also a scripture and some pastries.
Qin Wanwan gave the abbot a beautiful, golden, large rose flower.
The abbot looked at the flower with much affection in his eyes.
“Abbot, what kind of flowers do you like? When Wanwan has planted them, I’ll give them to you.”
The abbot’s eyes lit up; a flower from a Qilin divine beast would surely be different from ordinary flowers.
He did not humble himself: “This old monk likes lotus flowers.”
“Then thank you, little friend.”
Qin Wanwan, carrying a large pile of things as if she were stocking up, spoke in a cute, milky voice.
“You’re welcome, you also gave me a lot of things.”
“Abbot, Wanwan and fathers are leaving. You must take care. Wanwan will come see you again.”
Abbot Shan Chan saw them out of the courtyard, watching the two adults and one child leave.
The little one gave the things she couldn’t carry to her fathers.
She took out pastries and, standing on tiptoe, fed them to her two fathers, and ate some herself.
“I heard the vegetarian meals at White Horse Temple are good, do you want to try them?”
Hearing about food, Qin Wanwan nodded eagerly.
Since she had turned into a little Qilin, her appetite had grown even larger.
“Food, food, fathers, let’s go.”
Her mouth was still full, yet she was already thinking about what she hadn’t seen yet.
The place to eat at White Horse Temple was very much like the dining hall of the Imperial Academy.
The monks and pilgrims all gathered here to eat.
However, pilgrims had to pay for their meals.
Qin Wanwan and the others found a clean table and ordered several vegetarian dishes.
Qin Wanwan saw tofu, soy milk, and other items.
“Tofu pudding.”
Qin Wanwan was no stranger to this.
After Shang Wuyang arrived here, he had arranged for the production of tofu pudding and tofu for the restaurants in the area.
It had now become popular throughout Shangjing.
The recipe had currently only been sold to a few influential powers.
These included White Horse Temple, the Imperial Palace, the Imperial Academy, and White Cloud Temple.
The dishes at White Horse Temple were all vegetarian, but they excelled in taste.
Nobles who were used to eating rich food everyday were content to have such a vegetarian meal today.
Qin Wanwan ate very seriously; the dishes included steamed egg custard, which she particularly liked to eat.
She also liked to mix the steamed egg custard into the rice, and then take a large mouthful with one spoonful.
She ate the rice mixed with steamed egg custard with great relish.
At a nearby table, some children were being picky eaters. One little boy, who looked slightly older than Wanwan, was fussing and refusing to eat.
The adult coaxed him and chased him to feed him, but he was unwilling to eat.
Qin Wanwan glanced at him, not understanding why he didn’t like so much delicious food.
The little boy noticed Qin Wanwan’s gaze and looked over.
Then, as he watched, he inexplicably developed an appetite.
He hesitantly took a bite, greatly surprising his mother.
Later, the little boy would take a bite of rice after glancing at Qin Wanwan.
Shang Wuyang and Rong Zhi also noticed this and were somewhat speechless.
Was Wanwan that delicious to look at?
They couldn’t help but stare at the little one eating, finding that the little chubby cub with round cheeks looked very much like a soft, chewy glutinous rice ball and indeed seemed very delicious.
Looking at it for a long time, it truly stimulated their appetite.
Qin Wanwan, while eating diligently and unaware, became a little food streamer.
Not only the little boy ate better while watching her, but her two fathers also glanced at her from time to time.
After eating her fill, Qin Wanwan put down her small rice bowl.
The rice bowl was very clean; the little Qilin was a good baby who was not picky and did not waste food.
Keke praised her.
“Cub is so amazing, you ate a big bowl of rice all by yourself and finished it cleanly.”
Qin Wanwan puffed up with pride at the praise, subtly lifting her chin.
Rong Zhi wiped her mouth.
“Let’s go.”
The little milky bun happily followed her fathers, holding her small flower basket.
At the temple, besides burning incense, people also prayed for marriage under the marriage tree.
This was not useful for them.
The two of them just took Qin Wanwan to see the quite spectacular marriage tree.
The tree was large and had become a unique attraction of White Horse Temple.
Many young men and women were tying red silk under the tree.
Some people were also throwing plaques with red silk tied to them onto the tree.
The red silks fluttered beautifully when the wind blew them.
“Wow…”
Qin Wanwan gasped involuntarily, standing under the tree.
This could not be seen in the Immortal Realm.
Of course, there were many things in the Immortal Realm that were more beautiful than this tree.
But beauty was different.
This tree carried the worldly human touch, a unique beauty that the Immortal Realm did not have.
After seeing the marriage tree, Qin Wanwan bought peace charms.
She bought one for herself, one for her fathers, and also for Keke and the animals at home.
Hmm… she should buy one for Brother Yuanli too. If Brother Yuanli had one, then the Tenth Prince, Eleventh Prince, and Twelfth Prince should also have one.
The little Qilin counted on her fingers and calculated; she couldn’t even use all ten fingers.
“Ten, eleven…”
She then lifted the fingers she had bent down.
Including the animals and people at the border, she needed to buy over twenty!
So many.
Bought!
Today was the temple fair, and White Horse Temple had prepared quite a few peace charms.
Carrying a large pile of peace charms, she pondered for a long time, took out the flowers from her small basket, and then put all the peace charms into the small basket.
“This is for Daddy Shang, this is for Daddy Rong, and this is for Wanwan.”
She put them on first.
“Keke has one too, and the little fox. The little butterfly doesn’t get one, it doesn’t have a neck to wear it.”
The red butterfly on her head fluttered its wings slightly.
Shang Wuyang looked at the pile of peace charms: “You really are a worrier.”
Qin Wanwan nodded in agreement and sighed with an old-fashioned air.
“Isn’t that right? This family would fall apart without Wanwan.”
The two of them: ……..
Which family? A family composed of their scattered fathers?
They had visited all the places they wanted to. They had indeed brought back quite a lot of things.
Others came to burn incense and worship Buddha, but Qin Wanwan came to stock up.
When going down the mountain, the little one didn’t want to be carried and climbed down the mountain step by step.
It wasn’t tiring to go down the mountain, but it was easy to stumble and roll down.
Especially for the round little chubby cub.
When they reached halfway down the mountain, a ragged woman suddenly rushed out.
“Help, save me!”
The woman rushed directly towards Qin Wanwan.
Qin Wanwan’s eyes widened.
Keke: “What the heck? Get lost!”
Rong Zhi quickly hugged Qin Wanwan, and the woman lunged at empty space.
She lay on the stone steps, looked up miserably, her hair messy and her face injured, looking quite pitiful.
“Please, sirs, save me and my child. We encountered bandits in the forest.”
The people around were immediately alarmed.
“Bandits, how could there be bandits?!”
“Please, please save my son.”
The woman cried pitifully, and the onlookers felt sympathetic, but few were willing to go with her to rescue her.
After all, those were bandits, armed. If they followed, they would likely not return.
Everyone had their own family and cherished their own lives; they would not risk their lives for a stranger.
