After they finished the beef offal, Wang Xiaoliang drove Wei Zijin and Zhao Nan to the airport first.
There was still plenty of time before takeoff, and Zhao Nan wanted to catch up on sleep in the VIP lounge. Wei Zijin stood at the entrance to the departure hall with her suitcase and glanced back at him.
She set her suitcase aside, ran over, rose onto her toes, and kissed Wang Xiaoliang on the cheek, keeping her arms hooked around his neck.
Zhao Nan had already gone inside, but doubled back. "Zijin, come on. There aren't many people right now."
Nuomi rolled down the car window and called out, "Give him another kiss! You look so good!"
Wei Zijin smiled at her, let go of Wang Xiaoliang, waved, and turned to follow Zhao Nan through the security entrance.
Wang Xiaoliang stood there for a few seconds, then turned and got back into the car.
A traffic officer not far away was already pointing at him.
The minivan got onto the highway and headed straight for Donglei Temple.
Nuomi sat in the passenger seat, with Xiao Mo in the second row. Huang Xueli and Luo Bisheng sat in the back and barely spoke along the way. They had gotten up early, eaten quite a bit, and all had rice wine, so several of them were dozing in the car.
When they reached the parking lot at the foot of Donglei Temple's mountain, Huang Xueli spoke first.
"I'm not going up. I'll find somewhere to sit for a while."
Luo Bisheng immediately chimed in. "I'll keep Brother Huang company."
Wang Xiaoliang glanced at Huang Xueli in the rearview mirror and did not try to persuade him. He knew Huang Xueli's taboos.
Donglei Temple drew many worshippers and was said to be especially