Seeing the little ones eating so with relish, Zhang Feng's face also showed a faint smile.

Life in the countryside is so plain, but full of happiness and warmth, Zhang Feng is very satisfied with this kind of life.

"Xiaoyue, you send a glass of watermelon juice to your mother and Xiaolin. ”

"Got it, brother!"

Mother set up a stall at the gate, and Zhang Lin went to the Moon Lake to paint.

After instructing the little girl, Zhang Feng used a large plate, filled more than a dozen cups of watermelon juice, and also walked to the new house in the west, where the eldest sister and the military brother were taking care of the workers to decorate the homestay.

"Eldest sister, brother Jun, brother Wang...... Everyone's coming over for juice!"

At this time, the B&B of the eldest sister and the military brother has been almost built, and it has reached the sanitation of the decoration, and it is estimated that it will be completely completed in a few days.

However, in order to build this house, the eldest sister and brother-in-law's savings are also about the same, if it weren't for the recent tourism festival, the eldest sister earned four or five hundred thousand yuan by selling fast food, and it is estimated that the money will be tight when decorating.

However, with these hundreds of thousands, the current decoration is more beautiful, and many beautiful designs have been applied in the yard.

"Xiaofeng is here!"

"Hahaha, thank you Xiaofeng. Master Wang, the foreman, walked over with a smile, and at the same time shouted to the workers behind him with a smile, "Everyone is coming over, the juice brought by Xiaofeng, you will definitely regret it if you don't eat it!"

"Eat, why don't you eat, none of us who don't know what Xiaofeng makes, it's all rare and delicious!"

Hearing that Zhang Feng sent juice to reward everyone, the workers put down their work one after another and rushed over.

"Brother Wang, how many days will it take to finish here?" After distributing the juice to everyone, Zhang Feng sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and asked the foreman with a smile.

"Don't worry, it's going to be soon, it should be completed in four or five days!" Master Wang said with a smile.

"That's really hard work for you, Brother Wang came to smoke a cigarette!" Zhang Feng thanked him, saw that Brother Wang drank the juice in two sips, and handed over a cigarette with a smile.

"It's not hard, it's not hard! Speaking of which, we have to thank your family for taking care of it, otherwise where would we get our work!...... hehe" Master Wang smiled and hurriedly waved his hand.

After chatting with the renovation workers for a while, and walking around the yard again, Zhang Feng left the new house and returned home.

When I got home, the little ones were long gone, and I guess they either went to the lake to play in the water, or went up to the mountain to pick wild fruits.

These little kids couldn't sit still for three minutes, drank the juice, patted their butts and ran away, probably going to scourge the flowers and plants all over the field.

It's not interesting to be at home alone, Zhang Feng thought about it, just like walking to Yiyi's house.

"Yiyi?"

"Xiao Feng is here, Yiyi and Xiao Lin have gone to the lake to paint!" Grandma Liu said with a smile when she saw Zhang Feng.

"Is it? The old man is not here?" Zhang Feng looked around and found that the old man was not there either, only Grandma Liu was alone in the yard to choose vegetables.

"Old man Zhou came back just now, why don't he go over and take a look!" Grandma Liu said with a smile.

It turned out that Mr. Zhou was back, no wonder the old man was not at home, and the two old friends hadn't seen each other for nearly a month.

After saying goodbye to Grandma Liu, Zhang Feng walked towards the Moon Lake while walking.

When Zhang Feng came to the Moon Lake, there were many tourists at this time, because yesterday's wedding banquet was very lively, hundreds of tourists stayed in the village, and it is estimated that they will stay here for a few days at night before leaving.

Some of the tourists stroll by the lake, enjoy the lake and mountains by the moon lake, and some take a small boat, wandering in this beautiful lake, watching the lotus leaves in the lake are infinitely blue and reflect the sun lotus.

Due to the large number of tourists, Zhang Feng searched for a while, and finally found the traces of his two younger sisters and Yiyi in a gazebo.

However, at this time, the three of them were surrounded by people, and Zhang Feng took a closer look, in addition to tourists who were interested in painting, there were actually several tutors in the village.

"Ah, brother, you're here, come and see, the lotus flower painted by the second sister is so beautiful!" The little girl exclaimed in surprise as soon as she saw Zhang Feng.

"Yes, let me take a look!" Zhang Feng smiled slightly, he had long expected Zhang Lin's painting skills, after all, the teaching function of the system is not to fool people.

Zhang Feng walked through the crowd and came to the pavilion.

When I saw Zhang Lin's paintings, I also showed a gratifying smile, my sister's paintings are really improving by leaps and bounds, and now they have barely reached the level of ordinary young painters, as long as they continue to work hard, I believe they will soon be able to approach or even reach Zhang Feng's level.

The lotus flowers painted by Zhang Lin are delicate and beautiful, and the lines are even in one go, like flowing water, which is enough to see that Zhang Lin's painting skills of her sister have made great progress.

"Yes, yes, the progress is completely beyond my expectations!" Zhang Feng looked at Zhang Lin and praised with a smile.

Zhang Lin was also very happy to get the praise of the eldest brother, clenched her fists excitedly, and almost jumped up without excitement.

"Crazy, you can also help me take a look!" Yiyi smiled and beckoned to Zhang Feng.

Yiyi has also studied with Zhang Feng for a long time, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, his painting skills have also improved greatly, and he is only a little inferior to professional painters.

Zhang Feng smiled, moved to Yiyi's easel, and looked at it quietly.

Yiyi's painting is also a lotus flower in the water,

The turquoise lotus leaves are tiled in the water, a beautiful lotus flower bone stands proudly, delicate and otherworldly, on the beautiful lotus, there is a red dragonfly stopping, looking at the painting in front of him, Zhang Feng can't help but think of a poem by Yang Wanli: The little lotus shows sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on their heads.

Although it was the end of summer at this time, the beautiful scenery in the Moon Lake was still so beautiful, whether it was spring, summer, autumn or winter.

The moon lake in spring is revived, as if nature is being reborn, the moon flowers in summer are red and willow green, full of vitality, the moon lake in autumn, the sunset and the lonely birds fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky, and the moon lake in winter is silent, silently waiting for the arrival of spring in another year.

After reading Zhang Lin and Yiyi's paintings, Zhang Feng pointed out the shortcomings, I have to say that the foundation of the two is already very good, after Zhang Feng's simple comments, he immediately understood his mistakes and gained a lot.

"Toot toot!!"

At this moment, Zhang Feng's mobile phone rang.

Zhang Feng picked up his mobile phone and saw that it was the village chief who called.

"Hey, uncle, what are you looking for me?"

"You kid can't come here yet, it's ten o'clock, and everyone is still waiting for dinner!"

"Okay, I'll come over now!" Zhang Feng then remembered that he would invite everyone to dinner at Sister Yingzi's house today, thank you for your help.

Of course, part of the reason is that there were a lot of leftovers from last night, and everyone should eat to get rid of them, otherwise it would be a pity to throw them away.

In the countryside, if anyone throws away clean leftovers, it is estimated that the sky will thunder, because only farmers know that every grain of grain is their own hard sweat.