There is a small wing next to Long Yifeng's room, about half the size of a bedroom. There are not many things in it, just a desk, there is a screen and a shelf next to it, there are four treasures of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and study on the desk, and a brush shelf, hanging a few brushes, and the rattan basket next to it has rice paper and rolled works, and some are semi-finished products.

On the shelves next to the screen, there are slightly more things placed, including flutes, Xiao, calligraphy and painting works, and erhu, etc., and the most are books, and they are all thread-bound books. At first glance, these books are fundamentally different from the modern books in Long Yifeng's bedroom, they are bound books preserved by Long Yifeng's grandfather.

As he got older, his grandfather rarely came up to play with them, and Long Yifeng had time to read and practice calligraphy here, dancing and writing. The current Grandpa Long likes to plant flowers and grass, Long Yifeng is not there, he occasionally comes to sit or change books to read, and it is a kind of memory.

Xiao Jing liked this pavilion at a glance, and at the same time envied Long Yifeng for having such a space.

Usually, as long as you sit here and open those windows, you can see the stream at the edge of Yumatang Village, and you can faintly hear the murmuring sound of the stream. The location of the stilted building is relatively secluded, and there is no road in Yumatang Village that passes downstairs, which should be the quietest corner of the village. Not far away is the stream of Yumatang, on the left is the main house and courtyard dam of Long Yifeng's house, there are two big osmanthus trees next to the stilted building, the right side of the stilted building is the bamboo forest, and the mountain is behind the bamboo forest. Therefore, the stilted building is besieged by a small world, which is a corner of its own.

"Yifeng, you are so happy! Living here since you were a child is simply a paradise. Xiao Jing said enviously to Long Yifeng. In fact, she wanted to live here and experience the taste, but she was too embarrassed to speak.

"Yes, Yumatang is a paradise. Let's take a break today, and after eating, we'll take a casual walk around the village. Tomorrow I will take you into the mountains to have a look, and you will know what a paradise is. Long Yifeng was full of affection for the landscape of Yumatang, and when he saw that Xiao Jing liked his hometown so much, he was even happier in his heart.

"Yumatang is so beautiful! The air is clear and the forest is lush. Tomorrow you must have a good time in the mountains. By the way, the two osmanthus trees in front of your house on stilts should be a certain age, right?"

The two osmanthus trees are the largest Xiao Jing has seen so far, with thick trunk walls and many branches and leaves, basically covering one-third of the yard. Xiao Jing gestured just now, and it was estimated that he couldn't hold one of the osmanthus trees.

Long Yifeng also didn't know how old these two osmanthus trees were.

"I heard my grandfather tell me that when he was younger, my grandfather planted it here, and it was only the size of a broomstick. Based on my grandfather's age, it is estimated that the tree is also nearly 100 years old. ”

Long Yifeng, Xiao Jing and Wang Jing sat by the desk, looking here, touching there, and having fun. The second daughter also asked Long Yifeng to write with some brushes. Looking at Long Yifeng who was dancing with a brush, the stars in the eyes of the two of them flashed one after another.

Not to mention, because grandpa thinks that as a Chinese, poetry, etiquette, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting should be proficient in everything. Helplessly, Yumatang is remote and backward, and many things can only be taught by himself Long Yifeng, with limited equipment and resources. However, after years of practice and edification, Long Yifeng has studied calligraphy, Xiao Di, poetry, couplets, chess, Go, painting and other aspects. After cultivating the Chiyou Codex, Long Yifeng's energy was full of energy, and his concentration and cultivation had made great breakthroughs, and Long Yifeng's temperament and characteristics were changing unconsciously, so that his various artistic attainments had also been greatly improved.

Xiao Jing looked at Long Yifeng, who was concentrating on writing, and felt that he was not simple, not at all like the quality and cultivation of ordinary rural children, but full of the demeanor of a child of a master outside the world. In the past, she didn't know much about Long Yifeng in school! She really didn't expect Long Yifeng to be so good, and it had completely exceeded her expectations and imagination.

At the same time, in the depths of Xiao Jing's heart, a sweet love came more densely and more profoundly.

Long Yifeng wrote a picture of "Tranquility and Far-reaching" to Xiao Jing, and couldn't help Wang Jing's request, and also inscribed her a picture of "Indifferent Mingzhi". In fact, Wang Jing has a lot of Long Yifeng's works at home, most of which are homework given to Long Yifeng by Grandpa Long.

In Wang Jing's secret world, many things are related to Long Yifeng.

Xiao Jing got the calligraphy and painting presented by Long Yifeng (actually forced to write by her), was excited, and kissed Long Yifeng's cheek "waves". After kissing, I realized that Wang Jing, who was smiling and looking at herself, was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

Xiao Jing was very excited to hold Long Yifeng's work, she carefully rolled it up, and said that she must frame it and hang it in her room when she returned home. She didn't expect that after this work was brought back to her hometown, her grandfather was shocked and asked Xiao Jing where she got such an excellent work. Xiao Jing frankly said that it was Long Yifeng's work, and Grandpa Xiao couldn't wait to come to the school to find Long Yifeng. That's an afterword.

In the evening, Wang Jing and Xiao Jing had dinner at Long Yifeng's house.

Seeing that his son brought back a girl like a flower and jade, Long Yifeng's father quietly gave him a thumbs up. Grandpa Long didn't think it was strange, he just asked Xiao Jing a few questions, and then didn't say much. Long Yifeng's mother was more enthusiastic, asking this and that, and she was also very welcoming and fond of Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing has high personal quality and is easy-going to people, and the whole family thinks this girl is good. Knowing that Xiao Jing was Long Yifeng's classmate and Wang Jing's good friend, they were even more enthusiastic. Yumatang is relatively remote, Long Yifeng has been in school for many years, and no teacher or classmate has ever been a guest at his house, Xiao Jing is the first.

After dinner, Long Yifeng took Wang Jing and Xiao Jing up and down the village. Looking at such a beautiful mountain village, Xiao Jing felt that it was really worth a trip to Yumatang!

After visiting Yumatang Village, the three of them came to the stream not far from Long Yifeng's house, sat by the stream, and looked at the gurgling stream, Long Yifeng and Xiao Jing invariably remembered that since last summer, everything that happened to the two of them by the river, every hug and every swim, as well as the beautiful past that happened during the swimming, Xiao Jing's face involuntarily turned red and hot.

In order not to let Wang Jing find out her embarrassment, she disguised herself by holding a handful of water and splashing it on her face, muttering that it was a little hot to walk and wash her face more. As everyone knows, Wang Jing also recalled that she and Long Yifeng had recently come here to take a mandarin duck bath in the dead of night every night, and her face was also panicked, and she had no time to take care of her.

Long Yifeng was the most calm, since he cultivated the Chiyou Codex, he found that not only had his skills improved dramatically, but even his skin was much thicker, and he often had a lot of fragrant pictures in his mind. At this time, not only did he not feel shy, but he enjoyed the stimulation brought by the shyness of his second daughter. I even imagined absurdly how I could kill two birds with one stone. But he constantly despises his inner self:

It's so corrupt!

Wang Jing and Xiao Jing adjusted their mood and state back to normal, and they sat by the river, quietly enjoying this beautiful time for a while.