Mountains, smoke, scattered houses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is so simple that the monotonous thing does not make people feel the slightest boredom, the windowsill, the small flower beds that can be seen everywhere in front of the door, obviously the owner is a person with a mood for life, no matter where you live, the most important thing is your attitude towards life.

On the stove, Luo Feng was filling it with firewood, looking at the skillful movements, it was obviously not the first time he had done it. Not far away, Jiang Yan was cutting vegetables, and a touch of apron showed the demeanor of a woman at home.

"I said, Little Swallow, if you can't do it, let me come."

Jiang Yan's body shook when she heard this, turned around, and pinched her waist with both hands, "Did you say that?" Doesn't I know how to cook at all? "Looking at the murderous appearance, where is there still a little intellectual appearance.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, I've already led the firewood, you just have to put it inside, let me come."

Jiang Yan immediately showed a cheerful smile, like a little fox who had stolen an egg. Luo Feng was very helpless, this was the third day they came to this village called Linjia Village, a group of one or twenty people arrived here with supplies, and after the supplies were delivered, the rest of the people had already returned, leaving only a man and a woman, both of them were doctors, specifically for these children to check their bodies, and the team also carried some simple medicines.

It's just that Luo Feng has been cooking for the past three days, since Luo Feng used the game in the mountains to make a meal, the three of them unanimously decided that Luo Feng would make the meal, but Jiang Yan doesn't believe in evil, and he must challenge it today, so there will be the scene just now.

"Little Swallow, did you invite a man like me who is both civil and military, who can go to the hall and go down to the kitchen, to steal fun?" Little Swallow is Luo Feng's joking name for Jiang Yan, coming here, Jiang Yan completely released his nature, and the person he saw on weekdays was not the same at all.

Jiang Yan pursed her lips, she was very weak for this joke, in fact, she didn't know why she was so happy to come to the mountain, maybe she really belonged to a swallow in the depths of the mountain.

The fragrance in the cauldron came from a long distance, the smell of garlic and the smell of oil, and you could smell it from a long distance. A ghostly girl suddenly stretched out her head: "Brother Luo, what are you doing delicious again?" Why is it so fragrant? ”

Luo Feng smiled dumbly, this is one of the girls named Jiang Jia, twenty-three four, just graduated from medical university, and is a member of Jiang Yan Crawling Public Welfare Fund, "Xiao Jia, don't you know that your sister Yan is going to cook by herself just now." ”

"Oh my god, it's horrible!"

"Xiao Jia, you are looking for death!"

"People are telling the truth, I was still worried about what to do when I entered the mountain this time, but I didn't expect Brother Luo to be so powerful."

A boy also stuck out his head, "That's it, I didn't expect Brother Luo to not only sing well, but also cook so well." This is another male student, Chen Zhiyuan, who also graduated from medical university.

"Xiaoyuan, you also come to make trouble, and if you talk nonsense, you and Xiaojia are not allowed to eat at noon today."

"Oh, the landlord's wife has exploited people, Brother Luo, you have to save us!"

"Don't worry, whoever cooks the food has the final say."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, more than 20 children came to this school with only four tiled houses with schoolbags on their backs, the two in the middle are classrooms, and the other two are used as dormitories for four people.

This village, called Linjia Village, is located on a high mountain cliff, so vehicles cannot come up at all, and the underdeveloped transportation makes it extremely poor. This school is jointly run by the people of the village, and the teachers are originally from the village. There are almost no older students here, just seven or eight years old.

When the children are a little older, they will be sent to a town dozens of miles away, and it is also good for children to be small, at least they are easy to teach, this is basically a student from the first to the third grade, Luo Feng said that his mathematical ability is limited to this.

In the classroom, Jiang Yan taught the children to draw with a smile on her face, listening to the children affectionately calling Teacher Xiao Jiang, Luo Feng came here to know that Jiang Yan had been teaching here for eight years, but no one in the outside world knew that this was a star who was really doing charity.

Luo Feng is responsible for teaching mathematics, and Jiang Yan is responsible for mathematics art and music, so most of the time Luo Feng is idle, and at this time, Luo Feng usually chooses to sit in the last row and listen to Jiang Yan's lectures on the stage.

"Mr. Xiao Jiang, how do you draw this worm?"

"Worm, you have to draw a circle first....... it can be seen that Jiang Yan is sincere to this group of children, and it can also be seen from the cordial attitude of these children towards Jiang Yan.

Luo Feng looked at Jiang Yan, who taught the children carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Jiang Yan was very beautiful. This kind of beauty is not the kind of beauty that men look at women, but the brilliance that radiates from a person's character.

Xu was because Luo Feng had been staring at Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan also noticed Luo Feng's gaze, and glanced back at Luo Feng: "What are you looking at, do I have flowers on my face?" ”

"You're much more beautiful than flowers."

"You." If she is not Luo Feng's opponent, she has been taught countless times in the past three days, but she just can't help but want to provoke Luo Feng, her eyes rolled, she suddenly thought about it, stood up, clapped her palms, and motioned for the children to be quiet: "Students, do you know who Teacher Luo is?" ”

"Teacher Luo is Teacher Luo."

Luo Feng instinctively felt that something was wrong, Jiang Yan's smile at the moment was really too chicken, "Classmates, Teacher Luo is a famous talent, let's let him make a picture." ”

"Yes, yes!"

The little eyes of the children made Luo Feng a little helpless, drawing? In addition to drawing ducks, Luo Feng really doesn't know what to draw, but isn't it too embarrassing to really draw ducks? Looking at Jiang Yan's happy appearance of succeeding in his trick next to him, Luo Feng suddenly had an idea, walked to the blackboard, and drew two villains with a few strokes, and outlined a few curved lines in the middle to represent mountains and water.

"I'm done."

"Is this the work painted by Yanjing talents?" Jiang Yan immediately took out her mobile phone to take a photo, "I want to take a photo as a souvenir, I rarely see such a Mobao." ”

Luo Feng's expression was still indifferent: "Little Swallow, don't you know that literati painting has always been the artistic conception of pursuit?" Now the painting is there, but it lacks a poem. ”

"Huh?"

Luo Feng didn't care about Jiang Yan's surprise, picked up the chalk and wrote nine big characters on the blackboard: the farthest distance in the world. As lines of handwriting were written, Luo Feng's voice sounded just right:

"The farthest distance in the world,

Not the distance between life and death.

But I stand before you,

But you don't know that I love you.

..........

The farthest distance in the world,

It is the distance between the fish and the bird.

One in the day,

One dives deep to the bottom of the sea. ”

Jiang Yan looked at the back in front of the blackboard, and was a little stupid. I thought that he was a nonsense painting and wanted to laugh at him, but I didn't expect to write this poem in a blink of an eye, and that painting seemed to be really much better-looking. What kind of person is he, how can he be so talented? Even Jiang Yan didn't feel it, her face was already so red, this is such a lingering love poem!

Writing the last word, Luo Feng looked at Jiang Yan with a smile, and as soon as the two of them crossed their eyes, Jiang Yan was suddenly a little at a loss, and even had an inexplicable sense of weakness, even she didn't know why.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you think of my painting now? Is my poem okay? ”

Listening to Luo Feng's obviously ridiculous tone, Jiang Yan didn't know where a surge of courage came from: "Luo Feng, do you often tease girls like this?" ”

"Do I have one?" Luo Feng looked innocent, I really just wrote a poem. Jiang Yan looked at Luo Feng's innocent face and really wanted to go up and slap him twice, and said with a look of hatred: "Classmates, Teacher Xiao Luo is a big carrot, let's call him Teacher Xiaohua in the future, okay?" ”

"Hello Teacher Xiaohua!"

Luo Feng almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and a child raised his hand: "Teacher Jiang, what is a big radish with a flower heart, can you eat it?" ”

Jiang Yan looked embarrassed, how can this be explained? Luo Feng laughed without pressure, the children around him looked confused, they didn't know what happened just now, and they didn't know why Luo Feng was so happy, alas, the world of adults is too complicated! (To be continued.) )