When Qin Feng and Song Wenqing arrived at the entrance of the village, Xiaoman had already led the stupid donkey and waited there.
Seeing them coming, Xiaoman hummed, "Two big men, so hard, forget it if they die."
The village is not very famous. The reason why Qin Feng chose to settle here is because there is a famous Nebula Continent Villa next to the village - Qianye Villa
It is precisely because of Qianye Villa next to you that countless celebrities and scholars come to you every year.
The small villages next to the villa have started to do tourist business, and a set of luxuriously decorated farmhouses are listed for rent, so that distinguished guests will not worry about not being able to find a place to live.
Qin Feng rented a house next to the stream. The flowing stream water drives the waterwheel beside the house, giving people a feeling of Jiangnan in their dreams.
The tall maple tree next to it has already had red leaves, half covering the simple wooden courtyard, poetic and picturesque
Xiaoman liked this place at a glance, and pushed open the yard with a smile, and a jingling wind chime immediately rang for her.
When I looked up, I found that there was a string of wind chimes made of shells and bamboo hanging on the gate of the courtyard!
The decoration in the house is very elegant, with many landscape calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and a piano is placed in one corner.
The piano is not stained, it is obvious that people often wipe it
"Do you like it?" Qin Feng said so gently, so he rarely spoke.
"I like it! This feels much better than staying in an inn." Xiaoman nodded and said
"Just like it, please sing a song for us."
Xiaoman was in a good mood and decided to give Qin Feng a thin face, so she sat down in front of the piano and plucked the strings.
The sound of "sonoccer" sounded. Although the piano was not decorated at all, it was definitely not a common thing.
Good piano, naturally, you have to match the song. When Xiaoman was thinking about what song to play, the sound of water trucks outside the window floated into her ears. A song [Fireworks March] naturally flowed out from her fingertips.
Xiaoman sang softly:
Hold your palms and face each other in the Yellow Crane Tower
The waves of the Yangtze River send you to Yangzhou
True love accompany you and the spring scenery is for you
Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night in Yangzhou
Is there any good friend like me in Yangzhou City?
Is there anyone in Yangzhou City sharing your worries and worries?
Is there anyone intimate like me in Yangzhou City?
Is there anyone in Yangzhou City with you through thick and thin
Fireworks are endless in March
Jiangnan is endless wine in my dream
Wait until the lonely sail is gone
I realized that missing is always thinner than that of West Lake