Song Wu and Song Hu had never been to Wenjun Villa. At this time, they heard the Villa without realizing it.

The pavilions and towers, rockery and strange rocks are arranged in a staggered manner, almost every step is the scenery.

Look at the pavilion, facing the lake. In the future, if the lotus flowers bloom in the lake and open the windows of the pavilion, you can see the green lotus standing tall in the lake, smelling the fragrance of lotus flowers, seeing the green willows rising slightly, and the koi are disturbing the clear waves. It is such a beautiful scenery!

The most important thing is these houses. The houses are swallow tails and bi-ear buildings made of white stone, red bricks and red tiles. There are either reliefs inlaid under the eaves or pictures of blessings, wealth, summer, and safety. They are all filled with a strong style of farmhouses in southern Fujian, just like the old home.

Song Wu and Song Hu remembered that their home was like this before, but after building a building, all of this was gone. Without the old days, the old flavor, even the human touch became weak.

Compared to before, I don’t know whether this society has made progress or regressed.

It is said to be progress, but the gap between people is getting deeper and deeper. In the past, family, friendship, and love seem to be worthless in the society full of various **s. It is said to be regression, cities become more and more beautiful, houses are getting more and more beautiful, roads are getting wider and technology is becoming more and more developed.

In the past, the village used kerosene to light lamps, but now there are electric lamps; in the past, firewood, now use electricity and gas; in the past, ten families may not have a TV, but now TV is no longer a rare thing. When I want to watch it, there are not only TVs, but also mobile phones and computers. In the past, some families were not full and could not wear warm clothes. Now, as long as you work a little, you can have enough food and clothing for three meals and enough food and clothing.

But even so, many people don’t feel happy, but instead feel empty, and even feel that this society is becoming more and more degenerate and has lost its innocence when it was young.

This makes people feel helpless, but it is also realistic.

After a walk in Wenjun Villa, the three of them went down the mountain.

At this time, the sky became more and more gloomy. Song Wu and Song Hu were worried about heavy rain. They planned to go back. It happened that Song Yuanzhi and Song Yuanshan were leaving, so they left together.

The weather was cold and there was nothing to do, so Song Wen pulled Xiaojun back to his room, not knowing what he was doing.

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When she woke up in the morning, Song Wen found that the sun actually appeared in the sky. The weather was clear, the sky was blue and cloudless. She couldn't help but be amazed, you must know that yesterday was still dark and extremely dark.

In early spring, it is sometimes clear and sometimes dark. Sometimes it rains and sometimes winds, and it is like a woman's heart and a child's face, which is extremely unpredictable.

Seeing that the weather was good, Song Wen packed up his things and planned to go into the mountain to find some old trees to plant in Wenjun Villa. Of course, the name of the outside world is to go into the mountain and take a walk, otherwise it would be strange if he told his family to go into the mountain to dig trees.

Put the tidy things into your backpack, Song Wen put his back on his shoulder and walked out of the door.

Xiaojun sent him to the door and told him to be careful. Song Wen nodded repeatedly, then got fucked with her before walking into the mountains.

This time he brought a satellite phone, and he was not afraid of no signal in the mountains and could not communicate.

After walking out of his own bamboo forest, passing through the Dajian Mountain range, seeing that there was no one around, Song Wen put his backpack into Ruyi Fan, released the horse and the crane, and then rode the horse forward.

Now the horse is very tall, and it is fat and strong in the Ruyi fan. Its shoulder height alone is about the same size as Song Wen's head. The spiral marks on the body become brighter and brighter, even the thick dark hair cannot be hidden. The four sharp claws like tiger claws clasped on the ground, revealing a fierce aura. The two fangs growing from the corner of the mouth set off the horn on the head, making it look more and more ferocious.

This guy used to be like a horse, but now he has left the ranks of docile and cute horses, no different from wild animals.

No wonder the ancient books say that it can eat tigers and leopards. It would be strange if it can't eat such a big figure and such sharp minions.

He suddenly remembered when he first met his mother in the mountains. He remembered that his mother was fighting with a tiger and a big black bear, and it was so fierce. The so-called "A mother likes her, she has a son like her." It was not that bad for her son.

Xiaohe, a red-crowned crane that grew up with him since childhood, is now very big, with wings spreading three or four meters long and a head two meters high.

Unfortunately, this guy is too small to bear the weight, otherwise he would have wanted to ride it to the sky and see what it feels like to ride a crane and fly to the sky in Taoist books.

The wind was flying, and green trees and weeds kept flying past.

The horse ran on the ground and the crane flew in the sky, which made him feel like the rich children in ancient times.

After a while, he arrived at the place where he used to pick up acorns. He stopped here, found a few tall oak trees with good looks and put them in the Ruyi Fan, and then planted them in Wenjun Villa. Then he collected some small oak trees and planted a small oak forest in the Ruyi Fan. In this way, he would not have to always run here to pick up acorns in the future.

He collected another one, so tired that he was panting and had no strength.

These trees depend on him to use his energy to collect them, which cost him a lot of energy and energy. If he hadn't taken out ginseng from time to time to replenish his vitality, he would have probably fallen down long ago.

I couldn't stand it, so Song Wen sat down on the stone under an oak tree to rest.

Xiaohe and Pima have been staying in Ruyi Fan recently and haven't come out for a long time. I just saw him harvesting trees, so I ran to play. I don't know where to go now. He was too lazy to care about it, so he took out some mountain fruits like small green apples from Ruyi Fan and ate them. This kind of fruit that looks like small green apples is crispy when bitten, delicious, juicy, and very delicious.

"Hmm, hum, hum..."

While eating the fruit, I suddenly heard a sound coming from the other end of the woods, a bit like a pig's cry.

Song Wen was curious and walked over quietly. He was afraid that it would be a beast, so he walked carefully.

When I walked closer, I saw a wild boar arching against the soft ground under the oak tree. I didn't know what delicious food was coming, eating with relish and saliva flowed.

Ants, centipedes, insects?

Song Wen thought strangely, the distance was a bit far away and could not see what the wild boar was eating. He was so devoted that he felt a little mentally recovered, so he took out the bronze mirror and looked towards the wild boar. In an instant, the wild boar appeared in the bronze mirror. The wild boar kept arching the leaves under the oak tree and covered with his nose, and the ground was covered with moss. After a while, he saw it arching out a black thing from the ground and eating it.

Now Song Wen was curious. What made it so devoted that he didn't even notice it when he got in front of him?

After thinking for a while, I suddenly noticed it.

After resting for a while, his spirit recovered a little, and he pointed the brass mirror at the wild boar. With a thought, he put the wild boar into Ruyi Fan.

Although his mental power is much stronger than before, he still has to rely on a bronze mirror to collect things from a distance.

After collecting many oak trees, he was exhausted. It took a lot of energy to collect wild boars and felt his head buzzing and his body became weak. He quickly took out another ginseng from Ruyi Fan and took a bite, and then sat on the ground to recover his energy and strength.

After a while, I felt almost recovering and stood up and walked towards the ground where the wild boar was arching.
Chapter completed!