novelaction Chapter 160: Villa Tour
Chapter 160: Villa Tour
As Shen Yu drove the carriage steadily, he slowly walked into the villa with Shen Li, Bai Jin and Shen Qi. The heavy door behind them slowly closed like an old man doing his duty, quietly isolating the noise and chaos of the outside world.
Shen Li raised her eyes slightly and looked into the distance. In an instant, she felt as if she had accidentally stepped into a dreamy pastoral wonderland hidden from this world.
Here, time is like a leisurely stroller, leisurely slowing down its hurried pace. Every inch of land seems to be humming the songs of time, and every scene is like a carefully painted beautiful painting, exuding a unique and touching charm.
It was the hottest time of July, and the scorching sun hung high in the clear blue sky, like a huge sapphire. It was like an incomparably hot and blazing fireball, pouring out endless brilliance, enveloping the whole world in a golden brilliance.
A few wisps of white clouds, as thin as cicada wings and soft as gauze, float leisurely in the sky, just like cotton wool casually sprinkled by a god, or like a group of elves playing freely, adding a bit of agility, playfulness and liveliness to the deep blue sky.
At the entrance of the villa, there is a winding bluestone path, like an ancient giant python that has been sleeping for a long time, slowly passing through the lush grass on both sides, like a green ocean.
Among the grass, those unknown little flowers are like stars, scattered under the green sky.
They are either white as the first falling snow, pure and elegant; or pink as the morning glow, delicate and charming;
Or it may be golden and shining like millet, brilliant and dazzling.
In the gentle breeze that is as soft as silk and as gentle as a lover's caress, they sway slowly, as if dancing or whispering, dreamy and fascinating.
Walking slowly along this poetic and romantic path, the first thing that catches your eye is the group of houses on the right side of the villa, which are scattered and unique in style.
Here, the houses where farmers live and the granaries where grain is stored are nestled together, like a pair of close partners, together constructing a pastoral painting full of rich life atmosphere and simple charm.
Most of the houses are built with a clever mixture of locally sourced stones and fine, warm soil. The craftsmen carefully build thick and solid walls, as if creating an indestructible fortress for the residents.
The wooden doors and windows have gone through the baptism and polishing of the long years. Now they have lost their former youthfulness and sharpness, and instead reveal a simple and deep luster, as if silently telling the stories and legends of the past.
The roof is covered with layers of thick thatch, both new and old. Under the warm sunshine, it looks like a ignited golden flame, emitting a faint warmth that is enough to warm people's hearts.
In front of each house, there is a small and exquisite courtyard. In the courtyard, there are several stone tables and stone benches with simple shapes but charming features, which seem to be quietly waiting for the owner to rest and chat in his spare time.
In the corner of the yard, a well stands quietly. The bricks and stones around the well are covered with moss of years, which looks green and quiet.
In the corner of the yard, some unknown flowers and plants are growing randomly. At this moment, they are dancing with the rhythm of the breeze, as if playing a silent melody of life for this small world.
Next to the houses are granaries that are built extremely solidly and sturdily.
The sturdy and straight wooden pillars, like rows of loyal and fearless guards, stand proudly and steadily support the weight of the warehouse roof. The thick wooden boards are spliced together tightly to form airtight warehouse walls.
It is like a solid line of defense, completely isolating the internal space from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, just to ensure that the extremely precious food can survive every spring, summer, autumn and winter safely, without being affected by moisture or wanton attacks by rats and ants, as if guarding the fruits of farmers' hard work and hope for a year.
As I slowly moved forward, my eyes turned slightly to the left, and what came into view was a tall and majestic courtyard wall.
The courtyard wall is covered with lush vines that cascade down like green waterfalls. They are intertwined and entangled with each other, like a group of close friends, weaving together a natural green barrier, which not only adds a touch of mystery and charm to the world in the courtyard, but also seems to protect it from wind and rain, guarding this tranquility and peace.
The courtyard wall is filled with various kinds of fruit trees, which are arranged neatly and orderly, like a group of heroic soldiers who are being inspected, all of them holding their heads high and looking energetic.
Among them, the most eye-catching are the peach trees with lush branches and leaves that look like a green canopy.
At this time, the peach trees are full of ripe, tempting and mouth-watering peaches. The peaches are round and plump, and the pink skin is just like the shy and delicate face of a girl, so beautiful and lovable.
Some peaches hang heavily on the branches, bending the originally tenacious branches, as if humbly paying tribute to Mother Earth and thanking her for her nourishment and care;
Some are half-hidden among the emerald green leaves that look like they are carved from jade, like playful and cute elves, playing an interesting and surprising game of hide-and-seek with people, making people unable to help but want to explore their traces.
In addition to peach trees, there are many other varieties of fruit trees in the orchard.
The broad, emerald green leaves of the pear trees rustled in the gentle breeze, as if playing a joyful, passionate melody for the peach harvest, and as if expressing their love and attachment to this land;
The branches and leaves of the apple trees are lush and dense. Although it is not yet time to harvest when the fruits are laden and hanging on the branches, the vibrant and green scene is like a flowing painting, adding a different kind of vitality and vigor to the orchard, as if accumulating strength and waiting for its own glorious moment.
Passing through this orchard filled with the fragrance of fruits and resembling a fairy tale world, a flat, open and vast threshing ground suddenly appears before your eyes.
The threshing ground is paved with carefully compacted soil. It covers a very large area and looks like an endless golden ocean at first glance. It sparkles brightly under the sunlight and is large enough to accommodate the large amount of grain harvested by the villa.
At this time, several hardworking, simple, honest and sincere farmers were busy moving around in the threshing ground.
They bent over, their expressions focused and pious, as if performing a sacred ritual, spreading the newly harvested grains evenly on the ground like flowers scattered by fairies, and then letting the scorching sun bake them unreservedly.
From time to time, farmers would pick up the wooden rakes in their hands and turn the grains gently and carefully. Every time they turned the grains, it was as if they were having a silent and affectionate conversation with the land. They used their hands and sweat to ensure that every grain of grain could be fully bathed in the blessings of the sun and receive the baptism of the sun. Their focused expressions seemed as if what they were handling in their hands at the moment were not ordinary grains, but the most precious and rare treasures in the world, and the whole hope and sustenance of their lives.
Beyond the threshing ground, there is a vast expanse of fields in the distance, covering an area of about thirty-four acres.
The fields are divided into regular and orderly small plots by the hardworking and wise farmers, part of which is planted with all kinds of fresh and juicy vegetables that look like they are carved from emerald jade.
The lush green vegetables are like rows of well-trained and disciplined soldiers, arranged in neat rows. Their broad and thick leaves gleam with a glossy and charming luster under the sunlight, as if showing the world the vitality and resilience of life, and proudly announcing their own thriving growth.
The radish leaves are lush and green, half of their bodies peeking out from the fertile soil, just like a group of curious and ignorant children, trying hard to look out at this new and wonderful world, full of desire to explore everything around them;
And there are the beans, whose slender and flexible vines climb up the racks happily like graceful dancers. The beans are like strings of green wind chimes hanging on the vines. Some are already ripe and plump, and the bulging pods seem to be about to burst open at any time, spilling the beans inside, as if they can't wait to show their fruitful results to people.
The rest of the field is planted with large tracts of grains. At this time, the grains have entered a critical period of growth. The tender green seedlings sway gently in the breeze, like a green ocean with layers of waves. The undulating green waves seem to be telling the vitality and hope of the earth, and seem to be singing a hymn to the future harvest.
On the west side of the field is a vast and mysterious mountain forest, which covers an area of about 160 to 170 acres.
There are many kinds of trees in the forest, with different shapes. The tall and straight pine trees are like swords piercing the sky. The evergreen needles sparkle in the sunlight, like gems inlaid by nature, and seem to support a brilliant starry sky for this forest.
The sturdy oak trees stretch out their broad and thick branches like giant green umbrellas, providing a cool and peaceful habitat for the small animals in the forest, allowing them to have their own little peaceful world in this noisy world.
There are also the graceful willow trees, whose slender branches flutter gently in the wind like a girl's hair. They are like the most agile dancers in the mountains and forests, dancing in the breeze, performing a magnificent dance of nature.
Among the mountains and forests, a crystal clear stream, like a silver ribbon, flows gently. The stream hits the stones of various shapes, like natural sculptures, splashing snow-white water and making crisp and pleasant sounds like pearls falling on a jade plate, as if playing a fresh and unworldly landscape music.
There are lush and fresh aquatic plants growing by the stream. They sway gently with the rhythm of the water flow, as if performing an elegant and charming dance in the water, or as if dancing to the music of the stream.
Some small fish swim freely among the water plants. Occasionally, they playfully jump out of the water, splashing circles of tiny and charming ripples, adding a touch of smart and lively atmosphere to the forest, as if giving the entire forest life and soul, making this forest a mysterious world full of vitality and vigor.
Shen Li, Bai Jin, Shen Qi, and Shen Yu walked along the winding path and soon reached the inner edge of the forest. The afterglow of the setting sun had begun to gradually sink to the west, dyeing the sky a brilliant orange-red, casting a dreamy, veil over the entire villa.
Sun Ying took a few quick steps forward and said respectfully, "My lords, it's getting late, and there's no peace in this forest.
Lately, we've heard reports of large wild animals roaming the woods. For your safety, it's best not to go too deep."
His eyes revealed a hint of worry and sincerity, and it was obvious that he was genuinely concerned about everyone's safety.
Upon hearing this, Shen Li raised her head slightly and looked towards the forest. The dense woods seemed even deeper and more mysterious in the twilight. The faint sound of the wind and the rustling of swaying branches seemed like a warning from the forest.
Although she was a little curious, she also knew that what Sun Ying said was true, so she nodded and said, "In that case, let's go back first. Safety is the most important thing."
Bai Jin also agreed. He turned to look at Shen Qi and Shen Yu and said, "Manager Sun is right. Let's not take any risks." Shen Qi and Shen Yu also echoed.
So, the four of them turned around and walked back along the way they had come. Along the way, Shen Li's eyes kept drifting towards the direction of the forest, secretly wondering what secrets and dangers were hidden in the forest. The faint roar of wild beasts seemed to be constantly echoing in the forest behind them, adding a bit of tension and mystery to the quiet evening in the villa.