"Afu, let's go see the beautiful scenery of Changfeng Village." Cheng Fang made the decision immediately.

Ah Fu, all smiles, followed behind, carrying his writing implements.

Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi could not hide their joy; they hadn't expected to succeed so easily.

“Then this way, Young Master Cheng, I’ll take you there,” Cheng Taotao gestured.

She has a certain charm, and every gesture and expression is pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Zhizhi, on the other hand, had a more innocent look and was wearing a soft white gauze dress with dark hair hanging down like a waterfall, which was held up by a silver hairpin.

This outfit was specially bought by Cheng Zhizhi from a clothing store in the city when she came.

It cost my family thirty or forty coins.

The two sisters each have their own unique beauty, and they are equally beautiful.

With a beautiful woman offering to keep him company, Cheng Fang had no reason to refuse.

Wanting to show off, and also because Cheng Fang's legs were indeed a bit tired, he suggested, "Ladies, I have a carriage here. If you don't mind, let's get in and go."

Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi's eyes lit up. They didn't mind, of course they didn't mind.

They were eager to ride in a horse-drawn carriage.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Young Master Cheng," Cheng Taotao said in thanks.

“We all share the surname Cheng, so we’re family. There’s no need for thanks.” Cheng Fang stepped forward and helped Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi into the carriage.

The carriage was quite spacious, with a plush carpet on the floor that felt soft underfoot.

Cheng Fang lowered the carriage curtain. "Afu, get going."

"Alright!" Afu got into the carriage, brandishing his braid and whipping it against the horse's rump.

With a neigh, the horse charged off.

It was the first time Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi had ridden in a horse-drawn carriage, and neither of them was prepared at all.

With two loud cries of "Ouch!", they all rushed towards the opposite side.

Cheng Fang happened to be sitting opposite the two girls and was bumped right into.

Cheng Fang was secretly pleased with himself, but feigned concern, "Are the two young ladies alright? Look at Afu, he's so clumsy in everything he does..."

Cheng Taotao was alright; after all, she was married. Although she felt a little awkward, she quickly regained her composure.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, I wasn't sitting properly."

Cheng Taotao was helped up by Cheng Fang, and she quickly sat up and helped her younger sister.

Cheng Zhizhi was still a young, unmarried woman, and she was rather shy. At that moment, her fair face turned bright red with embarrassment.

Taking a horse-drawn carriage is definitely faster. Cheng Taotao explained the route, and they arrived in just a short while.

Afro reined in his horse, "Whoa..."

The carriage gradually came to a smooth stop, and Cheng Zhizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a warm feeling in the carriage that made her feel very uncomfortable.

Cheng Fang got out of the car first, and just like when they arrived, he stood below and helped Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi out of the car.

Cheng Taotao tugged at her red jacket before extending her hand.

This is the largest and longest river in Changfeng Village. Because it is late autumn, villagers rarely go up the mountain.

So right now, there's not a single person to be seen nearby.

Cheng Fang walked ahead first, and a gust of cold wind blew by, causing him to sneeze.

“A-Qiu…”

As soon as the beating was finished, a pink handkerchief was handed to Cheng Fang.

"Young Master Cheng, it's cold in our countryside. You're dressed too lightly. Remember to wear more next time you come."

Cheng Fang accepted the handkerchief without any hesitation.

Just as Cheng Taotao had said, there were large patches of reeds along the riverbank.

The autumn wind blows, and the reeds sway.

Cheng ran a few steps forward and found an excellent spot. From here, he could see the best view.

He nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad, Changfeng Village is really a good place."

When he returns to the city this time, he will definitely invite a few friends to come again and enjoy the view together.

Such a beautiful view made Cheng Fang's hands itch with desire.

To be honest, although he wasn't good at studying, he was quite good at painting.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fang called Afu over.

"Afu, bring me a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. This young master wants to paint."

Afu knew Cheng Fang's habits inside and out.

The conditions were rudimentary; they could only use the footstool from the carriage to lay down paper, and the water for grinding was taken from the river.

Afu was grinding the powder, and Cheng Zhizhi was watching closely.

Cheng Fang held a pen in his hand, looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, and sketched it in the air. He frowned and tapped his head.

By the time Afu had finished grinding the ink, Cheng Fang had almost finished conceiving the idea in his mind.

One person paints, while three others watch.

It was the first time in their lives that Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi had ever seen someone paint, and they watched with amazement and rapt attention.

Cheng Fang takes an hour to complete this painting.

He was very pleased with himself, and the more he painted, the more satisfied he became, as if painting only one picture was not enough.

Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi could watch for half an hour, but their patience ran out as the time went on.

They couldn't read a single word, so how could they understand something as elegant as painting?

So the two of them were getting a little anxious. It was so cold outside, and they weren't wearing many layers.

Finally, Cheng Fang put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand and picked up his painting.

"It's done! Beautiful! Wonderful!"

Cheng Taotao and Cheng Zhizhi looked over at the same time. It was just a few reeds growing by the river.

Can this painting even be as beautiful as the real thing? Anyway, the two of them couldn't figure it out.

"Young master, your painting is truly excellent. Why don't you give this painting to me?" Afu said flatteringly.

In the past, whenever the young master painted a picture, it was always given to him as a reward.

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