Chapter 332: Forest Villa

The grassy hillside was bathed in sunlight, Luna covered her eyes with her hands, and watched a black and gold monarch butterfly flying towards a cluster of pink geraniums.
Suddenly, a small and cute camera about the size of a palm appeared in front of Luna.
Luna looked up, Alan was looking at her with a smile, and the camera was lying quietly on his hand.
Luna stared at Alan with big light silver eyes, smiled suddenly, took the camera, and played with it in her hands.
This camera is made of plastic material except for the back cover, but it is heavy and solid in the hand, and the overall workmanship is very fine, without any loose plastic feeling.
"This is an Olympus XA2 film camera. The shutter button has almost no key travel. It can be fired with a light touch, and the sound is extremely small. It is quite suitable for capturing and sneaking pictures of magical creatures. I have modified it. Now, it and Our wizard’s camera can take dynamic photos, but its performance is much better."
Allen walked over and introduced Luna to the camera's functions.
On the next trip, Luna is like a little fairy in the forest who does paparazzi work... Holding this small camera, she shuttles through the forest, capturing the whereabouts of various animals and birds in the forest. Her posture, and from time to time secretly took pictures of the shaking of Hermione's tousled hair at different angles-this made Miss Know-it-all a little crazy.
Under the leadership of Mr. Harris, everyone walked through a large virgin forest composed of pine and fir trees. Many unknown animals were howling around and insects sang around.
However, these sounds seem to be wonderful music to everyone in a happy mood.
Except for one person, that is Daisy.
She lifted the skirt carefully, and bowed her head to avoid the low branches and the thick vines that protruded between the trees.
It can be seen that sometimes, when you care too much about one thing, you miss a more meaningful and valuable scenery.
When Owen announced her arrival, Daisy finally breathed a sigh of relief, her white dress was kept!
The house presented to everyone is extremely weird, with a high, pointed roof piercing the sky, overlooking the surrounding trees and lawn.
This wooden house is very magnificent and slightly old.
The weirdest thing is that the whole house has been painted pink—bright pink.
There are brightly colored shutters on the windows, but no color matches.
The house is rather dilapidated, and the boards on the front porch are almost falling off.
There was even a hole in the porch.
Alan walked over, drew out his wand, and repaired them easily.
"Dad, are you sure this is our house?"
Staring blankly at this very uniquely shaped house, Lun's heart was extremely shocked. He felt as if his throat had been stuffed into a huge ostrich egg, choking uncomfortably-thinking that this might be from his father's handwriting. He is even more uncomfortable...
"Actually, if you look carefully, it's still very artistic. Who made this villa was your grand aunt Laila Harris! She was unmarried all her life and had an unusual temperament. Oh, no, she pursued art and the ultimate beauty." Owen's expression was a bit trance at first, but he noticed his son's gaze and immediately began to explain, "What is your look! This is not how I painted it!"
"Why don't you remodel it? Even if you just change it to a different color?" Lun also looked disgusted. He prefers a more stable style. In fact, he should be regarded as the most old-fashioned person in the family.
"Her last wish is to make this building stay in the world forever, and it cannot be changed. Because this is the pinnacle of her artistic creation and absolutely cannot be changed." Irving was also helpless, "Whoever changes this building will lose the right to inheritance. deprivation."
Knowing that it had nothing to do with his father, Allen took a leisurely look at the various art sculptures left by the grandmother on the lawn. He felt that this grandmother was not only a person pursuing art, but perhaps also a powerful person. wizard.
Because so many years have passed, these sculptures on the lawn still have magical fluctuations.
Emily really likes these lifelike sculptures: squirrels with huge tails, kissing angels, pink rabbits with long beards, green bugs with black hats, a large group of white geese with red eyes...
Hundreds of decorations were scattered in the yard, all the way up to the stairs of the porch, and then placed in the house, filling the ground floor of the house.
"It seems that we have a lot to do!" Morgan Le Fayy's gaze swept across a dusty, shabby wooden cabinet, and his gaze focused on the heavy curtain.
She could imagine what kind of creatures would be hidden behind the curtain. For example-Hu Meizi or Bogut.
Allen called out Maggie. The house elves, who can cast spells without a wand, are very good at handling housework. Of course, other people are not idle, after all, they are not the kind of people who pay too much attention to identity at home. With the concerted efforts of everyone in the family that let the house elves do their work, this old villa quickly got a new look.
After a satisfying meal, all the tired people fell asleep.
Perhaps because of the dense forest and the fresh air, everyone rested well and got up early the next day.
Early in the morning, Allen opened the window and looked into the distance. There were dense woods everywhere, layered on top of each other, forming a dark green ocean.
Take a deep breath, the air is fresh and pleasant.
It was not just Allen who got up early. When he went downstairs, Morgan Le Fay had already prepared breakfast for his family~EbookFREE.me~ Soon, everyone came to the restaurant one after another.
"Dad, Oak Town, when shall we leave?" Emily looked forward to it most.
"After you drank this glass of milk." Owen looked at the youngest daughter lovingly.
When they entered the Oak Town, Emily regretted that she had drunk the milk so happily at the time. Without him, the food in Oak Town was too much!
"This shop was open when I was a kid. If I want to eat the most authentic food, this is the best choice." Irving couldn't wait to enter a weird-looking tavern.
"Bubble Pub!" Allen said aloud.
In addition to these large characters, the plaque was also painted with a funny cartoon image next to it, which looked like a large group of purple grape bubble gum.
It wears a golden crown on its head and smiles.
"What is that?" Emily asked Alan.
Alan couldn't understand either, and shook his head.
"This is Bubble King, the mascot of our tavern." A yellow-haired clerk suddenly appeared in front of them, his blue eyes shining in the sun.
"Very interesting." Emily tilted her head in praise.
This seemed to make the clerk very happy and greeted them enthusiastically.
Mr. Harris has expertly ordered a lot of food, such as black forest cherry cake, soup dumplings, sour giblets, fried meat with fried mashed potato balls, bibris cais cooked with curd and other spices... …
The clerk held a large amount of food on the round table with a smile.
"This noodle cooked in boiling water looks very simple, but it is delicious when served with onion roast, lentils and long sausage!" Irving took the lead in serving Emily a small bowl of noodles.