All he elicited was some rather impatient answers.

"Yes, Daddy," or "No, Daddy," that's it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the firebird sat on the dwarf under the lamp, deeply immersed in the love story of a girl who became a nun after the death of her lover.

At the same time, with tears of appreciation in his eyes, he comfortably imagined what he would look like in a nurse's hat.

As she grinned and embroidered what she called a "dowry box," she wondered if she would be able to daydream at tomorrow's feast.

With the kind of charming feminine beauty that she has unique and clumsy that just lacks, she has been fascinated by the problem of Mengjiao.

Now that Dad knew about her sadness, how could he still talk about Xianshui Fortress and the Southerners like this?

As she had done as a child, she wondered how selfish people could be, ignoring her pain, and that no matter how sad she was, the earth still turned peacefully.

It was as if a whirlwind had just blown in her heart, and it was strange that the dining room in which they were sitting seemed so calm, so unchanged as usual.

The bulky red crystal dining table and the sideboards, the brightly colored old carpet that lay out on the smooth floor, were all in their place.

It's as if nothing had happened.

It's an intimate and cosy restaurant, and I love the tranquility of the family sitting here after dinner.

But tonight she hated it, and, had it not been for the harsh rebuke of her father, she would have slipped away, and slipped through the night light to Anne's little office, where she could have collapsed on the old sofa and wept bitterly

It was one of Clumsy's favorite rooms in the whole house.

There, Anne sat at her high desk every morning writing the accounts of the Sacred Valley Yard and listened to the reports of the overseer, Gollum the Bug.

It's also a place for the whole family to relax.

While Anne was busy brushing through the books, Payne lay down in the old rocking chair, and the girls sat on the sunken couch.

These sofas are too worn out to sit in the front room.

At the moment Clumsy longed to be there, to be alone with Anne, so that she could lay her head on her mother's lap and weep quietly for a while.

Isn't Mom coming back?

Soon there was the rattling of wheels on the gravel road, followed by the sound of Anne sending the coachman away, and she came into the house.

Everyone looked up at her rapidly approaching figure, her skirt swaying to the left, her face looking tired and sad.

She also brought in a faint scent of lemon, which seemed to be emitted from her clothes so often that it was associated with her mother in Dumb's mind.

Wujiao's godmother also entered the dining room a few steps away, holding a leather bag in her hand.

She deliberately kept her voice low to the point where no one could understand her, while maintaining a certain height so that people would know that she was not satisfied anyway.

"I'm sorry to be back so late. Anne said.

She took the shawl off her shoulder and handed it to Ben Ben, touching her cheek as she touched it.

Payne radiated as soon as she entered, as if by magic.

"The doll was baptized?"

"Poor little thing, almsgiving, also died. Anne replied.

"I was worried that the little flea would die, but now I think she'll live. “

The girls all looked at her with a look of surprise on their faces, but Payne shook her head in disbelief.

"Well, yes, it's better that the child is dead, poor daddy-"

"It's not too early, now let's do soul purification,"

Annie interrupted Payne so cleverly, if it weren't for the stupid understanding of her mother very well, no one would have paid attention to her intentions in this move.

Who's the father of the little flea?

But Clumsy knew in his heart that if he waited for his mother to explain, he would never find out the truth.

Clumsy suspected that it was the bug Gollum, for she often saw him walking along the road with the little flea in the early evening light.

Gollum is a southerner and has no wife, and since he is an overseer, he will not be able to participate in social activities in the Linglu blessed land for the rest of his life.

No serious person will hire him as a son-in-law, except for inferior people like flesh, and no one will be willing to associate with him.

Since he was a head above the people of the Flesh family in terms of education, he naturally did not want to marry Little Flea, although he might as well walk with her often in the twilight.

Clumsy sighed, for her curiosity was too great.

Things often happened right under her mother's nose, but she never noticed, as if it hadn't happened at all.

Anne was always dismissive of what she thought was wrong, and tried to teach Stupid to do the same, but to no avail.

Anne walked to the fireplace, trying to get the rosary from the little intarsia box.

At this time, Wujiao's godmother said loudly and resolutely:

"Miss Anne, you'd better eat something before you pray!"

"Thank you, Godmother Wujiao, but I'm not hungry. ”

"You're going to eat, I'll get you dinner," said Wujiao's godmother.

She frowned in annoyance, and walked out of the dining room to the kitchen, shouting along the way, "Baby's corner, tell the cook to poke the fire."

Miss Anne is back. ”

The floor shook beneath her feet, and her chatter in the antechamber grew louder and louder, so loud that the whole family in the dining room could hear it clearly.

"There's no point in doing things to those nasty insects.

I've said it many times, they're all lazy and don't know what to do. Miss Anne could not afford to toil in the service of these people.

They really deserve to be served, why didn't they buy a few glow-in-the-dark people to summon them. I also said—"

Her voice followed her all the way through the long, canopy-slip village road, which was the only way to the kitchen.

Wujiao's godmother always has her own way of letting her masters know what her attitude is towards all kinds of things.

Even as she muttered alone, she knew that it would be a loss of identity to call a high-grade insect spirit person to pay attention to a luminous person.

She knew that in order to maintain that dignity, they would have to ignore what she had said, even if they stood in the next room and shouted loudly.

This would ensure that she would not be blamed, and at the same time make it clear to anyone what she was thinking on every issue.

Cape Babe came in with a plate, a pair of knives and forks, and a napkin.

He was followed by Little Sparrow, a ten-year-old "luminous man" boy.

The little boy busied the buttons of his white shirt with one hand, and with the other he took a whisk, which was made of thin strips of newspaper tied to a reed stalk taller than his own.

Anne had a beautiful peacock feather fly repellent that was only used on special occasions, and since Cape Bebe, the cook, and the godmother of the black dragon all believed that peacock feathers were unlucky, it came in handy after a family struggle.

Anne sat down on the chair Payne had handed him, when the four voices came together to attack him.

"Mom, the lace of my new dance dress has fallen off, and I have to wear it tomorrow night when I go to the Twelve Spirit Tree Village.

Can you please nail it for me?"

"Mom, the clumsy new dance dress is prettier than mine.

I wore that pink one so ugly. Why can't she wear my pink clothes and let me wear the green ones? She looks good in powder. ”

"Mom, I'm going to wait until the dance party tomorrow night, I'm 13 now—"

"You don't believe me, Lady Anne—girls, don't make a noise, I'm going to get a whip!"

Cuttlefish, drooling and saying to me in Fengyun Valley this morning - will you be quiet?

I couldn't even hear my own voice - he said that they were having a lot of trouble there, and everyone was talking about the Holy War, the militia training, and the organization of the army.

He also said that there was news from the Spirit Rat Mound that they would no longer tolerate the bullying of the Southerners. “

Anne only smiled at the uproar, but as a wife, she had to say a few words to her husband first.

"If all the gentlemen over there at the 'Spirit Mouse' think so, then I'm sure we'll all see it that way soon," she said.

Because she has a deep-rooted belief that most of the superior people in the entire continent can be found in that small harbor city, except for the Heart of the Spirit Spring, and this belief is also shared by most of the Spirit Rat Tomb people.

"No, Firebird, my dear, let's talk about it next year.

Next year you can stay at the prom and dress up in adult clothes, and how glorious my little beauty will be!

Stop pouting, dear.

You can go to the whole animal picnic, keep that in mind, and stay until dinner. As for the prom, you must be 14 years old. ”

"Give me your clothes.

Stupid, I'll sew the lace for you when I'm done praying. ”

"Golden Pupil, I don't like your tone, my dear.

Your pink dance dress looks pretty and matches your skin tone, just like the one that Dumb matched hers.

However, you can wear my emerald red necklace tomorrow night. “

Golden Eyes shrugged her smirk at her mother's back, because her sister was about to beg for the necklace.

Clumsy stuck out his tongue at her helplessly.

Jin Tong'er is a sister who likes to complain and is so selfish that people are annoying, if it weren't for Anne's strict control, I don't know how many times I would have slapped her stupidly.

"Mr. Piaoxiang, it's okay.

Now tell me what Mr. Blonde has said about the Mouse Mound," said Anne.

Stupid knew that Mom didn't care about human and demon jihad and politics at all, and thought it was a man's business, and no woman was happy to hurt this brain.

But Payne was happy to shine his point of view.

And Anne was always serious about her husband's pleasures.

Payne was releasing his news when the godmother pushed several plates in front of the hostess.

It contains burnt biscuits, deep-fried chicken breasts, and a sliced steaming golden sweet potato with melted gold oil dripping on top.

The godmother of Wujiao twisted the little sparrow for a moment, and then he hurriedly walked behind Anne and slowly shook the note back and forth.

Wujiao's godmother stood at the table, watching the forks of food come from the plate to Anne's mouth.

It was as if she was going to force the food down Anne's throat whenever she noticed a sign of hesitation.

Anne tried to eat, but Clumsy could tell that she didn't know what she was eating.

She was so tired that she was just forced to do so by the inaccommodating face of Wujiao's godmother.

The plate was empty, but Payne was only halfway there, and as he criticized the Southerners who wanted to free the Night Servants and didn't pay any price, Anne stood up.

"Shall we pray?" he asked reluctantly.

"Yes. It's so late—it's ten o'clock, you see," the clock struck the hour with a muffled cough.

The firebird should have gone to bed a long time ago.

Please put the lights down. Bei Bei Jiao, and my "Pure Soul Book", Wujiao's godmother. ”

Wujiao's godmother whispered a command in Shapo's voice.

The little sparrow put the fly repellent in the corner of the house, and began to clean up the cups and plates on the table, and the godmother of Wujiao also went to the cupboard drawer to touch Anne's worn-out "Soul Purification Book".

Babe tiptoed to turn on the light, and he grabbed the brass ring on the chain and slowly lowered the light until the table was bright and the ceiling was dark.

Anne spread out her skirt and knelt on the floor, then placed the open Book of Pure Souls on the table in front of her, and rested her hands on it.

Payne knelt beside her, and Clumsy and Golden Pupil knelt across the table, folding their wide petticoats under their knees so that they wouldn't be more uncomfortable when they hit the floor.

The firebird was too young to kneel at the table, so he knelt down in front of a chair with his elbows resting on it.

She liked the position, because she rarely dozed off during each sewing of the soul, and this position was not easy for her mother to notice.

The holy servants of the house crowded into the hall and knelt in the doorway.

Wujiao's godmother fell to the ground with a loud money pot, Bei Beijiao's waist and back were straight as if they were very straight, and Ah Yue and Ah Shui, the two female holy maids, put on beautiful printed skirts and had a beautiful kneeling posture.

The cook wore a snow-white headscarf, which made her face even more yellow and thin.

The little sparrow was sleepy and stupid, but in order to avoid the fingers that often twisted him from the godmother, he did not forget to stay away from her as far away as possible.

Their glow-in-the-dark eyes glowed with anticipation, because it was a major event of the day to cleanse souls with the masters of the insect spirits.

As for the ancient and vivid sentences in the Pure Soul text with oriental imagery, they do not have much meaning to them, but they can give them all kinds of satisfaction in their hearts.

Therefore, when they say "O Lord, have mercy on us" and "O God, have mercy on us", they always sway as if they were extremely moved.

Anne closed her eyes and began to pray, her voice high and low like hypnotic and soothing.

As she thanked God for the health and happiness of her family members and the glow-in-the-dark people, everyone in the dim light lowered their heads.

Then she cleansed the souls of her parents, her sisters, the three babies who had died, and all the souls of the "Cleansing House," and then began to recite the Soul Purifying Lily Sutra while holding the rosary with her slender fingers.

Like a breeze, all the luminous and insect spirits sang a chant of answer in their throats: (To be continued.) )