Chen Wanyun slowly looked at the four-panel comic on the wall in front of her, and fell deeply into the sad story. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At the end of the last century, in the barren mountains near the sea on the outskirts of Xia Guohz City, an old-school European-style monastery struggled to maintain, the history of this monastery can be traced back to the era of feudal society and the invasion of Western cultural beliefs, enough for hundreds of years, but now the crumbling 5-meter-long cross on the spire of the church is slowly telling the past years.

In winter, less than 10 centimeters of snow were piled up in the church courtyard, and nearly 100 children were playing happily in the snow. But in addition to these children's tattered clothes, many of them look sluggish, and many children are born with missing arms and legs.

A child about six or seven years old, dressed in a cotton coat full of patches, pulled an old monk's arm and shook it: "Mama, Mama, when are my parents coming to pick me up!"

The elderly nun touched the little girl's head lovingly, stroked the snowflakes above her head, and pointed to the pavilion on the hill in the corner of the church with her hand, saying, "Good girl! When winter passes and the new wind blows through the wind pavilion in spring, parents will come to pick up the children and take them home! When the time comes, you have to learn some beautiful singing songs for your parents. ”

The little girl nodded happily and agreed, and ran to play with the children. And the nun looked at the back of the little girl, silently drew a cross on her chest, and confessed to God, although the doctrine lies is the original sin, but for such a child, the reality is too heavy. In this era, the Xia Kingdom had just opened, and many people were lost in the sudden flow of materialism. In this age of economic poverty and spiritual scarcity, it is too difficult to count on well-wishers to adopt these orphans in the church.

Not to mention, many of these orphans are mentally retarded or have serious congenital disabilities or diseases, and the church has struggled to operate in recent years, and fewer and fewer people have come to donate money and materials. The little girl I just asked was different from other orphans, she was in good health and normal intelligence, but she was the orphan who had been in the church for the longest time, she was abandoned by her parents at the door of the church when she was a baby, and she grew up in this church.

The bright and beautiful little girl made everyone in the church love her and treat her as their own. But such a beautiful, well-behaved and healthy child has never been adopted. In this patriarchal era, all healthy little boys were taken away early, and no matter how healthy the girls were, no one cared about them, and there were also a few older girls who were adopted from the church, but later it was found that these girls were all kept as child brides. Since then, the church has also carefully vetted the people who adopt girls.

The chances of the remaining orphans in the church being adopted are very low, and all the nuns know these things, but they can't bear to tell the children about the cruelty of reality, so they can only make up a fairy tale, and whenever a child asks when their parents come to pick them up, the nun will tell them that when the spring breeze blows through the wind pavilion on the hill of the church, and the children sing and pray with God in their hearts, their parents will come to pick you up.

However, although the church has set the greatest adoption meeting in the spring of each year, only a handful of orphans have been adopted. The little girl lived in the church year after year, learning song after song, and the little girl would run to the wind pavilion every spring to sing loudly, but the little girl's moving singing did not bring her parents to take her home.

Every spring, when the little girl sings, she will see the occasional child being picked up by the parents who come to her, and the little girl will sing with envy and anticipation. But year by year, there are more and more children. The number of orphans picked up by the church has slowly risen from nearly 100 to 300. The church is ready to close. The New Deal abroad saved the church.

Many foreign New Policies require that the rich can reduce taxes by doing welfare services, and the adoption of orphans has the highest tax reduction, and the adoption of mentally handicapped and disabled children in poor countries is the highest subsidy.

The little girl watched the children around her cross the ocean in large numbers, and she still had no one to care. The church looks at the current scene is mixed, although the foreign debt has taken this opportunity to repay a lot, but with the development speed after the opening of the Xia country, the Xia country is just around the corner from the world's poor countries, and the orphans of the church will be unable to be adopted again, and what is even more desperate is that the poor people of the Xia country have already decided that as long as there are children with congenital diseases, they will all be thrown to the church.

In recent years, the number of orphans received by the church has also increased year by year. Time is still ticking, and the little girl has become a slim sixteen-year-old girl under the careful care of the church. Over the years, the little girl has read a lot of books and understood a lot of things, and finally understood that the so-called parents are just strangers who come to adopt children.

At this time, the sixteen-year-old girl was past the age of adoption, and the church gave the girl two choices, one was to stay in the church as a nun and the other was to wait until she was eighteen years old to become an adult and leave the church independently. Girls who have never seen the outside world don't know what to choose. The girl just sings there year after year when the spring breeze blows through the wind pavilion.

Although I already knew that no parents would come, singing in the wind pavilion has become a habit for girls, or rather a longing. So at the annual spring adoption meeting, the beautiful girl's pious singing in the wind pavilion became a highlight of the church.

That year, the girl was eighteen years old, and she was about to face the first choice in her life, and the girl who was at a loss sang on the wind pavilion in the spring, and the song she sang was the only foreign language song that the girl knew, the song title, moonlight. There was once a foreigner who liked the girl very much and wanted to adopt her, but the girl was too healthy, and the foreigner did not need a healthy child. Before leaving, the regretful foreigner taught the girl this song called Moonlight.

The girl doesn't understand foreign languages, she just thinks this song is very good, but what the girl didn't know was that the lyrics of this song called Moonlight were so sad.

A foreigner listened to the girl's mournful singing voice, and was shocked and slowly translated the lyrics, "I am a child of God, but I was born in this decaying world, how should I give birth in this place, and why was I born in the world......"

At the adoption meeting of the girl at the age of eighteen, the girl sang this song again in the wind pavilion, and the lyrics of this song also happened to confirm the girl's life.

Outside the church, an extended limousine stopped at the door, and the man from Xia Guo who got out of the car looked to be almost fifty years old, but he was extraordinary, and he showed his rich demeanor in a custom-made suit. The old man of Xia Guo led a foreigner into the church, and the two talked in a foreign language, the foreigner was a businessman who came to Xia Guo to do business, and the old man of Xia Guo was the foreigner's partner in Xia Guo, as soon as the foreigner said that he wanted to adopt orphans and reduce taxes, the man of Xia Guo brought the foreigner to the church on the outskirts of the city, or the orphanage is more appropriate.

There were many people in the church who participated in the adoption meeting, but the old man of Xia Guo did not wait patiently, grabbed a nun, and said unceremoniously: "My foreign partner needs an orphan, who is about five years old, and knows that it is necessary to defecate and urinate, and the child must have poor mobility, and it is best if he can't walk, so as not to lose it." The child must have congenital heart disease or Down syndrome or something, anyway, the normal life expectancy cannot live to the age of 20, and if there are any conditions that are attached to the above, sign the contract directly, and the price is not a problem. Please hurry up and inquire, I am very important for time. ”

When the nun heard such an impertinent request, her brows furrowed, is this to do welfare and show love? This tone of talking about business, this impatient attitude, this is simply the feeling of going to the market to buy animals, is life cheaper than a dog? Although the nuns had known for a long time that these wealthy foreigners had come not for love, but for tax relief, the shameless and ugly businessman in front of them had never seen them.

The nun suppressed her anger and said coldly, "You wait here, I will inform you if there is news." After saying that, the nun ran away without stopping, for fear that the old man in front of her would talk too much and make herself dirty.

The old man of Xia Guo chuckled and said to his foreign partner in a foreign language: "Such a service attitude!" It's definitely not a big business. ”

The foreigner listened and laughed heartily. The old man of the Xia tribe was bored chatting with foreigners, and suddenly heard the sound of singing. Curiously walked to the church square, only to see a young girl singing loudly on the hill pavilion beside him.

The old man's life is also bumpy, and he is only successful in middle age, and everything he missed when he was young is vented on the belly of a young woman, what kind of woman has not tasted it, but the girl singing in the pavilion in front of him gives people a new feeling. So pure, so beautiful, everything on the body exudes the smell of greenness.

The old man licked his lips unconsciously, listened to the girl's moving singing, and looked at her energetic body. Although the girl wore old clothes that had been donated, these did not stop the charm that the girl had developed.

The old man listened to the girl's lyrics and hummed softly in his heart, it's hard to live here! Come with me, no worries about food and clothing!

The old man looked up at the girl singing on the hill, and couldn't help but be stupid, thinking about it, and a hint of a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.