(ps: At the beginning of the chapter, I routinely ask for votes, ask for collection, thank you for the sword in your chest, Brother Axian for the reward of the two friends, it is precisely because of your support that the fish head has the motivation to move forward.) ）

The Mass is drawing to a close.

When Qin Zhiyuan came out, he saw Pierre and Julie selling chocolates in front of the church.

The two of them were each holding a box containing some chocolates, which were being sold for a franc each. This is a traditional program of the church, and the proceeds from the sale will be donated to the church, similar to the "merit box" in the temple.

Seeing the chocolate, Qin Zhiyuan remembered the peace fruit that was once very popular in China.

In another time and space, I don't know when it began, the festival of foreigners shined and became another support to promote consumption. The most obvious representatives, one is the rose for Valentine's Day, and the other is the peace fruit for Christmas Eve.

Giving roses on Valentine's Day can still be justified, and giving peace fruits on Christmas Eve is purely far-fetched. The "Ping An Fruit" thing, which is a thing created by Chinese profiteers out of thin air, was originally intended to use the homonym of "apple" to symbolize Christmas Eve, and some people actually said that this is a foreigner's custom. It's really laughing out of the teeth, apples have nothing to do with English and peaceful English at all, from pronunciation to word composition.

Qin Zhiyuan is a local tyrant, and Pierre immediately came over to ask for help when he saw Qin Zhiyuan: "Qin, buy a few chocolates, this will make you and your family safe." ”

Pierre didn't know Qin Zhiyuan's family situation, it seems that Anne is still very kind, even if she knows Qin Zhiyuan's family situation, she doesn't talk nonsense, of course, this may also have something to do with Pierre's lack of seeing people all day long.

"You're such an idiot!" Julie came over and scolded her brother.

As the youngest daughter in the family, Julie's attitude towards Pierre was not much better than that towards Napoleon.

"What's wrong with me? Who is going to buy these expensive and unpalatable chocolates, and if we can't sell them soon, when will we be able to go back for dinner? I'm starving! Pierre cried out.

Pierre has become accustomed to Julie's "offenses", and it seems that in the process of growing up, he must have been bullied by Julie. Perhaps, every brother who has a sister is like this.

Qin Zhiyuan asked about the situation, and then generously contributed: "Okay, I'll buy them all." ”

"Great, I knew you were a generous man." Pierre smiled.

"Have you finished eating?" Julie was curious.

"Why eat it, someone needs these things more." Qin Zhiyuan handed the dog leash in his hand to Pierre, picked up Pierre's box and walked across the street.

The church where Foch's family came seemed to be of a relatively high status, only some high-ranking people could come, and few ordinary civilians came, just across the street, a few ragged children were watching with curious and longing eyes. It's an extraordinary time, and the chocolates in the boxes in Qin Zhiyuan and Julie's arms may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of Qin Zhiyuan and Julie, but for those children, it's enough for them to have a happy Christmas, even if it's just to look at ......

All beings are equal before God?

Don't fool the ghosts!

Seeing Qin Zhiyuan coming, the children scattered and fled, Qin Zhiyuan opened his mouth to greet: "Little guys, don't run, come here!" ”

There was a little girl who ran slower and accidentally fell and cried. She was dressed too bloated, and the cotton clothes on her body were made of old clothes, which looked a little big, perhaps worn by her brothers. The shoes on my feet were opened, and although they were tied together with a rope, I could still feel the air leaking, and it looked very cold. It was snowing all the time, but the poor boy didn't even have a hat, just a turban covered with frost. There was frostbite on the dirty little face, and the wound on the black and thin little hand was frozen, and the bones were visible in black and red.

"Oh my God!" As soon as Julie squatted down, she covered her mouth and exclaimed, and tears immediately burst out of her eyes.

"We have no offense, sir." The children did not run far, they wanted to come back to help the little girl, but they did not dare to go in, but they could not abandon their companions, so they could only stand not far away and shout.

"Come here, I don't mean to blame you." Qin Zhiyuan took out a chocolate and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.

The little girl's crying stopped abruptly, looking at Qin Zhiyuan's eyes full of curiosity and intimacy, with tears on her face, her happy and innocent smile bloomed irrepressibly. The little girl looked at the chocolate in her hand, put it to her mouth and licked it with her little pink tongue, and suddenly let out a cheerful cheer, struggled to get up and stumbled towards her friends.

"Sweet!"

This childish immaturity, almost surprising happiness, made Julie's heart throb for a while.

"Qin ......" Julie's love instantly flooded.

"Everything has me!" Qin Zhiyuan patted Julie's hand and replied in a voice full of firmness and stability.

The little girl ran to the children, broke the chocolate in her hand into several pieces, and divided them among the children.

"Is this chocolate?"

"It's really sweet!"

"I've eaten it, and I know what it tastes like!"

The little ones gossiped.

"There's still one here, little ones." Qin Zhiyuan picked up the box and signaled.

A few children looked at this side with longing and expectation, thinking about it but not daring.

That little girl may have dealt with Qin Zhiyuan and came over tentatively.

"Here you go, dear, what's your name?" Julie squatted down, took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to the little girl, taking out a handkerchief to wipe the little girl's dirty little face.

"My name is ...... Girardin. Girardin was a little hesitant, but in Qin Zhiyuan's encouraging gaze, he still mustered up his courage.

Girardin is a German name that means a powerful spear. Thinking of the ongoing war, it is not difficult to speculate about what happened to the little one.

"I beg your pardon, sir, that Giraldine did not mean to offend." A slightly taller-looking boy came over.

To say that it is tall is just to be tall. The child was emaciated, with sunken eyes, yellow hair, chapped lips, and large frostbite on his cheeks. The clothes on his body were all adult clothes, and the sleeves and trouser legs were tied with rope, and he looked almost ridiculously bloated. Although his clothes were ragged, the child tried his best to straighten his spine, and his fear could be heard from the trembling voice, but he still stood firmly in front of Qin Zhiyuan, trying to maintain his almost collapsed mood.

"What is your name, young man?" Qin Zhiyuan squatted down, put his gaze at the same height as the little boy, and tried to make his voice thick and gentle.

"Heyman Herbert." Although Heyman's two hands hung down at his side, his fingers were unconsciously pinching the corners of his clothes, showing his extreme uneasiness.

The name Heyman is derived from the Hebrew language, which is the language of the Jews.

Herbert means famous warrior in German.

Another innocent victim of war!