"He who has no wife can devote himself to the Lord, but to please the Lord; Those who have wives pay attention to the things of the world and want to please their wives. If I could pay more attention, I would have heard these voices, and I would have been able to "emasculate myself for the kingdom of heaven" and be more honored to wait for your embrace.

- Augustine (Roman Empire Catholic thinker, saint and teacher)

The laughter and laughter in the village are just a part of the lives of these village people, and Oscar's embarrassment is an episode that makes everyone laugh; When the children who received the gifts returned home with their parents smiling like silver bells, Oscar and Mary were led by a kind uncle to their so-called distant uncle's house.

It is a typical Sardinian-style country house, made of pure wood; There was not much furniture or decoration in the cottage, and all that caught Oscar's eye was a simple wooden table and a few stools. In addition to this humble living room, there are rooms on the left and right; On the left is a small bedroom, and on the right is a kitchen--storage room.

Oscar has never lived in such a small house in two worlds, and the total area is estimated to be less than fifty square meters; Mary, however, was so attached to the little cabin that she seemed to caress the table and the walls. Looking at Mary, who was fascinated, Oscar had to send his enthusiastic uncle out of the cabin by himself; Then return to the chalet to continue the tour with Mary.

The small room is of course a small bedroom, which is small enough to accommodate a bed for two people; Other than that, there is nothing else. The kitchen on the right is more disorganized, with all the kitchen utensils and stoves crammed into the south side of the house, and some farming tools used for farming on the north side.

The whole chalet is bland inside and out, and the only thing to praise is probably that the hut is built on the water, with a meandering river at the back of the hut. Clear and bright. Of course, Oscar's mind at this time is not here; Since this wooden house only has one bedroom, how do you sleep at night? Thinking of this, Oscar smiled wickedly.

Mary, who was beside her, seemed to see through Oscar's thoughts, and suddenly said, "Oscar, your saliva is flowing out." Oscar hurriedly panicked and tried to wipe his saliva away. only to find that there was nothing at the corner of his mouth; Seeing the look on Mary's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Oscar could only scratch his head in embarrassment.

Oscar and Mary had breakfast before setting off in the morning, but it was already early afternoon, and their stomachs were inevitably hungry; But this farmer's kitchen has nothing, not even wheat, so what should he eat? Oscar, who has never had this kind of life experience, naturally doesn't understand anything, but Mary, who grew up like this, is familiar with the road.

To the left of the house is the family's vegetable garden, which grows vegetables that Oscar can't name; Mary first picked some vegetables from this garden. Then he found rice noodles in an inconspicuous jar in the kitchen, and Mary began to punch in the kitchen, and Oscar was left out of the house by Mary.

Oscar, who was idle alone, saw some children in the village fishing in the river in the afternoon, so he walked by himself; Oscar found that the fishing gear used by the children was simply the same fishing gear he had seen in the past, but a simple fishing gear made by the village children themselves, and the largest fish they could catch was only a small fish the size of their fingers.

However, such rudimentary fishing gear still managed to attract Oscar's attention; Oscar eventually traded a Roman version of Snow White's story for one of the children's best fishing rods. Just when Oscar was about to go home with a fishing rod and was ready to go home. He saw Mary standing behind him with a smile on her face, looking at her.

Oscar thought it was Mary's mockery of the children's fishing rod, so he quickly explained, "I didn't cheat this fishing rod." I bought it for a story! Mary didn't care about Oscar's explanation, but just smiled and asked, "Don't you tell me that the story of Snow White you told me is the true history of your Romans, and you can't make it up yourself, right?" ”

Mary is challenging Oscar's cognition, and Oscar still doesn't believe that there is a story of Snow White in this world; Therefore, Oscar immediately "confessed" that the story was his own. After this episode, Oscar and Mary go home for dinner.

Mary's lunch wasn't very rich. Compared to the cooking in Lilibal City, it is more than a star and a half; However, it is better to feel at home. Oscar suddenly found that it had been a long, long time since he had been in this world, so long that he seemed to have forgotten this feeling of home; At this moment, Oscar also misses his parents and family very much.

An originally simple lunch made both Oscar and Mary feel longing and sentimentality; In the afternoon, the two naturally had no mood to go out for a stroll. Plus the sun outside is still very strong. The two decided to tidy up in the house in the afternoon; Mary was personally responsible for tidying up the bedroom and kitchen, and put away all the clothes that the owner had put on the bed, and put on new sheets and covers.

The new sheets and quilts that were put on here were naturally prepared by Mary a long time ago, and as for Oscar, Mary gave him the following tasks: first, to build a small storage room next to the vegetable garden of the wooden house; Second, move all the farm tools in the storage room into the storage room; Third, go to a nearby orchard before dinner and pick some fruit and come back.

Oscar was dissatisfied with the task Mary had given him, and Oscar thought that Mary was underestimating herself; How can I say that I am also a young and strong young man, how can I only do such a thing in one afternoon? Mary just smiled at this, and Oscar went out to work in high spirits.

As it turned out, Mary's arrangement made sense; Just building a new storage room, Oscar was busy all afternoon, and it was the result of the help of the neighbors. As for carrying farm tools, the active children completed the task; The last fruit was given by the neighbors, which undoubtedly touched Oscar.

Oscar, who felt that he had worked hard all afternoon but had no results, really had no face to face Mary anymore, and he could only sit alone on the grass behind the house and look at the river; Of course, if Oscar didn't have the grapes from his neighbors in his hands at this time, the atmosphere would have been even better.

Soon, Mary also came to Oscar's side, and also bent down and sat down; Looking at Oscar, who was eating with relish, Mary also looked at the endless fields in a daze, and then said, "Oscar, do you know? Over the years, I have traveled to many places and seen many beautiful scenery of the four seasons; The vibrant spring is lovely, the summer is charming, the fruity Zhong Gang is worthy of praise, and the snow-covered northern winter is truly spectacular.

However, I love the countryside at dusk, not only because of its intoxicating style, but also because it is full of life. The silver-blue sky was tranquil, with a faint cloud floating, like the translucent gauze skirt of a dancing girl, like a combed feather, like a distant mountain, like a silver stream on the plain, they walked in style.

The sun, a red ball, hides behind the sparse branches, and the red beam shoots over, caressing you so gently. I saw the clouds swimming towards the red balls, and the flicks turned into wisps; The wisps become the wisps. Later, they huddled together and were embraced by the sun, who clothed them in bright coloured clothes, red and like flames; purple-red, roses; Orange, yes...... The view was spectacular! ”

Mary was immersed in her own description, and Oscar was thrilled by the beauty in front of him; Looking at the village from Oscar's point of view, the bright light reflects the village, the river, the fields, the elderly and the children. Before you know it, the day is coming to an end; Oscar suddenly felt a kind of reluctance, as if he didn't want this day to pass.

The river at dusk is so comfortable, the blood-colored sunset dyes the river red, under the caress of the evening breeze, the river ripples countless ripples, like a strip of red silk gently flowing, a few fallen leaves in the water leisurely drifting into the distance. The glow fell inside, and the sun fell inside, "Plop, plop!" "A few red and black fish jumped into the water, and the sun shattered! After a while, the sun was round again.

The country roads are very interesting. The children are bathing in the afterglow of the setting sun, driving herds of cattle and sheep on the way home; Adorable little lambs and lively calves followed their mothers, enjoying themselves. A couple of mischievous children sit on the backs of cows and hum country tunes; There are also children who use whips to drive away the mischievous cattle and sheep.

The singing, mooing, and bleating cries form a beautiful "pastoral song", which is sprinkled on this vernacular path with the sunset and sunset. In the fields, a soft sunset rose, and the red glow spread out like colored satin, smeared on the clouds, spread on the ground, and the smiling faces of the people who had worked all day were more ruddy. They looked at the yellow and golden fields, and the fatigue of the day disappeared.

The small courtyard of the farmhouse surrounded by willow trees is even more intoxicating; The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the layers of foliage on the room, smearing it with a brilliant yellow color, and wisps of smoke rise from the chimney. A few swallows skimmed through the air, chickens and ducks on the ground walked in front of the door to feed, and when the last rays of sunset faded, the whole village was covered in twilight. The lights of thousands of homes flickered slightly, flickering and dimming, setting off a beautiful and quiet night, and people were immersed in this tranquil atmosphere.

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