In the evening, they ate a little sweet potato, a potato, a small piece of brown bread each, two fingers together and a loaf of bread.

The bowl has not been delivered yet, the old man said, wait for the dean's approval, and the new bowl will be delivered as soon as tomorrow.

The stone house is not as comfortable as Father Mohan's church, with a warm fireplace, wonderful red wine, carpets, beef....

This is only one bed.

There is also a piece of torn cotton wool.

The snow wind crept in through the cracks in the walls of the stone house, and swirled around the stone house, and Ringer shivered with cold.

After eating, the old man said, you two had better go to bed early, lamp oil is very precious, limited supply, otherwise, you will have to enjoy dinner later.

On the bed, Ringert was worried that the bed would collapse, but fortunately, this bed is called the bed strong.

The broken cotton wool was too thin, and Ringer didn't want to stick to Shabonny, but he really couldn't do it, and he would freeze immediately when he pulled it cold and blew it, so he had to lean over.

Shabonny froze even harder, and in his sleep he found a charcoal fire coming up, and the whole person was on Ringer's body, wrapping around Ringer like a dead snake.

Ringer really wanted to cry, and cried a lot.

The strange thing is that he didn't cry, the tears couldn't flow out, and on the cold night when he wanted to cry without tears, he actually fell asleep with Shabonny in his arms.

In the morning, the first thing Shabonny said when he woke up was: "Dude, sleeping in your arms, warm, safe, and comfortable, I am so happy." ”

For this sentence, Ringer couldn't eat for a day, and when he ate, he vomited and vomited wildly.

Vomiting is already a very uncomfortable thing, and you have to clean the toilet.

Bonnie was hard-working and did not need Ringer to run, saying that Ringer was not well injured, so he went to various houses in the monastery to collect toilets and sent them to the stone house in a cart.

On the right side of the stone house, at a distance of about fifty meters, there is a gushing spring that forms a small lake that does not freeze in winter, which is the most important source of water for the monastery.

The spring overflows the small lake and flows to the lower ground.

In a low-lying place where the spring flows, there is a mouth pool, not far from the small lake, about 30 meters, made of pine and stone, square, within three meters in length and width, this is where Ringer and Sabonny wash the toilet.

The toilet is not big, but there are a lot of them, and the cart is the kind of big board car, and it took Sabonny three carts to pull it out.

Counting the number of toilets, Ringer knew how many people there were in the monastery, about two hundred.

Ringer cried and mourned, holding back the violent nausea, picked up the big brush, scrub, the old man said, the toilet must be washed as if it was new, there is a little dirt and it has not been washed, it must be washed again, this is not a warning, it is not a joke, the dean said, it must be washed.

If any of the nuns complain that your toilet is not cleaned, you will be miserable.

Ringer cursed, vicious cursers, you damn sluts, why do your toilets stink, so dirty, so dirty that people want to kill themselves.

They washed the toilets for a morning, and when they were done, Shabonny had to return each toilet to its place, which was numbered.

"See something brighter?"

When Sabonny pulled the toilet, he scolded stupidly, what a convent of saints, all of them are a group of aunts, old, ugly and old-fashioned.

"Not at the moment, not more than the widow of our village, Sarinli."

Saleen Li, is one of the ugliest mothers-in-law in the village of Shoiguna.

St. Gorsk Lavra, I'll you!!

The new bowl, which was finally delivered at dinner, was an old bowl, and Ringer had never seen such a rough and ugly bowl, and there was a hole missing.

Ringer held this bowl, looked at it carefully for a long time, and said with a smile: "Five hundred years later, this bowl must be very valuable, I will save it first." ”

Ringer, who had spent the whole day under a vicious curse, was now laughing suddenly, and Shabonny, fearing that he had gone mad, said, "Dude, I know that it is not easy for you, so let's do the work tomorrow alone, and you can rest." ”

Ringer put the bowl down: "Don't talk about tomorrow yet, say tonight, if you put your foot on me again tonight, I'll chop you!" ”

Tonight, however, Shabonny wrapped him tighter, saying that he had dreamed of angels, and that two angels, and as a result, he had left something in Ringer that he should not have left behind.

Ringer is really going crazy, and strongly asks the old man for a quilt!

The old man said, "Yes, you have to apply for this, it's very difficult, you have to be patient, and you have to have a strong psychological preparation." ”

In the morning, it was Shabonny who went to pull the toilet, and Ringer sat on a pine tree by the small lake.

He looked listlessly at the steaming lake, when suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps around him, and he turned his head to see three young nuns, wearing white turbans and black robes, who were twisting their waists and walking towards this direction.

The three nuns, all carrying a wooden bucket, presumably came to fetch water.

Ringer looked at them, and they saw Ringer too.

"Hey, man.... Another one. ”

"This one is much more handsome than that, and that one is crooked."

Ringer reckoned that he probably meant Shabonny.

The third didn't follow the other two, and ran up with a smile: "Man, what's your name?" ””