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A person has been cowardly for more than twenty years, and then one day he suddenly awakens, decisive and tough, but the sad image left in the hearts of others for more than twenty years is far from being completely erased by standing up once or twice.

But today this matter is off to a good start.

As the six coffins were reduced to ashes in the flames, the funeral was finally over, and after greeting the believers and priests around them, they left the church in twos and threes, and the strange gaze they inadvertently threw at John as they left, which was both surprising and natural.

The funeral was directed by the priest, but in the end, it was thanks to John, and without his kindness and reasoning, how could those six cursed souls be guided by heaven to return to the arms of the Lord.

Sometimes the world is very unfair, good people try to be forgotten, and those who have wealth and low positions, as long as they make a small charity, their fame will increase infinitely with the increase of wealth and status, whether or not they have planned for this charity in a dark corner.

When the people around him gradually dispersed, Mrs. Thorn, dressed in black, came to John with her two children, bowed deeply, and said,

"Master John, thank you so much for today's facts."

John hurriedly turned sideways to avoid this big gift and smiled,

"It is the duty of every parishioner to return the Lord's people to the Father's arms after death, and this is what I should do, and didn't Madame thank you in the morning?"

"The young master is also a believer in Catholicism?"

"No, not yet!"

John shook his head and glanced at Father Doron who was communicating with believers not far away, with a sense of anticipation on his face that ordinary people couldn't understand.

"But maybe in the future."

"Yes! Hehe!

…… If the young master is interested, he may be able to give it a try. ”

Mrs. Thorn said expectantly, her expression had been struggling since she came, her eyes wandering, with anticipation, uneasiness, and inexplicable trepidation, and a pair of rough hands clutching the sleeves of her coat, which is a common reaction of women when they hesitate to make a big decision.

What deserves her to look like this?

John thought about it for a moment and understood what else could he have besides the pension, but before he could speak, Mrs. Thorn seemed to have decided something, and said solemnly,

"Young master, I have one thing to tell you, I can't continue to receive my husband's salary."

"What?"

John looked stunned and a little incredulous, "What did you say?" You don't want a pension? ”

"Yes!"

Mrs. Thorn nodded, her eyes calm and persistent, and for a moment she seemed to have figured out something, and even the clothes she had been holding in her hands loosened, revealing a few unsightly folds.

"Why? Don't you believe me? John frowned, his face a little ugly,

"No, it's not."

Mrs. Thorn quickly shook her head and said nervously,

"The young master naturally does what he says, but I've thought about it carefully, I really can't ask for it." After a pause, Mrs. Thorn gave John a careful look and continued,

"If I could, I'd like to ask you a favor to let me take over the work in Thorn's cotton fields, and I swear I'll do better than him."

A strange request, completely beyond John's expectations, made his mind become confused for a while.

Someone once said that there are two hardest things in the world: one is to put one's own thoughts into other people's heads, and the other is to put other people's money in one's own pocket.

Everyone has different ideas at all times due to external changes, and you can understand it, but you may not be able to guess it.

Just like now, John has a plan in his mind how to use this incident to completely erase the cowardly image he has left in the hearts of others for many years, and give Blake and his mother a certain amount of financial damage.

But the world was unpredictable, and Mrs. Thorn actually rejected her offer.

John frowned, he didn't want things to deviate from the predetermined plan like this, and asked solemnly,

"Madame, may I tell me, is this really your own idea?

If there is persecution from others, please be sure to speak out, you can rest assured, I swear in the name of the Condon family, as long as I am one day, I will not let your mother and son suffer any harm. ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Thorn suddenly laughed, bowed slightly, and said,

"Young master, you are really a good person, but this is really my own thoughts, I am still young and don't want to live on other people's handouts."

"Alright then!"

John looked at the woman deeply, and to be honest, he was shocked by this old and not very beautiful white woman, who still struggled to improve herself in the face of difficulties, and indeed had a unique charm.

The plan was aborted.

John stroked his hat, feeling a little helpless, the plaintiff gave up, what can he do as a lawyer, he can't go into battle shirtless.

"In that case, Madame will go to work in the cotton fields to-morrow." John said lightly, rubbing the heads of the two children's nests, saying goodbye to Mrs. Thorn, and returning to the church.

……

The crowded main hall gradually returned to its quiet nature, except for a few wisps of mischievous autumn wind that wandered back and forth between the seats.

It didn't take long for Father Doron to walk in through the side door, and when he saw John sitting in the center seat of the front row, he was slightly surprised, and said with a smile,

"At this moment, the last person who should be here is Mr. John."

"Oh! Why is that? John asked curiously,

Fr. Doron put his Bible on the table and said,

"And God said, Let the good man enjoy the joy of all, in order to spread the body of righteous love,

Your Excellency should be with the believers outside, feel their respect, and spread your kindness, instead of sitting alone in an uninhabited church with me, an old man who is about to enter the earth, and spend boring time. So saying, Father Doron took out two cups from the drawer and asked,

"Would you like tea?"

"Of course!"

John nodded slightly, stood up and walked to the priest's side, looking at the steady stream of white mist emerging from the spout of the pot, and suddenly spoke,

"Actually, I'm here to apologize to you?

Just now, when the funeral was about to end, I felt a little sick to my stomach, so I went to the toilet, but I didn't find the toilet, but I accidentally broke into the private area behind the church......"

Syllable! The priest's fingers trembled slightly, and the steady stream suddenly dispersed, like a frightened fish churning violently, and the water droplets overflowed the cup and scattered all over the table.

Really!

There was something wrong with that house!

John's eyes narrowed, and he had just been talking to the others when he learned that Father Doron had come here two months earlier, and had taken on all the work of the church on his own.

Alone! Hehe!

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