Chapter 3 Warmth

It is an almost isolated village with a population of 1,000, which is already a large village or even a town to the outside world. It is connected to the outside world only by a dirt path, and very few outsiders come to the village, and only the occasional merchant who has gone the wrong way walks in with his goods adds a touch of freshness to the village. Often, however, these merchants settle in this place and never leave, unless they already have wives and children. Amazingly, after the merchants left, when they wanted to come to the village again, they couldn't find the path they had left, and finally gave up with regret.

In this village there is a church in which there is such a mysterious priest, whose name is not known, and all the villagers call him a priest with respect, which is the best way to call him. The priest taught the people in the village how to cultivate the fields, how to increase the yield, told everyone that they could use manure to irrigate the fields, and built something called a septic tank for everyone, and since then, no one has splashed manure on the street, and the whole village has become neat and clean, which is refreshing, and in the face of such a clean and beautiful village, the villagers can't believe their eyes, is this still their own dirty and smelly village?!

Because the road in the village was dirt, it was fine on a sunny day, but on a rainy day, the whole road was muddy, and it was very difficult for the villagers to walk, so the priest saw it and paved the stone road for the village alone.

Because no one bathed, he patiently advised them one by one, persuading them to take a bath, telling them that bathing would not be infected with terrible diseases, and with his efforts, the people in the village gradually developed the habit of bathing, and the original dirty body became cleaner, and the people became more energetic, and their work became more powerful.

Father............

Father............

Father............

"Because of the presence of the priest, we are so happy." A little boy raised his head proudly and said proudly to Sissi.

"All of this was done by the priest?" Sissi's big golden eyes were full of disbelief.

"It's all done by the priest." A little girl beside Sissi said in a very affirmative tone, and at the same time nodded her little head, with a proud face.

"It's amazing............... Sissi looked at the golden figure in the distance, and her heart became more and more longing.

Sissi is now surrounded by a group of children who are chattering about the glorious deeds that Father Ashmida has done for the village. It has been a few days since Sissi was adopted as a trainee nun by the church, from the initial disbelief to the current gratitude, Sissi is very grateful to the priest who saved her and adopted her, and at the same time she is also very curious about what kind of person this priest is, so she asked the children in the village, and when the children heard it, they immediately enthusiastically told the priest about the greatness of the priest, and the words were full of worship and admiration for the priest.

"But the priest is terrible when he gets angry sometimes." Suddenly, a weak voice came out of the crowd, causing the atmosphere to cool down suddenly. Sissi fixed his eyes and saw that it was a little boy about 6 or 7 years old, his thin body trembled a little because everyone's eyes were focused on him, shrunk his body, and whispered: "Didn't you punish me severely last time, I wrote sorry and wrote a hundred times, and my hand was about to break." ”

"Stupid Shut! It's because you don't do the homework assigned by the priest well and lie that the priest gets angry. A little boy about 10 years old next to Sissi immediately jumped up, jumped in front of the Xiut and said to him angrily.

"That's right, it's your own fault, and the priest is also for your good."

"yes, yes."

"Xiute, you should remember this lesson, is it possible that you still complain about the priest?!" When the children heard that Hut dared to speak ill of the priest, they all denounced him. At the same time, some of the stronger little boys also rolled up their sleeves and started to fight without saying a word.

"How can I complain about Father Priest!!" Seeing that everyone said this, Shut immediately felt aggrieved, and he cried out, "I know that the priest is for my good!" I'm just saying that the priest is very strict with those who make mistakes! ”

"Twitter, twitter, twitter.................." Suddenly, there was a fierce debate between the children, and Sissi on the side saw that they were debating selflessly, so she quietly left the crowd and ran to the flower garden alone.

"Everybody's amazing." Sissi caressed her heart with palpitations, thinking of everyone's gushing words and feeling so powerful, and in the past few days, when she was in class with everyone, she found that the poorest knowledge in it was herself, so she was a little unwilling, originally she thought that she could know the words from 1 to 20 was already very powerful, but she didn't expect others to start learning how to express their meaning in words.

"Can I really live here?" Sissi squatted on the ground and looked at the little flower in front of her in confusion. She remembered the life in the church these days, the warm beds, the white bread that was enough to feed and the array of food that the priest had made, according to the priest, was called a nutritious meal, so that the children could thrive. Thinking of the happiness of these days, Sissi suddenly felt a trace of unreality, she was afraid that it was all her own dream, and when she woke up from the dream, she was still the poor little slave who didn't even have a name.

"Huh?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"It's Sissi." Sissi, the name was chosen for her by the owner of the voice. Sissi stood up suddenly, turned around and looked again, and the majestic figure of Ashimida appeared in front of her.

"Why, come and see the flowers?" Ashmida touched Sissi's little head with a smile while carrying the watering can, and asked gently.

“……… Uh-huh! Sissi was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly. While nodding, Sissi's eyes widened, and she looked carefully at this great priest in everyone's mouth.

His youthful appearance even makes people think that he is only 20 years old, but his mature temperament neutralizes this qiē, giving him the impression of an elder who has experienced a lot. A gentle smile makes others feel more friendly, a gentle tone is very pleasing to the ear, and a soft demeanor is pleasing to the eye.

"Sissi." Ashmida watered the flowers and called out Sissi's name.

"Huh?! Be! Sissi, who was originally obsessed with the charm of an old guy, struck a spirit, sobered up, and hurriedly responded.

"Well, are you still used to it here?" Ashmida put down the watering can and asked gently.

"Well, everybody's very nice." Sissi nodded her little head, and couldn't help but laugh when she remembered the scenes of children playing with her everywhere these days.

"Hehe, that's good." Hearing this, Ashmida smiled with relief, raised her big hand and gently looked at Sissi's little head, and Sissi also narrowed her eyes with enjoyment.

Distance

"Damn, we have to do it quickly............" Sister Angelot grabbed the corner of the wall, and looked at Ashmida and Sissi, who were happy and getting along well in the distance, with a gloomy face.