The small town of Thornfield is nearly 100 miles away from London, with a simple population structure and a church, and a well-developed street structure that classifies it as a well-developed transport hub.

Chen Qinghuan, who was aimless for the time being, exchanged the things of the Central Museum in the dream town for a lot of gold coins at various auction houses passing by, and bought a small residence here, an abandoned tavern.

The reason for this is due to the fact that the residents here are all residents, and buying and selling rents is too rare, and only this tavern that was sold because the owner lost his gambling fortune was willing to be sold, so that Chen Qinghuan had a relatively huge place to live.

The three-storey tavern, like all common buildings in the area, is made of stone to ensure its sturdiness, and the stained glass shields the interior from the sunlight and the unique color scheme makes the interior shine in the sunlight.

The only thing that is not satisfactory is its hygiene.

The collapse of the hygiene problem made Chen Qinghuan, a modern person with a little bit of cleanliness, unbearable.

After getting the property certificate, Chen Qinghuan spent a lot of time cleaning the house inside and out.

Also included is an abandoned pigsty and cowshed in the backyard of the tavern.

It looks like Western countries prefer to raise cattle and sheep and the like.

This is a huge amount of work, but fortunately, Chen Qinghuan has nothing to do now, and she is worried that there is nothing to pass the time.

As soon as you close the door, you can block out all prying eyes.

Wash and wash with the spring water in the dream town, clean all the corners of the tavern a few times, and make it look new, even if the body is tired, but it is good to pass the time in this way, Chen Qinghuan still has some emotion, it is good to be young.

After waiting for the tavern to look decent, Chen Qinghuan finally decided what he should do.

Let's open a hotel...

It's enough for yourself!

Work makes people's lives fulfilling, even if Chen Qinghuan has a dream town in his body, he really doesn't want to wait for death like this.

In fact, although she doesn't know what the purpose of the crossing is, everything is okay with what happens, but this can't stop her from wanting to do something.

It's good to think about it this way, after all, other people's lives don't have as freewheeling as themselves!

Don't try to make money, just try to pass the time. In your spare time, you can also study and make Chinese food!

Clicking on the dream town, the things inside made Chen Qinghuan a little happy, and he felt that this was prepared for foreign countries!

Bread in the bakery, pizza!

Mexican soups and burritos in a Mexican restaurant!

Lime pie and cheesecake from the pastry shop!

Wait a minute

There are many dishes that can be used in your own hotel.

There are also pillows that can be produced in an hour by a down factory and quilts that can be produced in 145 minutes an hour! It just so happens that even bedding can save a bit of money.

By the way, there is still a shortage of alcohol.

Maybe you have to buy some goods yourself, such as gin or something. After all, everyone here is good!

Chen Qinghuan is busy preparing his future hotel here, hoping to create a different life for his time this time. Although she occasionally thinks of Wang Lai'an's four sisters and grandson, and thinks of the more than 30,000 yuan hidden in her cave that she didn't have time to spend, she has matured after all, and knows that Wang Lai'an in her dream is completely different from her current life, so she can rest assured that she is not so heartbreaking.

The rest of the townspeople of Thornfield were talking. Chatting with the newly settled lady.

The priest and servant in the town church were intrigued by the new lady, who had plenty of money to buy a tavern, and had been here for two weeks and had not come to church once.

"With all due respect, Mr. Pastor. Perhaps this lady did not have a high faith. The servant stood respectfully at the table, handling his lunch for Mr. Pastor, and said solemnly. She hadn't been to church for two weeks. I didn't come to church to pray... Perhaps, she would be a heretic ... ”

"Who knows," said Mr. Reverend, who seemed to be much more calm than the servant, "Wait. I heard from the townspeople that she seemed to be busy all the time to open a hostel. Perhaps filling her stomach is more important than her faith. Mr. Pastor said. But his vision was a little unkind. After all, the heretic thing is an existence that all priests hate.

He thought to himself, maybe, wait a week to see, if there is really something abnormal, then it will not be tolerated.

Chen Qinghuan himself! Wronged!

The honest explanation is that even if she has the memory of Jieqian, but the memory is memory, can you realize that you have not broken the tradition of atheism for many years?

What's more, for Chen Qinghuan, if she wants to believe, she will probably believe in local immortals such as Buddha and Guanyin, which may be much greater...

"I seem to be missing something... When the cleaning was over, Chen Qinghuan remembered some things that he had overlooked.

It wasn't until she watched the people who went to church on Sunday walking past her house in twos and threes that she realized if she should go too.

Why?

Trees are destroyed by strong winds, and people cannot come out...

Chen Qinghuan had read some books on Western history before and knew what the status of the Holy See was in this era.

She is an outsider, and if she doesn't get along with this relationship, it's hard to say if she can continue to live when the time comes!

Hurriedly took out ten gold coins from his small box and brought the Bible in Jieqian's luggage, Chen Qinghuan hurriedly followed the crowd to the church.

"I feel lost, sir, and I want to tell God about my pain。。。 I don't know what I'm going to do! I need God to give me tips! In the confessional room, Chen Qinghuan clasped his hands and said reverently.

Although you can't tell all the truths of things, there is a place to say, and it is possible to untie the knots. I was worried and upset, could the white immortal really be an immortal that Chen Qinghuan didn't know?

Or is there some ulterior motive!

Yes!!!

It's a headache!

If there is a crossing after that, what should I do?

Or is there a task?

。。。。。。

Through the criss-crossed wooden bars, Pastor Sudebang looked at the lady who had been chattering in the confessional room next door.

She was saying something in a language she sometimes didn't understand, and it seemed mysterious. Sometimes it's English and Spanish, and in the preface doesn't match the afterword, and it's completely half-mad, like a lost lamb in need of God's guidance.

Su Debang had been a pastor for nearly fifty years, and he could tell that the lady seemed to be in great difficulty, and of course, perhaps a patient with a bad mind.

But for the sake of the ten gold coins she had offered to God, Pastor Sudebang felt that he could endure it a little longer. After all, there are not many devout believers like this lady. It seems that she delayed coming to church for nearly three weeks because she was confused!

"I had a dream, there was a fairy who didn't say anything to me, and then he asked me to live in a different place, and then I lived there for a long time, and then I changed another place inexplicably, pastor, what do you say about that person, that god's intentions? Although I don't believe that everything is bad, I don't believe that he has given me so many benefits and nothing at all. Or am I being too timid? No, I don't really know what it thinks, I'm not really smart, I just want to know what the hell that fairy wants me to do! You say it's hard for me. I don't have any ambitions, I don't have any desire to chase fame and fortune, I just want to live a peaceful life. It's still my fault, I shouldn't have dreamed that in the first place! I was ... ”

"Ms. Jiexi." Mr. Pastor spoke, appropriately interrupting what Chen Qinghuan was about to say.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Reverend, you say."

Pastor Su Debang has been disturbed by the lady in front of him, and if she continues to talk like this, she may not be able to bear it!

"Lady Jiexi, you must know that God is merciful and God will be with you!" Pastor Su Debang spoke.

"Yes, thank you for your instructions, Mr. Pastor."

Ay...

Chen Qinghuan sighed unconsciously in his heart, feeling that he could only understand himself at this moment. It's just a complaint about this pastor, who can help solve it for themselves...

She followed the crowd to the church this morning, and pretended to pray and sing the Bible along with Jessy's memory.

When the donation began, Chen Qinghuan was glad that he had brought the money and put ten gold coins into the donation box.

When I saw the confessional room, I thought I could be instructed, but I didn't want to complain and vent it, and I still had a belly of anger.

But fortunately, because of the gold coin, the pastor of the only church in the town had a good sense of himself, and listened to his complaints for a long time.

Let Chen Qinghuan not hold everything in his heart.

After thanking the pastor, under the pastor's implied urging eyes, Chen Qinghuan said goodbye to the pastor, not noticing the pastor's relieved appearance.

When she went back, it was already sunset, and the orange sunset and beautiful scenery were intoxicating, which was completely different from the loess slopes.

Chen Qinghuan slowly paced on the stone steps, recalling those memories in his head.

Hey? She was amazed, as if her perverted attention was still there! I was too busy in the previous time, so I didn't pay attention to this, and my memory got better because of a fever when I was Chen Aqiao! I thought it was unique to Chen Aqiao, but I didn't expect to cross over again, and it was still there!

She recalls all the bits and pieces of her life in these two days, and everything is clear at a glance!

Forehead... Doesn't that mean that I will have nightmares again, dreaming of Jieqian's memories every day?!

So, I still have to read some books or something, to pass the time?

So... Will you become a sage in the future? Chen Qinghuan complained in his heart. Well, don't think about that yet, it's okay to be idle anyway, just pass the time.

There was still half of the sun hanging in the treetops, and the sunset pulled her shadow for a long time, and for a moment, Chen Qinghuan felt that she was really lonely...