“…… Miley Asia too. ”

After hurrying out, little Fox was in the yard and saw his neighbor Miria again.

Mrs. Miria was standing in the courtyard next door, wearing a cloth covering her face, wearing a long-sleeved gown, looking forward and wondering what she was thinking.

Little Hoss, who had eaten the black bread left over from last night, came out of the house with farm tools and crop species, and called out to Miria A-Pacific.

"To the field? Little Hoss? ”

"Well, Miria Asia."

Little Hoss nodded,

"Miri-Asia, are you going out?"

Miriah shook her head, didn't speak, and then turned and walked back into the house.

Little Hoth got up late, and hurried to the field, but only looked at Miria again.

And he went on his way.

But Miriah stopped little Hoss again at this time,

"Little Hoth, you can take this."

"Did you want me to bring it to Uncle More?"

Mrs. Milia took some brown bread and handed it to little Hoth.

"No, I don't know if your Uncle Moore is around the field you're plowing."

"I see that you are going down to the field, and you don't have anything to eat, so you can take this and eat it."

Miria shook her head and said to little Hoth with a smile.

Little Hoss looked at the black bread in the basket and hesitated.

Then he shook his head,

"Miria, you'd better keep it."

He remembered the other day, when he heard the sound of Mr. More beating Miria Atherea.

If I give myself these black breads again, I don't know if Mrs. Miria will be beaten and scolded again.

“…… It's okay, just take it. ”

Miria still stuffed all the black bread into his hands,

Little Hoth looked and then at Miria Asia.

"Thank you, Miria Lady."

"Hmm."

Little Hoss took the black bread and hurried away.

Although Aunt Valina helped him finish plowing a field last night, he has also cultivated quite a few fields himself these days,

But there are still some fields that have not been cultivated.

When he came to the field today, he saw the fields of the people of the other villages around him.

There are not many people who are cultivating anymore, but you can see the fields where the crops are planted.

The more anxious he looked.

The crops had to be planted in two days.

In this way, he will have the money to pay off his debt to Mr. Raleigh this year.

The sun has already come out by this time,

Little Hoss was in a hurry to work in the fields against the sun,

It's just that I hurriedly worked in the fields, sweating and expending a lot of strength.

But they didn't plough much,

Little Hoss had to slow down a little like before.

At the end of the day,

Little Hoth's movements in the field are basically repetitive,

Constantly cultivating crops, in order to avoid repeatedly getting up and bending over, Little Hoth has basically been working in the field hunched over,

After a period of time, my lower back felt a little unable to straighten up, and when I raised my head to stretch, I only felt terrible pain.

That day

Little Hoth continued to plow the field until nightfall.

When it gets dark and you can't see anyone around,

Little Hoss couldn't help but raise his head again and look into the surrounding fields,

He wanted to meet Aunt Valina again, so that perhaps Aunt Valina could help him cultivate the field.

It's just that

This field is not surrounded by Aunt Valena's field, and Aunt Valina is no longer seen.

Next to the field he was cultivating now was Miriy, a field of Uncle More's house.

But little Hoth cultivated to the edge of the field, and looked up,

But I saw that the field of Uncle Moore's house was still empty, and the first crop had not yet been planted.

Are you still planting here, busy with other fields?

Little Hoss had some doubts in his eyes,

It's just that I'm busy with the work in my field soon, and I can't care about my doubts when I'm tired.

I don't have that many ideas.

That night,

Little Hoss returned home very late.

But when I go home today,

In the yard I saw Miria in the yard next to it, too,

Miria was still standing in the courtyard next to her, as little Fox had been when he had gone out in the morning.

It was dark at night, and little Hoth only noticed the figure standing in the courtyard next to him, and when he got closer, he noticed that it was Miria Asia.

"Miria Asia? Hasn't Mr. More come back yet? ”

Little Hoss asked a little quietly.

"Little Hoss?"

Miria noticed little Hoth as well, and shook her head,

"Not yet."

"Maybe he's still busy in the fields, have you seen him, little Hoth?"

"No, no."

Little Hoth hesitated, because of the empty field he had seen before,

Still shook his head.

"Hmm...... Still need brown bread, little Hoss? I'll get you another piece? ”

Miri-a-the-Pacific's figure was in the night, in the courtyard over there, and asked little Hoss again,

Little Hoss shook his head,

"I have food at home, thank you Miria Pacific."

"Hmmm......"

After talking to Miria Aarth, little Hoth went back to the house.

A simple meal counts as after dinner,

Little Hoss went to the bathroom and rubbed the mud on his clothes, and hung up.

He put on other clothes and went to bed.

Before falling asleep,

Little Hoth still didn't hear any movement from Miria Pacific's family next door,

It seems that Mr. More has not returned yet?

Little Hoth fell asleep in this way.

……

The plot continues to develop.

Little Hoth was woken up early the next morning.

In the house, I heard only a commotion outside the house, as if many people were talking.

Little Hoth was woken up from his sleep, and immediately after that, he became nervous.

Just because of the voices of so many village residents, he was particularly uneasy.

What could be the thing that would make so many village residents make noise at the door of his yard early in the morning?

Is it because Father Mediac's tombstone was found?

It was Aunt Valina who was found out, and Aunt Valina also denounced me.

But why didn't anyone knock on the door?

Little Hoth quickly got up from the bed in fear and confusion,

Somewhat apprehensive, he couldn't care about anything, so he went to open the door.

And then he saw,

It turned out that it was not outside his house,

but in the yard of the neighbor Miria Pacific's house,

is surrounding many people.

They formed a circle, and surrounded something,

With words in his mouth he prayed to God, bowed his head and prayed repeatedly.

Little Hoss's eyes widened, and the scene touched the memory in his mind, and he couldn't help but be afraid.

But he still trembled and walked over.

Is there someone in the family of Miriah who has offended God and offended the messenger of the gods?

Is it Miriah or Mr. More?

Little Hoth remembered the black bread that Miria had given him the day before, and walked over, even though he was afraid.

When I got closer, I heard something different,

The prayers of the villagers were filled with sympathy and without much fear.

In the middle of a crowd of people, there are indeed people.

It's Mr. Moore.

At this moment, Mr. Moore's eyes were tightly closed, and he was no longer moving.

The face is particularly hideous, and the clothes are covered with river water and duckweed in the river.

The river flowed on the ground in the courtyard.

Next to Mr. Moore, squatting Miria Lady,

Miria was too covered with a cloth over her face, and her face was very calm,

He was holding out his hand, sorting out Mr. Moore's clothes little by little.

“…… Oh, cool Mohr, just drowned. ”

"Poor Moore...... He returned to heaven and the embrace of God. ”

From the prayers of the inhabitants of the surrounding villages, the pitiful voices,

Little Hoss understood what was happening.

Mr. Moore had been drunk last night, and on his way home, he fell into the small river that irrigated the village's farmland.

Then he drowned, and was not found until this morning.