"Poor Mohr, was only discovered this morning......"

"Lord, forgive Moore for not valuing his life, and let him return to your bosom and enjoy peace forever."

The people of the surrounding village were surrounded by prayers and prayers repeatedly.

Little Hoss listened, a little subconsciously uneasy,

Standing on the side, I looked through the gap, and squeezed in a little further.

In the middle of the crowd, Miria was still half-crouching, treading Mr. More's soaked clothes.

"Millie Asia ......"

Little Hoth shouted.

Miria Pacific, who had been keeping her head down, raised her head and looked over.

"Little Hoth, ......"

In response, Miria didn't speak to little Hoth again.

Turning his head, he looked at the crowd around them, who had been praying, confessing, and reciting prayers.

"Neighbors, can you help me change my husband's clean clothes and bury him."

"Miria, go get your clothes, it's time for Moll to change."

Someone answered, someone walked away to the side,

Someone else greeted little Hoss,

"Little Hoth, you're still young, don't look here."

Someone reached out and pulled little Hoss away and pulled him away a little.

Little Hoth didn't turn his head, but still looked at Miria Asia,

Seeing that Miria got up again, went into the house, and quickly took out a set of clean and dry clothes,

With the help of the people next to him, Mr. Moore was replaced.

Then they carried Mr. More to the village cemetery for burial.

It was not the priest in the town who presided over this simple funeral, but Grandpa Gus from the village.

Little Hoss witnessed this scene and did not rush to work in the fields anymore.

Instead, he followed the crowd and watched Mr. More's burial all the way.

Miria was very calm throughout the whole process, did not cry, and rarely spoke.

But it should be uncomfortable, right?

Little Hoss watched from the side.

Under the auspices of Grandpa Gus, say a word of accusation to the gods,

Mr. Moore, who had been changed into clean clothes, was put into a shallow pit dug with the help of the villagers.

Then it was covered with dirt.

Although Mr. Moore was drunk and drowned in the river, he did not offend the gods.

Grandpa Gus said that even before his death, Mr. Moore's faith in the Lord was religious.

So he buried the gathering place of the village cemetery, instead of being alone like his father.

“…… May More have eternal peace in the kingdom of the Lord's heaven. ”

The funeral ended with a wooden tombstone and Gus led the crowd to a final prayer.

Little Hoss, who had been watching from behind, saw this and prepared to leave.

Although he wanted to speak and comfort Miria Astra, Miria Perhaps wanted to be quiet at this time.

Little Hoth looked at the silent Miriah over there, and then turned around.

It's just that the funeral is over, and the group returns to the village, but they are still walking on the side of Mi Li, and no one leaves.

"Milia, you mourn, although the husband who supported you in heaven has left and returned to the arms of the Lord, you also have to live well."

"Hmm."

"Miria, you and Moll don't have children yet. Hey, that's ......."

"What a nice guy Moore is, he only likes to drink occasionally, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Along the way, there were people who comforted Miria too, but there were some words that made Xiao Hoss, who also heard it, couldn't help but look sideways,

He remembered Mr. More's beating and scolding of Miriah at night,

I don't know if there are any wounds and bruises on her face that haven't healed behind the mask Miria is wearing today.

But I saw that in the voice of the crowd, Miriah was silent and calm for many of the time, just surrounded by a crowd of people.

I walked all the way to the courtyard of Miria Pacific's house,

But none of the inhabitants of the village had left, and Miria had stopped in the courtyard, and the others had also stopped in the courtyard.

It seemed that she was comforting Miria too much before, but when she stopped and looked at it now, it was more like she was surrounded by Miria too unconsciously.

No one spoke for a moment, and the courtyard seemed unusually quiet.

Xiao Huosi, who had already taken the farm tools and was about to work in the fields, couldn't help but pause when he saw this.

The appearance of these people surrounding Miriah reminded him of the time when his father Medioc left,

Little Hoth's fear, irritability, and ensuing, inexplicable anger, made Little Hoss turn around and face the group of people surrounding Miriah Tai, and clenched the farm tools in his hands.

Surrounded by the other residents of the village, Miria remained calm, keeping her head down, silent all the time.

“…… Miria, although Moore has died, life still goes on. You are also young, you can try to find a suitable person to remarry...... Or I'll introduce you to one, it's my nephew, who is a sincere person, but he doesn't like to talk, and he is very boring......"

One of the village aunts spoke up at this time, with a smile on her face.

"My husband just died."

Miria was still bowing her head.

Yes, someone else's husband just died,

When it comes to getting people to remarry.

The aunt who spoke up was a little embarrassed and didn't speak.

But the people next to him followed and spoke again,

“…… Miria, although she doesn't like her words, she still has to plan early. I see that there are not many of your fields that have not been cultivated. ”

"You're a woman now, and you can't farm. The Lord's will, the division of labor between men and women is different. If you don't remarry as soon as possible, and wait for the food at home to run out, I'm afraid you'll starve to death. ”

"Yes, Milia, they're all old neighbors, and they all care about you...... Why don't I introduce you to one, it's in the village, and you happen to have a lot of fields here, so you can marry them, and no one can bully you. ”

"I don't want to remarry yet."

Milia lowered her head and shook her head.

The originally lively courtyard was quiet again,

The crowd of villagers around looked at Milia, as if they didn't know what to say, but they refused to leave.

"Namilia...... If you don't have a man in your house, what will you do with the cultivation in the fields, and leave it there and waste? You and Moore don't have children. ”

There was silence again, and the aunt who had spoken first spoke again.

Immediately after, the others next to him also began to speak,

"Yes, Milia, you won't be able to cultivate these fields anymore, what are you going to do with these fields?"

"Speaking of which, this should have been a field that had been cultivated together in the village, and then divided among Moore, who is now dead...... Milia is too much for you to farm. ”

"Otherwise, let's give it back to the village...... Miria, I'll give you a bag of grain, and it just so happens that your family has a field connected to mine. ”

"Miria, the fields are the glory of the Lord's gift to us, but we can't just waste them like this, that would be a blasphemy against the Lord's gift."

Gossip,

A little uneasy, angry and irritated little Hoth understood why these people were still around Miria and were so reluctant to leave.

They wanted the fields of Mr. More's family.

Mr. More is dead, and Miriah herself can't go to the fields.

So these people wanted to take away all the fields of Miriah's family.

"What are you doing!"

Little Hoss was a little anxious and angry, and he took the farm tool and shouted at the group,

Little Hoss's voice was angry, but it was like a tear off their fig leaf, making the crowd suddenly quiet,

It also makes a few people suddenly react to what they are doing.

Little Hoss looked at the crowd that had quieted down,

Looking at Miria again, she was extremely anxious,

He didn't know what Miria was supposed to do.

Miriah was left alone, and she couldn't go to the fields.

Even if Miriah was too reluctant to give the field to these people, these people themselves would go to the field to cultivate and harvest.

Then these fields have nothing to do with Miriah.

“…… Miria, we are not trying to persecute you, but Mor has returned to Heaven, but you are still alive. Or continue to live well. ”

"God has given us life, and we need to cherish it. God has given us a field for harvesting food, and we cannot let it go to waste. ”

"These fields are in your hands, Milia, you can't harvest food anymore, and without food, how will you live Milia?"

After this silence, an elderly villager spoke,

"We are willing to give a sack of grain in exchange for a piece of land that can only be wasted."

"In this way, Miria will be able to live until you remarry, and you are still young, maybe you will be able to live a new life."

Little Hoss listened to the men and looked at Miria as she spoke.

Miria Pacific, who had been silent for a long time, finally raised her head,

She looked at the people around her, and then at Little Hoss.

“…… I'm going to adopt little Hoss, and he's my child from now on. ”

"He was able to continue to cultivate those fields that the Lord had given him for his family."

Miley said.

Little Hoth was stunned, and so were the villagers surrounding him.

Yes, there is only one person left in the Little Hoth family, which seems to be just right.

At this time, the villagers looked at Little Hoth again.

"Little Hoth, would you like to?"

Miria smiled at little Hoth.

Little Hoss looked at Miria and hesitated, then nodded,

"I'd like to be adopted by Miria A-Pacific."

"But...... I owe Mr. Raleigh quite a bit of debt. ”

"It's okay, I'll help you pay it back."

Little Hoth agreed to come down to Miria for adoption,

There is someone next to me who wants to say something,

When he heard Little Hoss's second sentence again, the person next to him who wanted to speak stopped talking again.

Miria finally had some more smile on her face and replied to little Hoth.

And the village residents who surrounded him just paused for a moment, and someone spoke again,

Someone spoke to Milia, someone spoke to Little Hoth,

“…… Milia, can you take care of little Hoth? ”

"I don't need to be taken care of. I can take care of Miley Asia too. ”

"Little Hoth...... You can go down to the field and farm, but you still have some unfinished fields. Do you still have time to cultivate the original fields of the Miria family? It's time to plant the crops. Or we'll help you with the planting, but we'll take some more grain when it's time to harvest." ”

“…… God will look after me. ”

Little Hoss said.

No one in the nearby village spoke.

It's just that they are still around Milia and Little Hoth, refusing to leave.

The courtyard was so quiet.

At last

It was Grandpa Gus, who presided over Mr. More's funeral, that spoke again,

“…… Then since Milia has already adopted little Hoth, and little Hoth can go to the fields and cultivate them, and will not abandon the fields, then let's all leave. ”

Little Hoth raised his head and looked at Grandpa Gus,

Grandpa Gus was still as gentle as ever.

"There is God's testimony that little Hoth is Miria's future child."

Finally, under the words of Grandpa Gus, the surrounding village residents finally left one after another.

Waiting for everyone to leave, Grandpa Gus stayed until the end,

smiled and said to little Hoth and Miria again,

"I think it's God's will for you to be reunited as a family. Little Hoth lost his father, and Milia you lost her husband. ”

"Hopefully, little Hoth, you won't waste the field left behind by Moore, and I hope Milia you will take care of Moll and grow up well."

Grandpa Gus spoke and left.

Little Hoth stood in place, still holding the farm tool in his hand, and looked at Grandpa Gus who was walking away.

There are still some ignorant doubts in his eyes.

……

Why did Gus help little Hoss,

Is Gus a kind person?

Reading this from the beginning, Professor Voss, who has read it several times, has a very clear understanding.

No, Gus wasn't helping little Hoss,

He was simply asserting his authority and that of the church.

Since the inhabitants of the village, in the name of God and the church, will strip down the fields of Miriyage,

After Miria had little Hoth, the people of the village grabbed Miria Ath's fields.

It was against the will of God and the church, and hurt the authority of Gus,

So Gus came out and spoke.

Assert your authority and defend your own interests.

And this plot of the villagers who want to seize Miria's field after Moore's death,

Is it really just a tragedy for Miria?

In fact, this is obviously a tragedy for everyone in this plot.

They firmly believed that Milia as a woman could not work in the fields.

Before little Hoth agreed to be adopted by Milia, they never felt the slightest bit wrong or hesitated.

They live, work, and even think according to what is called God's will.

There's never been a way out of this category.

And what does this bring to them.

At least in this plot, and in the previous plot, the most direct point is reflected,

It is to waste half of the labor force.

Professor Voss has seen this episode for the first time,

But when I saw this, I still couldn't help but diverge my thinking,

And then I went on and on.

Soon, I was immersed in the story again.

……

in the text.

Little Hoth clenched the farming tools in his hand and watched the villagers walk away,

Then he turned his head and looked at Miria Asia.

"Millie Asia ......"

Although I had known for a long time that Miriah wanted to adopt him too much,

And Miria has always been very good to him, but little Hoth is facing Miria Atoo who has become a family member at this time,

Still a little embarrassed and overwhelmed.

"It's okay...... Just call me that way in the future. Or just call Miria. ”

"Hmm...... Thank you Miley Asia too. ”

Little Hoss didn't know what to say,

He didn't know what to do with this new addition to his family.

Miria smiled at little Hoth,

"Miria ...... Can I still live here? I have been living in my father's room in Medioc. ”

Horston Jr. paused, and spoke again.

"Of course...... Just like before. Just I'll help you prepare a change of clothes, and food for the day. And you may need to hurry up and farm. ”

Miria said to little Hoth.

"Hmm...... Then I'm going to the fields? ”

Little Hoss asked.

"Hmm...... There's still some brown bread at home, you can take it, I made it last night, and some soybean soup......"

Miria went back to the house, put some food and water in the basket, and handed it to little Hoth,

Little Hoss looked at it, and he had eaten a lot more than he had brought to the fields every day.

Looking at the sun in the sky, it is true that it has been delayed for too long,

Little Hoss carried the basket and hurried out again.

Miria was still standing in the courtyard, watching little Hoth gradually walk away, and then she couldn't see it anymore, and then she returned to the house.