Back at home in their three-story building, Dermot and Natalia were already waiting on the couch, one reading a book and the other doing needlework.

Natalia saw Lecia come in, put down the needle and thread in her hand, picked up a crisp white cascading pleated dress and gestured at her.

"It looks pretty appropriate, and you need some more ornaments so that you can stand out in the election of the sacrificial saint."

"Natalia, you haven't asked Lesia if she likes it, she's in a hurry."

"It's okay, you can wear it on a regular basis, it's perfect. This brings out the flaming red hair. Come and eat. ”

The conversation between them didn't have the opportunity for Lessia to interject, but also, she grew up living in their arrangement, and she was used to it.

"Lesia, how are you feeling this morning, are you still adapting?" After eating the fried meat and bread on the plate, Dermot asked her what she had seen this morning.

"Fortunately, the students were a little strange, so I asked the village chief to help me suppress the field."

Lesia took the broth that Natalia had pushed over and ate it, there were some vegetables missing today.

"You're smart, so the pranksters will weigh it too."

"Are the children in Yansir so mature now? I saw a girl who was pregnant, and her name was Awosika. And a guy named Betty is also very mature and wants to seduce me. ”

Lesia ate the stewed lamb and the peas inside, and said unconcernedly.

Dermot looked at Natalia with some confusion.

"In this way, girls can get married and have children when they reach the age of menarche, so that they can add an extra labor force to the family and make life better.

The conditions of our family are excellent, so you can't appreciate those hardships. Otherwise, we would be holding the children and pulling a few now. Will you still be able to finish the book? ”

"Is that so?"

After listening to Natalia's explanation, Lesia seemed to be like this, picking up the cold vegetables and eating them with the main food.

After eating and tidying up, the three of them sat down on the sofa in the hall to rest, and Natalia was still busy sewing her white dress.

Lesia rested in Dermott's arms with her eyes closed, the feeling was familiar, it had always been that way before.

"Wake up, Lessia, it's time for you to go to class, it's not good to be late."

Lesia, who was lying on the sofa, was shaken awake, and after seeing that her clothes were okay, she hurriedly said goodbye to the two and went out.

The sun was a little hot outside, and she opened the small white lace umbrella that had been stuffed up when she went out, and a strange carriage passed by on the road.

Unlike Marat, it is two erect creatures with horned heads and black hair, with rags tied around their lower bodies.

When they met Lessia at about the same level, they yelled at her with their fanged mouths, and their strong arms struggled as they were tied.

"Bastard, give me a good pull." The coachman took the whip and struck it under the fur, and let the sheep go on.

"Lesia, scared you. I'm old German, and I'm a laborer I caught from the mountains, and I can do it without eating too much. ”

The coachman looked very thin, unlike his strong son, but Lessia could feel his strength.

"Uncle Germain, long time no see, I'm going to rush to class now, we'll talk next time."

"It just so happens that I'm going to work too, but I didn't expect our Lesia to become a big beauty, and this year's sacrificial saintess will always be you."

"Thank you for your compliments and recognition."

After Lessia finished speaking, she hurried towards the spire building, the two pitch-black two-legged sheep always gave her a feeling of fear, and the next second she was about to rush up and tear herself apart.

"Teacher Lessia, good afternoon, we meet again."

Betty didn't know where to come from, so she clasped her hands and put them in front.

With those clear eyes, the moist red lips continued to lure Lesia to her secret garden.

"Betty, you can't jump and jump when you walk, you have to walk with a moderate pace and a steady breath. And you can't do these actions to others, you have to be a dignified lady. ”

Helpless, Lesia taught her how to put her hands away, and then how to hold each other gracefully with one hand.

"I'm not the eldest lady, why should I be a lady? Miss Lecia, are you a lady? ”

"Everybody can be a lady, give me a little serious."

Looking at Betty, who is still a little jumpy, and the children with special characteristics, Lecia knows that she may not have a good time in the past six months.

Sure enough, whatever you worry about comes. She and Betty met Sister Awosica at the same time as they entered the doorway.

Awosica, who had a small belly, looked at Betty with some disgust, destroying the original maternal brilliance on her body.

"Teacher Lessia, let me give you a piece of advice, Betty is not a good boy, you are not deceived by her appearance."

"Awosika, are you a good boy again?" Betty looked at her abdomen.

Awosika ignored her and dragged her sister inside. Reluctantly, Lesia followed with Betty.

The afternoon session also went well, and the children were all having their own games, except for Schiller and the two somewhat old-fashioned children who seemed to be listening carefully.

In the back, Germain is showing off his strength and hunting skills, Awosika and his sister are caressing their bellies and radiating the radiance of motherhood, and a few scruffy children are playing with clay sculptures, and children with drawing boards are making their own paintings.

and the green-haired Betty, who is always frowning at herself and adding some laughter.

Lesia wants to go to the police to complain about her harassment.

"After class, that's it for today. When you go back, remember to write your name a hundred times, and give it to me tomorrow, and if you can't write it well, you can write it before you come in. ”

A few children rushed out, a few bowed, and Betty immediately entangled.

Awosika came to her, gave her a disdainful look, and pulled her sister away.

Schiller stepped forward and spoke; "Sister Lessia, let's go to the wheat field and listen to the flute, I have a new tune."

"It's okay to go to my secret garden." Betty folded her hands behind her back and tilted her head, a little cute.

Lesia was also curious about her secret garden, and it should be nothing to see, otherwise she would be haunted by herself.

"Then let's go together."

Jermain also ran over and said that he was going to hunt inside, and Betty's face froze for a moment, but quickly returned to that way.

When she went out, she also saw Yulia, the wife of the village chief Little, talking and laughing with Awosica in the office across the door, like a year-old friend.

"Teacher Lecia, you should know who that kid is."

Betty said something mysteriously, and Lesia thought that the man was the village chief, Little.

Could it be that this guy invites people to have children together when he sees them? He also praised himself today. Find a chance to ask.

The three of them followed Betty to the side of her house, and instead of returning to her house, she turned back to the forest on the side.

Walking through the wheat field, I realized that there was a flower blooming on the thorns, colorful and violet.

The densely wound thorns underground are grayish-yellow, protruding from nodules, which look very ordinary.

"Sister Lecia, let's be here. It's not good to go in and wait and stab your foot. ”

Schiller stopped everyone and sat down on the straw pile and played the melodious flute.

Germain clenched his fists and beat the trunk of the tree next to him to the rhythm, and the leaves on it fell from time to time.

Lesia, too, felt a little scared of the scenery inside, and sat down next to Schiller.

Betty runs into her secret garden and disappears into it, probably to pick flowers.

Schiller's playing was very good, and she had a sense of tranquility that she didn't want to leave, and she was a little tired in the afternoon when she wanted to rest on the spot.

Approaching the road, there was a man who walked out of nowhere, his face pale as a dead corpse, and a few thorns wrapped around his chest. Hold a piece of meat in your arms and eat it directly.

The chewing mouth was stained with red blood, and he turned his head to look at Lesia and the others, pondered for a while and continued to bite the flesh and leave.

"Teacher Lecia, that person is the weirdo I told you, isn't he scary?"

Betty appeared next to her with a thorny flower, her gaze resting on the vanished weirdo.

Schiller stopped his flute: "Isn't that your distant cousin North?" He is said to have failed in his business and was evicted by several families and ran back here. Something is going to be out of the way. ”

"Schiller, don't talk if you can't speak, so how can I find Teacher Lesia's concern in the future."

"Don't make a noise, don't leave it like this next time, don't forget what we're here for."

Lesia stopped them from preparing to quarrel.

Betty gave the flowers to Lesia, mainly red and yellow.

This combination made her feel a little strange, and she had to hold it carefully for fear of the thorns on it.

"Teacher Lecia, they're all here, let's go in and have a look, there's more in there, there must be something you like."

Lesia was pulled in without paying attention because she had to be careful of the thorns of the flowers, and Betty stepped over the thorny grass below, trying to get Lesia to step over as well.

"Sister, something strange seems to have happened over there, it seems that there are students in our class."

Schiller's voice came, and Germain also broke a branch with a punch, which made the somewhat confused Lesia wake up, and quickly threw away the flowers and retracted the foot that was about to step forward.

"Let's go over and take a look."

"Teacher Lecia, if you don't come in, I won't be with you in the future."

Betty had a grudge on her face, her feet constantly dodging the ground, and she watched the three of them leave here.

"Damn, hateful, hateful." She picked up the bouquet of flowers, tore it away despite the thorns on it, scratched and bleeding hands and grabbed her hair and walked inside.

In the wheat field, the sloppy children, who had not known where to get the water, stirred the soil into a slurry with wooden sticks and threw it at a rickety old man with white hair.

He was old, covered with hair and beard except for his eyes and part of his face, and he was covered with a lot of mud, and he lay on the ground and curled up, allowing the children to throw mud.

Seeing that Lesia was still losing when she arrived, and beckoned everyone to come together, Lessia quickly stopped them.

"Roach, Varro, how can you bully the old man? Forget how I taught you? ”

"He's just a weirdo, can't be bullied anymore? Let's go, I don't believe that Teacher Lescia can watch every day. ”

The sloppy children ran away quickly after throwing away the mud in their hands. Do Lesia know why they are so dirty every day, and their parents don't care about it?

The old man who fell to the ground stood up on his own, took the root and pestle and walked away in small steps, and did not say anything.

Lesia looked at the rickety and mud-stained back, and had an indescribable feeling in her heart, and quickly stepped forward to ask.

Schiller pulled the corner of her shirt and finally let go again, and followed.

Germain had already run after the sloppy kids, not knowing what to do?

"Old man, are you going home? Where is your home? ”

Lesia asked the old man in front of her, but he didn't answer, the skin on her face was wrinkled, stacked on top of each other. It took a long time before I said a few words.

"I want to go home, I repent, please let me go home...

"Old man, isn't your house here? Where are you from? ”

Lesia kept asking, tirelessly, and slowly walked out of the distance before the old man reacted to look like her, and spoke slowly.

"Lessia, come back quickly, the sacrificial saintess will be decided, and if you don't go home so late next time, we will teach you a good lesson."

Natalia's voice came from the back road, interrupting the old man.

The old man didn't continue, and continued to leave the area.

In desperation, Laceia turned back to Natalia, and Schiller said goodbye to them.

"I shouldn't have let you go out to study, and I won't listen to us when I come back." Natalia grumbled as she took Lessia's hand and walked home.

"Haven't I come back? Where is there no obedience? Lecia hugged her arm for a while, and only after finding that the other party's mood had improved before she continued her question.

"Who was that old man just now, why haven't I seen it?"

"I don't know where the weird guy came from, just don't worry about it, I heard that there is a new kid there, but I can't leave the woods. So only the old man was wandering around all day. ”

"Oh." Lesia didn't ask what the old man said, she thought it would be better to ask herself, and her sister might not know.

On the way back, she also saw the child sitting silently in the corner, as if his name was Gibbon Hart, who plucked the grass from the ground and ate it, and stuffed everything he got into his mouth.

Lesia quickly stopped him, causing another wave of Natalia's downfall.

"Lessia, it's a custom, you can't ask everyone to be like you and respect others."

"Then he doesn't care if he goes to eat sheep dung balls?"

"Let's talk about it later."

Back home, she saw that Edmund was still tinkering with his development, and that the ship had made no progress other than its skeleton.

Thinking that she would be told to run to join in the fun, she could only turn around and push the door open.

"I'm back."