The surface is plain and unpretentious, but the inside is connotative, and the luxury car starts slowly.

When you come over, you're alone, and when you go back, you're one more.

The first time he was assigned to a deacon nun, Yorks felt a little interesting.

Sister Erin was like a blank sheet of paper, allowing him to paint all kinds of colors, I don't know if this was also the old man's intention.

For Erin, he is undoubtedly very satisfied.

Yorks leaned back, changed his position comfortably, and began to deal with the 0.5 stat he got today.

Without any hesitation, continue to add to the spirit to ensure that it can keep up with the pace of the magic.

[Success]

[Spirit 130 liters to 130.5]

Hearing the prompt, York closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate, although the feeling of 0.5 points was small, but it was not impossible.

"Erin, tell me when it's time to talk to me."

Erin stole a glance at the priest next to her,

"Yes, Father."

——

New York.

Pluto Church.

is unpretentious, and even when the priest is not there, there are always some believers coming and going, and there is an endless stream.

Someone walks and someone comes to make up for the position.

The first employee, Robert took a towel while wiping the floor-to-ceiling windows next to the wall, while looking at the believers scattered on the row of stools, and he was also a little satisfied with his honor.

It's been a few days since he went to work, and he knows a few things, and he also knows some believers who come often.

Through his conversations, he discovered that most of the believers were in contact with Father York.

For example, Ms. Moissan, who heard that her daughter Sarah had been invaded by the devil, and it was the Yorkes God Father who rescued herself.

This made Ms. Moissanite very grateful, and as far as he could see, the money that Ms. Moissan's money put into the donation box was not small.

There were also some believers who seemed to be new, and although they seemed reluctant to explain, Robert was keenly aware that these well-dressed, new-looking and tall believers also had a look of gratitude on their faces when they spoke of Father York.

Although the stay time is not as long as that of the old believers, the intensity of dedication is greater than anyone else.

"I'm afraid that Father York, like Ms. Moissan, has done some good things again." Robert had a smile on his face.

As someone who has been saved by Father York, he loves nothing more than to hear Father York's stories and to see how grateful others are to Father York.

Not why, because it made him happy for the priest and happy for him......

"Goodbye, Robert." A voice rang in his ears.

Robert hurriedly stopped wiping and looked in the direction of the sound source.

An old man with a handbag was standing and smiling at him.

This is an old believer who often comes to pray, who can sit there for a long time a day, and who often complains to him that Father York does not do Mass and other activities that she likes, and that's it, and is always missing, and often no one is found.

He didn't know how to answer, but when it came to talking, the lady did approve of Father York, who, in her words, was a priest she could trust.

"Goodbye, Miss Aisara." Robert laughed.

The old man smiled and walked slowly out of the church with his handbag.

After seeing it, Robert resumed his wiping action, and he was in a mess.

"Come on! Robert! ”

He made sure that when the priest returned, he would see the brand new church!

I don't know how long it was.

The child's shouts suddenly rang out.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy! Here we go! ”

“……”

Robert, who was about to finish wiping, subconsciously looked at his wife standing in front of the door, and saw the child's excited expression running towards him, and a bright smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Ai!"

Robert threw the towel in the bucket below, hugged his youngest daughter and third daughter in one hand, and walked towards his wife on the left and right.

It was because of Father York's salvation that his eldest and second daughters were able to go to school and the family had a place to live.

"What did you make today?"

"Macaroni, sandwiches, salads!"

"WOW, all my favorites!"

Listening to the crisp voice of his little daughter, Robert smiled and walked up to his wife.

"Let's go eat outside."

Beth also had a smile on her face, nodded and walked outside, whispering.

"Father York hasn't come back yet?"

"Nope."

Robert shook his head and led him to the corner where he often ate, put his two daughters down, and let them play.

Hearing the answer, Beth silently saved Father York's favorite portion, and then set her husband's favorite lunch.

"It's okay, Father York's portion, I can save it for tonight."

Robert smiled, picked up the fork his wife handed him and began to pull the macaroni on it, gulping it down.

"Hmm."

Beth smiled again and sat down in front of her husband.

Like her husband, she was equally grateful to Father York, who had not been there since that day or two, which made her gratitude unfulfilled.

Robert seemed to be able to sense this, reached out and patted his wife's hand, and continued to gobble it up.

Until some time passed, Robert took the commode box and looked at his wife at the two daughters who were giggling and playing under a big tree, and their faces were full of happiness.

But a girl who couldn't get in by the gate and hesitated to move still attracted his attention.

Short hair, a boy's outfit, a boy's hoodie and simple denim.

Robert quickly remembered that the girl who was hesitant was the same girl who had carefully asked him yesterday if the priest was absent.

Beth also noticed the situation at the side of the gate.

"Who is this kid?"

"I don't know, I haven't found it recently, it should be a newcomer, but she seems to have some problems and needs Father York's help."

Recalling yesterday's events, Robert put down his commode and got up and walked towards the door.

"I'll go take a look."

……

"It's not going to be called a psychopath, is it?"

"But that dream is too real!"

"I have to believe in myself! See for yourself! ”

Standing by the door, Bridget looked at the old church in front of her, still hesitating.

The new generation, which prides itself on being at the forefront of trends, should not be like this, because it is something that can be ridiculed by their peers.

She thinks the same way, and has always believed that this world is the world of science, but the recent events still make her feel weird and scared.

The dreams she had every night were so real that she couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams, and the constant murmuring in her ears also made her feel irritated and impatient.

Keep muttering to her to open that book! Open that book!

(End of chapter)