"I...is it okay?"

Wu Qingchen looked around and saw that all the eyes of his parents and brothers were gathered on him. Most of these eyes were happy and joyful, while a small part was surprised and puzzled.

"It's okay! It's okay! Loss doesn't have to serve summer service here... This is good, this is good... Of course it's good."

Unconsciously rubbing his hands, Old William quickly affirmed that after a moment of joy, Old William soon felt a burst of chaotic feelings in his mind, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the past half month, Wu Qingchen has worked harder every day to finish his own work, trying hard to squeeze out a little bit of time, and then he quickly ran to the church as soon as he put down the tool---

Of course, Old William saw all this. Even after Wu Qingchen ran into the church, Old William stood outside the church door and looked around from a distance for two or three times.

Just like when Wu Qingchen first started to change, the reason why Wu Qingchen went to the church every day was that Old William once again successfully understood it as the story of pedestrians on the roadside and the whimsical fantasy of young people.

There is no doubt that Old William must be quite dissatisfied with the weird behavior caused by "story" and "whimsical".

The hard and difficult years have almost completely erased William/More's ability to "fantasy" and "longing". Even if the old William rarely grows a few "hope" and "wishes" in his mind, the most arrogant part will not exceed the level of "no rain tomorrow", "fewer insects in the field", and "a hen lays one more egg".

Regarding Wu Qingchen's recent strange behavior, washing his face, washing his teeth, praying and counting the strange behavior of sweeping the church, Old William always thought that this was the life of Los Little Envy of the men, and imitating it with great effort. No matter when, he never thought that all this could really change Los Little's life.

So, at this moment, when change really happened, and when the manager Iverite announced that Little Loss would not have to participate in the most labor-intensive summer service of the year, countless thoughts inevitably arose in Old William's mind.

"William...William..."

Just as he was immersed in his mind, he suddenly felt someone shook himself. Old William turned around and his wife Jacqueline handed over an iron elm. Idra and Grace had already separated the tools.

"William...is almost here... Loss..." Holding an iron hoe, Jacquelin had a questioning expression on his face, and pointed to the empty little Loss.

"Los...oh! Los!" Old William turned his head suddenly and looked at his third son: "Los, your Xia Shi is not here, go home first... don't fall asleep when you go home. It's almost time. Go to church quickly. Don't miss Mr. Playa's affairs... Or you can go outside the church now. Anyway, the rain is very light, and you can rest on the stone wall of the church... Or you... or you..."

As he was talking, for no reason, suddenly, Old William thought of Fendi on the east side of the village, thought of Fendi working hard since dawn, but he could not finish the last work until the second bell rang...

Old William knew quite well that the church's evening prayer was still a long time before, and there was only a little work left in the field. Little Loss was now over, and with this time, even one person could definitely finish it.

However, a few days ago, when Little Loss went to church every day, no matter how tired he was, he would always finish his own work first and never ask himself to help. After working so long, he finally had a little time to have a little time...

Thinking of this in my heart, Old William's voice unknowingly lowered, "Loss, how about you...or you... go to the east of the village first, and there is still some work in the field. Do you think... can you go and have a look first?"

Next, Old William saw that without hesitation, without hesitation, and without any unhappy expression, facing what he hesitated for a long time before finally saying something, his third son, just like when he heard any request from him, nodded quickly and responded simply:

"Okay, father."

After a long time, holding the iron elm, Old William stood by the field, looked at Little Loss bypassing several puddles, jumped through a few muddy holy talismans, then paused and walked onto the path leading to the east of the village.

Old William stood there quietly until he lifted his trouser robe and carefully chose the little Loss under his feet gradually became farther away, until this strange and slim figure that always seemed awkward to disappear completely at the corner. When he could never see it again, Old William turned around and sighed silently.

Son, son.

----

Tragedy, tragedy.

I'll go. After finally having some free time, Old William thought of the unfinished things that he had not finished in the east of the village.

Without the onlookers around, Wu Qingchen's face was distorted and his face was full of grief and anger.

There is no way, the staff team repeatedly reiterated to Wu Qingchen after the three trainings received by the Earth World:

In the medieval world, several members of Wu Qingchen's family were extremely valuable wealth for Wu Qingchen and also a key figure involved in countless future plans. On the premise that it does not affect his own safety, Wu Qingchen must make every effort to make good friends with his family members; at the same time, on the premise that it does not affect his own safety, Wu Qingchen must meet the requirements of his family members as much as possible.

As satisfied as possible...as satisfied as possible...

Tragedy...

Two hours later, Wu Qingchen, who was dragging his tired body and running to the east of the village alone, finally met the requirements of his family members - he finished the rest of his work panting.

After taking a short rest, looking at the sky, Wu Qingchen took out a few stones, picked up a few branches, and calculated the current time.

Fortunately, it was quite early.

Sitting by the ridge of the field to rest, Wu Qingchen began to plan habitually: the summer service lasts quite a long time. If you can spend more time every day like today, you can make many tools recommended by the coaching staff while resting by yourself.

In this case, the materials I prepared a few days ago seemed to be a little insufficient.

So, after the rest, Wu Qingchen walked to his three secret kitchens and storage rooms one after another, checked the various materials he had prepared, and re-cooked the shapes of several small pottery prepared a while ago, and collected some suitable wood stone rosin, etc.

Huh... finished another piece...

Putting down another processed wooden board, Wu Qingchen looked at the simple leaf stone timer next to him. The shadow of the branches was only a little distance away from the marking mark.

OK... It's almost time for evening prayer...

After packing up all the messy handmade materials in front of him, Wu Qingchen stood up and stretched his body. At the same time, he looked around and confirmed that there was nothing missing. Then he finally climbed up the small slope next to him and disappeared on the edge of the woods.

Ten minutes later, Wu Qingchen walked to the church.

Little Andrey had once again begun to clean the altar. Wu Qingchen smiled, picked up the broom, and started to do his own work.

Clean, pray, teach.

He completed all this quietly. When Playa put away the parchment and was about to turn around and leave, Wu Qingchen took a step forward gently, lowered his head slightly, and bowed his head to the priest.

"Pastor, thank you."

"Yeah?" Playa stopped, with a little doubtful expression.

"Pastor, in the afternoon, Manager Everett told me that I don't have to work in the fields this year, and the work in the church is my summer service... Thank you, Pastor..."

"Oh? Is the Xia Massage started today?..." Playa put away the parchment and smiled slightly: "I forgot to tell you about the work and Xia Massage. After all, this has happened several days ago..."

"Thank you...Pastor..."

"Yeah, okay, go home." Praia nodded, "If you have time, recite the holy words more. Don't thank me. Everything is the glory of the Lord. 'The closer your heart is to the Lord, the closer your eyes are to you.'"

"Forage grass cannot grow without mud, and green wheat cannot sprout without water."

"Okay, okay, okay." Hearing Wu Qingchen's answer, Playa's smile became more and more kind, "Go home, go back."

Looking at Wu Qingchen's small figure leaving the church, the pastor still had a smile on his face, "Not bad... Not bad... What a smart child."

The priest's voice was not loud, but little Andre just heard it clearly, and he couldn't help but raise his head and look happy: "Thank you, priest."

"Haha, yes, you're also a smart kid."

Playa laughed.

"The closer your heart is to the Lord, the closer your eyes are to you. Everything is the brilliance of the Lord."

"Forage cannot grow without mud, and green wheat cannot sprout without water. Thank you, pastor."

The more I thought about these two sentences, the more proud Playa was and the more satisfied she was.

I have such a profound understanding of the divine scriptures, and it is so smooth to learn digital sundials...

If this little guy was just put in front of the deacon in the Big Nose Parish, it might be too wasteful?
Chapter completed!