Chapter 334 Fear
"call……"
Seeing that Little Hoss wanted to have a tombstone in front of his father's grave,
After the previously inserted tombstone was pulled out, I still suppressed my fear and made a smaller tombstone and hid it in the soil.
Although others couldn't see it, Little Hoss knew that there was a tombstone in front of his father's grave.
When seeing this scene,
The two readers, Al and Petunia, couldn't help being nervous,
What would happen if Little Hoss' actions were discovered again, would he die like Medioc?
Although the book doesn't describe what kind of person "Grandpa Gus" is,
But from his current attitude towards the tombstone in front of Medioc's grave, the two readers, Al and Petunia, don't think this old guy is a good thing.
All the villagers' doubts about the church's will and regulations are answered by this person.
Each time, a gift or reward for answering questions will be collected.
In order to maintain his authority and the benefits brought by his authority, this person will only be worse than the people in that church.
It is in the place where the church does not expressly say that it is the space for him to dominate, and he will also act as the vanguard of the church.
If he knew that Little Hoss dared to erect a tombstone here, he really couldn't believe what he would do to Little Hoss.
No wonder the two readers, Al and Penny, think so badly of the "Grandpa Gus" who hasn't officially appeared yet,
It is really the depression of this story that makes them afraid. Mr. I wrote it so well,
Letting Little Hoss's barely sustainable life is like walking a tightrope on the edge of a cliff. If you don't pay attention, you will collapse.
Let them also be unbearably nervous.
at last,
Seeing that Little Hoss hid the new tombstone in the field without being discovered, and went to work in the field normally,
The two readers, Al and Penny, were relieved one after another.
Hearing his wife let out a long breath, Al turned his head and looked at his wife,
"Keep watching."
Penny said something out loud.
The two of them turned their eyes back to the computer screen.
……
book.
Little Hoss gradually became tired again from the work in the field,
The dripping sweat soaked his clothes, and the scorching sun above him,
It has left him with no time to take care of his previous fears.
The whole person was a little dizzy from the sun,
Just subconsciously, mechanically repeating the action of farming,
I want to go to rest under the shade of the tree, but also want to work as much as possible,
In this repetition, Little Hoss plowed some fields again,
Finally, the two hands under the drowsy head finally did not cooperate very well,
When planting crops, the agricultural tools held in the hands were waved down at the same time,
Halfway through, my drowsy mind suddenly regained consciousness and woke up with a start.
But it was dug into the hand, but fortunately the wound could not be dug,
On the edge of the tiger's mouth in the hand, bright red blood soaked out in an instant,
The tingling sensation stimulated his thumb, which couldn't stop beating slightly,
It also completely woke up Little Hoss's head that was a little drowsy from the sun,
Looking at the wound on his hand, Little Hoss didn't know what to do for a while,
He stretched out his hand to wipe away some of the blood that had gathered on the back of his hand,
But the hand holding the farm tool is also muddy.
In the end, he just took the slightly cleaner place of the sackcloth on his body and wiped the blood from his hands,
It's just that the blood stained the sackcloth, and the little Huston stopped his movements immediately.
Blood, the blood on his body... Little Hoss showed some fear on his face,
But then, and fell silent again,
After being silent for a while, Little Hoss walked silently under the shade of the trees beside the field and rested.
Wait until the wound on your hand stops bleeding,
Little Hoss took out the black bread that he brought out in the morning, and ate it with water.
In the afternoon, Little Hoss continued to work in the field.
He knew that he had to do it much slower, so he spent more time plowing in a day to keep up with the plowing time.
So he didn't get up from the field until it was dark and he couldn't see clearly, and when the villagers passing by the field called him.
"Little Hoss... went home, it's getting dark."
It was a villager next to his field, who called him as he passed by.
Little Hoss raised his head, then took the farm tools and the remaining crops, and slowly walked back home.
……
At night, Little Hoss lay on the bed, afraid to fall asleep for a long time.
He was afraid that he would have another nightmare,
So he heard Mr. Moore beating and scolding Mrs. Milia until the night,
After a while, Little Hoss was too tired to work in the field during the day and couldn't stand it any longer, so he fell into a deep sleep.
But that night,
He wasn't having nightmares.
When I woke up the next day, I felt sore all over my body as usual.
Still eating almost breakfast,
Little Hoss went out.
Hastily ran towards his father's grave.
run all the way,
Little Hoss didn't see anyone else in front of his father's grave.
He knelt down to look, and there was no sign of digging up the place where he buried the tombstone yesterday.
Little Hoss breathed a sigh of relief.
Return along the road, ready to continue working in the field.
Only on the way back, Little Hoss saw Aunt Varina again.
Aunt Varina seemed to be going again to the cemetery where the villagers were buried.
"Aunt Varina?"
"...Well, Little Hoss...I'll go see your brother Walker."
"...Aunt Varina, how did Brother Walker die?"
Little Hoss couldn't help asking.
Aunt Varina was silent for a while,
"He died of illness."
"Well... Aunt Varina, I'm leaving."
Not knowing how to comfort Aunt Varina, Little Hoss said something to Aunt Varina and left again.
Aunt Varina also went on to the village cemetery.
Little Hoss went to the field, and it was another tiring day of farming.
But finally, the field he was plowing came to the edge of the field, across the field, the villagers in the nearby field saw him, and some people chatted with him.
"... Little Hoss... have you planted so many?"
"Um……"
Little Hoss was too tired to speak.
"Hmm...Little Hoss, about your father's tombstone, did you go to give a gift to Grandpa Gus? If it wasn't for you, Grandpa Gus, you would have made a mistake this time."
The village resident in the nearby field was silent for a while, and then reminded Little Hoss,
"...If you don't thank him like this, your Grandpa Gus will get angry after a while."
Little Hoss paused, straightened up, and was busy farming. He really forgot about it.
But will Grandpa Gus be angry?
In his impression, Grandpa Gus seemed to be very kind all the time.
"I see, thanks."
Little Hoss responded, and then glanced at the field that was about to be plowed.
Continue to bend down, farming with your back to the sun.
Little Hoss returned home after the field was plowed, and planned to take some gifts to Grandpa Gus at this time.
It's just that when he walked to the door of the house, Little Hoss saw Mrs. Milia from the neighbor's house again, and Mrs. Milia was standing in the yard next door.
"Mrs. Milia?"
Little Hoss yelled with some doubts.
"Little Hoss, are you done with your work?"
"Well, Mrs. Millia, are you waiting for Mr. Moore?"
"Well, yes, he went to plow the field. Did you see him? He should be right next to the field you plowed."
Little Hoss shook his head, but he didn't see it.
"Maybe it's farming elsewhere."
Mrs. Millia responded.
Little Hoss nodded, and then hurried back to his home.
……
"Dong dong..."
"Mr. Al, can we get off work?"
While looking at the contents of 'Ordinary Chapter',
An editor from a publishing house carefully knocked on the door of Al's office, and then came in and asked.
"...Is it time to get off work? Of course, you get off work."
The two of Al turned their heads to look out the window, only to realize that it was already evening.
(End of this chapter)
"call……"
Seeing that Little Hoss wanted to have a tombstone in front of his father's grave,
After the previously inserted tombstone was pulled out, I still suppressed my fear and made a smaller tombstone and hid it in the soil.
Although others couldn't see it, Little Hoss knew that there was a tombstone in front of his father's grave.
When seeing this scene,
The two readers, Al and Petunia, couldn't help being nervous,
What would happen if Little Hoss' actions were discovered again, would he die like Medioc?
Although the book doesn't describe what kind of person "Grandpa Gus" is,
But from his current attitude towards the tombstone in front of Medioc's grave, the two readers, Al and Petunia, don't think this old guy is a good thing.
All the villagers' doubts about the church's will and regulations are answered by this person.
Each time, a gift or reward for answering questions will be collected.
In order to maintain his authority and the benefits brought by his authority, this person will only be worse than the people in that church.
It is in the place where the church does not expressly say that it is the space for him to dominate, and he will also act as the vanguard of the church.
If he knew that Little Hoss dared to erect a tombstone here, he really couldn't believe what he would do to Little Hoss.
No wonder the two readers, Al and Penny, think so badly of the "Grandpa Gus" who hasn't officially appeared yet,
It is really the depression of this story that makes them afraid. Mr. I wrote it so well,
Letting Little Hoss's barely sustainable life is like walking a tightrope on the edge of a cliff. If you don't pay attention, you will collapse.
Let them also be unbearably nervous.
at last,
Seeing that Little Hoss hid the new tombstone in the field without being discovered, and went to work in the field normally,
The two readers, Al and Penny, were relieved one after another.
Hearing his wife let out a long breath, Al turned his head and looked at his wife,
"Keep watching."
Penny said something out loud.
The two of them turned their eyes back to the computer screen.
……
book.
Little Hoss gradually became tired again from the work in the field,
The dripping sweat soaked his clothes, and the scorching sun above him,
It has left him with no time to take care of his previous fears.
The whole person was a little dizzy from the sun,
Just subconsciously, mechanically repeating the action of farming,
I want to go to rest under the shade of the tree, but also want to work as much as possible,
In this repetition, Little Hoss plowed some fields again,
Finally, the two hands under the drowsy head finally did not cooperate very well,
When planting crops, the agricultural tools held in the hands were waved down at the same time,
Halfway through, my drowsy mind suddenly regained consciousness and woke up with a start.
But it was dug into the hand, but fortunately the wound could not be dug,
On the edge of the tiger's mouth in the hand, bright red blood soaked out in an instant,
The tingling sensation stimulated his thumb, which couldn't stop beating slightly,
It also completely woke up Little Hoss's head that was a little drowsy from the sun,
Looking at the wound on his hand, Little Hoss didn't know what to do for a while,
He stretched out his hand to wipe away some of the blood that had gathered on the back of his hand,
But the hand holding the farm tool is also muddy.
In the end, he just took the slightly cleaner place of the sackcloth on his body and wiped the blood from his hands,
It's just that the blood stained the sackcloth, and the little Huston stopped his movements immediately.
Blood, the blood on his body... Little Hoss showed some fear on his face,
But then, and fell silent again,
After being silent for a while, Little Hoss walked silently under the shade of the trees beside the field and rested.
Wait until the wound on your hand stops bleeding,
Little Hoss took out the black bread that he brought out in the morning, and ate it with water.
In the afternoon, Little Hoss continued to work in the field.
He knew that he had to do it much slower, so he spent more time plowing in a day to keep up with the plowing time.
So he didn't get up from the field until it was dark and he couldn't see clearly, and when the villagers passing by the field called him.
"Little Hoss... went home, it's getting dark."
It was a villager next to his field, who called him as he passed by.
Little Hoss raised his head, then took the farm tools and the remaining crops, and slowly walked back home.
……
At night, Little Hoss lay on the bed, afraid to fall asleep for a long time.
He was afraid that he would have another nightmare,
So he heard Mr. Moore beating and scolding Mrs. Milia until the night,
After a while, Little Hoss was too tired to work in the field during the day and couldn't stand it any longer, so he fell into a deep sleep.
But that night,
He wasn't having nightmares.
When I woke up the next day, I felt sore all over my body as usual.
Still eating almost breakfast,
Little Hoss went out.
Hastily ran towards his father's grave.
run all the way,
Little Hoss didn't see anyone else in front of his father's grave.
He knelt down to look, and there was no sign of digging up the place where he buried the tombstone yesterday.
Little Hoss breathed a sigh of relief.
Return along the road, ready to continue working in the field.
Only on the way back, Little Hoss saw Aunt Varina again.
Aunt Varina seemed to be going again to the cemetery where the villagers were buried.
"Aunt Varina?"
"...Well, Little Hoss...I'll go see your brother Walker."
"...Aunt Varina, how did Brother Walker die?"
Little Hoss couldn't help asking.
Aunt Varina was silent for a while,
"He died of illness."
"Well... Aunt Varina, I'm leaving."
Not knowing how to comfort Aunt Varina, Little Hoss said something to Aunt Varina and left again.
Aunt Varina also went on to the village cemetery.
Little Hoss went to the field, and it was another tiring day of farming.
But finally, the field he was plowing came to the edge of the field, across the field, the villagers in the nearby field saw him, and some people chatted with him.
"... Little Hoss... have you planted so many?"
"Um……"
Little Hoss was too tired to speak.
"Hmm...Little Hoss, about your father's tombstone, did you go to give a gift to Grandpa Gus? If it wasn't for you, Grandpa Gus, you would have made a mistake this time."
The village resident in the nearby field was silent for a while, and then reminded Little Hoss,
"...If you don't thank him like this, your Grandpa Gus will get angry after a while."
Little Hoss paused, straightened up, and was busy farming. He really forgot about it.
But will Grandpa Gus be angry?
In his impression, Grandpa Gus seemed to be very kind all the time.
"I see, thanks."
Little Hoss responded, and then glanced at the field that was about to be plowed.
Continue to bend down, farming with your back to the sun.
Little Hoss returned home after the field was plowed, and planned to take some gifts to Grandpa Gus at this time.
It's just that when he walked to the door of the house, Little Hoss saw Mrs. Milia from the neighbor's house again, and Mrs. Milia was standing in the yard next door.
"Mrs. Milia?"
Little Hoss yelled with some doubts.
"Little Hoss, are you done with your work?"
"Well, Mrs. Millia, are you waiting for Mr. Moore?"
"Well, yes, he went to plow the field. Did you see him? He should be right next to the field you plowed."
Little Hoss shook his head, but he didn't see it.
"Maybe it's farming elsewhere."
Mrs. Millia responded.
Little Hoss nodded, and then hurried back to his home.
……
"Dong dong..."
"Mr. Al, can we get off work?"
While looking at the contents of 'Ordinary Chapter',
An editor from a publishing house carefully knocked on the door of Al's office, and then came in and asked.
"...Is it time to get off work? Of course, you get off work."
The two of Al turned their heads to look out the window, only to realize that it was already evening.
(End of this chapter)
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