I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 342 Moore
"...Mrs. Milia."

After rushing out, Little Hoss saw his neighbor, Mrs. Milia, in the yard again.

Mrs. Milia was standing in the yard next door, wearing a long-sleeved gown with a cloth covering her face, looking forward, wondering what she was thinking.

Little Hoss, who ate the leftover black bread from last night, came out of the house with farm tools and crops, and called Mrs. Milia.

"To the fields, Little Hoss?"

"Well, Mrs. Milia."

Little Hoss nodded,
"Mrs. Milia, are you going out?"

Mrs. Milia shook her head, said nothing, then turned and walked back into the house.

Little Hoss got up late and was in a hurry to go to the field. After looking at Mrs. Milia again,

Then go outside.

It's just that Mrs. Milia stopped Little Hoss again at this time,
"Little Hoss, take this."

"Do you want me to take it to Uncle Moore?"

Mrs. Milia carried some black bread and handed it to Little Hoss.

"No, I don't know if your Uncle Moore is around the fields you plow."

"I see that you are going to the fields, and you haven't brought anything to eat. You can eat this."

Mrs. Milia shook her head, and said to Little Hoss with a smile.

Little Hoss hesitated as he looked at the black bread in the basket.

then shook his head,

"Mrs. Milia, you should keep it."

He remembered a few days ago when he heard the sound of Mr. Moore beating Mrs. Milia.

If I give myself these black bread again, I don't know if Mrs. Milia will be beaten and scolded again.

"...It's okay, take it."

Mrs. Milia still stuffed all the black bread into his hand,

Little Hoss looked, and then looked at Mrs. Milia.

"Thank you, Mrs. Milia."

"Ah."

Little Hoss took the black bread and left in a hurry.

Although Aunt Varina helped him plow a field last night, he has also plowed a lot of fields these days,
But there are still some fields that have not been plowed,
When he came to the field today, he saw that in the fields of other village residents around,

You can't see many people who are farming, but you can see the fields where crops are planted.

He seemed more and more anxious.

These crops have to be cultivated in these two days.

In this way, I will have the money to pay off the debt owed to Mr. Raleigh this year.

The sun was already out by this time,

Little Hoss was working anxiously in the field against the sun,

It's just that after working in the field in such a hurry, I broke out in a sweat and expended a lot of energy.
but did not cultivate much,

Little Hoss had to slow down a bit as before.

all day long,

The movements of Little Hoss in the field are basically repetitive,

Constantly cultivating crops, in order to avoid getting up and bending over repeatedly, Little Hoss basically always works in the field with his waist bent forward,
After a period of time, I felt that my lower back could not be straightened up. When I raised my head to stretch, I only felt severe pain.

On the same day,

Little Hoss worked the field till night again.

When the sky darkened and no one could be seen around,
Little Hoss couldn't help raising his head again, looking into the surrounding fields,
He actually wanted to meet Aunt Varina again, so that maybe Aunt Varina could also help him cultivate this field.

just,

The fields around this field are not the fields of Aunt Varina’s house, and Aunt Varina’s figure is no longer seen.

On the contrary, next to the field he is plowing now is Mrs. Milia, which is a field of Uncle Moore's family.

It's just that Little Hoss plowed to the edge of the field, raised his head and looked over,
But I saw that the field of Uncle Moore's house was still empty, and no crops had been planted yet.

Is it still planted here, are you busy with other fields?

Little Hoss had some doubts in his eyes.
It's just that I'm busy with the work in my field very quickly, and I don't care about my doubts when I'm tired.
Not so many ideas anymore.

that night,

Little Hoss came home very late again.

Just when I got home today,
In the yard, I saw Mrs. Milia in the next yard,

Mrs. Milia was still standing in the yard next door, just as Hoss was when he went out in the morning.

It was dark at night, and Little Hoss didn't notice a figure standing in the yard next to him until he walked up to him. When he got closer, he noticed that it was Mrs. Milia.

"Mrs. Millia? Mr. Moore hasn't come back yet?"

Little Hoss asked in a low voice.

"Little Hoss?"

Mrs. Milia also noticed Little Hoss, then shook her head,

"not yet."

"Maybe he's still busy in the field, Little Hoss, have you seen him?"

"No, no."

Little Hoss hesitated, because the empty field he saw before,

Still shook his head.

"Um...do you need any more brown bread, Little Hoss? Shall I get you another piece?"

The figure of Mrs. Milia was in the night, in the yard over there, asking Little Hoss again,
Little Hoss shook his head,
"I have something to eat at home, thank you, Mrs. Milia."

"Um……"

After speaking with Mrs. Milia, Little Hoss went back to the house.

After simply eating something as dinner,

Little Hoss went to the bathroom to rub the mud on his clothes, hung them up,

Just put on other clothes and went to bed.

before falling asleep,

Little Hoss still didn't hear anything going on at Mrs. Milia's house next door,
It seems that Mr. Moore hasn't come back yet?
Little Hoss just fell asleep in a daze.

……

The plot continues to develop.

Little Hoss was woken up early the next morning.

In the house, I only heard the commotion outside the house, as if there were many people talking,

Little Hoss was woken up from his sleep, and immediately became nervous.

It was just because of the voices of so many villagers that made him extremely uneasy.

What could it be that made so many villagers make noise at the gate of his yard early in the morning?

Was it because the tombstone of his father Medioc was found?
It was Aunt Varina who found out about Aunt Varina, and Aunt Varina also reported on me.

Just why no one knocked on the door?

Little Hoss quickly got up from the bed in fear and confusion,

Somewhat apprehensively, without thinking about anything, he went to open the door.

and then saw,
Was it outside his house?
But in the yard of the neighbor Mrs. Milia's house,

There are many people around.

They formed a circle, surrounded something,
He chanted prayers to God, lowered his head and prayed repeatedly.

Little Hoss opened his eyes wide, and this scene touched the memory in his mind, making him unable to bear the fear.

But he still trembled and walked over.

Did someone in Mrs. Milia's family offend God and offend the angel of God?

Mrs. Millia, or Mr. Moore?
Little Hoss remembered the black bread Mrs. Milia gave him yesterday, so even though he was afraid, he still walked over.

When I got closer, I heard something different,
There was sympathy, not much fear, in the prayers of the villagers.

In the middle of a group of people, there were indeed people.

It's Mr. Moore.

At this moment, Mr. Moore closed his eyes tightly and was motionless.

His face was extraordinarily ferocious, and his clothes were covered with river water and duckweed in the river.

The river flows on the ground in the yard.

Next to Mr. Moore, squatting Mrs. Milia,
Mrs. Millia's face was covered with a cloth, and her face was calm,
He was stretching out his hands, arranging Mr. Moore's clothes little by little.

"...Oh, cool Moore, just drowned."

"Poor Moore...returned to heaven and the embrace of God."

From the prayers and pity of the residents in the surrounding villages,
Little Hoss understood what happened.

Mr. Moore was drunk last night, and on his way home, he fell into the small river that irrigates the farmland in the village.

Then he drowned and was not found until this morning.

(End of this chapter)