i was my mistake

In fact, they are an uncle and an aunt. If they put on ordinary farm clothes, they will never be recognized as priests in the church.

Oh, but in country Z, it should be more appropriate to be called a staff member.

There are many leather-bound books on the long table, some are big and some are small, but they are all thick. They seem to be Bibles, New Testaments and hymns bound in different ways.

Others are collections of fairy tales extending from the Bible.

——Ye Chen was only interested in this. She picked it up and flipped through a few pages, and found that there were illustrations inside. Although they were in black and white, they seemed to be all hand-painted with pens. The paintings were extraordinarily fine and accurate. The beauty of meticulous lines.

There are some portraits of angels inside, which are different from the beautiful angels in the imagination, and they all look weird, but they all have extremely holy white wings on their backs.

Some are a single head with wings, and some are simply an eye-and there seem to be countless eyes growing on the wings.

It doesn't make people feel close, but makes people feel scared.

The words next to it are "Angels of the Old Testament".

Turning back, there are more traditional New Testament angels, and angels that have been beautified in modern times and are more girlish.

——The last kind of angel looks gentle and soft, but it doesn't make people feel weak.

Wan Qing feels that this thing can be used as an illustration of a light novel if it is painted with color - I am afraid that many artists are not as good at drawing it as it is!

"Imayo." When the aunt in a nun's costume opened her mouth to speak, she didn't feel like a priest in film and television works, as if it was just chatter in the village, "Are these two girls your friends? They look so pretty." Le."

And the uncle even joked directly: "This little girl looks good, she is very suitable to be our nun. Are you interested in being a nun when the time comes? Participate in festival activities?"

There is no doubt that Wanqing is the shortest here.

Her head was full of black lines, and she felt that it was completely different from what she had imagined.

If anything, this was the first time in her life that she had been to a real church.

After all, she is not interested in this kind of thing, and would rather stay at home when she has time. Even if she has been to countless different churches in Assassin's Creed, she will never waste her time walking half a step here in reality.

——She thought that even in reality, these people would always talk about "my lord is above" when they speak. After all, she has been to a temple, and the monks there are just like in movies and TV dramas. Amitabha' on the lips.

Oh, of course the impolite and irreligious Wan Qing usually calls them monks directly, or even mutters 'bald donkey' in a low voice.

"They all came with me...not believers yet."

"It's okay, whether you believe it or not, the light of our lord will shroud her." Sister Aunt finally said a pious sentence, which instantly made Wan Qing feel right.

"What do girls believe now?"

"I don't believe in anything." Wan Qing turned her small face away, mainly because she was afraid that if she rolled her eyes inadvertently, it would make the atmosphere awkward.

"Uh, I believe in myself." Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"That's okay, it doesn't matter if you come here to be lively."

"Yes, yes, the Lord's eyes will always be on you."

"The God of love likes beautiful people, right?"——Wan Qing almost couldn't help complaining.

Maybe God is a lolicon.

Hmm... God doesn't know, anyway, European priests probably are.

Oh, no, they are Shotacon...

Letting go of Wan Qing's disdain and ridicule towards religion, and the flying pasta that came to her mind, let her thoughts return to reality.

"The books you like can be taken away, it's okay, no money."

"Ah, so good?"

"This is the gospel of my Lord, to wake up the lost and make the ignorant believe in Him..."

"You don't need to take the New Testament. Let's take a book of hymns first, and I will use it later for singing." As soon as Zhao Jinyu finished speaking, the uncle dressed as a monk quickly handed over a thick book of hymns, not to mention the inside No matter what the content is, just such a beautifully bound book can have a little collection value.

"Come on, take it, children." The uncle smiled in Mandarin with a local accent, and made a sign of the cross on his chest, "Emmanuel."

"What do you mean?" Ye Chen was a little confused.

"It means may the Lord be with you. This is a transliteration." Jinyu explained from the side, and then looked at the aunt dressed as a nun, "Has today started?"

"Not yet, not so fast, the children are being settled, do you want to go and have a look now?"

"Well, let me go and have a look... I even brought a nun's uniform here today."

"That's right, the children all like you!"

"Really?" Zhao Jinyu couldn't help chuckling, "Well, shall I take them in for a stroll?"

"Go! By the way, everyone bring some candies in, shall we?" The aunt pointed to the candies on the table—they were ball-shaped chocolates with colorful wrapping papers, which were extraordinarily beautiful.

But it seems to be a small snack to coax children to be obedient...

Ye Chen didn't care about that much, she usually couldn't eat chocolate, so she just took two pieces, pretended to ask Wan Qing if she wanted it, and after getting a negative answer, she stuffed it all into her pocket.

In this day and age, real chocolate is still quite expensive.

After all, it is a church, even if it is a small church, the funds for its operation seem to be quite abundant.

Of course, it could also be because of being in H city.

Even if it is the countryside, it is also the countryside of the provincial capital.

As soon as you walk in, you will see long tables and benches neatly arranged.

This is the choir of the church. The shape is actually a bit like a university classroom. There is a podium in the front and a statue made of plaster behind it.

The stained glass on both sides is the most beautiful thing in the whole church for Wan Qing—at least it is much better than the dull hall in the monastery.

"It's quite big inside..." Ye Chen raised his head and opened his small mouth slightly in surprise, "Oh - what a beautiful glass, it looks even better when the sun shines in from the outside..."

"Yes, but the church I often go to in S City is more beautiful. I'm going upstairs to the children's classroom. Do you want to go together? Or wait for me here?"

"go together."

"Okay, then I'll go to the dressing room to change into the nun's clothes."

"Where's the locker room?"

"Upstairs." Zhao Jinyu pointed upwards, and then took the lead to walk up the white stairs.

Vaguely, it seems that the noise of a group of children can already be heard.

……

43. Children

The style of the nun's dress is very simple, of course, it is a formal occasion after all:

It was a pure black long dress, the neckline part could reveal a large white scarf specially used for matching, and the veil was also pure black, covering her head like a hat.

But the clothes also have to see who wears them.

Although Zhao Jinyu is not an amazingly beautiful girl, she is good-looking enough. She has a kind of gentle temperament that is easy to get close to, but she has a bit of effort to hide her elegance and tranquility that can still be discovered by others, so that this body Wearing the nun's clothes on her body, she has a bit of moonlight-like charm.

She gently held the cross hanging around her neck, raised it slightly, and whispered softly: "May the Lord be with you."

"It's pretty..." Ye Chen's eyes straightened.

"If Chen'er wants to wear it, you can try it too?"

"Ah...then, then I don't need it..." Ye Chen coughed dryly twice, "I feel like Jinyu often wears it."

"Yes, I wore it when I was a child. When I put it on, I would subconsciously adjust my walking pace, as if I really became a nun who grew up in a monastery." She smiled softly and walked in front, "While the adults come to worship, the children are set up in the front classroom, come with me."

The place where the children are located is a small classroom. The classroom is not big, but there are many windows on the wall, but the windows are very high. Not to mention the children, even the adults may not be able to get it.

"Is this Imayo here?" The middle-aged woman who was arranging sweets and snacks at the front desk stood up and said with a cheerful smile.

"Hi teacher, I'm here to help."

"It's just in time, please help me look after the children for a while, I will go downstairs to pick up the other children."

"Okay." Zhao Jinyu said, and sat down in the seat of the middle-aged woman just now, while Ye Chen and Wan Qing wandered around the classroom curiously.

When Wan Qing walked to the window, she couldn't help trying to stand on her tiptoes, barely touching the edge of the window. As for the lower handle, she still couldn't touch it.

Sunlight shines into the classroom from a higher angle, making it extraordinarily bright.

"Sister Nun!" Most of the children seem to know Zhao Jinyu, and it may be because she is the youngest among so many nuns. Seeing her coming, they all pester her, some want to play with her, and some are arguing For candy snacks.

Wan Qing actually doesn't like children, because she thinks children can't reason, and they like to mess around, cry at every turn, are very destructive, and want to tear everything down...

But maybe it's because I'm getting older, and I have a bit of patience when facing children, maybe I can always see my past self in them.

Of course, her patience has increased, but not much. If these children are coming towards her, she will still be impatient.

"Sister nun, look at this!" A little boy wiped the snot from his face and held up a dirty bottle with a few small fish swimming in it, "I caught it in the pond! When it’s spring this year, why don’t you go fishing for tadpoles with me! Last year I caught a lot of tadpoles!”

"Have they fed?" Zhao Jinyu leaned forward slightly and asked with a smile.

"Several of them turned into frogs, I let them go!"

"What a good boy."

"whee……"

"Why didn't sister nun come on New Year's Day last time! The sister nun who came to celebrate that time was not as good-looking as you!"

"Yes yes yes!"

"She's too—tall! So tall! Taller than Uncle Priest!"

"Yes yes yes!"

The children talked in a hurry, and there seemed to be countless fun to share.

They can talk about digging out ant holes, who won who played marbles, and who got a good card when they bought a card. They can even raise the topic to what God looks like.

"Wan Qing, if there is a God, what do you think God would look like? It usually looks like an old man with a white beard, right?" Ye Chen tilted his head to look at Wan Qing, straightening his slightly crooked hairpin.

"Oh, then it's probably a black man." Wan Qing teased, curling her lips.

"Ah...? Why?"

"No reason." She spread her hands, too lazy to explain, "But in the books I read, God is usually a loli."

"...Is that okay?"

"What are you afraid of? This is called breaking feudal superstition."

"It's not feudal superstition that's broken, but something else!"

There are not only sweets and snacks ready to coax children, but even toys in the classroom.

This is not a church, it is clearly a kindergarten.

Toys are not only ordinary wooden building blocks, but also snowflakes that can be spliced ​​together and small building blocks similar to Lego.

There are also play house toys that girls like, ranging from dolls to miniature furniture.

Under Zhao Jinyu's arrangement, everyone sat quietly at the table and started playing. Some of them got together to play with others, and those who didn't like the excitement played alone.

For older children, they will also find some picture books with pinyin.

The walls of the entire classroom are recessed, and wooden strips are used to make bookshelves, which are filled with various books.

In fact, the picture books about religious myths and stories only account for a small part, and the others are things that children will also be interested in—such as the complete collection of fables, or collections of fairy tales, as well as popular science books such as One Hundred Thousand Whys, Unsolved mysteries of the world.

Even though it's a small church, it doesn't seem to be so utilitarian to promote religious things, but hides them all, using a subtle and silent way to subtly change the children's thinking, deep in their hearts Plant a small seed.

Even though Wan Qing has no interest in things like religion, she has to admit that this is better than the hyped-up, mandatory, and persuasive education method that makes people feel rebellious. Much better.

The classroom door was opened again, seven or eight children were brought in by the middle-aged nun just now, and asked them to sit in the empty seats.

"It's almost time to start, let you and your friends go down to participate?"

"Okay, then let's go down first."

"Go."

There were already many people sitting in the hall downstairs.

The bright sunlight illuminates the stained glass particularly vividly.

Zhao Jinyu led them and sat down on the long table in the side corner. Most of them were middle-aged or elderly people.

Although there are young people, but not many.