Kidnapping All Mankind

After a little while, Praia asked again, "Don't you be afraid of being bitten when you put it in the field?"

"I'm not afraid……"

I have complete protective measures! And soon leave the front line of manual labor completely!

Wu Qingchen shook his head vigorously: "If it wasn't for the master who taught me how to cure cattle, why would I need herbs ... Master's honey should not be wasted."

"Okay, you're not afraid ..." Praia was slightly moved, but did not let go. "Even if you're not afraid, what about your father, your brothers?"

"There is this ..." Wu Qingchen shook his hood, and his wide robe, "We can tie the hood and sleeves with a thin rattan!"

"What about the owners of the surrounding land, the passing neighbors, and other villagers?"

"Uh ... other places ... neighbors, and other villagers ..." Wu Qingchen's voice was much lower.

"That's okay!" Seeing Wu Qingchen seemed to be out of speech, Xiao Andrei jumped out: "Everyone has to talk about reason! If it wasn't for the teacher who taught Luos to manage the cows, they would have been bad. Now, there is nowhere to worry about what work in the field! "

"What's more, even if bitten by a bee? This is the honey of the master, the wealth of the church! Let them hurt, it is the test of the master, the blessing of God!"

Standing beside, listening to Andre's generous submission, Wu Qingchen had to sigh: It is indeed a preparatory grassroots lord who received the dual education of the lord and the church from a young age. Look at this strong lord class ideology.

Wu Qingchen was not surprised at all by Andrei's words. From the earth's integrated character intelligence model, Wu Qingchen knew early on that the child who seemed to be close to him was actually full of strong ruling class self-awareness. If not, the earth would not plan it to Important part of the follow-up plan.

"Okay, okay ..." Praia wouldn't compete with the two children, not to mention that the intentions of the two children were not to let the church, or rather, to lose the interests of Master Praia. .

Let them go!

Anyway, the honey thing will not deteriorate for as long as it stays in the honeycomb, no matter how it is made, it will not increase at most, it will never be reduced ...

Thinking of this, Master Praia looked at Wu Qingchen again, "Do you really want to try?"

"Yes!" Wu Qingchen's "seems to see hope in general" look quite in place.

Looking at Wu Qingchen's expression, Rev. Praia suddenly sighed in his heart: This little guy, haven't tasted sweets in this life ...

"Then you go!" Praia groaned slightly. "If you can really keep the honeycombs in the land, the honey in these honeycombs ... well, I will give you a little more time!"

"what!"

Honey!

Standing beside Andre, who had nothing to do with himself, saliva flowed out instantly.

"Yes, master! Thank you, master!"

Wu Qingchen bent down deeply and walked to the door of the church, turning back and winking at Andre.

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Night has come.

Close to the foot of the cliff, the barking of tadpoles, frogs, and owls kept coming and going.

A gust of wind blew through, and the straw shed erected with thatch and dry branches immediately made a series of rattling noises.

As if startled by this sound, a series of cooing voices followed from the shed.

In the corner of the shed, there are clumps of wheat clutter. A few of them are yellow and most of them are black. Lying above the moldy straw, Tamara curls her body and covers her belly with both hands It took a long time to calm the strong protest stomach again.

Hunger finally eased a little, Tamara ignored the dirt and straw on the corner of her mouth, hurried to lie down again, and tried to suppress the rhythm of breathing.

This is the wisdom of life.

Move less and breathe a few times, and the hunger will come later.

Wind, wind ... Why is it so small ... Why not so big ... Why not blow it down ... Why not let me ...

Uncontrollable thoughts scattered in her head, and Tamara suddenly fought a cold war.

How can I think so? What a sin ...

Unwilling to save energy, Tamara quickly struggled to get up, kneeling on the straw and praying silently.

Lord benevolent, may you not hear my sinful thoughts just now, and I will live until you let me die mercifully, and I will enter your heaven joyfully.

But benevolent Lord ... I'm so hungry ...

Lord benevolent ... I am so tired ... I am so uncomfortable ...

"Whew ... wowwowwow ..."

Several fresh branches were "doored" and moved away, and a thin figure penetrated the shed.

"Mother ..." By the moonlight shining through the "door", she could see the corner of the shed, and she was surprised when she entered the door. "What are you doing ..."

"It's okay, okay!" Tamara hurried back to the straw and looked at her son. "York, how did you run over here? Is there something wrong with the master's barn?"

"No……"

York shook his head, motioned his mother to stop talking, then turned around and looked around outside the shed, then tied the branches into a "door" and moved it back to the original place to close it carefully. Finally, leaned to the wall and listened to the outside .

It took a long time to make sure that there was nothing outside, before York let out a sigh of relief, carefully reached into his arms, and pulled out a small bag from his clothes.

"Mother ..." Holding the bag, York went to Tamara, slowly pulling the four corners of the bag, "Look ..."

One by one, full, yellow, exuding a slight fragrance ...

"Beans! So many beans!" Tamara suddenly widened her eyes, and her expression of nervousness suddenly rose to her face: "York, what have you done? You took the grain from the barn ... God! Did anyone see it?"

"No, I didn't take it ..." York waved, "This is not ..."

"Oh my god!" Tamara didn't fully understand what his son said. She looked helplessly at the beans in front of her. Tamara shook her head anxiously and glanced aimlessly: "What if you are seen?" Do you know who was probably there at the time? Is it enough to go now? Right, right, go now, hurry, hurry! "

"No one sees! Mother!" York had to yell, "No one sees!"

"No one sees it?" Tamara's eyes were still full of doubt, but she was a little hopeful.

"Really! No! People! See!" Mother finally regained some sense, and York quickly said in the most serious tone: "Relax, mother, this is not stolen beans, this is the dinner Los served to us at night!"

"Dinner? Beans?" Tamara's eyes increased, and the proportion of doubts increased rapidly again.

It took a long time and a lot of saliva, and York finally convinced Tamara reluctantly, because the summer service was about to begin, the work in the barn was about to double, and suddenly he assumed the position of burdock. The work was not arranged well at that time, and the serfs assigned to the barn were deliberately given food.

"Then ..." Tamara pointed at the cloth in front of her. "Everyone gave so much?"

"No, it's not ..." York shook his head cheerfully and drew a large circle with his hand toward the cloth bag: "... Loss gave us more beans at night than this ... these are the rest. "

"Really?" Looking at the beans and looking at his son, Tamara suddenly smiled. "Then you must be full, right?"

"Yeah!" York snored and patted his belly vigorously. "I've never been so full!"

"Eat all the beans?"

"Yes!"

"Oh ..." Tamara suddenly pointed at the corner of her son's mouth: "Then why are you still muddy here?"

"Are you there?" York was taken aback, and hurriedly touched the corner of his mouth, but in front of him only saw the dark stains.

"Mother ..." York's voice dropped suddenly.

"My child ..."

Tamara sighed, grabbed a handful of beans from the bag that York had been holding in front of her, hesitated, picked a few more, and then gently, but extremely firmly, the rest Pushed back to York.

"Mother!" York was anxious.

Tamara raised her hand and stopped her son's persuasion: "My son, I can just eat these ... Lose gives you beans to work hard in the barn. If you don't have the energy, work Not good, how can you bring me beans later? "

"Later, later ... what's next!" The son's voice was deep: "Mother, you can't be hungry anymore! A few days ago, you have passed out in the commons! This is starvation! Father ... Father, That's how it used to die ... "

"How do you know? Who told you?" Tamara raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of shock.

"I've known for a long time ..." York's eyes were slightly red: "Mother, you must eat these beans, the summer campaign is about to start, you are still hungry like this, what should you do then?"

Summer service ...

Tamara looked dark, and tried to squeeze out a few smiles. "It's okay for summer service ... what year isn't it like this? And, don't you want summer service for the same?"

"Loss said that during summer service, we could eat beans every three days."

"Every ... three ... days ... eat ... once ... once ... beans ... seeds ..."

It was difficult to repeat this incomprehensible sentence, Tamara stared blankly at the crystal bean in her hand and muttered, "How is this possible ..."

"Why not? Tamara, eat the beans, don't waste your son's mind ..."

At this time, there was a very young voice outside, and as the "door" formed by the tree branch was pushed open again, the second half of the young voice also came in:

"... As for your son, if he can help me do one thing, his beans, um, and your hunger will not be a big problem ..."

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