Kidnapping All Mankind

Acre village, church.

When Wu Qingchen's front road and back road were broken together, and he was sinking into the ocean of grandmothers, Rev. Praia had just stepped out of the village's only stone-built building.

The weather in summer changes quickly. I do n’t know when the dark clouds of the sky have disappeared. The sun has re-emerged. Just stepping out of the gate, the priest immediately narrowed his eyes and raised his right hand to cover his forehead.

Didn't sleep well again ... this is how many times these days?

The sun shines through the fingers, the priest's footsteps float, and his face is a little pale. For the priest, this has been the normal situation these days.

Since the cattle herd in the village was injured, the priest has not been able to take a good rest. Yesterday afternoon, the evening prayer had just begun, the farmer had arrived at the church, and it was dark at last before leaving. During this time, he had been holding the priest to discuss further arrangements for aftermath, even dinner. I haven't lost time.

Two people even drunk two streams of water ...

Even now the tongue is numb ...

Thinking of this, the priest licked his lips involuntarily, and once again felt dizzy and dry.

This feeling is naturally not pleasant at all, but when thinking of this, the priest's face didn't even smile.

The pain is totally worth it.

A night of discussion with the agricultural officer yesterday, the village of Aikeli has had a huge harvest. The agricultural officer has completely abandoned the original "driving the villagers to drag the plough truck", "concentrating the village's healthy farming cattle," and "rehabilitation farming cattle must complete all summer labor to be free. Use these crazy thoughts.

It was not until late at night that the authentic freshly released aftercare arrangements: all families who have been injured in cattle farming can be suspended for three to five days; uninjured cattle farmers are allowed to borrow from each other; gradually recovered cattle farmers are completed After some summer campaigns, you can properly plow the land owned by your own family; next year's harvest season, as long as the farmer family pays more than half of the fixed amount of taxes, the owed part does not need to confiscate the livestock, which can be postponed for about half a year as appropriate ...

Etc., etc……

Such a huge change, of course, could not be claimed by Barris himself. The eloquent narrative of the agricultural officer must be the meaning of His Excellency the Baron.

From the original harshness and even madness to the current mildness and even kindness, the attitude of His Excellency the Baron has changed considerably, but it is not sudden, nor unexpected.

The original harshness was because the village was almost devastated, the hope of recovery was extremely slim, and the future of the entire village was bleak. For the lord, in the foreseeable days, the word "long-term benefits" was almost There is no connection with the village of Akeli. It is the only option to squeeze the short-term benefits and recover the losses as much as possible.

The current gentleness and kindness are because of the injured cattle in the village. Not only did the large-scale deaths originally expected not appear at all. Until now, most of the farm cattle have recovered well, and several have even miraculously returned to the field. Nearly ten farm cattle were originally expected to be extremely dangerous, and none were disabled or dead. Only two cattle farms showed improvement, but because of the injuries they were too severe, they could not stand up until now.

This situation still has a great impact on the lord's commons, the village's summer service, and the villagers' own lives. However, compared with the original pessimistic expectations, it has changed from a catastrophic disaster to a baron. The range that can be tolerated, as a result, long-term interests reappear, suitable kindness becomes cost-effective again, and gentleness and kindness become logical.

In most cases, the interests of farmers are directly related to the interests of some churches, and this time is no exception.

However, in the discussion last night, in addition to this part of the benefits, the church presided over by Praia has more direct gains.

This year's tithe no longer has to worry. The loss will be directly made up by the baron. The additional dedication originally promised will be doubled directly. The amount is extremely considerable. With this harvest, excluding the two or three years that can make the church in Acre Village Arrears were cancelled, and a considerable portion remained.

This also means that once every three years, the imminent parish inspection is now under way, and Rev. Praia has removed one of the biggest worries.

With most of the anxieties removed, Praia's footsteps were slightly futile, but a lot lighter.

Of course, to get all of this, in the nearly night-long discussions, Praia was not only harvesting, but also paying.

It is worth mentioning that Rev. Praia's footsteps were flimsy on this day, his face was pale, and the hard-won gains that he had hardly slept through the night were derived from Rev. Praia's almost unsleeping all night, his footsteps were floating, his face pale and busy. Results.

Reverend Praia paid for the complete method of curing cattle, using ink, thin sticks, and small squeegee rolls of yarrow lambskin, plus two days to collect complete herbal samples.

Three days ago, after the morning prayer, the pastor and Wu Qingchen talked about "deeper healing methods". When Wu Qingchen was about to leave to start treating cattle, the pastor hesitated for a long time, and finally left the church with Wu Qingchen.

Throughout the day, the priest took nearly floating steps, widened his red eyes, and firmly imprinted the process of Wu Qingchen's treatment to the deepest position in his mind.

Due to the need to consider the conditions of the Middle Ages, countless zoologists, botanists, mineralogists, medical scientists, veterinarians, staff officers, and other top professionals of dozens of professions have died of massive brain cells and dropped countless hairs. The treatment method finally set up for Wu Qingchen is not only not complicated, it can even be said to be quite simple.

This method is easy to accept for a pastor with a slight foundation. In addition, Wu Qingchen ’s intentional guidance during the previous discussions was very fast. After returning to the church, he carefully considered it again and again, and the priest who was conscious of no problems finally made up his mind. At the expense of esteem and respect, he carefully treated the cattle that belonged to the church and suffered the slightest injury. The most direct way proved that the method of treating cattle was correct and effective.

---- Of course, during this experiment, the priest drove away Wu Qingchen, Xiao Andre, and the nearby farmer who was a part-time livestock shed guard.

Later, in the priest's most precious small box, two blank sheepskin rolls were reduced, and two more pages were painted with scribbles, rough, and extremely precious records.

This is the cure for cattle farming!

This is a proven and proven way to treat cattle!

This is a treatment that can give your family-owned cattle an extra guarantee!

This is a treatment that can make you more stable in the family!

This is a real and tangible benefit.

There is no reason for His Excellency the Baron to turn a blind eye. However, in the medieval world, burdocks drove cows, carpenters made wheels, handlebar loading, and even the skills of sending messengers to walk were family secrets. The Baron would like to break his head, and he would not understand the general Why did Raya teach Wu Qingchen such a precious method of treating cattle farming, but she certainly would not delusion that just by empty-mouthing white teeth, one order wanted Praia's nephew to surrender the three sheepskin rolls in the cabinet.

As for the idea of ​​directly hitting Wu Qingchen, at this critical moment, there is no difference between grabbing the pastor's sheepskin roll directly, in the future ...

Today's weather hahaha ...

Fifty-six beliefs (below)

The aftermath of the herd's injury was changed; the church received a considerable amount of dedication; and he had to stay up late to copy a cure for cattle ...

Of these causes and effects, naturally the Lord Baron and the agricultural officer would not mention a word, and Praia was as clear and clear.

At the same time, as the second son of a family, from childhood to severe discipline, he usually behaved as if he was walking on thin ice, at least he was cautious, and followed the master for more than ten years. He eventually came to the village of Akeli and this group of ignorance did not lack children The sly farmers have been dealing with each other for three years. With these experience references, Praia is not worried about Los.

The method of cattle control that directly affects the interests of the territories has been provided by himself; the remaining curious eyes usually take care of himself, and this little guy will not encounter too much trouble ...

but……

The priest hesitated again ...

Little Rose will naturally get a little care if she stays in the village of Akeli ...

But even if His Excellency the Baron took the little Los directly, for this little guy who has almost nothing, in most cases it will not be a bad thing ...

Forget it, what's the difference? Let it go……

Praia's hesitation did not last long. The priest who had grown up from a difficult age and knew the identity gap was quite aware that no matter whether he stayed in the village of Akeli or was taken away by the lord, Little Rose was taken care of by his side. The benefits from Lord's Castle are not much different, they are equally trivial ...

Alas ... this kind of thoughtful, hardworking, intelligent, honest, and reliable, and at the same time can treat children who hurt cattle, why is it the farmer's son ...

In the final analysis, Ronaldinho's birth is too low. If Ronaldo is a gentleman ... no, even as long as he is the son of a manager, the priest will quickly accept Ronaldo and make this little fellow his true student.

As I walked, I thought about it, and before I knew it, Praia walked past the church, past the wooden house, past the vegetables, past the sloping fields, along the winding path of the village, and approaching the fields and streams.

When we got here, the villagers stepped out from generation to generation, and the road that was not so spacious became narrower. Unconsciously, the priest slowed down, looked down slightly, and just bypassed a few lush dwarf trees. The priest Suddenly, Yu Guang noticed a bit of movement on the right side of the eyes.

It was at this time that I had just stood still and hadn't had time to look up. The pastor had heard a few jumbles on both sides, but they were respectful and respectful.

"Yeah, it's you ..." The priest looked around, Cleo, Adcock, and Hansel, the three and their respective sons. A dozen people were scattered in the front of the place, their feet around With the tools, several wooden baskets were placed on both sides of the road, and through the rags blown by the early morning breeze, Praia saw that there were boiled peas and oatmeal.

Noting the appearance of Praia, these dozens of people stopped the work at hand and bowed deeply in the direction of Praia.

"Good day, Cleo, Adcock, Hansel ..." The priest glanced over at him, "have worked so long?"

"Yes, sir." Cleo, who was closest to Praia, bowed again. "It's dawn."

"You ..." Praia remembered frowning. "All the cattle in the family were injured. What is going on now?"

"Very good, sir, you can go to the ground soon."

"Thank you, sir, the cows in the house are fast."

"Master, the cow is ready to get up. When Rose came to see yesterday, he said he was fine."

Asked this, the opposite Cleo, Adcock, Hansel nodded in unison, with a smile on his face, with obvious gratitude in his smile.

"Okay, okay, it's all good ..." Praia couldn't help but smile, suddenly thinking of the discussion last night, he paused and asked: "You can't continue to work in the field until the cattle are not good, do you know ? "

"I know, the police came to my house last night ..."

"Relax, sir, Espier has told us ..."

"Master, we won't do this, so rest assured ..."

When Cleo and others answered, Praia observed carefully that the farmers across the street were sincere and calm, and the priest could not help but relax.

"Okay, okay, just know ..." The pastor nodded casually, and looked around, suddenly frowning. Only then did Praia notice that the farmers working across the street seemed to be too crowded.

"You ..." The pastor pointed to the place in front of him: "... you three seem to work together?"

"Yes, sir."

"This place ..." The priest hesitated slightly. "I remember it's not the three of you?"

"Yes, sir ... this is the part of the Avelia family."

"This ..." The frown frowned a bit more. "Why are you working in the fields of Avilia? What about Avilians? What have you done? Are you sick?"

"No, no ..." Cleo, standing in the front, quickly shook his head: "Averia is fine, now she's working in the half of my land on the west side of the village, next to the big tree branch ...."

"Your place?" Praia felt that her head couldn't be turned. "... You work for Avilia on the east side of the village, and Avilia works for you on the west side of the village ... What is this? ? This ... this ... what ... what ... what about it? "

"This ..." the three of Cleo glanced at each other. "This ... don't you know?"

"I don't know. I haven't left the church for three days."

"That's it ..." Cleo was surprised, and explained to the priest quickly, "It's like this ..."

Cleo recounted that the cattle farming in the family was injured and could not work. He, like other unlucky villagers, led the whole family to live and work as cattle and try their best to plough the land.

However, the effect of this is not very good. The family has made every effort and can not complete the farming work for cattle for less than half a day.

After all, the manpower is limited, and compared with cattle farming, there is no cattle farming, and many things become troublesome: the land is too far away, and it takes too much time to carry tools; the staff is not enough, the mud just plowed in the morning, and when you go to knock in the afternoon Turned into lumps; too much repetition, too much time was lost ...

Etc., etc……

With the same distress, the previous two days, seven or eight villagers gathered together, and when they complained to each other about these grievances, they did not remember who suggested it. The villagers naturally talked about helping each other, combining them according to distance and exchanging shares. Plow:

The cooperation is actually quite simple: Cleo, Adcock, Hansel, villagers who live on the east side of the village, help Avilia, who lives on the west side of the village, and other plowed villages, and live on the west side of the village. The face of Avilia and others, equivalent to completing the work in the west of Cleo and others.

Several families help each other, reducing the time wasted traveling back and forth, and saving the precious physical effort of carrying heavy tools. In addition, two or three families work together at a significantly faster speed, and the repetitive things in the place will basically disappear.

"That's it ..." Praya understood, groaning for a long while, and speechless for a long time.

"Master ..." Seeing the priest across from him silent, Cleo couldn't help but hesitate: "Are we ... wrong?"

"Nothing wrong ... Rest assured, Cleo, you are so good ..." Praia turned back and shook her head, with some emotion in her voice: "The glory of the Lord is everywhere ..."

"... When you love your brother, when you love your neighbors, they will love you ... When the road becomes narrow, stretch out your hands, help your brother, the road is flat again, and the light is closer ... The poor do justice ... "

Speaking of this, Praia stopped suddenly and smiled dumbly. The priest with a deep voice noticed that when he read the Word, the farmers across the street were confused, with a doubtful expression on his face, wrinkled. Brows, eyes wide, all asked the pastor curiously, "What are you talking about, are you talking to me?"

Really, why did I start again ...

This is also the habit that Praia has only recently. In the past few decades, he has carefully taught Andre and Little Rose. Once they encounter something, have any thoughts, and have any emotions, the priest always unknowingly reads the Holy In other words, guide the two students with the wisdom of the master.

Really, why did I start again ... This is not a church, nor is the hardworking student opposite, what can I say to this group of farmers who only remember the fields and livestock ...

Turning these thoughts in his head, the priest was not angry. He was accustomed to the ignorance and stubbornness of the farmers. The priest waved his hand and was faint: "Forget it, forget it ... Cleo, Adcock, Hansel, Work hard for Avilia, so be it ... "

"Okay, sir."

A dozen people bowed again respectfully.

Taking a few steps, behind the priest came the sound of farmers lifting their ploughs, shoveling the mud, waving their crickets, and yelling at each other.

"Hansell, push the ploughshare ..." "Adecock ... Where is my shovel ... Where is the shovel?" "Baget, Badget ... The rope has dropped, the rope has dropped!" "Craig, do you remember what the master said just now? When you love your brother ... what's behind?"

When to love your brother?

The priest paused.

"When you love your brother, and when you love your neighbors, they will love you ... and then ... then ..."

"Then I remember ..." This was the voice of Adcock's second son Neves: "Behind is when the road becomes narrow ... when the road becomes narrow ... when ..."

"When the road becomes narrow ... stretch out your hands, help your brother, the road is flat again, and the glory is closer ... the poor and needy do justice ..."

Masters Almighty ... what happened to my ears?

Praia suddenly turned around. In the field, in front of Neves, Adcock was content with himself, and spit out the Holy Word smoothly. Next to him, several old farmers who waved, or pulled ropes, or carts, were nodding. , Or smile, or raise an eyebrow, the expressions on his face all show their own identity.

Dominate Almighty ... what's wrong with my eyes?

At this time, Praia suddenly remembered that when she was groaning and couldn't help but recite the Holy Word, the dozen or so farmers on the opposite side, although they were confused, had a confused look on their faces ...

However, there are no festivals like the usual summer prayer of God ’s birthday, advent and worship. When I had to enter the church, I closed my eyes absently, looked at the roof, and chatted secretly ...

At this time, Praia suddenly realized that when more than a dozen farmers opened their eyes wide and frowned, if it was a little stronger, it was clearly that Los and Andre were paying full attention and listening to their teachings.

Dominate Almighty ... what happened to the village of Akeli?

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