Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 16 Party
The spring thunder scares the insects, and the spring thunder turns into the spring breeze.

The spring thunder rang day after day, but the Jingzhe only lasted for one day.

The next morning, Chen Chuanwang could no longer hear the sound of stinging insects.

Last night, he laughed and talked with monsters, drank with snakes, and exchanged glasses with water tigers. Although what he drank was not wine, some wine-flavored fruit brews were also good.

When he fell asleep while being slightly smoked, Chen Chuanwang was extremely stable.

Slowly going downstairs, Chen Chuanwang first touched his swollen stomach, and decided to go to the bathroom first.

Xiao Hei didn't know what kind of habit it was. When Chen Chuanwang entered the toilet, he sat by the toilet door and looked around.

"What's wrong? You're afraid that someone will steal it!"

Chen Chuanwang cursed, tore off a piece of paper, crumpled it up, and threw it on Xiao Hei.

Most dogs have one thing in common, they like tearing paper. Although Chen Chuanwang taught Xiao Hei a lesson for this, the dog still groans at the door with a ball of paper in its mouth.

A few minutes later, Chen Chuanwang came out with his pants up and kicked Xiao Hei over: "How many times have I told you, don't eat paper!"

Chen Chuanwang likes Xiao Hei very much, but sometimes, if he doesn't fight, he won't have a long memory.

He pinched Xiao Hei's mouth open with one hand, took out the paper ball in his mouth with the other hand, and then slapped the dog on the head: "You will choke to death sooner or later!"

Xiao Hei got kicked and slapped again, his pricked ears were flattened, like an airplane with spread wings, and the normally high tail was caught under his buttocks.

Chen Chuanwang cursed a few words, threw the ball of paper into the trash can, and then washed up.

When one person and one dog came out, Grandpa glanced at it: "Why, the dog was beaten? You can't even see the tail."

"Eating paper again."

Chen Chuanwang moved a small stool and sat on it.

Xiao Hei didn't dare to approach or leave, lying on the ground, begging for mercy.

"That should be hit." Grandpa said casually.

Xiao Hei is a bitch, and one of her cubs was left at home before, but one day when no one was at home, the puppy tore up paper and swallowed it, choking itself to death.

"Hurry up and brush your teeth, wash your face, and have breakfast."

"Cooked it for me?" Chen Chuanwang blinked. He usually wakes up at nine or ten o'clock and doesn't know how to eat breakfast at all.

"I cook for you every day, but you don't come down to eat by yourself."

"That's fine, I'll have a bowl."

Chen Chuanwang washed up and walked into the kitchen. Breakfast was plain porridge with a dish of soybeans as a side dish. However, Chen Chuanwang was a little greedy for ginger, so he found the jar of pickles at home and took out a bowl of pickled young ginger from it. .

Ginger served with hot porridge, it was so hot that Chen Chuanwang's body became warm all of a sudden.

Seeing Chen Chuanwang eating, Xiao Hei stuck out his tongue, feeling very hungry.

The dog doesn't care what you eat, as long as it sees you eating, it will be hungry, even if it is something it doesn't eat.

As soon as Chen Chuanwang looked up, he looked at Xiao Hei affectionately, and he said angrily, "You don't drink the porridge, you don't touch the ginger, why are you staring at me?"

"Dogs can't get enough to eat."

Grandpa came over with his hands behind his back: "You watch the door carefully at home, and your grandma and I will go to church."

Today is Sunday, the day when the church usually gathers. As the name suggests, a gathering is a gathering of a large group of people who believe in God, listening to the priest explain the Bible and so on.

"Don't, it's not my job to watch the door." Chen Chuanwang quickly wiped the bowl clean: "I'll go too, leave the job of watching the door to Xiao Hei."

Chen Chuanwang is not a believer, but he often went to the party when he was a child.

At that time, the parents were not at home, and the grandparents would take the child with them if they were worried that the child would be at home alone.

There are many such cases.

There are many left-behind children in rural areas.

During that time, Chen Chuanwang also made many friends in the church, but after getting older, Chen Chuanwang never went there.

"What are you doing? Playing with your phone?"

Children can't sit still, and will walk around the church no matter what time of day it is.

But no one will blame them, after all, it is the nature of children.

But Chen Chuanwang is now in his 20s, so expect him to listen to the Bible?impossible.

"By the way, let's go to the street to buy something." Chen Chuanwang definitely doesn't know how to listen to the Bible. It's not that he doesn't respect the beliefs of his grandparents, but that he feels too boring.

It is undoubtedly torture to listen to the priest's lecture on the Bible that he has never read once.

"Don't play with your phone."

Grandpa gave some instructions and agreed to Chen Chuanwang to follow.

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At about nine o'clock, Chen Chuanwang and the others arrived at the small church in the town.

It was still very early at this time, and very few people came to listen to the Bible.

"There's no one."

Chen Chuanwang blinked, feeling that the church and its vicinity had not changed at all, and he could even see the traces left by playing in the past.

"It's still early. There will be more people at ten o'clock." Grandpa helped grandma off the tricycle.

They are used to waiting here. They are usually just the two of them at home, and they come early mainly to find a few companions to talk to.

Grandpa and grandma are considered famous people here, no matter it is windy or rainy, they will come to parties for more than ten years.

But grandpa was also a strong man who ran around when he was young. People of the same generation in the town basically met him at that time.

Even if he doesn't remember the appearance of other people, he can know the place when he talks about which house or household it is.

It is for this reason that grandpa is very messy here. When he just arrived here, several old men and grandmothers greeted him.

"Old Chen, here we come!"

"Come on, come on, where's Lao Li?"

"Lao Li will come over later, hey? Is this young man your grandson?"

"Yes." Grandpa turned to look at Chen Chuanwang: "Awang is calling, this is you..."

Chen Chuanwang was embarrassed and didn't know where to look. What should he call a relative who was out of touch, an old grandfather whom he had no memory of at all.

"Don't call me, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, how would he know what to call me?"

The old man didn't care, and chatted with him about the daily life. At some point, the grandmother, who usually has bad legs, also found the old lady who listened to the Bible. The two held hands, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Chen Chuanwang looked at it at a glance, and it was the same as when he was a child. Apart from the elderly, all the people who came to the church were children, and he was the only one at his age.

Chen Chuanwang is not in a hurry to go shopping now, the party will be over until around four o'clock in the afternoon, and he bought it now, but there is no place to put it.

Not long after, more and more people came, and people from the church also appeared in due course, opening the door for the elderly.

The structure of the church in the small town is extremely simple. The most beautiful place is the stained glass above the head, followed by the mural on the top.

Chen Chuanwang did not understand the Bible, so he could only rely on guesswork to recognize God Jesus.

As soon as they walked in, the crowd seemed to have changed. The old people who were talking about their daily life outside were extremely quiet at this moment. Some raised their hands in a begging gesture, and some took out the Bible from their bags and read it.

Grandpa asked suddenly: "Awang, is the phone muted?"

"Oh! I'm going to mute it now."

Ever since he left school, Chen Chuanwang's cell phone has been turned on, because people will send him messages every now and then during the internship.

As time went by, he wasn't very silent either.

He took out his mobile phone and adjusted the silent mode. At this time, the priest who changed his outfit also walked onto the stage. He put the Bible there, opened it, and began to say something.

Chen Chuanwang didn't listen carefully because he was really not interested.

Yawning and dazed for a while, suddenly everyone bowed their heads and began to pray.

Chen Chuanwang has experience in this situation.

In the past, when his grandparents were praying, he would pretend to be praying and observe the people around him with his eyes closed.

This time, he is still the same.

It is difficult to see the difference in the faces of the old people in a state of faithful prayer, and the many wrinkles conceal their inner worries.

(End of this chapter)