Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 17 Chu Wu on the Cross

The process of praying is very quiet, but there will inevitably be some sounds, such as the movement of individual children walking and playing in the last row.

But no one knew anything, their attention was on prayer.

After a few minutes, everyone opened their eyes.

Chen Chuanwang left the church by taking advantage of the chance that everyone did not sit down.

Next, what the priest was going to say, he didn't know, because the only complete process he had experienced in the church since he was a child was prayer.

If it wasn't for Grandpa's request, he might not even be able to pray.

No one cares about Chen Chuanwang's departure, because this is a gathering about their own hearts.

Compared with the tranquility of the church, the outside is much more noisy.

Seven or eight-year-old children are chasing and playing, or showing off with toys.

The braver kids show off each other's crappy brake drifts on Grandpa's tricycle.

And these are all leftovers from Chen Chuanwang's playing.

"You have to take care of your children, you can't let them ride like this, it's too dangerous."

At the door of the church, two women who looked about 50 or [-] years old were talking. The nuns in the small church usually don’t wear specific clothes except for grand festivals.

"Show them cartoons?"

"But there is no wireless network installed in the church. Where can we show them cartoons?"

Chen Chuanwang interjected at this time: "Isn't there a DVD? The church should have a DVD of the crucifixion of Jesus. It's just right to show these children."

What Chen Chuanwang knows best about the church is the story of the crucifixion of Jesus. It wasn't that his grandparents told him, but that he actually watched the CD when he was young, and that was the only time he watched it in the church.

Chen Chuanwang doesn't remember the specific reason, but he vaguely remembers that the nuns at that time gathered the crazy children together, brought small benches, and sat in rows to watch TV.

The children may not understand the meaning of the crucifixion of Jesus, but they can definitely read it. Because of the novelty, they have never been seriously exposed to such stories.

"DVD?" The nun was stunned for a moment: "It has been useless for many years, I don't know if it can still be used."

Another nun nodded: "It shouldn't be a problem. After all, I wipe it every time I clean it, and I keep the disc carefully. I'll give it a try."

With that said, the nun took out the key and walked towards a small house.

"Then I'll call the child."

The rest of the nuns smiled at Chen Chuanwang, grabbed a child casually, and then used the child's mouth to spread the matter of playing the CD.

Seeing a group of children gathered together, Chen Chuanwang was a little bit embarrassed.

Maybe back then, some people were standing where he was, looking at the children at that time.

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At noon, the church takes care of the meal.

This may be one of the reasons why grandpas and grandmas like to come here early.

Today's dishes are simple, fried pork with bean sprouts, vegetable tofu soup.

No matter the dishes or the rice, they are all cooked on the stove, which has a different kind of smokey smell.

The bowls in the church are also large bowls from more than ten years ago. The mouth of the bowl is as big as the palm of an adult, the body of the bowl is white, and there is a blue rim.

A shovel of rice, a spoonful of soup, bean sprouts covered with tofu.

People who like to eat crispy rice, add a spoonful of soup, soak it and eat it, it is very fragrant.

Big pot rice is very comfortable to eat. Although Chen Chuanwang also has a big pot at home, he usually only uses it during the Chinese New Year.

No one eats in the church, but there are not so many chairs here, so at a glance, some people eat in the car, some squat there to eat, and some put the bag containing the Bible under their buttocks and eat while sitting.

Chen Chuanwang was a little surprised. He thought that these old grandparents would maintain a state of great respect for their beliefs, but he didn't expect that there were also bohemian believers.

"Not enough, let's fill it up again." Grandpa walked to Chen Chuanwang, holding two bowls in his hand, one bowl was his own, and the other bowl was grandma's.

"Enough, enough, I can't eat too much."

As a young man, Chen Chuanwang has an appetite, and it is easy to eat two or three bowls, but there is only so much food, and there are so many people. If he eats an extra bowl, it is very likely that an old man will not be full.

Don't think that the elderly don't eat much, it's wrong to think so.

When people reach old age, they will have certain problems with their sense of taste and smell, which leads to the fact that many old people usually taste heavy oil and salt.

Chen Chuanwang's grandparents are, and in the case of heavy oil and salt, of course the elderly will not eat too much, and the stomach can't stand it.

The people in the church obviously took this into consideration. Stir-fried pork with bean sprouts and vegetable tofu soup are mainly light, and the dishes are more suitable for meals. Naturally, the elderly will eat more than usual.

As expected, it soon appeared that the old man was not full and came back to serve rice and soup.

The nun brought out the rice cooker and added a little more rice to the old man, but she didn't dare to give too much, for fear that the old man's stomach would be overwhelmed.

After lunch, it's time to rest.

At this time, the old man will choose to go around the street, or stand there, gossip about the town.

"Awang, didn't you say you want to buy something? You can go now."

Chen Chuanwang said: "No hurry, no rush, I will put it here when I buy it, and I will buy it when I go back."

"This is your grandson! Still in junior high school?"

"You're confused. My grandson has graduated from college. It's almost ten years old. He's still in junior high school?" Grandpa scolded with a smile.

"Oh, my brain, your grandson has graduated, a college student~ amazing, promising."

Judging from the current number of college students, it seems that college students are not very popular, but for this town, and for the old people in this town, college students are equivalent to promising.

"The last time I saw your grandson, your grandson was still riding a tricycle. I didn't expect that he has graduated from college now. Time really flies!"

Grandpa smiled and said, "No, in the blink of an eye, you are taller than me."

"Does the child have a little girl?" The grandfather looked at Chen Chuanwang, and asked about the object as soon as he came up.

Chen Chuanwang didn't change his face: "No."

From the moment he decided to go home, he was ready to be questioned by everyone.

"It's time to get married after graduation. Have you found a job yet?"

Chen Chuanwang: "I'm going to take a rest for the time being."

The old man murmured: "I have to find a job... I have to hurry up with my girlfriend..."

Chen Chuanwang is not willing to entangle with the older generation on this matter, because the gap between the times and the gap in ideas is too great.

You are not allowed to fall in love when you are in school, and you are urged to get married as soon as you graduate. This is outrageous. What kind of marriage should you get?No one, and left and right handed?

"Don't worry, don't young people pay attention to talking on their own now, and it's useless for us to urge you." Grandpa said that he was not in a hurry, but in fact Chen Chuanwang knew that he was going crazy.

I can't wait to go out in person, find someone for Chen Chuanwang on a blind date, and then make a marriage arrangement on the spot, and go straight to the bridal chamber that night.

Chen Chuanwang didn't want to talk, so he found a place to sit down and looked up at the sky.

The sky in the countryside is nothing to see, it is blue as always, and Chen Chuanwang is tired of seeing it.

The grandparents continued to chat until the priest reappeared.

Only then did he notice that Chu Wu was standing on the cross on the top of the church, looking down at him.

Chen Chuanwang clicked his tongue.

I don't know if this scene will be called bad luck if the priest sees it.

(End of this chapter)