thief's woman

Chapter 3 Orphans at the End of the World

When 11-year-old Yao Meiling first transferred to this school, she was silent and withdrawn, and she didn't care about anyone.

This is a church school with advanced management, complete facilities and strong teachers.It is worth mentioning that the tuition fee is also very cheap.Thanks to the continuous injection of social donations and government subsidies, the church girls' school has not made any mistakes in operation and teaching. It has always cared for the disadvantaged groups in society, and the tuition fees are greatly reduced.The only reason for Yao Meiling to transfer schools is because the tuition fees in the new school are cheap.And as long as the grades are qualified, they can go directly to the church girls' high school, saving a lot of trouble.

At a young age, she already knew that she had to obediently obey her fate. For a child without parents, even being willful and acting like a baby is a luxury.After the huge change, if she hadn't been taken in by Sister Ping, she would have been arranged by the government to a shelter long ago, and began to learn to get used to the life of an orphan.She knew that Sister Ping had no ability to let her go to the noble girls' school in the past. Although her family was poor, Sister Ping cared about her food and drink, and would buy her anything good.So she must be sensible and obedient.Besides, this school is not bad now.

The nuns often do their homework here, and sometimes the resident nuns also help the school with things and come to the activity room to preach the gospel.The students will surround them, and they will always get a lot of fruit after class.These merciful nuns always have gentle smiles on their faces and treat everyone patiently.

Only she, never fit in.

Sister Raisa soon discovered the withdrawn child.She always sat alone on the cold stone steps, holding her chin in a daze, her eyes empty and powerless.Sometimes I use one finger to draw circles on the ground continuously, back and forth.It may be meaningless, but she always draws circles over and over again tirelessly, as if there is infinite fun in such a lonely cycle.

"Yao...Meiling? Is your name Yao Meiling?" Sister Raisa knelt down and asked her softly.

The little girl didn't speak, but only looked up at the old nun with a peaceful face in front of her, and immediately turned her gaze away, staring blankly ahead.alone in her own world.

The withered leaves fluttered like yellow butterflies, spinning round and round in the air, and suddenly fell to the ground again. It happened that two or three leaves pressed down on her feet. She lowered her head and stared at the withered leaves. There is a jigsaw edge around the outer edge of the leaf. When the wind blows, the dead leaves fly up, and her eyes are blown out of the world.

"Meiling...?" Sister Raisa called out again.

She just lowered her head, bit her lower lip lightly, and said nothing.

"Don't sit on the ground, it's cold..." Sister Reza wanted to help her up with concern, but Xiao Meiling gently pushed her away with her hand—she was as timid as a wounded deer, hiding far away unsuspecting care.

After a long time, I began to bow my head and cry: "They called me broom star—why did Mommy hug me?! Car accident? Shouldn't the whole family go together? Mommy said she loved me, why didn't she want me! Why did she let me go? I'm left alone..."

That day, she kicked Risa so painfully.Sister Raisa hugged her, protecting her from fists and feet, and Yao Meiling slept soundly in her arms.

That was a memory when she was 11 years old. When she was the most painful, that scene always appeared in her dreams. Reza's embrace was as warm as her mother in heaven.

Then they seemed to have an agreement.Sister Reza would visit her regularly, bring some stationery and clothes, and visit her and Sister Ping's humble home.When she was in school, as long as Ruisa was sent to the school, Xiao Meiling would go to her alive and well, showing off her recent schoolwork with full marks. She gradually became cheerful, although she was still shy in front of her classmates and teachers.

Sister Raisa treated the child who lost her father since childhood with the greatest kindness and love, and Yao Meiling also regarded her as the only relative besides Sister Ping.She grew old year by year during Xiao Meiling's complicated and growing childhood. However, the nuns' faces always shone with the light of the benefactor. Although they were about to leave, their demeanors were still calm and indifferent.Being called by the Lord is a blessing, not a pain.Therefore, the naive little Meiling didn't see anything wrong, and her life went on as usual.Until one day, she saw Raisa sighing by the lake.This pious nun seldom has unsatisfactory times. She is full of gratitude for the care of the Holy Lord in every aspect of her life, and she rarely frowns.

Yao Meiling clearly remembers that for a period of time, Ruisa always sighed and paced back and forth by the small lake.This is really against the practice of Christian saints.

Finally, Xiao Meiling couldn't bear it any longer. She ran over, raised her face and asked innocently: "Risa, what are you thinking? You are always unhappy...'Thanks to the Lord's care, everything is beautiful in the world' , Isn't that what you often say?"

Risa turned her head away, and was reluctant to talk for a while, she was afraid that her bad mood would ruin the optimism that the little girl had finally regained.Yes, the scars and mottles that are rare in the world should not be accepted by a little girl prematurely.She didn't want to say it.

Under Xiao Meiling's repeated pestering, Ruisa finally compromised, she sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "That wife... went last night..."

"Called by the Lord?" The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then calmly and calmly began to comfort Raisa: "Then, we shouldn't be sad, the place where God cares and takes care of is the best place for people to go." She was old and mature. To the extreme, those words were not at all like what a teenage girl could say.

"But...but, that lady is not a Christian after all." Raisa was rather anxious.

"God loves the world, Raisa." The little girl stood on tiptoe and patted the nun's shoulder.

Later, Yao Meiling roughly knew the ins and outs of the story from Reisa's mouth.

The wife who left that night was a well-bred lady of the upper class. She was kind and kind to others. During the years she lived in the church, she got along very well with the monks and nuns.Few people know the story of this lady before. People only remember that when the old pastor was still alive, he came back from a trip one day and brought this graceful and beautiful woman back by accident.She was sick, pale, with a burning forehead that terrified the whole church of nuns.According to the old pastor, the lady was afraid that she couldn't think about it, so she jumped down to die by the river without any hesitation.Fortunately, he was rescued by an old priest passing by.

Risa and the others took turns keeping watch at night, and took care of her for several days and nights before pulling the lady back from the gate of hell.When she heard that she was in a coma, she kept calling a person's name, and it was only later that she realized that it was her son.Risa and the others were confused at the time, since she had a son, was she willing to die?Christians are inherently taboo to commit suicide, so the lady's cowardly behavior will not be able to appease the nuns.

Later, his wife lived in the church.The child came to her later and lived with his mother for a long time.A few years ago, my wife sold her jewelry and sent her son to study abroad.I heard that the child reads well, and I heard that his relationship with his family is not very good, and his stepmother is not good to him, and I heard that he is probably coming back.

That wife passed away last night. She was familiar with the Bible and expressed her desire to become a Christian, but she went to heaven before she could be baptized.Nor can they be buried according to the rites of Christians.Risa also seemed more regretful because of this.

"She is a child of God, so what does it matter if she is baptized or not?" Xiao Meiling raised her face, seemingly asking a question, but actually comforting Reisa.

"I'm afraid God won't recognize his child," Raisa sighed.

"Mom and Dad haven't been baptized either, but I know they are living well in heaven."

Reisa nodded and smiled warmly at Xiao Meiling.

"So, what about that child? That child who is studying abroad, will he come back?" Xiao Meiling asked, propping her chin.

"Stupid child!" Risa pinched her nose and said with a smile, "My wife's son is probably older than you! The child from back then has grown up long ago!"