Getting up in a hurry, facing the sun, Chen Yi lit a fire on the wooden stove and warmed the cheese early in the morning.
Amy bought the cheese from the grocery store, and their cheese always tastes good.
Hedwig tended to go to bed later. Usually in knight families, women would get up later than men. This was the customary rule of Hedwig. When he saw her combing her hair and walking out of the room, she blinked her tired thin eyelids.
"Brother...well, it's Monday, it's time for morning prayers." She counted the days on her hands and exclaimed.
According to the law of the true religion, every Monday after the autumn wind blows is a day of routine morning prayer. After the rooster crows, one prays to the holy image, praising the Lord God and his angels, and then chants the name of the local patron saint and humbly Invite them to pray together and offer blessings, and then undergo a half-day cold fast. During this period, they are not allowed to eat or kill hot-blooded animals. This is called the Little Morning Prayer, also known as the Little Fast.
She knew that her brother was not very pious, so Hedwig hurriedly walked to the long table of icons, faced the wooden icon, and bent down to pray, asking the saints and the Lord God to forgive them for their slackness.
"The scriptures say that kneeling when praying will make you more pious." Chen Yi still took his time and teased her.
"Lord, please forgive him," Hedwig said quickly, turning around and chanting: "Only priests are allowed to kneel. Brother, you are always ungrateful."
"Of course I am loyal to myself." Chen Yi said smoothly.
Unexpectedly, her expression changed, "Then you will be punished by the saint."
"The Lord will forgive you," Hedwig quickly added.
"Then can you?" Chen Yi replied casually.
Hedwig didn't answer and urged him with her eyes.
It wouldn't happen any slower. He read her.
Chen Yi speeded up her hands, put the melted cheese into a bowl, and picked out the communion wafers from the drying cabinet under her beautiful eyes.
The priest in the town asked believers not to dress casually during morning prayers. It just happened that there were no expensive clothes at home, so Chen Yi didn't have to change out of the linen tunica on her body.
Hedwig had changed before leaving the room. She wore an undyed gray-white long skirt and a short-sleeved tunica. The collar was buttoned properly, and half of the pocket was exposed at the connection between the skirt and the tunica.
The round pancakes are like ivory, white and yellowish.
"My dear brother, do you have anything to confess to the Lord?" Hedwig said without squinting as she picked up the real Awen and recited the prayer.
"No."
"My dear brother, have you ever been ungrateful to my Lord?"
"There has never been one."
This is usually a routine prayer question between husband and wife. The wife will ask the husband. If there is no partner, the younger person in the family will ask the older one. If there is only one person in the family, they will ask the question by themselves.
After asking, Hedwig tried his best to keep his voice pious and holy: "The patron saint of the Koshi people, Saint Venakana who lives next to the bright moon: I hope you will play in Moon Bay for the rest of your life. My Lord is pious. And humble believer - Hedwig of Pune, I hope you will lead the divine light to illuminate the secular world constructed by this term, and I hope you will pray with me."
Chen Yi closed her eyes and waited quietly for the so-called saint to descend upon her.
A patron saint is a patron saint who is appointed by the true religion to be in charge of place, profession, knowledge, etc. According to the scriptures, among thousands of living beings, saints are the most favored and favored by the Lord.
When saints pray, miracles will fall instantly like spring rain, and asking saints to convey your prayers will be even more effective.
If Chen Yi remembers correctly,
The patron saint of Kesh, Saint Venakana, who lives next to the bright moon, is the last living saint recorded in the scriptures.
After that, the True Religion never consecrated a living saint again.
"Saint Venacana, use the moon to wash away the mud on our bodies and anoint our souls with oil. Even in the lonely night, your enchanting voice speaks to people's hearts. St. Venacana, shed all the tears. Silver-blooded saint." My sister was so devout, Chen Yi knew the current situation and tried his best to relax his mind.
Chen Yi's adoptionism or even disbelief in what they said was simply a form of inertia.
Because I myself am the Lord of Resurrection Town. Chen Yi laughed at himself.
After that, there was a routine prayer. Hedwig forced her brother to close his eyes, and she also closed her eyes, but narrowed the gap slightly. She checked her ungodly brother once, and then she whispered to the gods and recited. The honorable title of the Lord God: heavenly salvation, Lord of destiny, three descendants for life, three declines for death... His voice was silent, and only his small and thin lips were moving.
Chen Yi didn't know what she was praying for. As for herself, she had nothing to pray for.
After waiting for a long time, Chen Yi opened his eyes. Hedwig still closed her illusory eyelids and moved her lips gently.
She was humming a hymn, probably "Where is the Lord?"
She finally opened her eyes and directed herself to pick up the communion wafer.
Chen Yi broke open the communion bread as usual.
Hedwig followed the etiquette requirements and placed her little hand on top of Chen Yi's palm, trying her best not to touch him. It would be embarrassing if she passed through him after touching him.
As she prayed, the Communion bread was finally placed on the plates on either side of the icon.
After the boring and sacred morning prayer ended, Hedwig became more energetic. She said that her voice would teach the saints to reach the ears of the gods.
"Hmm, maybe you don't need a saint to make God hear." Chen Yi agreed.
"What did you pray for, brother?" Hedwig asked, hearing his indifferent tone.
"Um...ask him if he can create a rock that he can't move." Chen Yi joked.
Hedwig twisted her lovely eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about?"
Chen Yi came up with the idea of teasing his sister and said, "Ask him if he needs followers to help him wield swords and guns. After all, the knights in the west have been providing military services to the omniscient and omnipotent Lord."
"If you are so insincere, you will be punished by the saints and angels." Hedwig said worriedly.
Under the icon on the table is the soil that my uncle brought back from his pilgrimage, the soil that he went on a pilgrimage to.
She is afraid that prayer will be particularly effective.
However, the ungrateful brother still refused to speak, so Chen Yi said a lie: "Perhaps insincerity can attract God's attention more. There are countless stories in the scriptures about evil people who heard the words of angels, corrected their evil ways, and became saints."
Hedwig stared at him.
"Think about it, there are thousands of believers who are praying devoutly, and our Lord is tired of hearing them. Even if he is not tired of listening, he may not notice you. Instead of doing this, it is better to say that he is a believer of a pagan religion in front of the icon. , arousing the rebellious psychology of the gods." Chen Yi challenged her sister's piety.
By analogy, this kind of behavior is like shouting Allah is the Great in front of Tathagata Buddha.
Maybe he got angry and accidentally got angry, and the two parties started fighting over a believer.
Hedwig grimaced. She was disgusted by her brother's lack of piety and even the way he made fun of the gods.
She hummed, feeling uneasy again. She opened her mouth to refute, but was afraid that she would be taken in if she couldn't argue. This kind of brother-sister argument has happened many times in the past. It is not uncommon for the older brother to get involved and make one lose or even cry. Thinking of this, I feel completely defeated from the beginning. Her hateful and ungodly brother, she rolled her green eyes under her eyelashes, not wanting to reveal her frustration, folded her fingertips together, Hedwig did not speak, she simply pretended not to care and said: "I don't want to tell you this. "
Chen Yi was startled. He didn't expect that she would say this. He was prepared to go around and around to no avail.
In the end, she still found the decisive method by mistake.
Siblings who quarrel are better than siblings who don't quarrel. In Chen Yi's understanding, it was normal for an older brother to bully his younger sister, and not having an argument for a period of time was like losing the relationship.
Chen Yi shrugged and said a little more competitively: "I know you will agree with what I say, but you are just too angry to listen now. Maybe you want to practice it a little next time."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I pray for you every time, thousands of times." In the end, she said it bluntly.
It's just an exaggeration. Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, suppressing the inexplicable guilt and muttering secretly.
Chen Yi turned away without looking at her sister, whose cheeks were flushed with anger.
