I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 348 The Bard
"...I still have..."

Mrs. Milia wanted to harvest some from her old field and give Little Hoss some to pay off her debts.

These were originally cultivated by Little Hoss, and they were also a family.

But Hoss refused.

Holding the three strips of repayment certificates, Little Hoss stood beside him.

Looking at the people who came to collect debts, they put him and Milia in the field that he and Miria had worked so hard for a whole year,

The crops from the fields that had been left to him by Medioc were all loaded into the wagon,
Until the food room in Little Hoss's house was emptied,

Mr. Raleigh sent the debt collector to leave with a smile on his face.

Little Hoss stood in the yard again, watching the carriage that took away the grain gradually go away until he could no longer see it.

"...Okay, Little Hoss, let me go back to have lunch, I made you some minced meat soup..."

"Um……"

Little Hoss raised his cuffs, wiped the sweat from his forehead,
Then, with some expectation, I followed Mrs. Milia to the house over Milia,
Little Hoss bought the meat in the town yesterday, and he bought a small piece, which Milia used to cook meat and rice soup.

I haven't eaten meat for a long time.

Little Hoss couldn't help but look forward to it.

"...Eat some black bread first to pad your stomach before eating, otherwise you will have diarrhea if you eat meat like this."

"Ok, I know."

……

"...Sir, why didn't Mr. Raleigh just take over the land of this family, and why do you want to mortgage it?"

"Stupid guy, after the field is harvested, does Mr. Raleigh need someone to cultivate it?

But now, someone has already cultivated it, and every year in order to pay back the money, he will cultivate it carefully. Every year, Mr. Raleigh collects all the grain, and Mr. Raleigh does not need to spend the cost of hiring people to cultivate it.

And these fields have already been mortgaged to Mr. Raleigh. When they can no longer pay the interest, these fields will still belong to Mr. Raleigh. "

The money collectors who left communicated with the people who came to carry the grain together.

"Then what if they finish repaying one day? Stupid guy, how can they pay it all. Even if they can repay the principal of three hundred copper coins every time the grain is harvested, how long do you think it will take?"

"I can't figure it out... about ten years?"

"Let me tell you, at least two to thirty years... Moreover, they have a good harvest this year, can they still have a good harvest every year? If the interest is not repaid in one year, the interest will become the principal in the second year, and all will be returned."

"...Is that so..."

"... Hurry up, I have to go to the next place, and be careful of Mr. Raleigh's punishment."

"well……"

……

The contrast between the two plots makes readers feel particularly uncomfortable.

It was the same when Professor Worth watched it before,
Feeling bad for Little Hoss, angry for the whole world in the book.

Here, although Little Hoss is distressed that the grain that has been cultivated for a year is gone,
But it was also a lot easier for me to pay off part of my debts,

I also thought about repaying more this year and paying more next year, whether the debt can be repaid soon.

Perhaps when the debt is paid off, his father Medioc will be able to return to the heavenly kingdom of the Lord.

The tombstone in front of his grave does not need to be hidden in the ground by him as it is now, but erected openly.

On the other side, the person who received the money was talking to the person next to him, but he expounded a desperate fact.

Little Hoss may never be able to repay this amount of money.

……

The stories in the book don't stop because of the reader's discomfort,
Continue to develop.

Time flies, month after month, year after year,
Little Hoss's skin became rougher and darker, and the calluses on his hands and feet became thicker and thicker.

Although Mrs. Milia shared some of the farm work in the fields for him,
But Little Hoss, who works in the farmland all day, is more and more like the residents of other villages.

The burden of debt and farm work made Little Hoss have no time to think about too many things, and there were fewer and fewer unconstrained thoughts in his mind that belonged to children.
Most of the time, the expression on his face is the same as that of most residents, which is blank.

It's only when I get along with Mrs. Milia that I feel more relaxed.

Over the past few years, Little Hoss has grown taller and gradually lost his childlike appearance, just like a younger farmer in the field,
Little Hoss owed Mr. Raleigh some debts, which he has repaid in recent years.
In one year, due to the relatively dry weather, the grain harvested in the fields left by Medioc was not enough to repay the interest on the debt owed to Mr. Raleigh—although the principal has been repaid some,
But the interest was always the interest charged on the previous year's principal, always a year later than the principal was repaid, Mr. Rowley said, always.Little Hoss had no way to refute.

That year, I still took some of Milia's fields to harvest food, and then I paid back enough interest.

But that year also made Little Hoss and Mrs. Millia Pacific a little tight.

One day after so many years,
Just when the grain crops had just been harvested in the field,
Little Hoss went to the edge of the village cemetery and looked at the grave of his father Medioc,

Mrs. Milia followed him to visit Mr. More.

When the two returned from the cemetery in the evening,
But I saw someone in the yard,
Wearing old clothes, with a dusty body and a long and messy beard,

On the waist, a water bottle is pinned to one side, and a luggage is held in one hand.

"...may the Lord bless you, sir and madam."

When the man saw Little Huss and Mrs. Milia, he greeted them with a smile.

Little Hoss and Mrs. Millia quickly responded.

"May the Lord protect you too."

"... Ma'am, sir, I am a bard, that is, one who brings the stories of one place to another."

"Passing by here, can I ask for some water, preferably burnt."

The water bag on the man's next waist,

"There is water in the river..."

"You don't know, brook water produces water, and drinking it will make you sick easily. Only boiled water can bring you a healthy and strong body. This is what an old priest told me."

The man smiled and said,

"Well...but we don't have that much firewood to keep hot water for drinking."

Mrs. Milia took the water bag,

"Thank you."

"In order to thank you for the water you gave me, I would like to tell you some stories from faraway places."

Little Hoss stood by, and when he heard this, he became a little interested, turned his head, and looked at the bard,

"...Sir, do you know that in a distant place, the master of our country, the king, has changed."

"king?"

"Yes, king! That is General Autoliv, who overthrew the old king's corrupt rule and ascended the throne!"

"How come, why did he overthrow the king, and the church didn't punish him! Isn't the king a child of the Lord?"

"Because General Autoliv is truly chosen by the Lord. He is the successor of the new king favored and favored by God. He is also the bishop of the church. The Pope said that General Autoliv is the spokesperson of God walking on the earth."

"General Autoliv is brave, wise, and kind. He announced that free schools will be built in various places for children to learn the knowledge of God!"

The bard praised the heroic General Autoliv.

Prior to this, Hoss had no idea that the country had changed owners.

At this moment, Mrs. Milia came out of the house and handed the bard a water bag filled with water.

The bard will tell little Hoss tales of faraway lands,

At this time, someone else came,

"Hoss, little Hoss... Hurry up, let me count the food you harvested this year, I have to hurry back."

He's here to collect Mr. Raleigh's debts.

(End of this chapter)