You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Finally, the topic naturally turned to his childhood, elementary school and junior high school.

"The letter your grandfather wrote to you before he passed away?" Yu Lihua said, "Auntie, can I take a look? - If you don't mind."

"I don't mind, I don't mind."

Xiao Yao has almost gotten used to Yu Lihua's kindness, but Yu Lihua's politeness and respect still make the young man feel flattered.

"Little Apple," Xiao Yao turned around and waved to Yu Luying, "Give me the letter."

"Letter? What letter? Ah, oh." Yu Luying began to rummage through her bag.

"Little Apple?" Yu Lihua was slightly stunned.

"Ah," Xiao Yao said somewhat awkwardly, "It's just a name we call each other in fun."

"Did you name it for her?" Yu Lihua asked Xiao Yao.

"Ah," Xiao Yao said, "You're just yelling."

Yu Luying found the letter and handed it to her from behind. Yu Lihua carefully unfolded the letter, shook it in her hand, glanced at Xiao Yao again, stopped, and read it carefully.

……

"Put it away and don't let others damage it." Yu Lihua handed the letter paper back to her daughter.

Xiao Yao suddenly couldn't help laughing and thought that Yu Luying looked like a maid.

Xiao Pingguo folded the letter again and put it in her bag. Instead of retreating five meters away, she walked side by side with Xiao Yao and her mother.

"Your grandfather is a scholar - a cultured man." Yu Lihua was the first to comment: "Looking at his name, he is also a cultured man."

"Oh, yes, it seems that I taught in a private school." Xiao Yao nodded.

"His grandfather said that he has been taciturn since he was a child. Don't you think it's funny, Mom?" Yu Luying interrupted.

"That's normal," Yu Lihua said, "Your mother was also very quiet when I was a child."

Both children laughed secretly.

"Xiao Yujing, Xiao Changsheng, good names, really good names," Yu Lihua turned around and asked her daughter, "Xiao Pingguo, do you think they sound good?"

"I don't like it." Yu Luying said honestly: "What's the matter with Little Apple? Mom, don't shout it down."

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it," Yu Lihua turned to her daughter and said, "Since this is Grandpa Xiao Yao's last wish, you should name your child after this. If you have your own preferences, you can do so when you have your second child..."

"What do you mean by one or two children?" Yu Luying was so angry that she stamped her feet and said, "Mom, listen to what you are saying in front of Xiao Yao."

"Are you still shy? What's there to hide?" Yu Lihua scolded, "Wait until you two get married, quack, quack, quack, quack..."

Yu Luying didn't want to listen to Yu Lihua's fantasy of married life for her, so she quickened her pace and walked to the front: "I saw the cross!"

Xiao Yao couldn't run away like Yu Luying did, so he could only listen to Yu Lihua's imagination of life "after you get married."

At first I felt a little embarrassed, but then I felt it was warm and romantic. Then I began to daydream and sketch out this beautiful blueprint unconsciously. Finally, my nose felt sore and I wanted to commit suicide on the spot.

Fortunately, we have arrived at Fangbing Catholic Church.

Fangbing Catholic Church in Dongru County, Nantong City, also known as Dongru Fangbing Catholic Church, is located on the west side of Fuhua Road, Daxiang Town, Dongru County. In fact, it is located next to the national highway and is surrounded by desolate surroundings.

Although it is said to be in Fangbing, it is actually located next to the national highway between the small town where Xiao Yao is located and Fangbing Town, just on the side closer to Fangbing.

It was also for this reason that people were so exhausted when they came out of Fangbing Bus Station.

In Xiao Yao's original imagination, a country church like Fangbing Church should be of Chinese style, short and shabby, with a thatched roof, and look like an ancestral hall. Unexpectedly, when the cathedral that rose from the ground suddenly came into view, he was shocked.

This church is really tall and big, and from a distance it looks like a Gothic architectural style.

Xiao Yao didn't know much about architecture, but from his vague impression, a building with tall and slender outlines, doors and windows, and sharp spires on top was called Gothic—hmm? Why did he think of Yu Luying?

The brick and wood structure looks quite decent, but the colors look lively, and the height has a bit of the texture of a Disney castle.

To put it bluntly, it's like a toy.

And the color is also very strange. Although Gothic style does not particularly emphasize color, it is all dark-toned with stained glass. This church is a bit... Russian?

No matter what, in Xiao Yao's eyes, "big" and "high" mean justice.

"This guy looks better than Brother Bibo - and better than our uncle's cousin." Xiao Yao said to Yu Luying.

Yu Luying snorted, took a step back, took out her camera, half squatted, and took a picture.

When Yu Lihua heard the words "our uncle", she glanced at Xiao Yao and said, "The Sacred Heart Church was originally very large. The Sacred Heart Church you see now is just the auxiliary building of the original Sacred Heart Church."

As he was speaking, a short and fat man in black pants, black leather shoes and a blue shirt came out and opened the door. When the man came closer, Xiao Yao determined from the white Roman collar around his neck that he was a priest, not a security guard.

The priest was not good-looking, about 40 or 50 years old, with an ugly face, but no outstanding features. His medium-length black hair had turned a little gray, and the wrinkles on his face showed the traces of time.

"Is that Father Li? Sorry to trouble you." Yu Lihua said politely.

"Father Li." "Father Li."

"It's no trouble, no trouble," Father Li said, "Father Yu is my good friend!"

"We were just passing by here and wanted to pay homage to the Blessed Sacrament," said Yu Lihua.

"Okay, okay." Father Li nodded.

Although she said she came to "worship the Eucharist", Yu Lihua was not in a hurry to enter the church. Instead, she followed Father Li to his office first.

The three of them sat down on the sofa, holding the hot tea that Father Li had prepared for them.

Yu Luying and Xiao Yao listened to Yu Lihua and Father Li chatting about the trivial matters of the two parishes. Father Zhang was praising Sister Li and Sister Li were criticizing them. They were all very bored.

Smile, drink tea, empty your mind, nod, and laugh along.

I would secretly glance at my phone from time to time to see if Shen Jie had replied to my message.

When they finally finished chatting, Father Li took out the key and led the three of them into the church.

As soon as he entered the sanctuary, Xiao Yao felt... emmmmmmm.

How should I put it? It is indeed the Chinese rural ancestral hall style that I imagined.

The decoration inside is even more beautiful than that outside.

"Sure enough, it's still not as good as our uncle's territory." Xiao Yao whispered to Yu Luying.

Complaints aside, ugliness aside, since you're here, just bow down.

After following the Yu mother and daughter in reciting "Pater noster", "Ave Maria" and "Gloria Patri", Xiao Yao stood up, turned around twice with his hands behind his back, just as a token of appreciation.

You know what, this confessional is quite beautiful.

Father Li was sitting inside wearing a purple sash, while Yu Luying was kneeling outside the confessional. The panel between the two of them had been lifted up, leaving only a thick screen separating them, making it impossible for either side to see each other's faces.

Xiao Yao stood and watched from a distance. He suddenly remembered the first time he saw such a situation "with his own eyes", which was in Teacher Yao's hall.

There, he and Shen Jie heard Teacher Yao say horrifying things to Yu Bo.

As soon as Yu Luying stood up, Yu Lihua walked over and knelt down on the other side of the pavilion.

Father Li adjusted his sitting position and leaned his head on the other side.

Yu Luying walked towards Xiao Yao slowly.

"Did you tell him everything about us?" Xiao Yao asked in a low voice.

Yu Luying ignored him.

"What if he turns around and tells your mother?" Xiao Yao said.

"That's impossible," Yu Luying said. "Disclosing the secrets of confession is a serious crime punishable by excommunication. Even if you tell the priest that you killed someone, he can't call the police."

"It's a bit like a tree hole - the priest must be very painful to listen to you say these things every day and not be able to tell anyone else," said Xiao Yao.

"So they have long since mastered the skill of letting things go in one ear and out the other," said Yu Luying.

As they were talking, Yu Lihua stood up and Xiao Yao quickly walked towards the confessional.

"Where are you going?" Yu Luying called him from behind.

"I want one too." Xiao Yao said concisely.

"Hey! Hey..."

……

"Father, I have committed a sin." Xiao Yao said in a deep voice.

“……”It was quiet in here.

"Hello, hello? Can you hear me?" Xiao Yao seemed to be on the phone.

"You say." Father Li finally spoke.

"I'm not a Catholic yet, and they said I can't go to confession because I haven't been baptized yet," Xiao Yao said, "but I do have some things in my heart that I regret very much and feel very uncomfortable about, and I can't help but speak out. Can you listen to me?"

"You say." Father Li repeated it again.

"Will you keep it absolutely confidential, just like a real confession?" Xiao Yao asked him.

"Sure." Father Li said.

"Last night, some unexpected things happened between me and my girlfriend because we drank too much. Although nothing actually happened in the end, but still... Oh, she should have told you about it, right?" Xiao Yao said.

"..." The other party was silent.

"Then I felt like I was a piece of shit, really." Xiao Yao continued, "I knew clearly that she and I had no future, so I didn't plan to touch her. This was also a bottom line.

"As a result, I almost did it yesterday... I feel like rationality and morality are all empty in me, and only desire is my master.

"I don't want to be that kind of person. I want to be a gentleman, a good person, a knight, someone who can use reason and principles to restrain his behavior, and a responsible person."

Father Li spoke up: "If you know there is no future, why do you want to develop a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?"

"This question is very complicated," Xiao Yao told him, "In fact, I have a fiancée, and my girlfriend and my fiancée know each other and they both agree to it. In fact, they agreed in private at the beginning that they wanted to be with the three of us, and then they came to tell me."

"...This is wrong and not allowed." Father Li told Xiao Yao.

"I know," Xiao Yao said, "Father, do you know that my girlfriend's mother is very good to me, very good. She said that she treats me as her son and always talks about what will happen after we get married. You know, I feel uncomfortable when I hear her say this. I was thinking, if she knew the truth, how uncomfortable she would be... How disappointed... I... I don't know how to say it, I feel like I am not a human being, I can't face her. I really hope that what she said about things after marriage is true and will happen, but I know clearly that I am actually lying to her...

"Father, I really want to treat her as my mother. I really want to marry my girlfriend and her daughter, but I can't because I can't let my fiancée down."

"Well..." Father Li's face wrinkled in pain: "This fiancée you are talking about..."

Xiao Yao didn't listen to the priest, but just continued to talk: "And now I still feel sorry for my grandfather. Before he left, my grandfather wrote me a letter, picked the name of the child, and asked me to set off firecrackers on his grave when I got married so that he could meet my great grandfather - but I ended up marrying into the family. How can I face the ancestors of the Xiao family?

"To be honest, Father, I didn't care about this kind of thing before. Marrying a wife or marrying into the wife's family, aren't they all the same? For me, having a wife is enough. I don't care that I am a wife's family, and I don't care whose surname the child takes. But today, when I saw the letter from my grandfather, I suddenly felt that I was too selfish, and I suddenly didn't want to marry into the wife's family.

"If I marry into the family, I will be sorry for my grandfather. If I don't, I will be sorry for my fiancée..."

Chapter 225 Her Feet Can't Be That Smelly

2023-06-05

On the way back to Shanghai, Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao: "What did you say to the priest? It took 45 minutes, and I saw that Father Li looked like he was about to cry!"

"What?" Xiao Yao said, "Is his expression that scary? I can't see it."

"Didn't we already learn how to confess in class?" Yu Luying said, "According to the Ten Commandments, the Four Rules, and the Seven Deadly Sins, we should go through them one by one and briefly state what we did and how many times we did it. Uncle even specifically told us not to go into so many details and not to talk nonsense. Have you forgotten all that?"

"Ah...haha," Xiao Yao said, "Maybe, maybe I was distracted at that time?"

"Tsk." Yu Luying pouted, rolled her eyes at him, and looked out the window again.

"Oh, you haven't told me yet," Xiao Yao glanced at Yu Lihua who was sitting in the first three rows, and whispered to Yu Luying's ear slyly, "How did you suddenly appear outside the door this morning and knock on the door to get in?"

"I saw the missed calls later in the morning, from both you and my mom," Yu Luying explained.

"hold head high."

"Later, when you two entered the corridor, didn't you greet Shuyi loudly? I heard it."

"Ah? Ah."

"Tsk - what, you can't remember?" Yu Luying reminded him: "My mother also told you that this little girl's appearance is also quite smart."

"I remember, I remember," Xiao Yao said, "and then what?"

"Then I hurried out the door," Yu Luying recalled, "and saw you two were already going upstairs, so I quickly climbed up the ladder to the roof."

"ladder?!"

"Isn't there a ladder?" Yu Luying said.

"You dare to climb that ladder? It's so scary..."