Ringer didn't come back until the afternoon, and he didn't come back alone. Two horses with shiny black manes stopped steadily at the door of the church under the whip of the coachman, and the wheels rolled over the somewhat damaged stone road. Ringer
The figure immediately stepped down from the carriage, followed by a young man wearing a white plaid apron, with a black slogan written on the apron: Uncle Moredi's Bakery, has been accompanying you in your life since Queen Victoria II. When Alice read it, she was really afraid that it would be followed by something like "an authentic time-honored brand with thirty years of history".
Then, under Ringer's instructions, the young man in the white plaid apron moved out cardboard boxes from the carriage, which should contain the bread that would be used for the seven-day ceremony. The young man moved the bread to
Inside the church, it was placed under the statue of the goddess, looking familiar. Alice, who had completed the cleaning task, wanted to go over to help, but Merdine stopped her and asked her to go upstairs to avoid it.
This immediately aroused dissatisfaction among friends: "Why? Do you think I have no strength and can't even move bread?"
As she spoke, she rolled up the sleeves of her hoodie to show off her non-existent muscles.
Metien's face turned red and he hesitated, as if he was saying something embarrassing: "No, that's not what I meant, Sister Alice, it's just, it's just that the way you are dressed now is not suitable for meeting outsiders..."
"Eh?"
Alice blinked and finally realized why Merdine was blocking her. It is said that in the conservative 19th century England, when a woman went out, even if she only exposed her neck, arms and calves, it would be regarded as "
"Nude". Men are slightly better off, but people without hats will also be looked at strangely.
As for her current dress, it is already to the point of social death.
"So," Medien pushed her upstairs: "Just avoid it for now, Sister Alice. I will ask Ringer to buy milk pudding for you later."
She doesn’t want her church to be criticized for being criticized.
After Alice knew the whole story, she didn't insist anymore, and went upstairs half-pushed, but her brows kept furrowing, not because she was dissatisfied, but because she was thinking about a very serious question: Why, the tone of Metien's conversation with her, was so...
Like coaxing a child?
She sat on the last step of the second floor and fell into endless thoughts about life, the world, destiny and even the universe. She gradually felt that she was close to the truth of everything and would fall into eternal peace...
In short, when she was about to fall asleep, the movement downstairs finally stopped, and then she heard two loud neighings, which woke Alice up from her drowsiness. The coachman's horsewhip whipped the air and made a "pop" sound
There was a sound, the wheels turned, and the carriage left No. 13 Songshi Street.
"Sister Alice!" Metien shouted from below: "You can come down now! Ringer has brought you a gift!"
Gift!?
Alice cheered up, patted her cheek to clear her mind, and ran down the stairs. Although she still had some doubts in her heart, would a cold guy like Ringer prepare a gift specially for herself? But Merdine
I said it myself, so there shouldn’t be anything wrong...
All doubts disappeared after she went downstairs. Ringer was indeed holding a paper bag in his hand. When he saw Alice, he handed the bag to her, making the girl feel ashamed of her suspicion just now: Although Ringer looked very cold,
But he is still a good person at heart.
She took the bag, opened it, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Wow!"
What was in the bag was neither food nor anything else, but a set of clothes, a classic black and white maid outfit. Excited, Alice took it out and unfolded it in front of her eyes, and found that this maid outfit was not brand new, but
It is a bit old, and there are traces of sewing in easily damaged areas such as the cuffs and collar. Overall, it is very simple and clean. The original owner should have taken great care of it and maintained it well.
Alice looked at the maid uniform in her hand and asked curiously: "Where did this come from? Do bakeries still sell second-hand maid uniforms?"
"No." Metien came over and explained the origin of the clothes to his brother: "Uncle Moredi's wife used to be a maid in the Linwell Housekeeping Association when she was young. This is the clothes she wore before.
, later she stopped being a maid, but she still kept the clothes, so Linger discussed it with her uncle and bought it for you. After all, you can't always dress like this, right? My clothes are not the right size.
..."
As she said that, the little girl couldn't help but glanced at Alice's thigh, but quickly took it back, looking a little embarrassed. As a woman, she obviously couldn't appreciate this bold dressing style, and she was even more curious. Could it be that she was wearing something else?
A world where all girls dress up like Alice? Then the social atmosphere is too open.
Alice didn't notice the look in her eyes, and still praised the maid uniform in her hand, saying something incomprehensible: "In that case, it must be at least an epic piece of equipment, and maybe it comes with the talent of being proficient in housekeeping.
, after putting it on, can the proficiency of cleaning, laundry, cooking and other skills be directly increased to the full level?"
She immediately put on a serious expression: "Don't worry, since that lady is willing to entrust her treasure to me, then I will not disappoint her wish and will definitely become the best maid in the world to let her
Be proud of me one day! Wow, I’m so touched!”
The girl was moved by her impassioned speech, and when she was about to burst into tears, Ringer poured cold water on her without hesitation: "This is just a very ordinary maid outfit, it doesn't have the function you mentioned. Besides,
Mrs. Melina has no wishes that you need to inherit. She is in good health and has her own children, but they are all learning to make pastry from Mr. Moredi."
"That's okay."
Hearing these words, Alice was like a chameleon. She put away her moved expression so fast that Meridian had no time to react. She froze in place and only heard her say triumphantly: "Anyway, I am a serious maid now."
Compared to those guys at Comic Exhibitions who only act cute and pretend to be innocent, huh, much better!"
Are there still ungrateful maids?
Metien tilted her little head, finding it difficult to understand the ecological environment of the maid industry in another world.
Ling Ge was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy who was not normal. He urged her to go upstairs to change clothes in a cold tone, and at the same time announced an unexpected news: "Tomorrow's seven-day ceremony, you will also come to help."
"Eh?" Alice opened her eyes wide in surprise, pointed at herself, and asked, "You mean me?"
"It can only be you." Ringer, who was counting the amount of bread, didn't even raise his head: "Medien would have helped, and so should you."
Alice held the maid uniform and was quite at a loss: "But I don't know how. I'm not a believer of the goddess, and I don't know anything about these rituals..."
"You can speak our language and you must be able to write our words, that's enough." Ringer still didn't look back, as if he didn't want to see Alice's troubled expression: "I didn't expect you to be responsible for the most complicated link.
I’m afraid it’s also difficult to understand.”
"This... okay."
Although what he said was very irritating, she had to bow her head under the roof. Alice could only agree depressedly. At the same time, she secretly made up her mind to quietly hone her skills as a maid, so that one day she would surprise this guy who looked down on her.
!
As a time traveler, isn’t this goal too humble?
She was lost in thought.
At this time, Ringer had already counted the amount of bread, and after confirming that it was correct, he stood up again and walked past the two girls, as if he wanted to go to the kitchen.
Alice was still feeling sad about the discrimination she had received and her humble goal, while Merdine wanted to ask her brother if there was anything he could do to help.
At this time, an extremely plain word came from the air he had walked through: "Also, tomorrow's ceremony is the last seven-day ceremony."
"After the ceremony, I will close the church."
The voice fell softly, and Metien's expression suddenly stiffened. She couldn't say what she wanted to say. Alice also raised her head suddenly and looked at the passage leading to the kitchen. In her eyes, the statue of the goddess was dim.
The aisle and the person's back seem to be on the same straight line, but they extend in opposite directions, never intersecting.
The brilliant skylight shines through the stained glass windows, illuminating the chapel into a bright and empty space. Dust floats and wood chips fly. In the place where light cannot touch, he runs counter to his own god, and his shadow is everywhere in the dark corridor corners. This chapter has been completed!