[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

Opening his eyes in the new world again, Arthur reads memory and world information familiarly. The consciousness of this world is gentle and patient, and getting along is like a spring breeze.That's right, the child of the world she loves is such a lovely little girl, even though she has been tortured, she has not changed her original kindness, she is still pure like a lily.

Therefore, Arthur still liked his identity in this world.

"Master Archangel, God is calling you." A little angel flapped its wings briskly and floated beside him, his eyes were full of admiration, "A bright soul came up from the world, and she is asking God for her poor little daughter." Well."

That must be Cinderella's mother. Because of her kindness and piety, she has been able to enjoy all the glory of heaven, but the only thing she can't let go of is her young daughter who lost her mother. Obviously, she doesn't think her husband can afford it. Responsibility for caring for daughter.

"I see, let's go now." Arthur nodded, the huge wings behind him slowly opened, and the light wheel rotated on it, every feather was shiny and beautiful, as if weaving the glory of heaven went in.A gust of wind was blown by the wings, and Arthur easily flew up. There was a sea of ​​light clouds under him. Everything here was beautiful and clean, shrouded in the most gentle light. This place——is the eternal kingdom of heaven.

Different from Hebrew mythology, the God here is revered as God. He is tolerant and benevolent, but in Arthur's understanding, he is a little indifferent, and usually does not manage the affairs of the kingdom of heaven.He just created a pure land for pure souls to rest.

"God appeared?" Arthur was a little surprised, and the little angel shook his head quickly.

"No, God is still asleep, but the request has already been conveyed." The little angel said with some regret, and then showed some reluctance, "Maybe I want you to go this time, the bright soul wants to protect her daughter Yes, the mightiest of angels."

Arthur nodded to express his understanding. This kind of mood is understandable, and he is also willing to take up this task to find Saario who doesn't know where he is hiding.The world consciousness did not give him a clear task, and this world was equivalent to a vacation for him.

The angels gather outside the palace where God lives, and the life in the kingdom of heaven is leisurely. In addition to maintaining the daily facilities, the angels also cultivate their sentiments, pay attention to the news, oh yes, and chase stars.

As soon as Arthur landed, countless fiery eyes fell on him. He calmly folded his wings. Just such an inconspicuous little movement caused a soft discussion.Arthur didn't take it seriously. He had a lot of high-profile experiences, and he didn't feel stage fright.Platinum hair is an extremely soft color, not as long as most angels, but there is a slightly longer strand on the left side, which is loosely tied with a headband, paired with mysterious light purple eyes, it looks even more noble Sacred and inviolable.

Surrounded by several little angels, the glorious soul has a gentle and amiable smile, and the state of the human soul will reflect his most youthful and healthy appearance, so she appears as a beautiful middle-aged woman, without the sickness of death on her face , with a slight blush on the contrary.

"My little daughter, please." The soul smiled, "She is a very good child, as devout as I am, so I am afraid that she will be hurt by a difficult life and isolated by treacherous people... I implore you! Glorious Archangel! Please protect my child until the end of her life!"

Such a request is not too much, and those who do good deeds will always be rewarded.Arthur accepted the mother's request and asked about some things in the world. Then, surrounded by a group of white pigeons, Arthur flew from the sky to the world through the vast sea of ​​clouds.

The air he breathed gradually became a little unclean. Arthur gave up the image of an angel and turned into a pure white bird. His name could not be found in any encyclopedia in the world, and the edges of his feathers were scalded. Bright golden, three hard feathers twice as long as the body form the tail, flying lightly in the air.A large group of white doves spread their wings and flew across the sky, but no one noticed a beautiful bird among them.

These days, most of the well-developed rich people are used to living in the countryside, surrounded by green trees, which is their ideal quality of life. Under Arthur's instructions, the pigeons passed through small villages one by one, and finally found In the place provided by the soul, several small red and white houses are arranged in a well-arranged pattern, and there are pear trees and pigeon houses in the backyard.

The pigeons cooed and landed on the roof of the pigeon house. Such a large group was immediately discovered by the people in the house.

"Oh my god! Did you see my dear?! There are so many wild pigeons!" She was dressed like a lady with heavy makeup, but her vulgar and greedy nature was exposed as soon as she opened her mouth. The woman grabbed her husband beside her, "Hurry up!" Quick! Grab the net! Catch this flock of white pigeons!"

The husband was also moved. He stood at the window and looked around. He turned around and was about to call the servant. Who knew that the woman's eyes rolled and she suddenly thought of something and stopped him.

"No! Don't call me a servant! Didn't you dismiss the servant a few days ago to save money? Let Cinderella go, she is the daughter of this family, she has grown up eating rice, she should do some work!"

"But..." the husband hesitated, and he couldn't help complaining in his words, "You said you, why did you dismiss the servant? The family can afford the money..."

The woman was upset, and she snorted, "What? If you have money, you don't know how to be thrifty? Do you know how much our family spends inside and out?! We spend a lot of money every day, and sooner or later we will become poor!"

Seeing her husband's frowning brows gradually relaxed, the woman comforted her gently, "Look, our two daughters are working hard at weaving lace to subsidize the family. Cinderella should also do something. Let her catch pigeons. If one is missing, she will not be able to eat at night! This way, rewards and punishments are clearly defined, so it can be called a family."

The husband was moved. He didn't like the daughter born to his ex-wife because she didn't like to be clean, and it was a shame for him to lie in the ashes all day long.This kind of personality should be changed, otherwise, if she gets married in the future, she will only cause trouble for herself.

The little white bird stopped on the eaves, and he listened to every conversation in the room. He combed the feathers under the wings with his sharp beak, and then shattered the eaves with a snap of his wings. The voice made the woman who was about to say something look out in horror, she was guilty after all.

It took three full years for her to completely wear off Cinderella's good impression of her father. After all, compared with her own daughter, this girl is too beautiful. When the three girls walk together, other people pay attention to it. The always beautiful and gentle Cinderella made her grit her teeth with hatred.

It's just... Just like her mother!

Arthur just scares the stepmother a little bit. After all, Cinderella needs to do more things by himself, and his intervention will hinder the protagonist's own growth.

The stepmother came out of the room, shouting loudly, asking Cinderella to catch the pigeons on the roof.The little girl was wearing a gray turban on her head and an old dusty smock on her body. There was no inferiority complex or anger on her face, she just nodded calmly, lifted her skirt and went to move the ladder.

Under Arthur's order, the pigeons remained motionless, and were successfully driven into the pigeon house. Cinderella poured water on them, and these lovely birds ate them without hesitation. Cinderella Looking at it, I couldn't help but smile slightly.

The truly noble people will not be knocked down by adversity, they are always settling in hardships, waiting for their rise, and they don’t forget to enrich themselves during this period, which will make them fly higher in the future.

The stepmother obviously wanted to find out what was wrong, but none of the pigeons were missing. Looking at Cinderella, who had a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye, the stepmother felt a pain in her chest from holding her breath.Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the white bird on the opposite roof. The stepmother was ecstatic. She raised her voice, pointed her index finger at the tip of Cinderella's nose.

"Okay, everything is ready? Isn't there another one on the opposite roof?!"

"But, mother, that's not a pigeon, it's just a bird flying from somewhere else." Cinderella knew that her stepmother was going to make things difficult for herself again, so she only explained this sentence, then lowered her head to listen to her stepmother's growling and abuse.

At the beginning, she would cry and be unwilling, but seeing her father's colder attitude day by day, she knew that those emotions were useless, and no one in this world would help her.When she was hurt or hungry, she would wake up in the middle of the night and murmur a prayer to the moon—this was taught to her by her biological mother—and after that, the pain and hunger seemed to disappear. .

She will be more pious than anyone else, more innocent than anyone else, silently saving her own money, and now she has several silver coins, so that when she grows up, she can leave this small village and go to a bustling big city, or go to A place with beautiful scenery that I have seen in the picture book.There is no bullying and insult, no darkness and hunger, she will live healthy and healthy, meet the man she likes, have a few lovely children, teach them to raise them seriously, this is Cinderella's ideal life.

Once again deprived of the right to dinner, Cinderella sighed and returned to her small attic, where it was dark and damp, and everything was as dusty as hers, exuding a musty smell.She put the well-washed quilt over her body to keep out the cold night, and leaned against the attic window, humming softly the song her mother taught her when she was still alive.

The moonlight was so good that everything was silver, and from here she could see her mother's grave with a young hazel tree that she had planted years ago.When both sisters asked their father for fine clothes and pearls and gems, she was the only one who wanted to touch whatever twig of his father's hat.Originally, I just wanted to enshrine it in front of my mother's grave, so that the bare grave could be brighter, but the branches grew into small hazel trees, which always rustled and sang songs when there was wind, very cute.

Cinderella watched intently, and suddenly, it seemed that a piece of white light lightly fell on the hazel tree, and the layers of leaves shook, before returning to calm.The little girl blinked, and blinked again, the white patch was still wandering around among the leaves.

What would that be?Cinderella was a little curious. She climbed down the attic lightly, and trotted all the way with her skirt in hand. When she arrived at her mother's grave, her forehead was already sweating slightly. She bent down to catch her breath, and looked up to the branches and leaves. She flashed, and then a little furry head poked out, purple eyes met hers, and flashed nimbly.

It's the white bird I saw during the day, and it's about to make its home on the hazel tree!

"Mr. Bird, hello." Cinderella held up her skirt and saluted Arthur on the tree, and then smiled herself. This kind of behavior is a bit too childish. Although animals have spirits, they don't understand human beings. linguistic.

Who knew that Shiratori tilted her head, turned around, grabbed a small hazelnut from the tree behind her, and threw it high to her.

"Is this...for me?" Cinderella picked up the hazelnuts from the ground, subconsciously thinking about how to make the hazelnut paste, and then, like rain, a lot of hazelnuts fell from the sky, even submerged her ankle.

Cinderella: I just thought to myself, "It would be nice to have a little more" like that!How did you get what you wanted? ! !