I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

When I first met Nan Ling, I had just turned twenty and he was less than eight years old.

"Where's your new apprentice?" I asked.

Si Shechuan slowly turned a page of the book, "In the laboratory."

"...You can really relax."

I really don't know what to say about him. Si Shechuan, besides being a doctor and saving lives, has almost no advantages in him - he knows how to read and write all day long, has a cold face, can't beat a fart with three sticks, and is under thirty People live as if they have half-stepped into the grave.

I'm used to him walking around all day long, God knows why he took an apprentice back on a whim. To tell you the truth, I really don't know if he wants to teach the child or to blame the child.

Don't say anything else, will he take children?

"Brother, you put a child in your laboratory, aren't you afraid that he will cause some trouble?" I sighed and stood up, "Your laboratory feels a little disgusting... Forget it, I Go see."

Si Shechuan didn't respond to me at all, but I've long been used to his behavior. Anyway, he is also my brother. But it's a pity that I didn't learn any medical skills, but Si Shechuan learned along with me.

The well-known genius doctor Si Da on the road is exactly my senior brother who is as indifferent as a computer program.

"Oh, that's right." I was about to open the door, but then I realized that I didn't even know the name of this little nephew, so I turned around and asked, "What's his name?"

Si Shechuan was willing to open his mouth now.

"Nan Ling."

"Nanling... surnamed Nan." I stopped my hand on the door, and simply turned around to look at Si Shechuan with a calm face, "Hey, tell me, does he have anything to do with the Nan family's incident a few years ago? "

"I don't know."

"If you don't know, just pick it up at home!" My brain was buzzing, "I heard that they had a fight over inheritance rights a while ago, do you know how many people died?"

After asking, I regretted it. Although this is a matter of the Nan family, it is impossible for Si Shechuan, as a doctor, not to know.

Si Shichuan condescendingly gave me a cold look.

"Without me, more people would die."

"I think it's the same with you." I dropped this sentence unceremoniously, and pushed the door into the laboratory.

As soon as I went in, I knew I was worried early.

The smell of formalin wafted in the air carelessly. Nan Ling was wearing a shirt that was too big for him, with a ponytail pulled at the back of his head, and his back was facing me. He bent over and didn't know what he was doing on the table.

I glanced at the specimens that lined the side of the room. They were all collected by Si Shichuan. The content ranged from deformed creatures to human tissues. The most amiable one was probably the big moth nailed to the table by countless nails. s things.

On the other side are all experimental instruments neatly packed, and wires can be vaguely seen. I thought Si Shechuan was really big-hearted. If that pile of specimens can scare, these things can kill.

I walked around to Nan Ling worried, but I was speechless after only one glance at the things on the table.

"This... you killed?"

"Please don't disturb me for the time being." Nan Ling said to me in a polite tone that a boy of his age would never use.

I looked at the poor disemboweled rabbit under his hands. He was slowly picking up a piece of dark pink intestine with tweezers, and some internal organs that had been taken out were put aside in a professional manner. , and the name is also thoughtfully marked next to it. The bright light illuminated his eyes, and I looked at the face that still had a little baby fat, and I suddenly felt a little sick.

He doesn't look bad, although he hasn't opened yet, but it can be seen from his eyebrows that he will probably be able to charm many little girls in the future.

The premise is that they didn't see the scene in front of them.

I didn't say it, but if I remember correctly, this should be an anti-social performance.

"I'm not anti-social, and I didn't kill this." Nanling carefully cut off the intestine, looked up at me, with a smile in his eyes, "What, there are actually normal people looking for me Teacher."

I always feel that this sentence sounds wrong, but it seems that it is not me.

No, the question now is, how did he guess what I was thinking?

"...It's not an illusion, there are actually normal people looking for the teacher." Nan Ling repeated it again, as if afraid that I wouldn't hear it, "Don't worry, I don't have mind reading skills."

He put the tools in his hand aside and took off his gloves neatly. The movements are more standard than those college students I have seen. It seems that this is not the first time to do this kind of thing.

"The homework left by the teacher." Nan Ling said briskly, pointing to the poor rabbit corpse, "I didn't kill the experimental animals."

I said to myself, Si Shichuan, you **** know how to educate children.

I soon found out later that my worries were purely for nothing. This child is worthy of being someone who can stay by Si Shechuan's side safely, and his mental state is a perfect match with his teacher. It started out as small mice and rabbits (he presumably had already messed with invertebrates before I met him), and it wasn't long before I saw monkeys on his dissecting table.

Judging from this speed, the general teacher is just around the corner.

"I said you are not afraid?" I asked, "Kids who are the same age as you should still play with cars or something."

"Are you saying you like playing with cars?" Nan Ling asked me back, "It's okay, I won't laugh at you."

If I didn't care about children, I would definitely beat him.

Nan Ling is different from ordinary children. I discovered this when we first met. I don't know if he was born or what happened, anyway, he is very calm in the face of many things. At the beginning, when he didn't know enough, I could still tease him, but then I couldn't. And his mouth is very poisonous. I just said that he was lucky that he didn't meet anyone with a bad temper, otherwise there would be more people who wanted to beat him up.

"Oh." When he heard me say that, he looked indifferent, "Then let's smoke my teacher first."

Si Shichuan was also there when he said this. I'm pretty sure he heard it, but he didn't say a word, and was still reading his dubious book. I'll take him by default.

At that time, I thought that although Si Shechuan's personality was a little cold, he still knew how to protect the calf. Nan Ling seemed to be living happily and adapting to the situation. It must be considered lucky to be able to follow him.

I would have always felt that way if it hadn't been for what happened to me later.

But before I say that, I want to say something else.

That day, Si Shechuan called me and said that he was outside and asked me to bring Nan Ling to him. I thought he was going out to treat people's injuries, maybe he wanted to teach by example, so I agreed.

As a result, when I heard the location, I felt that it was wrong. I wondered who would choose the clubhouse for healing. Yes, just that kind of club, the one that specializes in gambling and drugs. Of course, I don’t think I can escape the last two.

I know that Si Shechuan couldn't have gone there to do that thing, he's somewhat of a clean freak, he doesn't think it's clean. He must have gone to work, I don't know the specific job, and Si Shechuan's job is not well known anyway. It is true that some people like to make appointments there, in order to deceive others.

It's just asking me to take a minor to that kind of place, is Si Shechuan out of his mind?

I don't really want to pollute the minor's body and mind, but I agreed to it at the time, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and take Nanling there.

Maybe it was because my expression was too embarrassing along the way, Nanling gave me a half-smile.

"Don't worry about it," he said, "I've seen these things before."

I was taken aback.

"Si Shechuan brought you...to this kind of place?"

"Oh, that's not true." Nan Ling said, "You know I was picked up by the teacher after I was sold out, right?"

I nodded and waited for him to continue.

He looked at me, somewhat speechless on his face. Then he pointed to his face, and poked my forehead with another finger, "Use your brain to think about it, where will you buy a good-looking boy under ten like me."

"What..." I asked almost subconsciously. Then I was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

Only at this time did I feel that Nan Ling was actually a very considerate child. He saw that I didn't dare to ask, so he said first: "Don't worry, nothing happened, the teacher came in time."

After saying this, he didn't go on. At that time, I thought that Si Shechuan arrived in time to prevent others from attacking him, but later I realized that was not the case.

At that time, Nanling took the iron plate that he didn't know when he hid it, castrated the person who shot him, and then ran away. Si Shechuan went there in time, because if he hadn't gone, Nanling would have been found and taken back by those people.

I don't know what expression I had when I heard him say that, it should be quite ugly. Seeing me like this, Nanling patted my shoulder.

"Oh, Jun Wu." He said to me, "How on earth did you grow up to be such a silly and sweet person?"

In fact, I also really want to know.

I can know a black doctor like Si Shechuan, and I often hang out with him, mainly because our house is not very clean.

I have never been very interested in our family's business, but I basically know everything I need to know. I don't like doing those things very much, and I don't like our family's business. Fortunately, in the past few years, my father has said that we want to clean up, and our family's property has gradually moved to the legal side.

My father doesn't like that I don't meddle in family affairs, and thinks that I'm too lazy, and I'm just an idle boy, a playboy. I don't care, anyway, we have more than one child in our family. I like painting, and our family has money to support me. Maybe my father will be lucky in the future that I don't fight for the family property.

I followed him into the box where Si Shechuan was. As soon as I entered, I could smell a particularly strong smell of blood, which made me frown. Nan Ling seemed not surprised, and walked inside immediately.

I grabbed him and asked, do you know what's going on inside?

He looked at me inexplicably and said, do you think I don't know that the teacher has other skills besides being a black doctor.

That was the first time I met Si Shechuan teaching Nan Ling how to interrogate. He was ten years old that year.

The second time was three years later. In the past three years, I went abroad to study for a master's degree, so most of the time I was not in China. Nanling has my cell phone number and calls me from time to time. According to him, it is because we are relatively close in mental age. I really don't want to think about what he meant by that.

During that time, what he said the most was to complain to me about his studies, saying that Si Shechuan forced him, an eleven or twelve-year-old kid, to learn something about the third grade and the first grade. I told him that you still have to learn as a child, and he said I know, but I really don't want to learn mathematics.

I was overjoyed on the phone, but he was furious over there, explaining to me that he was just bad at mathematics, and he was good at other subjects, especially English and biology, and he could do the college entrance examination papers.

I said in my heart that with Si Shechuan's way of pulling seedlings to encourage growth, I'm not surprised at all.

I'm very happy, because now Nanling's complaints are finally a bit like ordinary children's complaints. After I told him that, Nan Ling said that I was full of sympathy, and I thought he was praising me.

In the year I returned to China, something went wrong at home. My brothers and sisters are constantly arguing over family business matters, my father... Well, maybe because I am his youngest son, he usually dotes on me. My brothers and sisters are usually fine, but at this moment, they didn't like how they saw me, so I couldn't move away for a while. When I went to find Nan Ling, I realized that I hadn't seen him for more than three years.

That's the thing I was going to say earlier.

Some useless settings about Jun Wu: his brother and sister are named Jun Jiao, Jun Yi and Jun Bingnan respectively. But not in the order of A, B, C, D, E (otherwise he should be Ding instead of his sister), this is because their father measured the horoscope for them and then used them according to their likes, but it happened that the first three were arranged in order...