Chapter 34 He is a person
The young man standing at the door didn't look much better after washing himself.
He is really too thin.
Those scars everywhere seemed to remind people around him of what he had been through.
The roasted lamb leg in Wen Wan's mouth suddenly didn't taste as delicious anymore.
She waved to the boy and said, "Come here, eat first, then we can talk."
The young man was stunned when he heard this.
"Come here, aren't you hungry?"
Wen Wan thought he didn't understand, so she thought for a moment, grabbed another roasted lamb leg from the plate, and walked over.
She held out the roast leg of lamb to him.
"You're new here, so I'll give you a special treat this time. There are two remaining roasted lamb legs, one for me and one for you. But next time, it won't be the same. You're older than Chen Zhou, so you have to give in to him. Next time, the roasted lamb leg will be his."
Shock flashed across the boy's eyes, and then an unclear emotion began to vaguely float.
Chen Zhou found a problem in Wen Wan's words, "No, Sister Xiaowan, if that's the case, wouldn't you be able to eat roast lamb legs every time? Aren't you older than us? Why don't you give in to us?"
Wen Wan laughed awkwardly when her inner thoughts were exposed in public.
"Well..."
Wen Wan racked her brains to come up with a reasonable excuse.
"Because I paid for it! I paid for it, so of course I have to eat a roast leg of lamb! Come on, little kid, you're still nitpicking with me over a little food. When you make money in the future, you can eat roast leg of lamb every time with the money you spend."
The economic base determines the superstructure; whoever pays is the most powerful.
Chen Zhou couldn't refute this reason, so he shook the boy's arm.
"Brother, please let me have the roasted lamb leg next time."
The boy was still in a daze, as if he had never thought that he would have a roasted leg of lamb.
He also never thought that they would discuss with him the ownership of the roasted leg of lamb in a negotiating tone.
They...seemed to think of him as someone like them...
people.
The young man lowered his eyes, some hair blocking his sight and also hiding his red eyes.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Wen Wan became a little impatient. She held his wrist with one hand and stuffed the leg of lamb into his palm with the other.
"Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste as good if it gets cold."
Many years later, when he recalled this scene again, he could still clearly remember the warm touch of her delicate fingers on his wrist.
It was that warm touch that pulled him out of the abyss of hell.
*
A large plate of roasted lamb was finished by the three people like a whirlwind.
Wen Wan was full and slumped in the chair, holding her belly in her hands, looking very ungraceful.
"Your roasted lamb is really delicious. Let's eat it every five days from now on, okay?"
She blinked and stared at the boy opposite her.
The boy felt a little embarrassed by her gaze, so he looked away and replied, "Yeah."
Wen Wan was startled, "Hey, you can understand what we are saying."
Then, she slapped her forehead again and said, "I'm sorry, you haven't said anything this whole time. I thought you were just like a mute woman."
The boy lowered his head and said nothing.
"What's your name and how old are you this year?" After eating, Wen Wan started to check the household registration.
The young man raised his head blankly, frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head.
Wen Wan twitched the corner of her mouth and asked tentatively, "You don't remember anything?"
The boy nodded, "Yeah."
Wen Wan was very dissatisfied with this answer and put her hands on her hips in a fierce look.
"Forget it. I'm going to start a new life anyway, so let's just be partners. I'll help you pick a new name, okay?" She discussed with him happily.
The young man then looked up. Although there was no expression on his face, the flash of joy in his eyes was still keenly caught by Wen Wan.
You little brat, you're quite arrogant.
Wen Wan cleared her throat and teased him in a mischievous way.
"I rescued you, so you should take my last name. Since you don't like to talk and can only say 'hmm', then...you'll be called Winn from now on."
She just said it casually, just to tease him. After he refuted her, she looked up the dictionary carefully and gave him a nice name.
Unexpectedly, the boy reacted quickly and said "hmm".
Wen Wan: “…”
Since everyone involved had no objection, the name was considered fate and was decided upon.
*
In the afternoon, Wen Wan asked Chen Zhou to call a doctor.
The doctor prescribed medicine for Winn and gave him a bottle of external ointment.
Doctor: "The injuries on his body are not serious, but these scars are probably difficult to remove."
Upon hearing this, Winn didn't react at all, his expression was very calm, as if these were not worth mentioning to him.
But Wen Wan immediately started wailing, "Doctor, please think of a way. Are there any good herbs for beautifying and removing scars?"
"Don't hide it, we have plenty of money, feel free to use it. You are a passionate young man, it's the best time of your youth, how can you have so many scars?"
The doctor had probably never seen such a lively girl before, and his expression was startled at first, then he said:
"I'm not very good at this. I wonder if there's any rouge shop in the city that needs some for you. You could go and have a look."
Wen Wan suddenly felt disappointed.
After the doctor left, Wen Wan sighed to the young man.
She patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, since you have my last name, you are mine. I will definitely raise you to be plump and beautiful!"
*
The study room of the Shen Mansion.
Shen Yu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, put down the book in his hand and looked at Jin Mu with sharp eyes.
"Did she really say that?"
Jin Mu nodded with gritted teeth, "It's absolutely true. Miss Shen bought a young slave and gave him her last name, saying that he would be hers from now on."
After saying that, Kaneki wiped the cold sweat from his forehead anxiously.
He was a deputy general after all, so how could he have fallen to the point of telling tales? The general had to report everything about Miss Xiaowan, no matter how big or small.
After listening to this, Shen Yu's face darkened, and he felt angry and worried.
"She bought a slave of unknown origin and took him home to keep him?"
Jinmu nodded, "General, you're right. Then I'll go check the slave's background?"
Shen Yu rubbed his aching solar plexus and responded, “Well, send someone to check it out quickly.”
Jinmu accepted the order and thought of something else.
"Oh, General. Miss Xiaowan asked Chen Zhou to go to the Rouge Shop to buy scar removal medicine. What good things can a Rouge Shop have? I remember that the capital city gave away a batch of medicine last year, and among them was scar removal medicine."
He asked tentatively, "How about I send some to Miss Xiaowan?"
Ever since the general and Miss Xiaowan had a fight, the general has been in a bad mood, and his subordinates have been walking on thin ice.
The general doesn't know how to coax girls, so his subordinates have to pay more attention to him.
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