Angel on earth

As the days passed, there were fewer and fewer workers picking, and most of them came to try their luck.Mikhail also gradually only went to the plantation at noon, and helped Victor recover at other times.

Aaron made fun of him a few times, because he was so angry about it, explaining repeatedly to Victor that "it's not time to remove the plasterboard and go to work, or the leg will be broken", while at the same time repeating to Victor. Because he can't swear, he keeps pulling his hair and saying vague words like "Oh, ah!"But after laughing, Aaron would go to Victor's blind spot and do some bad things with him.

Victor's injury was discovered by Jane.Viscountess Sharp has Nancy, and Jane can occasionally be free for a walk.Once Aaron forgot to refill Joyce's scar cream, and Joyce asked Jane to go to the clinic to get it.Aaron didn't know whether Joyce's move was due to the desire for health and beauty or the subtle female intuition. After all, she had never been a harsh master, but he didn't care, and simply explained a few words to Jane, bored Sitting aside, watching the young couple blushing, stammering and whispering.

Another half month passed like this, and on the day when Victor was allowed to walk freely without crutches, Joyce Sharp sent Jane over to ask for a doctor.

The Viscountess' trauma has almost healed, and there is no scar left on her face.She plucked up the courage to meet guests in the living room, but she still looked in the direction of the bathroom from time to time—there was a clear mirror there.After Aaron said that there would be no problem with her medical skills, she felt relieved, stroked her soft and fluffy long hair, and explained her intentions to him.

She said she originally wanted to hire Victor as her concierge, but she didn't have that much extra money.After all, she has no other source of income except some real estate, and she has to take medicine for a long time. Jane and Nancy are the limit.In Wakefield, the newcomer Aaron was the person she trusted the most. Therefore, she wanted to ask him to help sell Viscount Sharp's fief in Amexist Forest.When Aaron asked her why she didn't look for Mrs. Wood, she looked at him and slowly gave a self-deprecating sneer.

Aaron sighed inwardly, and smiled at her too.If he could, he wouldn't take Mikhail with him while doing the dirty work.

Joyce, wearing thick woolen socks—given to her by Mikhail—was leaning on the sofa with a small heater in her arms and told Aaron that she knew the land was dirty.Aaron had warned her that if she wanted to be healthy and have a healthy baby, she would stop wearing such a thin waist.She followed the doctor's advice and hadn't worn a corset and girdle for a long time, but the deformed chest cavity and displaced internal organs were difficult to recover. Without the support of the girdle, she would soon be unable to support herself and could only lean on like this what.But even in the panic of being powerless, she truly felt that she had never been healthier than she was now.

Aaron told her not to think too much, so she smiled and said that it was because she didn't want to, that she wanted to sell the land.She wants to have a baby, preferably a girl, because she's tired of all that stuff about men—sorry, doctor, I'm not talking about you, oops, I mean, you're a nice guy, not like everyone else.The doctor shrugged his shoulders and pointed out with a deadpan face that in fact it’s okay for you to say so. I really don’t have some functions that ordinary men should have, and that’s very difficult to treat.Joyce then laughed heartlessly, and said you must have been beaten by men like us for getting too close to women like us.

— Closer to home, doctor, I want a baby.Aunt Anne believes in God, and I only like the Gospel of Calvin. Do you know that Edwards, the first lord of the Emerald City outside the city, had Calvin as his middle name?In this day and age, few people pay attention to these things.You know, doctor, when I first started in this business, a gentleman left a book with me, and he said he didn't want it if he was bored, but I liked him very much at that time, so I just finished reading it.That book was a brief history of Wakefield written by a small clerk in the city hall. It disappeared after the first edition. It may be boring to others, but I saw a sentence: There are no whores in the Emerald City.But now, Wakefield is full of whores, thieves and robbers...

—You're off track again, Joyce.You want a girl, don't you?Unfortunately, I don't have the ability to help you choose the gender of your child for the time being.

— Ah, sorry.This is also your fault, doctor, if your ability is still there, I would like to borrow yours.I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about you, I just think it's more reliable to do so.The child will inherit a part of the father anyway, and will not belong to me completely. If it were you, even a boy should have a better chance of being a good person.Good man, I see now that it's hard, especially when her mother is a... well, so I ask you to sell that land for me to go into business with Aunt Annie.The Sharp family has no fiefdom, and my child will not be Mr. or Miss Viscount, but there is no need to sell my body.

——Aren’t everyone selling their bodies?Mrs. Wood's workers are also selling their bodies. To be honest, they go to the barber shop to sell their hair, and they come to me to sell their blood.The Emerald City will never come back.

Joyce was silent for a moment, then said, "Looks like you're the one selling it, what. Just say help me. You'll help me with this, won't you, Aaron?"

The doctor sighed, pushed his glasses, and asked for ten percent.Joyce started laughing again, saying that he originally planned to pay [-]%.Aaron shook his head, sent her upstairs, took her title deed and left.

The day Victor was finally allowed to leave the clinic, Mikhail was called away early in the morning by a thin, middle-aged man dressed as a repairman.Aaron didn't know that person, and neither did Mikhail, but the strong resentment and determination on the other's face surprised Aaron a little.Moreover, since Mikhail didn't think the other party was a bad person, Aaron allowed them to go together.Before leaving, the repairman gave the doctor a sharp look, making him a little puzzled.

Victor hurried back to work, but Aaron refused to remove the plaster cast on his hand, and threatened him that failure to follow the doctor's orders would lead to a kind of necrosis that would spread throughout the body.Victor was already grateful to Aaron, and had natural trust in "cultural people" like doctors, so he nodded his head and agreed.It just so happened that the repairman was also going to the city, so Mikhail invited the two of them into the carriage.Victor was a little used to it, but the repairman was taken aback. He was originally prepared to walk back for a long time.

It was not until the evening that Mikhail returned to the clinic angrily and complained to Aaron about what happened to him that day.

"They speak ill of you, Aaron!"

He jumped down from the carriage, the first sentence was this, he didn't pay attention and stepped on a stone.

Aaron was just squatting in the front yard to observe a white flower, and when he heard the sound of a carriage, he came out to greet him, and patted Mikhail's arm: "Who are 'they', Misha? I don't care. "

The boy's still immature face wrinkled: "'They' are Andy, Nelson, Charlie, Ella, Grace...many of them, Jack is here too. Everyone prepare...Oh, I swear I can't tell anyone of."

"I'm not a human, I'm a vampire." Aaron pushed him into the house. "Besides, who do you swear to, Mithra?"

"We swear to ourselves," Mikhail finished, and then said angrily, "It's not 'us'. I have an easier life than them, so did I deceive them in the first place?"

"It's not what you said." Aaron poured him a glass of water. "I thought 'they' were Wakefield workers?"

"That's not the leader. Daniel, that's the gentleman in the morning, who says he's from Aerys, and his name is Gaston. I hate him, he's a liar!"

"What did he lie to you, Misha?"

"He didn't lie to me, but Selah and Selah, and Severin!"

"Who are Selah, Selah, and Severin?"

Mikhail paused for a moment and said, "On the way I brought you here, they took us in and offered me some cake. Maybe you don't remember, but you also protected them."

Aaron dragged the chair and sat down beside him: "Well, tell me."

"Gaston betrayed them. Severin thought he was killed by the local lord and prayed for him. In fact, he bribed the guards with the best cross in that chapel and ran away. Now, he ran away Come to Wakefield, call yourself an atheist, and gather those workers for a meeting!"

"What meeting?"

"Fight for the rights we deserve. Next month we...they will take to the streets to demonstrate, strike and demand factory owners to provide higher wages and corresponding benefits."

"Isn't this very good? And the means are considered gentle. If it were me, whoever told me to work and deduct my wages, I would definitely find a way to kill him." Aaron said.

"That's good, but Gaston is a traitor." Mikhail said reluctantly, "Who knows if he used this to catch workers who wanted to rebel?"

Aaron froze for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Misha, Misha! Why did you imitate me? I thought only people like me would think like this! No, you have to think that he has changed his ways. "

"I really don't think he's a bad guy," Mikhail muttered in a low voice, "but he lied to Selah, Selah, and Severin."

He tilted his head, suddenly thought of something, and hastily added: "It's him who scolded you! He said that you are... a vampire."

"I didn't hear that adjective, Misha?" Aaron deliberately grabbed the word he was embarrassed to say, "And how did he know that I'm a vampire?"

"It's too ugly! I won't say it," Mikhail said. "I don't think he's talking about a theological vampire. It's just... He asked me how much I could get paid every week, and I said I lived with you." Together, without wages, he will call you a vampire, say I am a scab, and say that the Abaddon people living in the slave era are too backward, so what."

Aaron laughed out loud: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with him saying that!"

"No, I'm not even a worker." Mikhail sighed, scratched his hair, and stopped again.He was sitting on a chair, holding a teacup, with his arms resting on his lap, so that Aaron could not see his expression:

"I don't help, I don't scold, and if anything happens, I don't hurt. But I can't... can't watch them get scammed, if Gaston's a bad guy. They're all like Nancy A good person who wants to live a better life... just a little bit better."

"Good man." Aaron sighed softly and happily. "Then let's watch Gaston and don't tell him to do bad things. At worst, we'll vote and leave."

"But this is the Emerald City. We haven't even lived a year."

"Don't think about that, Misha!" With a stiff smile, the vampire stepped on a step stool to straddle him and said, wrapping his arms around his neck, "I told you, if you want to save them, I will accompany them." You go together; if you are sad and disappointed, you can leave with me. This is not the Emerald City, this is Wakefield, Misha. Now, now... are you hungry?"

This turning point was very blunt, and Aaron didn't remember it until he touched Mikhail's pocket.Before going out in the morning, he stuffed a lot of bills and coins into it, and now there is nothing left, so he knew that Mikhail was treating someone to dinner.But on that occasion, Mikhail was absolutely ashamed to be full.

Sure enough, Mikhail nodded, closed his eyes obediently, and accepted a kiss.Aaron jumped off him and went to the kitchen to cut bread and ham for him.When he came back, he had already fallen asleep on the table.

The doctor pushed back his white hair and kissed his forehead, looked at the bathroom, and carried him into the bedroom.

Anyway, Mikhail will wash the sheets and quilts tomorrow.