HP Systematic Seaver
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He is a scientist and researcher, and the system is very happy. He judged that this place is like a small examination hall, surrounded by future Jinshi, maybe there is also a young Tanhualang, the young master is in the same discipline as these Jinshi, and the future will be as far away as possible. , that also has a proper feeling of being on the same list, there is a lot to do here.
The system immediately continued to scan, carefully screened the IQs of these teenagers, and then locked them on a few people. They had the highest IQs and were most likely to enter the first class. In the end, the system locked on two boys, who were most likely to be the second and third. bit.The system looked at them critically, one was tall and big, the other was not so strong but not delicate, which one was Pian Pian Xiao Tan Hua.The system sighed, Westerners shouldn't be picky about their appearance, even a palace flower on a hairpin can't show the chic temperament of a graceful Tanhualang.
As for the champion, the system believes in the IQ and strength of its little master, plus the future Mathematical Olympiads that it downloads to the little master.The champion will not be someone else.
Thinking of this, the system was full of enthusiasm, and he said to the little master: "It's time to eat."
Since we are also in the Gongyuan and have dinner together, what a good opportunity to sing poems and make friends. I haven’t seen many ancient people who kept writing poems after they were released as officials. , Doing more for Haoying.Everyone is recalling the boy who was on the same list back then.
The system urged little Sif to be among the teenagers, social time, little master.
Little Sif lowered his head and picked up the spoon, staring dully at the unnamed Romanian food in front of him, without speaking.
The little geniuses around him also all had the same posture, and they all lowered their heads and didn't speak.
The system doesn't understand. In this kind of situation in the East, don't everyone first bow and salute, introduce themselves, and then communicate with each other, and talk about friendship with each other, and then you write poems and I write songs. The sword, which can't be said to be romantic, why is it so cold when it comes here.
Of course, the system will not understand that in the West, the so-called geniuses are all dull and boring weirdos who find it difficult to find a wife, let alone gifted children. If these young geniuses can develop into little technical nerds in the future.Don't even hope that they are like those romantic Tanhua Langs in the ancient East.
So after being bored for a long time, the system decided to take the initiative, and he said, "Little master, you must speak."
Little Sif didn't quite understand, but he did as he did. He picked up the salt shaker beside him, and handed it to the boy beside him. He had already seen that the boy wanted to get it a long time ago, but he was embarrassed to ask him to help.
The boy looked up nervously to take the bottle, smiled at him awkwardly, and said, "¥%*%#@#..."
what.
Of course little Xifu didn't understand, the system was stunned, and then realized a problem, God, how could I forget, these people who participated in the test came from more than a dozen different countries, how could they talk to each other? Even if there is an accent in the East, at least everyone speaks a common Mandarin.
The system thought about it and decided to try harder. He said to the little master, "Come on, let me translate for you."
This is not a problem for the system. You must know that the system has always talked with the little master at the spiritual level, that is, it does not need language to understand directly from the mind, so the language barrier is eliminated, so there is no language communication problem between Xiao Xifu and the system. It is a natural function of the system, so now the system can fully understand the boy's foreign language, but little Sif cannot understand it.
The system said to the little master: "No problem, just tell me what you want to say, and then say it according to the syllables I utter."
Little Sif nodded, so he read out those strange sounds that the system said: "@#¥#@%#."
The red-faced boy on the other side threw the pepper shaker in surprise: "@#¥@#%¥%&..."
The system said to the little master: "He asked why you can speak Russian."
Little Sif looked at the boy expressionlessly.
Then things are much easier.
With the deliberate guidance of the system, the boy quickly chatted with little Sif. The two of them took a pen and a napkin and chatted about the sequence of a certain function. The boy was obviously talented in mathematics and studied hard. The two of them happily drew gestures on the paper.
A boy sitting on the other side saw that the two were talking with great interest, and couldn't help but turn around, and happened to see the function on the napkin. You must know that there is a whole set of mathematical symbols in the world, and this boy happened to be on this function After working hard, he looked at it with great interest and couldn't help stretching out his hand to gesture.
He said: "@#¥#¥%¥&"
It was another new language, and the Russian-speaking boy said he couldn't understand it.
But little Sif turned his head: "¥¥&*¥%@#¥#@%"
All the teenagers around him were shocked that he could speak this language.
So another boy, who had been secretly looking at the function for a long time, said: "¥#%#¥&#%@#%"
Little Sif immediately replied: "¥%¥&%*"
All the teenagers were taken aback, oh my god, he can also speak such a language, and they gathered together.
The atmosphere in the restaurant finally heated up. The teenagers were chattering around the little Sif. Everyone looked at this function together, and you talked about each other sentence by sentence. A group of people talked non-stop around the table.
The housekeeper who was peeping from a distance was stunned.
The system is satisfactory, this is what I want.
Neither he nor little Sif did go to see the old lord's butler who was quietly hiding behind a door. The butler looked at the teenagers' dining room, with cold sweat dripping down his brow, and he secretly said in his heart, no, things are not good anymore. .
He looked at the boy next to little Snape who was coming to Britain, the tall one, the steward saw his clothes, it was a Soviet boy.
Then little Snape must be speaking Russian.
He looked at the second boy who spoke, the Polish boy.
So little Snape was speaking Polish.
He looked on, the third boy who spoke, the Ukrainian boy, so Snape was speaking Ukrainian.
The butler continued to look, the GDR boy, the Romanian boy, the Albanian boy.
Something is wrong.
The housekeeper looked at little Sif, something was wrong.
The housekeeper thought seriously.
I have to explain the historical background. It is now 1969, and the current world situation is in the world-renowned Cold War period, mainly the Cold War between the Warsaw Pact led by the Soviet Union and the NATO of the United Kingdom and the United States. Berlin also built the Berlin Wall to separate the world because of the Federal Republic of Germany and the East Germany.
The Olympic mathematics competition was first held by the Soviet Union, then promoted by the Warsaw Pact countries, and then entered the Anglo-American world.Even this time the competition was held in Romania, a socialist country.
Originally, it might not be possible to send the child to participate, but the old lord found a child genius, so he couldn't help but personally send the child here, so that those damn Nordic guys who insist on sickles and hammers can see how powerful they are, and kill them. The majesty of the polar bear.Then came little Sev.
Now the butler looked at little Sif, obviously all the socialist children in the dining room were surrounding him, and he was speaking the words of the Warsaw Pact countries.
The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat off his face and said in his heart, "Why is that?"
It's not quite right that a native British boy can speak Russian, Polish, Ukrainian and Romanian, and even be so friendly with these beleaguered socialist countries.
The housekeeper recalled the situation when he was in contact with his master. In the last internal investigation of civil servants in the UK, all people who could speak Russian were suspected of being Soviet spies, and then they were monitored and investigated.
The housekeeper looked at the child, whether this child is also worthy of investigation.
His thoughts began to diverge, a little boy who grew up in Britain, how could he speak Russian, why did he have no hostility towards those damn socialist countries, didn't he know how to keep a distance from them.
The butler said to himself, there must be something wrong.
He thought, maybe this little boy is not as simple as he looks, he is a little KGB carefully cultivated by the Soviet Union, a little spy, who was secretly sent to the UK since he was a child, in order to steal core technology.This also explained why the boy was so clever, why he was so difficult to catch when the old Lord found and rounded him up, why he appeared suddenly and attracted everyone's attention.
It was all deliberate, because he was a little spy from the Soviet Union, trying to infiltrate our high-level groups in Britain.
The more the housekeeper thought about it, the more complicated it became, and the more suspicious the child became.
There is a problem. He remembered that the child's father was a native British. Mr. Snape's ancestral home was in Snape Village in North Yorkshire. They could see very clear files, but who is the child's mother? It seems that the mother has not been recorded at all, and what to say about this woman, when the old Lord knew about it, the neighbors said that the woman was strange, reclusive, with an ancient accent and a gloomy face.
The butler fled in a cold sweat. He quickly rushed into the telephone room and dialed a number.
In the restaurant, little Xifu and the teenagers were still discussing functions enthusiastically, and the system was very happy to watch a group of future top three scholars communicating, completely unaware of how much trouble it caused on a whim.
After all, he is a house-fighting and palace-fighting system. He is not an Eastern and Western historical system. He has no idea that NATO and Warsaw Pact once fought an extremely fierce and closed cold war. He didn't even have any communication at all, and he didn't know that an Englishman should be ignorant or even hostile to a socialist country.
He didn't know at all that because of his historical misunderstanding, his little master was targeted by the entire British MI[-] ten years before he became a spy according to the normal plot, and became a detected top spy from the world A small tech spy organized by the Soviet KGB.
In London, England, Mrs. Prince wandered around Snape's house, looking around anxiously.The old lady hadn't been to Muggle London for many years, she couldn't understand the current road directions, and why there were so many people and cars.According to the address, she finally came to the house that was said to be her daughter and her husband's house.
She stood outside the wall and watched, when a woman opened the window in the morning, Mrs. Prince was shocked, it was not Irene, it was a strange woman, she stared blankly, and then saw a man coming downstairs Meals are eaten, and then men and women are seated at the table.
No, this is not, this is not my daughter's home.
Mrs. Prince became anxious. What should she do? As a reserved old lady, it seemed inappropriate to come to ask questions. Mrs. Prince has lived in seclusion for more than ten years and has not interacted with anyone.
She plucked up the courage to come to the door and lightly rang the doorbell, but the owner of the house didn't know Snape at all.They said they moved here in recent years.
Mrs. Prince finally panicked. She continued to knock on the neighbor's door without restraint, but the person who opened the door knew nothing.
They even forgot that a young couple named Snape once lived here.
You must know that this is a modern society, not a settlement of medieval wizards. Busy modern people sometimes really don't know anything about their neighbors.
Mrs. Prince still wanted to keep looking, but thinking of her husband who was alone all night, she hesitated and apparated back.
Sure enough, the old Mr. Prince was falling into some kind of melancholy at the moment. He slumped down on the sofa, saw her anxious look, and nodded knowingly: "I didn't find it, I knew it, look Look at our grandson, is it Severus, look at how much work he has done, how much he has suffered, last time he said he was working in Diagon Alley, selling flowers on the street, helping in restaurants, even Still working at night, look at the ragged clothes he is wearing, look at him running around before dawn every day, how did he get here all these years, can I still have any hope for our daughter and that guy's life? Fantasy?"
Mr. Prince lowered his head in despair.
When Mrs. Prince heard this, her heart sank. She never dared to think about this possibility. If a child is still in such a difficult situation, what happened to his parents.
The old people suddenly thought of the worst thing, and they stopped talking.
The old man looked at the candle like a statue in relative silence.
The next day, Mrs. Prince summoned up her courage, maybe not so, she said: "Don't be pessimistic, maybe they will live well, it is really possible."
She apparated to that address again.
But this time, the neighbor's reaction became very intriguing. When they heard Mr. Snape's name, they even said that they had never heard of it, and then quickly invited her out.
Mrs. Prince had no choice but to continue asking, and everyone seemed to avoid it.Until she asked a kind-looking old man, who stood at the door and said in a low voice: "It is God, old lady, let me tell you this, poor Tobias, maybe others don't know, but I I have lived here for more than ten years, and I still remember his poor mother. God bless us, we still drank tea together. Tobia went bankrupt three years ago. How is he? Old madam, that's all I know, and others don't know anything, so don't ask around."
She closed the door.
Mrs. Prince was stunned outside the door, bankruptcy, what is bankruptcy, it sounds like some important change caused them to have to leave, so where did they go, Mrs. Prince looked into the distance, London is a It's a huge area, and are they still here now, what did they go through after that.
Why is the old man avoiding it in fear.
She apparated apprehensively.
What she didn't know was that this morning, due to the report from the housekeeper far away in Romania, the British intelligence agency, the MI[-] personnel secretly conducted door-to-door inquiries in the area where Snape used to live, These terrified people looked at the documents of MI[-], and they were all obsequious, wishing they didn't recognize the Snape family at all, how could they be willing to tell the truth to an old man who came here for some reason and looked quite old-fashioned? .
When she asked, people from MI[-] were investigating the information of the Snape family. Tobias's information was very clear, and the information of himself and his ancestors could be traced back to before the establishment of the government, so Tobias was not suspected, but Tobias Biya's wife, MI[-] personnel looked at the ambiguous identity, and then listed her as a key target.
The system far away in the Socialist Romanian People's Republic and Little Sif certainly knew nothing about it.
☆、New mission
In the few days before the Olympic Games, the life of little Sif seemed to be quite leisurely. He got up on time every day, read and studied consciously, and in the rest of the time he took his exercise book to discuss problems with the boy in the Soviet Union or the East German Republic.
This early in the morning, little Sif walked out of the room. There was no one in the dining room early in the morning, so he ate in a leisurely manner, then went straight back to the room to get his textbooks, and knocked on the Soviet boy's door.
The system is very satisfied. After his unremitting efforts, his young master not only took the initiative to speak, but also took the initiative to visit fellow Jinshi under his urging, laying a solid foundation for the future.
Little Sif walked into the Soviet boy's room, unfolded the function combination in his hand, and the two deduced it. This Soviet boy was very smart, and he was silent except for academic accidents, and it was good to talk to him. Little Sif said helplessly in his heart, In fact, he really looks like someone who stays in his room and reads all day, but the problem is that the few Englishmen who are always looking at his window from a distance these days are too annoying.
It was only after he entered the Soviet boy's room that those people would stop peeping.
The system and he speculated that it should be the old Lord, but this was really unpleasant.
At this time, outside the corridor, several people dressed like the locals were standing guard in the hotel windows, lobby, corridors and other places where little Sif could be seen. They watched Mr. Snape walk into the Soviets again. I couldn’t help but nod again in my heart. Sure enough, something was wrong. What would a pure Briton have to talk about with those red Russians.
The agents recalled the latest faxed documents, and the little boy's life was becoming more and more suspicious.
The child was nine years old this year, and his birthday was in January. His father, Tobias Snape, was originally from Snape Village, North Yorkshire, so there was not much suspicion.But the boy's mother was very suspicious.
The woman didn't even have any ID.The agents shook their heads. Of course, Britain is a free country, so it will not use mandatory registration information and ID cards to restrain its people, but the problem is that if there is a child born who is almost ten years old, but she is in the whole society There is not even a single trace left on the Internet, even if it is the dental records when I was a child, the registration of school exams, and the driver's license. This woman seems to have never existed in the past many years, and then 11 years ago, she did not know where she appeared. , met Mr. Snape and the two soon got married.
This is so suspicious.The agents continued to recall the information they had received. The day before yesterday, colleagues in China went to ask the neighbors of the Snape couple, and found that there were more and more strange things about this woman. It was really strange. The neighbors told the agents that this woman had lived in seclusion since she got married. , hardly ever go out, never attend women's activities, not even go to church, seems to particularly like to stay in the dark bedroom all day, there is a woman who accidentally saw Mrs. Snape from the window with black hair and black robes , with a pale face holding a dilapidated little book in his hand.
Suspicious, very suspicious.The agents concluded, and it seemed that this Mrs. Snape had a strange accent and was reticent.
So how obvious is it.
The agents immediately concluded the truth. This woman is most likely a spy. See how strong the evidence is. She suddenly appeared 11 years ago. There has never been any trace before. There is evidence that she firmly denies that her son receives an education, and his living habits are incompatible, so what else is possible? A female spy sneaked into the UK secretly, carried out secret missions, and trained a talented young spy.
Not sure what the battered little book she was carrying in her always dark bedroom was, maybe a cipher book.
The agent's mind had already gone in a strange direction.
He went on to recall the account of the little boy in the second half of the report.
Before the age of 7, the neighbors said that the little boy never went out and did not receive any education. After the move, it was said that the child was gloomy and autistic. But when he was eight and a half years old, the child suddenly started to move. First, he started selling flowers.
What a job for the streets and delivering messages, the agent thought.
After the little boy sold flowers, he began to work in a tavern.
The agent continued to conclude that the tavern is a place where the flow of people is mixed, and it must be more convenient for information to be passed on.
And then the little boy sneaked into the various examination rooms, ignored all security equipment, and played with the police of the entire empire. Isn't this a little spy?
The agents silently drew a stroke in their hearts, and it is said that the agents asked a family who had a good relationship with the little boy, and the husband of this family spoke fiercely to protect the child.
It was so intense. This gentleman was the one who took the child in a speeding car to resist arrest. After investigation, he was a general public. This gentleman insisted angrily that he was a good boy, and even listed several conversations with the little boy to show Prove that the kid has no bad intentions.
The agent continued to think, it’s okay if he doesn’t list it, but he will be more suspicious if he lists it. It seems that the little boy read the newspaper with this gentleman and talked about the government. The agent smacked his lips. Spectrum, can a child really do it.
The agent nodded. This child must have been trained as an agent. Then he thought of the next crime. Every time this child passed by the workers' area near his home, he would help the workers with things, such as helping the old lady dry clothes and helping women carry bags.
The agent was amazed, it was too suspicious, and it is said that the workers were very kind to him during the questioning.
This is terrible, the agent from the capitalist society thought, this is simply unknowingly cultivating a labor leader in the hinterland of the capital of Great Britain, the style of a typical socialist countryman.
He looked ahead, this kid was too suspicious.
While he was thinking, he heard a soft knock on the door, and he hurried back to his post, only to see that the Snape boy he was monitoring had just left the Soviets' room, put on his coat and went out, the agent hastily gestured, Instruct everyone to follow quietly.
So the agents quietly left the hotel and followed the little boy.
The little boy came out every day these days, but he didn't connect with anyone. He was either going to this place of interest or that famous building. The agents were waiting impatiently.
Not long after, under the shade of the trees on the campus of the Romanian University, little Sif sat looking at the church roof in the distance, and the system read him a travel guide with great interest. Since the little master has arrived in Romania, he must travel well.
Little Sif looked at the front absently, and said slowly, "System, do you think I did something wrong?"
The system continued to read the introduction, but suddenly got stuck: "I said master, you have always said that these days, don't blame yourself anymore."
Little Sif shook his head: "But I really don't know what to do, they turned out to be my mother's parents, they are my maternal grandparents, I really don't know what to do, and then I didn't expect that I would do this , I'll be in Romania by the time I calm down."
Little Sif sighed: "I don't know what happened to my grandfather and grandmother."
The system sighed, his little master's temper was probably like this, extremely awkward.He had no choice but to comfort the little master: "It's okay, in fact, the soup you cooked has restored them a lot of energy, and they should get better."
Little Sif frowned.The system silenced him.
After a while, little Sif suddenly said, "Did you say last time that my grandfather still needs to be treated?"
The system nodded.
Little Sif continued: "Is that using the herbal medicine you called Chinese medicine?"
The system nodded.
Little Sif appraised and said, "Teach me."
The system immediately cheered up. In fact, he wanted the little master to learn medical toxicology a long time ago. This is simply the standard kit for Zhai Dou Gong Dou, but classical Chinese is too difficult to translate, and most of the herbs can't be found here.
The turning point happened a few days ago when his little master crossed the English Channel and came to Romania by train. They traveled from Western Europe to Central Europe, and then to Southeast Europe. The climate gradually warmed up along the way, especially the lush vegetation near the Mediterranean Sea, and the temperature is suitable , the system has found many Chinese herbal medicines to replace herbal medicines.As long as it is transplanted to the space, what else is the problem?
Thinking of this, the system immediately took out the prepared simple version of the introduction to Chinese medicine, and said professionally: "Great, now let's look at the basics, one is the four diagnostic methods, and the other is reciting soup. I believe it you."
At this time, they heard a mechanical voice: "Start the plan, the medical and poisonous art practice plan." Little Sif confirmed.
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☆, the miracle doctor has appeared
The system is very satisfied with the current plan, he thought proudly, it seems that the plan was formulated correctly, the program refused to formulate the house fight plan last time when he was not in the home of Zhai Dou, and now this plan is defaulted by the program, see In the end it will be a matter of course.The system immediately ignited fighting spirit. Since the end of the little master's study plan, he hasn't started a single branch task for a while, so he's really idle.
Little Sif and the system quietly listened to the mechanical voice: "Successfully opened, now release task one, learn the four diagnostic methods."
Little Xifu said to the system: "Can you teach me how to prescribe medicine for the elderly first, I want to restore my grandfather's health." The system nodded and entered the request.
The mechanical voice replied: "Create a new task, learn nursing skills for the elderly. The new task has been created." After a pause of less than a second, the mechanical voice continued: "The level of the newly created task is too high, start the advanced mode." The system hastily paused. The master said: "Think about it again, the task you asked for, nursing care for the elderly is an advanced medical skill. If the application is approved, the system will open the advanced mode. It means memorizing a medical book in ten days, but now it takes one day to memorize it. It's crazy. , you will be exhausted."
Little Sif looked firmly at the window: "Start the mission immediately, I'm not afraid."
The system sighed and opened the interface again.Sure enough, as soon as the task released just now was refreshed, a new word appeared: learn the four diagnostic methods in one day.
The system took a breath. Fortunately, the little master's IQ is fine.At this time, the screen of the space window was refreshed, and the second line of writing showed that within a day, he learned to see, hear, ask, and ask, and diagnosed at least 100 people.
The system shook and looked at the time, it was almost noon.Looks like I'm busy today.
Little Sif looked worriedly at the system with his dark eyes, a hundred people, where would he join them.
In the afternoon, the following agents exchanged puzzled looks in the shadows, and then looked at little Snape, what the hell was this kid going to do, my God, I couldn't see through it.
Because little Mr. Snape seemed to have taken a nap on a lawn in the morning, and didn't wake up until after lunch. Then the child jumped up as if frightened by something, and ran at a fast pace. Almost missed.
After that, the little boy walked on the street, looking at the faces and wrists of passers-by with weird eyes, and finally the little boy walked straight to a caravan camp.
Yes, it was the caravan, where there had just been a large group of wandering gypsies.
Gypsies are a people who wander on the roads. They live in caravans and are good at singing and dancing, but they are conservatively excluded and isolated in the entire Western world.
The little boy walked to the middle of the caravan, and saw a gypsy woman. The old woman had a bronze complexion, her gray hair was braided behind her head, and she was wrapped in a blanket, coughing constantly in front of the fire.
The agents immediately moved away. There are no Gypsies in Britain anymore. Since ancient times, these homeless people have been regarded as unlucky people, and they are usually driven away and wander around.Is this little boy really British? He walked in without shy away.
And the old lady is coughing so hard, maybe it's cholera, and they should be driven away and isolated.
Then they watched in surprise as little Sif walked over and grabbed the old woman's wrist.
Hey, you boy, what the hell are you doing.
Of course, little Sif couldn't hear what the agent said. He calmly pinched the old gypsy granny's right wrist, lowered his head and frowned, pursing his lips tightly, as if he was doing something difficult. After a while, he finally let go of his hand. All around, the gypsies in the camp had surrounded him and looked at him with strange eyes. A man glared at him angrily. He should be the son of the old woman.
At this time, the old woman coughed violently again, and little Sif immediately made a move, ruthlessly pinching the old woman's arms and shoulders.The old woman rolled her eyes and fell down.
The man who stared at him pounced forward, as if trying to snatch the old woman out of his hands.
Suddenly they noticed the silence around them, the cough disappeared, and the old woman sat upright unsteadily, murmuring in disbelief: "I feel better."
The gypsy man hugged his mother excitedly, looking at the little boy in bewilderment.
He didn't know that in the space, the system and little Sif were relieved. It was great. Fortunately, this gypsy camp was found, and a group of wandering buskers who were hungry and full were found. Now there are a hundred people. Landing.
Under the distrustful gaze of the gypsies and the horrified stare of the British agent, little Sif quickly prescribed the medicine and provided the first dose of herbal medicine.The son of the gypsy old woman hastily set up a small stove and began to boil Chinese medicine.
The bitter smell permeated the camp, the gypsy frowned, and wanted to go back to his caravan, but at this moment little Sif suddenly turned his head and stared at a woman beside him with trembling eyes, the gypsy didn't know why , For a while, the eyes were wide open, especially the big black eyes of little Sif were unfathomable, the woman shivered, and after a while, the eyes moved away, and little Sif said: "Do you wake up easily at night? , weak during the day, and easy to catch a cold, I am not mistaken, you seem to have fainted yesterday."
The woman took several steps back in horror.
But little Sif nodded seriously: "I'm overworked, and the cold is coming into my body. I can prescribe you a medicine."
Little Sif gave the prescription, and the gypsy realized at last, and they approached again.
Outside the camp, the British agents looked helplessly at the little boy being surrounded and couldn't see them, and sighed inwardly. Foreigners were too embarrassed to just go in in broad daylight. How could a British person enter the camp of a wandering singing gypsy? Caravan, what can I do.
After thinking about it for a long time, they could only come to a conclusion and report to the headquarters, this person is not easy to deal with.
The agents gritted their teeth and saw that little Sif was busy in the gypsy camp until the night. It seemed that everyone in the camp had been seen by him before returning with satisfaction.
For several days, little Sif was running around the streets, especially going to the gypsy camp every day. The gypsy old woman had recovered and was cooking by the fire in high spirits. Every time she saw him, she greeted him kindly. .
Little Sif looked at the old woman with a complicated expression. The weak and sick old man always reminded him of his grandfather and grandmother. The little boy felt more and more uncomfortable when he thought of his running away that day. He said to himself that he would wait until the Olympic mathematics competition Go back to them as soon as you're done.
Thinking that the old woman had already cooked broth on the fire, she went back to the caravan and took out a bowl and a spoon, scooped a full bowl for him, and let him sit on the shaft.
Little Sif absentmindedly fiddled with the mutton in the soup with a spoon. He heard men and women singing in his ears. Someone was playing a guitar next to another fire. Men and women were dancing. Gypsies were always singing and dancing, but the life they lived It was bad.
The old woman kept looking at him, and suddenly said: "Do you have something on your mind?" Little Sif looked up blankly, but saw the old woman's mysterious smile: "When I was young, I was a fortune-telling woman, and I traveled to many countries. Having passed countless people, you must have something to worry about.”
Little Sif shook his head, and the old woman took out a silver coin with a rope from the car and put it in her hand: "To thank you, I can count it for you for free." Little Sif continued to shake his head, when they heard the sound of the guitar coming from Far and near, the old woman's son came over with his children. It was strange that he walked straight up to little Sif, and then bowed his head and said, "I'm really sorry."
Little Sif looked up at him in surprise, and the gypsy man said: "Thank you very much for curing my mother, and for treating people in our camp for free, and then when the children sang in the street today, they were not sensible, turned it into a song,
The gypsy man picked up the guitar while talking, and the children sang: "A magical doctor came from the gypsy camp. He could bring people back to life by pinching their wrists. He brought the old man back to life with the grass roots under the caravan."
Little Sif lowered his head, suddenly regretful.
Yeah, it's a shame to tell a gypsy that he can call himself Prince.He already guessed the next line of the lyrics.
Sure enough, the gypsy child came over and sang with a sweet and crisp voice: "Our magic doctor, our prince."
Little Sev looked down at the fire, then turned and ran away.
But the gypsy man's next words made
The system immediately continued to scan, carefully screened the IQs of these teenagers, and then locked them on a few people. They had the highest IQs and were most likely to enter the first class. In the end, the system locked on two boys, who were most likely to be the second and third. bit.The system looked at them critically, one was tall and big, the other was not so strong but not delicate, which one was Pian Pian Xiao Tan Hua.The system sighed, Westerners shouldn't be picky about their appearance, even a palace flower on a hairpin can't show the chic temperament of a graceful Tanhualang.
As for the champion, the system believes in the IQ and strength of its little master, plus the future Mathematical Olympiads that it downloads to the little master.The champion will not be someone else.
Thinking of this, the system was full of enthusiasm, and he said to the little master: "It's time to eat."
Since we are also in the Gongyuan and have dinner together, what a good opportunity to sing poems and make friends. I haven’t seen many ancient people who kept writing poems after they were released as officials. , Doing more for Haoying.Everyone is recalling the boy who was on the same list back then.
The system urged little Sif to be among the teenagers, social time, little master.
Little Sif lowered his head and picked up the spoon, staring dully at the unnamed Romanian food in front of him, without speaking.
The little geniuses around him also all had the same posture, and they all lowered their heads and didn't speak.
The system doesn't understand. In this kind of situation in the East, don't everyone first bow and salute, introduce themselves, and then communicate with each other, and talk about friendship with each other, and then you write poems and I write songs. The sword, which can't be said to be romantic, why is it so cold when it comes here.
Of course, the system will not understand that in the West, the so-called geniuses are all dull and boring weirdos who find it difficult to find a wife, let alone gifted children. If these young geniuses can develop into little technical nerds in the future.Don't even hope that they are like those romantic Tanhua Langs in the ancient East.
So after being bored for a long time, the system decided to take the initiative, and he said, "Little master, you must speak."
Little Sif didn't quite understand, but he did as he did. He picked up the salt shaker beside him, and handed it to the boy beside him. He had already seen that the boy wanted to get it a long time ago, but he was embarrassed to ask him to help.
The boy looked up nervously to take the bottle, smiled at him awkwardly, and said, "¥%*%#@#..."
what.
Of course little Xifu didn't understand, the system was stunned, and then realized a problem, God, how could I forget, these people who participated in the test came from more than a dozen different countries, how could they talk to each other? Even if there is an accent in the East, at least everyone speaks a common Mandarin.
The system thought about it and decided to try harder. He said to the little master, "Come on, let me translate for you."
This is not a problem for the system. You must know that the system has always talked with the little master at the spiritual level, that is, it does not need language to understand directly from the mind, so the language barrier is eliminated, so there is no language communication problem between Xiao Xifu and the system. It is a natural function of the system, so now the system can fully understand the boy's foreign language, but little Sif cannot understand it.
The system said to the little master: "No problem, just tell me what you want to say, and then say it according to the syllables I utter."
Little Sif nodded, so he read out those strange sounds that the system said: "@#¥#@%#."
The red-faced boy on the other side threw the pepper shaker in surprise: "@#¥@#%¥%&..."
The system said to the little master: "He asked why you can speak Russian."
Little Sif looked at the boy expressionlessly.
Then things are much easier.
With the deliberate guidance of the system, the boy quickly chatted with little Sif. The two of them took a pen and a napkin and chatted about the sequence of a certain function. The boy was obviously talented in mathematics and studied hard. The two of them happily drew gestures on the paper.
A boy sitting on the other side saw that the two were talking with great interest, and couldn't help but turn around, and happened to see the function on the napkin. You must know that there is a whole set of mathematical symbols in the world, and this boy happened to be on this function After working hard, he looked at it with great interest and couldn't help stretching out his hand to gesture.
He said: "@#¥#¥%¥&"
It was another new language, and the Russian-speaking boy said he couldn't understand it.
But little Sif turned his head: "¥¥&*¥%@#¥#@%"
All the teenagers around him were shocked that he could speak this language.
So another boy, who had been secretly looking at the function for a long time, said: "¥#%#¥&#%@#%"
Little Sif immediately replied: "¥%¥&%*"
All the teenagers were taken aback, oh my god, he can also speak such a language, and they gathered together.
The atmosphere in the restaurant finally heated up. The teenagers were chattering around the little Sif. Everyone looked at this function together, and you talked about each other sentence by sentence. A group of people talked non-stop around the table.
The housekeeper who was peeping from a distance was stunned.
The system is satisfactory, this is what I want.
Neither he nor little Sif did go to see the old lord's butler who was quietly hiding behind a door. The butler looked at the teenagers' dining room, with cold sweat dripping down his brow, and he secretly said in his heart, no, things are not good anymore. .
He looked at the boy next to little Snape who was coming to Britain, the tall one, the steward saw his clothes, it was a Soviet boy.
Then little Snape must be speaking Russian.
He looked at the second boy who spoke, the Polish boy.
So little Snape was speaking Polish.
He looked on, the third boy who spoke, the Ukrainian boy, so Snape was speaking Ukrainian.
The butler continued to look, the GDR boy, the Romanian boy, the Albanian boy.
Something is wrong.
The housekeeper looked at little Sif, something was wrong.
The housekeeper thought seriously.
I have to explain the historical background. It is now 1969, and the current world situation is in the world-renowned Cold War period, mainly the Cold War between the Warsaw Pact led by the Soviet Union and the NATO of the United Kingdom and the United States. Berlin also built the Berlin Wall to separate the world because of the Federal Republic of Germany and the East Germany.
The Olympic mathematics competition was first held by the Soviet Union, then promoted by the Warsaw Pact countries, and then entered the Anglo-American world.Even this time the competition was held in Romania, a socialist country.
Originally, it might not be possible to send the child to participate, but the old lord found a child genius, so he couldn't help but personally send the child here, so that those damn Nordic guys who insist on sickles and hammers can see how powerful they are, and kill them. The majesty of the polar bear.Then came little Sev.
Now the butler looked at little Sif, obviously all the socialist children in the dining room were surrounding him, and he was speaking the words of the Warsaw Pact countries.
The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat off his face and said in his heart, "Why is that?"
It's not quite right that a native British boy can speak Russian, Polish, Ukrainian and Romanian, and even be so friendly with these beleaguered socialist countries.
The housekeeper recalled the situation when he was in contact with his master. In the last internal investigation of civil servants in the UK, all people who could speak Russian were suspected of being Soviet spies, and then they were monitored and investigated.
The housekeeper looked at the child, whether this child is also worthy of investigation.
His thoughts began to diverge, a little boy who grew up in Britain, how could he speak Russian, why did he have no hostility towards those damn socialist countries, didn't he know how to keep a distance from them.
The butler said to himself, there must be something wrong.
He thought, maybe this little boy is not as simple as he looks, he is a little KGB carefully cultivated by the Soviet Union, a little spy, who was secretly sent to the UK since he was a child, in order to steal core technology.This also explained why the boy was so clever, why he was so difficult to catch when the old Lord found and rounded him up, why he appeared suddenly and attracted everyone's attention.
It was all deliberate, because he was a little spy from the Soviet Union, trying to infiltrate our high-level groups in Britain.
The more the housekeeper thought about it, the more complicated it became, and the more suspicious the child became.
There is a problem. He remembered that the child's father was a native British. Mr. Snape's ancestral home was in Snape Village in North Yorkshire. They could see very clear files, but who is the child's mother? It seems that the mother has not been recorded at all, and what to say about this woman, when the old Lord knew about it, the neighbors said that the woman was strange, reclusive, with an ancient accent and a gloomy face.
The butler fled in a cold sweat. He quickly rushed into the telephone room and dialed a number.
In the restaurant, little Xifu and the teenagers were still discussing functions enthusiastically, and the system was very happy to watch a group of future top three scholars communicating, completely unaware of how much trouble it caused on a whim.
After all, he is a house-fighting and palace-fighting system. He is not an Eastern and Western historical system. He has no idea that NATO and Warsaw Pact once fought an extremely fierce and closed cold war. He didn't even have any communication at all, and he didn't know that an Englishman should be ignorant or even hostile to a socialist country.
He didn't know at all that because of his historical misunderstanding, his little master was targeted by the entire British MI[-] ten years before he became a spy according to the normal plot, and became a detected top spy from the world A small tech spy organized by the Soviet KGB.
In London, England, Mrs. Prince wandered around Snape's house, looking around anxiously.The old lady hadn't been to Muggle London for many years, she couldn't understand the current road directions, and why there were so many people and cars.According to the address, she finally came to the house that was said to be her daughter and her husband's house.
She stood outside the wall and watched, when a woman opened the window in the morning, Mrs. Prince was shocked, it was not Irene, it was a strange woman, she stared blankly, and then saw a man coming downstairs Meals are eaten, and then men and women are seated at the table.
No, this is not, this is not my daughter's home.
Mrs. Prince became anxious. What should she do? As a reserved old lady, it seemed inappropriate to come to ask questions. Mrs. Prince has lived in seclusion for more than ten years and has not interacted with anyone.
She plucked up the courage to come to the door and lightly rang the doorbell, but the owner of the house didn't know Snape at all.They said they moved here in recent years.
Mrs. Prince finally panicked. She continued to knock on the neighbor's door without restraint, but the person who opened the door knew nothing.
They even forgot that a young couple named Snape once lived here.
You must know that this is a modern society, not a settlement of medieval wizards. Busy modern people sometimes really don't know anything about their neighbors.
Mrs. Prince still wanted to keep looking, but thinking of her husband who was alone all night, she hesitated and apparated back.
Sure enough, the old Mr. Prince was falling into some kind of melancholy at the moment. He slumped down on the sofa, saw her anxious look, and nodded knowingly: "I didn't find it, I knew it, look Look at our grandson, is it Severus, look at how much work he has done, how much he has suffered, last time he said he was working in Diagon Alley, selling flowers on the street, helping in restaurants, even Still working at night, look at the ragged clothes he is wearing, look at him running around before dawn every day, how did he get here all these years, can I still have any hope for our daughter and that guy's life? Fantasy?"
Mr. Prince lowered his head in despair.
When Mrs. Prince heard this, her heart sank. She never dared to think about this possibility. If a child is still in such a difficult situation, what happened to his parents.
The old people suddenly thought of the worst thing, and they stopped talking.
The old man looked at the candle like a statue in relative silence.
The next day, Mrs. Prince summoned up her courage, maybe not so, she said: "Don't be pessimistic, maybe they will live well, it is really possible."
She apparated to that address again.
But this time, the neighbor's reaction became very intriguing. When they heard Mr. Snape's name, they even said that they had never heard of it, and then quickly invited her out.
Mrs. Prince had no choice but to continue asking, and everyone seemed to avoid it.Until she asked a kind-looking old man, who stood at the door and said in a low voice: "It is God, old lady, let me tell you this, poor Tobias, maybe others don't know, but I I have lived here for more than ten years, and I still remember his poor mother. God bless us, we still drank tea together. Tobia went bankrupt three years ago. How is he? Old madam, that's all I know, and others don't know anything, so don't ask around."
She closed the door.
Mrs. Prince was stunned outside the door, bankruptcy, what is bankruptcy, it sounds like some important change caused them to have to leave, so where did they go, Mrs. Prince looked into the distance, London is a It's a huge area, and are they still here now, what did they go through after that.
Why is the old man avoiding it in fear.
She apparated apprehensively.
What she didn't know was that this morning, due to the report from the housekeeper far away in Romania, the British intelligence agency, the MI[-] personnel secretly conducted door-to-door inquiries in the area where Snape used to live, These terrified people looked at the documents of MI[-], and they were all obsequious, wishing they didn't recognize the Snape family at all, how could they be willing to tell the truth to an old man who came here for some reason and looked quite old-fashioned? .
When she asked, people from MI[-] were investigating the information of the Snape family. Tobias's information was very clear, and the information of himself and his ancestors could be traced back to before the establishment of the government, so Tobias was not suspected, but Tobias Biya's wife, MI[-] personnel looked at the ambiguous identity, and then listed her as a key target.
The system far away in the Socialist Romanian People's Republic and Little Sif certainly knew nothing about it.
☆、New mission
In the few days before the Olympic Games, the life of little Sif seemed to be quite leisurely. He got up on time every day, read and studied consciously, and in the rest of the time he took his exercise book to discuss problems with the boy in the Soviet Union or the East German Republic.
This early in the morning, little Sif walked out of the room. There was no one in the dining room early in the morning, so he ate in a leisurely manner, then went straight back to the room to get his textbooks, and knocked on the Soviet boy's door.
The system is very satisfied. After his unremitting efforts, his young master not only took the initiative to speak, but also took the initiative to visit fellow Jinshi under his urging, laying a solid foundation for the future.
Little Sif walked into the Soviet boy's room, unfolded the function combination in his hand, and the two deduced it. This Soviet boy was very smart, and he was silent except for academic accidents, and it was good to talk to him. Little Sif said helplessly in his heart, In fact, he really looks like someone who stays in his room and reads all day, but the problem is that the few Englishmen who are always looking at his window from a distance these days are too annoying.
It was only after he entered the Soviet boy's room that those people would stop peeping.
The system and he speculated that it should be the old Lord, but this was really unpleasant.
At this time, outside the corridor, several people dressed like the locals were standing guard in the hotel windows, lobby, corridors and other places where little Sif could be seen. They watched Mr. Snape walk into the Soviets again. I couldn’t help but nod again in my heart. Sure enough, something was wrong. What would a pure Briton have to talk about with those red Russians.
The agents recalled the latest faxed documents, and the little boy's life was becoming more and more suspicious.
The child was nine years old this year, and his birthday was in January. His father, Tobias Snape, was originally from Snape Village, North Yorkshire, so there was not much suspicion.But the boy's mother was very suspicious.
The woman didn't even have any ID.The agents shook their heads. Of course, Britain is a free country, so it will not use mandatory registration information and ID cards to restrain its people, but the problem is that if there is a child born who is almost ten years old, but she is in the whole society There is not even a single trace left on the Internet, even if it is the dental records when I was a child, the registration of school exams, and the driver's license. This woman seems to have never existed in the past many years, and then 11 years ago, she did not know where she appeared. , met Mr. Snape and the two soon got married.
This is so suspicious.The agents continued to recall the information they had received. The day before yesterday, colleagues in China went to ask the neighbors of the Snape couple, and found that there were more and more strange things about this woman. It was really strange. The neighbors told the agents that this woman had lived in seclusion since she got married. , hardly ever go out, never attend women's activities, not even go to church, seems to particularly like to stay in the dark bedroom all day, there is a woman who accidentally saw Mrs. Snape from the window with black hair and black robes , with a pale face holding a dilapidated little book in his hand.
Suspicious, very suspicious.The agents concluded, and it seemed that this Mrs. Snape had a strange accent and was reticent.
So how obvious is it.
The agents immediately concluded the truth. This woman is most likely a spy. See how strong the evidence is. She suddenly appeared 11 years ago. There has never been any trace before. There is evidence that she firmly denies that her son receives an education, and his living habits are incompatible, so what else is possible? A female spy sneaked into the UK secretly, carried out secret missions, and trained a talented young spy.
Not sure what the battered little book she was carrying in her always dark bedroom was, maybe a cipher book.
The agent's mind had already gone in a strange direction.
He went on to recall the account of the little boy in the second half of the report.
Before the age of 7, the neighbors said that the little boy never went out and did not receive any education. After the move, it was said that the child was gloomy and autistic. But when he was eight and a half years old, the child suddenly started to move. First, he started selling flowers.
What a job for the streets and delivering messages, the agent thought.
After the little boy sold flowers, he began to work in a tavern.
The agent continued to conclude that the tavern is a place where the flow of people is mixed, and it must be more convenient for information to be passed on.
And then the little boy sneaked into the various examination rooms, ignored all security equipment, and played with the police of the entire empire. Isn't this a little spy?
The agents silently drew a stroke in their hearts, and it is said that the agents asked a family who had a good relationship with the little boy, and the husband of this family spoke fiercely to protect the child.
It was so intense. This gentleman was the one who took the child in a speeding car to resist arrest. After investigation, he was a general public. This gentleman insisted angrily that he was a good boy, and even listed several conversations with the little boy to show Prove that the kid has no bad intentions.
The agent continued to think, it’s okay if he doesn’t list it, but he will be more suspicious if he lists it. It seems that the little boy read the newspaper with this gentleman and talked about the government. The agent smacked his lips. Spectrum, can a child really do it.
The agent nodded. This child must have been trained as an agent. Then he thought of the next crime. Every time this child passed by the workers' area near his home, he would help the workers with things, such as helping the old lady dry clothes and helping women carry bags.
The agent was amazed, it was too suspicious, and it is said that the workers were very kind to him during the questioning.
This is terrible, the agent from the capitalist society thought, this is simply unknowingly cultivating a labor leader in the hinterland of the capital of Great Britain, the style of a typical socialist countryman.
He looked ahead, this kid was too suspicious.
While he was thinking, he heard a soft knock on the door, and he hurried back to his post, only to see that the Snape boy he was monitoring had just left the Soviets' room, put on his coat and went out, the agent hastily gestured, Instruct everyone to follow quietly.
So the agents quietly left the hotel and followed the little boy.
The little boy came out every day these days, but he didn't connect with anyone. He was either going to this place of interest or that famous building. The agents were waiting impatiently.
Not long after, under the shade of the trees on the campus of the Romanian University, little Sif sat looking at the church roof in the distance, and the system read him a travel guide with great interest. Since the little master has arrived in Romania, he must travel well.
Little Sif looked at the front absently, and said slowly, "System, do you think I did something wrong?"
The system continued to read the introduction, but suddenly got stuck: "I said master, you have always said that these days, don't blame yourself anymore."
Little Sif shook his head: "But I really don't know what to do, they turned out to be my mother's parents, they are my maternal grandparents, I really don't know what to do, and then I didn't expect that I would do this , I'll be in Romania by the time I calm down."
Little Sif sighed: "I don't know what happened to my grandfather and grandmother."
The system sighed, his little master's temper was probably like this, extremely awkward.He had no choice but to comfort the little master: "It's okay, in fact, the soup you cooked has restored them a lot of energy, and they should get better."
Little Sif frowned.The system silenced him.
After a while, little Sif suddenly said, "Did you say last time that my grandfather still needs to be treated?"
The system nodded.
Little Sif continued: "Is that using the herbal medicine you called Chinese medicine?"
The system nodded.
Little Sif appraised and said, "Teach me."
The system immediately cheered up. In fact, he wanted the little master to learn medical toxicology a long time ago. This is simply the standard kit for Zhai Dou Gong Dou, but classical Chinese is too difficult to translate, and most of the herbs can't be found here.
The turning point happened a few days ago when his little master crossed the English Channel and came to Romania by train. They traveled from Western Europe to Central Europe, and then to Southeast Europe. The climate gradually warmed up along the way, especially the lush vegetation near the Mediterranean Sea, and the temperature is suitable , the system has found many Chinese herbal medicines to replace herbal medicines.As long as it is transplanted to the space, what else is the problem?
Thinking of this, the system immediately took out the prepared simple version of the introduction to Chinese medicine, and said professionally: "Great, now let's look at the basics, one is the four diagnostic methods, and the other is reciting soup. I believe it you."
At this time, they heard a mechanical voice: "Start the plan, the medical and poisonous art practice plan." Little Sif confirmed.
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☆, the miracle doctor has appeared
The system is very satisfied with the current plan, he thought proudly, it seems that the plan was formulated correctly, the program refused to formulate the house fight plan last time when he was not in the home of Zhai Dou, and now this plan is defaulted by the program, see In the end it will be a matter of course.The system immediately ignited fighting spirit. Since the end of the little master's study plan, he hasn't started a single branch task for a while, so he's really idle.
Little Sif and the system quietly listened to the mechanical voice: "Successfully opened, now release task one, learn the four diagnostic methods."
Little Xifu said to the system: "Can you teach me how to prescribe medicine for the elderly first, I want to restore my grandfather's health." The system nodded and entered the request.
The mechanical voice replied: "Create a new task, learn nursing skills for the elderly. The new task has been created." After a pause of less than a second, the mechanical voice continued: "The level of the newly created task is too high, start the advanced mode." The system hastily paused. The master said: "Think about it again, the task you asked for, nursing care for the elderly is an advanced medical skill. If the application is approved, the system will open the advanced mode. It means memorizing a medical book in ten days, but now it takes one day to memorize it. It's crazy. , you will be exhausted."
Little Sif looked firmly at the window: "Start the mission immediately, I'm not afraid."
The system sighed and opened the interface again.Sure enough, as soon as the task released just now was refreshed, a new word appeared: learn the four diagnostic methods in one day.
The system took a breath. Fortunately, the little master's IQ is fine.At this time, the screen of the space window was refreshed, and the second line of writing showed that within a day, he learned to see, hear, ask, and ask, and diagnosed at least 100 people.
The system shook and looked at the time, it was almost noon.Looks like I'm busy today.
Little Sif looked worriedly at the system with his dark eyes, a hundred people, where would he join them.
In the afternoon, the following agents exchanged puzzled looks in the shadows, and then looked at little Snape, what the hell was this kid going to do, my God, I couldn't see through it.
Because little Mr. Snape seemed to have taken a nap on a lawn in the morning, and didn't wake up until after lunch. Then the child jumped up as if frightened by something, and ran at a fast pace. Almost missed.
After that, the little boy walked on the street, looking at the faces and wrists of passers-by with weird eyes, and finally the little boy walked straight to a caravan camp.
Yes, it was the caravan, where there had just been a large group of wandering gypsies.
Gypsies are a people who wander on the roads. They live in caravans and are good at singing and dancing, but they are conservatively excluded and isolated in the entire Western world.
The little boy walked to the middle of the caravan, and saw a gypsy woman. The old woman had a bronze complexion, her gray hair was braided behind her head, and she was wrapped in a blanket, coughing constantly in front of the fire.
The agents immediately moved away. There are no Gypsies in Britain anymore. Since ancient times, these homeless people have been regarded as unlucky people, and they are usually driven away and wander around.Is this little boy really British? He walked in without shy away.
And the old lady is coughing so hard, maybe it's cholera, and they should be driven away and isolated.
Then they watched in surprise as little Sif walked over and grabbed the old woman's wrist.
Hey, you boy, what the hell are you doing.
Of course, little Sif couldn't hear what the agent said. He calmly pinched the old gypsy granny's right wrist, lowered his head and frowned, pursing his lips tightly, as if he was doing something difficult. After a while, he finally let go of his hand. All around, the gypsies in the camp had surrounded him and looked at him with strange eyes. A man glared at him angrily. He should be the son of the old woman.
At this time, the old woman coughed violently again, and little Sif immediately made a move, ruthlessly pinching the old woman's arms and shoulders.The old woman rolled her eyes and fell down.
The man who stared at him pounced forward, as if trying to snatch the old woman out of his hands.
Suddenly they noticed the silence around them, the cough disappeared, and the old woman sat upright unsteadily, murmuring in disbelief: "I feel better."
The gypsy man hugged his mother excitedly, looking at the little boy in bewilderment.
He didn't know that in the space, the system and little Sif were relieved. It was great. Fortunately, this gypsy camp was found, and a group of wandering buskers who were hungry and full were found. Now there are a hundred people. Landing.
Under the distrustful gaze of the gypsies and the horrified stare of the British agent, little Sif quickly prescribed the medicine and provided the first dose of herbal medicine.The son of the gypsy old woman hastily set up a small stove and began to boil Chinese medicine.
The bitter smell permeated the camp, the gypsy frowned, and wanted to go back to his caravan, but at this moment little Sif suddenly turned his head and stared at a woman beside him with trembling eyes, the gypsy didn't know why , For a while, the eyes were wide open, especially the big black eyes of little Sif were unfathomable, the woman shivered, and after a while, the eyes moved away, and little Sif said: "Do you wake up easily at night? , weak during the day, and easy to catch a cold, I am not mistaken, you seem to have fainted yesterday."
The woman took several steps back in horror.
But little Sif nodded seriously: "I'm overworked, and the cold is coming into my body. I can prescribe you a medicine."
Little Sif gave the prescription, and the gypsy realized at last, and they approached again.
Outside the camp, the British agents looked helplessly at the little boy being surrounded and couldn't see them, and sighed inwardly. Foreigners were too embarrassed to just go in in broad daylight. How could a British person enter the camp of a wandering singing gypsy? Caravan, what can I do.
After thinking about it for a long time, they could only come to a conclusion and report to the headquarters, this person is not easy to deal with.
The agents gritted their teeth and saw that little Sif was busy in the gypsy camp until the night. It seemed that everyone in the camp had been seen by him before returning with satisfaction.
For several days, little Sif was running around the streets, especially going to the gypsy camp every day. The gypsy old woman had recovered and was cooking by the fire in high spirits. Every time she saw him, she greeted him kindly. .
Little Sif looked at the old woman with a complicated expression. The weak and sick old man always reminded him of his grandfather and grandmother. The little boy felt more and more uncomfortable when he thought of his running away that day. He said to himself that he would wait until the Olympic mathematics competition Go back to them as soon as you're done.
Thinking that the old woman had already cooked broth on the fire, she went back to the caravan and took out a bowl and a spoon, scooped a full bowl for him, and let him sit on the shaft.
Little Sif absentmindedly fiddled with the mutton in the soup with a spoon. He heard men and women singing in his ears. Someone was playing a guitar next to another fire. Men and women were dancing. Gypsies were always singing and dancing, but the life they lived It was bad.
The old woman kept looking at him, and suddenly said: "Do you have something on your mind?" Little Sif looked up blankly, but saw the old woman's mysterious smile: "When I was young, I was a fortune-telling woman, and I traveled to many countries. Having passed countless people, you must have something to worry about.”
Little Sif shook his head, and the old woman took out a silver coin with a rope from the car and put it in her hand: "To thank you, I can count it for you for free." Little Sif continued to shake his head, when they heard the sound of the guitar coming from Far and near, the old woman's son came over with his children. It was strange that he walked straight up to little Sif, and then bowed his head and said, "I'm really sorry."
Little Sif looked up at him in surprise, and the gypsy man said: "Thank you very much for curing my mother, and for treating people in our camp for free, and then when the children sang in the street today, they were not sensible, turned it into a song,
The gypsy man picked up the guitar while talking, and the children sang: "A magical doctor came from the gypsy camp. He could bring people back to life by pinching their wrists. He brought the old man back to life with the grass roots under the caravan."
Little Sif lowered his head, suddenly regretful.
Yeah, it's a shame to tell a gypsy that he can call himself Prince.He already guessed the next line of the lyrics.
Sure enough, the gypsy child came over and sang with a sweet and crisp voice: "Our magic doctor, our prince."
Little Sev looked down at the fire, then turned and ran away.
But the gypsy man's next words made
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The top CEO is my ex-boyfriend
Chapter 665 13 hours ago -
Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family
Chapter 264 13 hours ago -
Quick-travel system: The host is having a blast in the small world
Chapter 307 13 hours ago -
Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice
Chapter 658 13 hours ago