Quick Transmigration: The Host's Romantic Debts Are Coming Again - Chapter 10

Spring passed and autumn came, and Luo Jin had spent all his days just like that. When the private tutor taught new Chinese characters, he would hunch his waist and peek through the lower part of the window to study how to write the new words.

However, good times never lasted. Not long after Luo Jin began studying on his own, he was accidentally caught by Qin Shou hiding in the corner to eavesdrop on the lectures. Ever since then, it became extremely difficult for Luo Jin to approach the schoolroom, and he lost his only way to acquire knowledge.

After being adopted by the Wen family, the kindness the Wen family showed him made Luo Jin feel more than content in his heart.

He had never imagined that he could receive any other grace, and Luo Jin felt an intense thirst for the chance to go to school.

Therefore, he did not oppose Wen Jingyu’s proposal and had already begun daydreaming about his life as a student.

Luo Jin had been very bright as a child, but due to insufficient early education and a weak foundation, he lagged far behind his peers in academic progress. To become more exceptional, he still needed a massive infusion of knowledge.

Seeing that Luo Jin readily accepted the proposal, Wen Jingyu felt somewhat comforted by his maturity and sensibility.

“Xiaojin, Niaoniao attends Fengcheng Sixth Middle School, and middle schools in Jin Cheng have always combined junior and senior high sections together.

Although there are no massive promotion entrance exams, if you do not do well on your junior high final exams, it will affect whether you can be assigned under an elite teacher to receive high-quality education.

Ultimately, this will directly impact your college entrance examination score and determine your future. Therefore, I hope that once you go to school, you can remain level-headed and proactive.

Of course, that goes for you too, Niaoniao. Your humanities scores have always been poor, and you need to properly improve your humanities grades.

Do not always lean solely toward the sciences. Without fixing your weak points while only having strong ones, your overall score will struggle to see any significant improvement.”

Tang Miao lectured them earnestly and at length.

“I cannot hear this, I cannot hear this, Mom, what are you even talking about? How is it that I cannot hear a thing?”

“Ah, what is that? You want me to go play? Oh, alright! Your humble servant obeys, I am heading out right now!”

Tang Sen: Young man, I advise you against playing deaf and dumb. I am utterly speechless!

Seeing that his mother was starting her tight-fitting spell all over again, Wen Niao stood up quickly, took advantage of Tang Miao’s emotional high during her speech to snatch a basket of meat soup buns, and grabbed Luo Jin to make a swift escape from the scene.

Servant: Did two big black rats just scurry past a second ago?

Having successfully escaped the sea of bitterness, Wen Niao shared the meat soup buns evenly with Luo Jin. Their hands were greasy, but they ate with utter delight.

To both of them, this was an entirely novel experience.

In his past life, ever since his grandmother passed away, Wen Niao had always been alone and had very few friends.

Though he grew accustomed to it over time and felt that living by itself was quite comfortable, in the dead of night, he still could not help recalling the days when his grandmother was alive. He would feel lonely and could not suppress the yearning for someone to accompany him by his side.

Back at the welfare institution, every time Luo Jin sneaked into the kitchen for food, he did so with a pounding heart, terrified of being caught by the caretakers.

He never tasted the flavor of the food; he only knew that eating those items meant he would not go hungry, so he simply wolfed everything down in a frantic frenzy.

Having someone accompany him to sneak food together allowed Luo Jin to experience the true meaning of brotherhood for the very first time in his life.

Wen Niao: I planned to redeem you, and instead of repaying me with money, you tell me that you only view me as a brother?

Just a brother!

Heart-wrenching, truly heart-wrenching!

Outside, the snow was piling high, but inside the greenhouse, it felt like spring. Blue jacaranda trees canopied over the top of the greenhouse, while sky-blue baby’s breath and pure white jasmine flowers clustered together.

After finishing the meat soup buns, Wen Niao led Luo Jin around to show him the sights.

“This jacaranda tree is quite an old-timer, you know. It was already here when I was little, and it has accompanied Niaoniao for many years. When I was small, my favorite thing to do was sprawl across its trunk and take naps.

Hehe, though I could never avoid getting my bottom spanked by Dad afterward.”

Jacaranda tree in the prime of its youth: Little kid, you really shouldn’t go around spreading rumors about me. I am still young!

“Mom says this jasmine flower comes in many colors, and the variety planted in our yard is white. When I was little, my favorite thing to do was pluck them. Not only are they pretty, but scattering them around while playing smells wonderful too, hehe!”

Wen Niao happily chattered away nonstop to Luo Jin, though cough, cough, these were all experiences from the original host’s past.

Jasmine flower with grass growing two meters high on its grave: Oh? So you are quite proud of yourself, aren’t you?

In the end, all my trust was misplaced, wuwuwu.

Luo Jin looked somewhat puzzled.

“Why do you only like plucking jasmine flowers? Aren’t baby’s breath flowers much prettier?”

“Cough, cough…” Wen Niao choked on Luo Jin’s question.

Wen Niao muttered softly under his breath, “Hmph! I am definitely not going to tell you about the time I had itchy hands as a kid and plucked them, only to get a double-team beating from my parents!”

Little did he know that Luo Jin heard every single word clearly. He let out a soft chuckle, which was masked by the sound of the automatic sprinklers in the greenhouse.

Luo Jin stared curiously at a plump object near the glass wall that vaguely resembled a rose.

“This chubby thing growing here that looks a bit like a rose, what kind of flower is that?”

Caught in the direct line of Luo Jin’s somewhat dependent gaze, Wen Niao felt his heart soften by several degrees, and he patiently explained to Luo Jin:

“This is not a flower. It is a special succulent variety from the mountain rose succulent family, commonly known as the cute rose.

Look at how chubby its leaves are. Do you think it is just like its name, exceptionally cute?”

Wen Niao picked up a pot of thriving succulent roses. Looking at that pot of succulents, Luo Jin inexplicably felt that Wen Niao resembled the cute rose itself, just as adorable and chubby.

Wen Niao: Let us just say, can we please stop mentioning my baby fat? I still need my face, you know! When I grow up, I am going to be a tall, handsome guy standing at one meter eighty-three, alright!

Hmph, you small fry, face the wrath of the wind!

One of them chattered endlessly while the other occasionally responded and listened attentively. The dynamic between the two was remarkably harmonious.

Amidst this pleasant atmosphere, they stayed in the greenhouse all the way until the afternoon.

Before leaving the greenhouse, Wen Niao grabbed the shears used for trimming the garden, cut a few sprigs of baby’s breath and jasmine, neatly trimmed their stems, and placed them into a white jade porcelain bottle filled with water.

“Brother Jin, a gift for you. Welcome to our family, and from now on, this place is your home too.”

Luo Jin’s heart was shaken so violently by Wen Niao’s words that it thumped wildly against his ribs. From now on, he would no longer be entirely alone, and he too would have someone who liked him and someone who cherished him.

After returning to his room, Luo Jin placed the vase on the bedside table right where it would be the very first thing he saw upon opening his eyes.

Staring at the brightly blooming, dewy fresh flowers inside the porcelain bottle, a wave of warmth washed over Luo Jin. With a faint smile lingering on his lips, he drifted off into a deeply satisfied sleep.

The next morning, the alarm clock woke Wen Niao from his sound sleep. Groggy and bleary-eyed, he managed to dress, wash up, and head downstairs, intending to rush right out the door.

“Niaoniao, it is the dead of winter, barely past seven o’clock. Why aren’t you sleeping in longer or eating breakfast? Where are you rushing off to in such a panic?”

Seeing her precious son acting so impatient, Tang Miao assumed her darling boy was still half-asleep and had been possessed by a ghost.

After all, Wen Niao’s bed-temper was legendary in the Wen household. Freshly woken Wen Niao possessed a notoriously ferocious temper, and anyone who dared wake him before he woke up naturally would be in for a world of trouble.

“Mommy, I have things to do, so I won’t eat breakfast. You guys go ahead, I will be back a bit later.”

“Then be careful on your road, mind your safety, and come home early.”

“Understood, Mom, you can rest easy.”