Chapter 204 - Not an Ordinary Boy (1/2)

Because of Lin Luoran’s presence, Mr. Qiu dealt with these kids with leniency. He considered the “fight” as a “quarrel” and let the kids go.

Mr. Qiu wanted to invite Ma Ming’s parents to the school to talk about their son’s bad behavior. Lin subtly turned down the head teacher’s undue favor. Since this was just a quarrel, why was there the need to notice the kid’s parents? Mr. Qiu came up with a final solution — these kids must clean the cla.s.sroom for half a month!

From the incident today, Lin Luoran can a.s.sume what Luodong had been through. She feels sorry about his old life and happy that he has grown up so much.

Therefore, Lin Luoran waits for Luodong to finish cleaning and takes him home.

Seeing that Lin Luodong gets on a BMW with his “movie-star” sister, Ma Ming spits on the ground with disdain.

“Yuck. They are just rich rednecks!”

The second after Ma Ming said this, he sees his father, who is wearing a huge gemstone ring and a tight suit. Ma Ming’s father looks exactly like an older version of Ma Ming. He comes to pick Ma Ming up unexpectedly.

Unfortunately for Ma Ming, his father is driving a BMW.

Wei Xue bursts out of laugh when Ma Ming’s father calls out to him. Ma Ming is embarra.s.sed. He gets on the car and disappears into the street before saying goodbye to his minions.

Due to all the cleaning, these kids are the last ones to leave the school. Wei Xue waits for her mother to pick her up and then sees Huang Weijian walks out of the school. He keeps his head down, holding the book which is in pieces.

Wei Xue looks to the other way to show her disappointment.

Light of the dusk pours down on the introverted boy, making him look even more pitiful.

At the corner of the street, Lin Luoran sits in the car and stares at the direction which Huang is heading to. Seeing that she is in a daze, Luodong calls out her name. Lin Luoran comes to her sense and says with a smile, “This boy is interesting… Luodong, you don’t have too much homework today, do you?”

Lin Luodong shakes his head. He doesn’t understand why his sister is suddenly interested in Huang Weijian.

Also, what does this have to do with homework?

Lin Luodong is confused. However, he is guilty that he started the fight today so he feels uneasy to ask more questions.

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It’s already autumn. Night has turned longer and the day is shorter now. The neon lamps in R City are already on. The young boy, whose eyes are covered by bangs, walks into an alley like a swift cat. He doesn’t even hesitate when he smells the fragrance of dishes along the street.

He stops at an old building.

This residential building is beside the wholesale market of the R City. All kinds of people work in or visit the market, which makes this area quite dangerous. Huang Weijian walks through the crowd and goes up to the seventh floor on his own.

There is only one room made of iron sheet on the seventh floor. The paintings of the walls are off, which indicates that this room has been there in years. In fact, this kind of “rooms on top of the building” is illegal. The owners of the building build the rooms secretly and they rent these rooms to non-native people who work in the city.

Huang Weijian doesn’t light up the fire and cook the meal as usual. In the dusk, he takes out half a bottle of glue from a pile of rubbish and starts to put the pieces of his book together. There are lots of waste paper and plastic bottles neatly placed by the walls of the room.

Huang is relieved when he finally puts the pieces of his book together. “Happiness” crawls onto his childish face.

Then he starts to do the homework. His school supplies and his bag are just as shabby as the room is. Even his notebook is made from the leftover pages of many used notebooks.

The night falls. Huang Weijian bends over his desk. The dim light gives him a hard time seeing the words on the book, but he insists not to turn on the light. Everything in the shabby little room made of iron sheets can be seen at a glance. A single bed made from wood board, some clothes, a broken cupboard, a wok, some bowls and chopsticks, a plastic basin, and… There is nothing more.

The only thing that can be called an “electric appliance” is a lamp base without a light bulb. Clearly, Huang Weijian is broke.

Luckily, like Lin Luodong told his sister before, kids in Cla.s.s Three, Grade Six don’t have too much homework today. Before the sunset, Huang Weijian finishes his homework. He packs the books and notebooks up and takes out the wok. Huang seems to live in the room alone, without parent.

Huang has a simple dinner. He makes some rice and eats the rice with pickles and chilly. This twelve-year-old boy is able to make perfect rice with the cooking bench made by three pieces of brick and the small fire lighted by rotten wood. Huang cherishes food so much that he thinks his dinner is nice.