Ivy's Translations

 Chapter X Le Ge asked Wei Qian to work the day shift first, and then he would work the night shift after the plaster was removed from his arm. The night shift in the nightclub was very well paid, with two groups of people working in shifts, and each shift was only four hours, but the salary was three times that of the day shift, which meant that he could make his family live a very comfortable life by working only four hours a day – of course, the high salary was for the thugs, not for the poor cleaning boys like Ma Zi. With Wei Qian’s qualifications, he was not originally eligible for this glorious night shift, but Le Ge personally told the manager to promote him as an exception in order to show his closeness. Ma Zi was extremely envious, but Wei Qian was not happy at all, and smoked even more. The future was dangerous and confusing, and even though Wei Qian was a money-grubber, it was difficult for him to express his happiness about the extra income. On this day, Song Xiao Bao...

 Chapter IX Wei Qian had read many such inspirational stories when he was young, but he had forgotten them. Perhaps his emotional development was not up to par with the average level. He had no feeling when he read them at that time, and only now did he feel a little touched. He casually said to the two children: “Your teacher is quite capable and the extracurricular readings he selected are good.” San Pang, who was cooking, poked his head out of the kitchen and said in the midst of the frying and cooking sounds: “What did you say? Read it to me louder.” Wei Qian cleared his throat and planned to show San Pang his voice for the flag-raising speech. As a result, before he could read a word, Wei Zhiyuan, the kid, suddenly said beside him in a depressing tone: “Brother, I don’t want to go to school.” He brought up the old matter again, but Wei Qian ignored him and didn’t take it seriously, because as a competent feudal parent, he planned to carry on the glorious tradition of dict...

 Chapter VIII From dropping out of school to the one-on-many fight, Wei Qian had been living a mechanical life for a whole year. This life was like a rough sandpaper, grinding away the youthfulness in him like dead skin. The door to the future slowly closed in front of him, and time pushed him to run around. Wei Qian thought that such a life would be painful, but later he found that once a person is in a “painful day”, he will not be so sensitive to the “pain”. He can still find some fun and talk about it for a long time. A year passed quickly. One of them was caused by Wei Zhiyuan. Xiao Yuan is not like Xiao Bao. He will listen to whatever Wei Qian says, and generally he doesn’t need to waste words with him. But he didn’t expect that this kid would learn to fight about going to school. Wei Zhiyuan had never gone to school. His living environment is relatively abnormal. He knows a lot about some survival-related things, but he lacks the common sense that normal children should ...

 Chapter VII Wei Qian had imagined that one day, a reporter would find him and his younger siblings living like dogs in such an old tube building. Then the reporter would take a few photos and write a tear-jerking title like “Aspiring teenagers work to support their younger siblings in school, and carry a family on their young shoulders.” Then a government agency would come to give money, and all kinds of wealthy people with too much money to spend would donate to their family. All he had to do was go on TV and take a photo with them holding up a big check. However, TV still broadcasts reports like “poor college students,” “poor middle school students,” and “poor elementary school students” every day, but no one came to Wei Qian and his family. Maybe there were too many poor people in those days, and going on TV also required queuing up for a lottery like buying a car later. The end of the semester was approaching, and the weather was getting colder. It was still dark when Wei Q...

 Chapter VI Brother Le was very efficient. Wei Zhiyuan’s household registration was quickly approved and was included in Wei Qian’s household registration book. Now there was no problem sending him to primary school. It was not difficult to feed Wei Zhiyuan. Just feed him enough. Wei Zhiyuan ate everything and was not picky. He took the time to absorb all the nutrients he could. In half a year, he grew half a palm taller, perfectly explaining what “a little sunshine will make him brilliant”. He could no longer wear Xiao Bao’s clothes, so Wei Qian had to wear his old clothes. Wei Zhiyuan still didn’t like to talk to people. Except for Wei Qian’s siblings and several brothers who often came to the house, he didn’t talk to them. He was still very wary of others. Apart from this, Wei Zhiyuan had almost no other problems. He was very good at observing people’s words and expressions. As long as Wei Qian frowned slightly, he would immediately receive the signal and know that his elder ...