Chapter 116: The Working Mom Goes Online

White clouds drifted lazily across the sky, soft and fluffy like cotton.

A family of six was walking down the road toward the private school.

Today was the children’s first official day of school, and the rookie parents, Jiang Dai and Bai Tian, were both excited and a little nervous.

All along the way, Jiang Dai and Bai Tian couldn’t stop fussing, offering endless reminders.

One moment it was, “Study hard,” and the next, “It’s okay if you can’t keep up.”

Juanjuan held her parents’ hands, happily skipping along, glancing up at her chattering mom and dad, then looking ahead at her three older brothers.

Truthfully, Jiang Dai and Bai Tian had wanted to hold the boys’ hands too, but the brothers insisted they were grown now—real men.

So, the parents settled for Juanjuan, one on each side.

Look at that!

Her dad’s hand was already a little sweaty.

And right at that moment, Bai Tian leaned down to give another reminder.

“Juanjuan, don’t be nervous. Once you get to school, if anyone bullies you, go find your brothers. If they can’t handle it, go look for Da Chui’s Uncle.”

“Okay.” Juanjuan nodded obediently, then looked up at Bai Tian. “Daddy.”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t be nervous,” the little one said with a serious face.

Bai Tian immediately retorted, “I’m not nervous!”

Juanjuan wiggled her little hand. “It’s all sweaty and sticky.”

Bai Tian: …

Jiang Dai: !!!

“Juanjuan, let go, quick, let go. Mommy will wipe your hand!”

Jiang Dai couldn’t bear to see her soft, sweet, and squeaky-clean little girl getting all grimy because of Bai Tian.

With laughter and chatter, the family arrived at the entrance of the private school.

Bai Tian handed over the boys’ satchels.

Juanjuan let go of her mother’s hand and took her own small, slightly heavy bag. She walked a few steps forward to join her brothers.

“Mommy, we’re going to school now!”

The little one waved at her mother.

Jiang Dai nodded, though inwardly she thought: [I’m really not at ease. Juanjuan is still so little. At her age, she’d just be starting kindergarten. And kindergarten’s fine—at least it’s all little kids, and the teachers mostly play with them.]

[But this private school is mostly boys. I really don’t feel great about it. Still…]

Her gaze shifted to the three boys beside Juanjuan.

[She has three older brothers. Since I transmigrated here, the four kids have gotten along pretty well. If Juanjuan gets bullied, her brothers will definitely step in to help~]

Juanjuan sneaked a glance at her third brother.

She wasn’t so sure about the eldest and second brother, but the third one would definitely help her.

Because…

He was working hard to make her like him.

Bai Yun’an tilted his head and met his sister’s gaze, giving her a gentle smile. Just as he remembered she didn’t usually like that kind of smile and started to pull it back…

He saw the little girl shyly smile back at him.

Bai Yun’an: ???

“Let’s go, let’s go!”

Bai Yunqi yawned, dragging his two younger brothers along. He looked back lazily and called out to their parents, “Don’t worry. I’ve got them covered!”

“Juanjuan, hurry up!”

He didn’t even turn around as he called for his little sister to catch up.

Jiang Dai and Bai Tian: …

“Why does it feel like… Goudan’s always up to no good?” Jiang Dai muttered.

Bai Tian nodded in agreement. “He reminds me of myself back in school—totally that rebellious, wannabe tough guy phase.”

Jiang Dai paused. “If we’re being generous, we’d call that the school tyrant.”

“Yeah.” Bai Tian agreed. “Less generously, just a delinquent.”

“Whatever. Goudan’s not the type to start trouble anyway.”

Jiang Dai turned around and sighed. “Let’s go. I’ve got to get back and write!”

Seeing her troubled expression, Bai Tian couldn’t help but catch up and ask, “Didn’t you already read it before?”

Jiang Dai was quiet for a moment, then turned to look at Bai Tian with a seemingly gentle smile.

“Didn’t you used to study too? Recite poems and all that? Can you still recite them now?”

Bai Tian scratched his head. “Well… I remember a few lines.”

“Exactly. I remember the key plot points too. But the problem is how to piece them together in a way that makes people here interested.”

“Same with writing essays. Everyone gets the same topic, but some people score nearly full marks, others barely scrape twenty.”

“Even in modern times, with the same time-travel story, a top-tier author can make it amazing, while a no-name writer makes it garbage. So even if you know the plot, if you can’t tell it well, it’s useless.”

Jiang Dai felt the pressure mounting. After all…

She used to just enjoy reading. She’d never actually written anything!

The tragic working mom was about to go online.

Bai Tian gave her a sympathetic look and offered, “It’s okay. If you can’t write it, it’s not a big deal. We’ve still got silver at home.”

Jiang Dai gave him a small smile. “Thanks, but I still want to earn my own money. I want to hold it in my own hands.”

With money comes confidence. The stronger you are, the less you have to swallow your pride.