Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 11: Promises and Family

However, looking at Na'er now, Tang Wulin didn't know why, but another silver-white figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Just then, he noticed that Na'er was staring intently at the unopened bag of snacks in his hand.

His eyes were filled with a child's longing for food, yet also tinged with timidity due to the unfamiliar surroundings. Tang Wulin slapped his forehead, secretly annoyed at his carelessness.

He then quickly pushed the biscuit in front of Na'er, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"Here, Na'er, have some. Don't worry, don't refuse. Mom will cook a big pot of rice soon, and I'll eat it later. There's no rush."

Na'er hesitated for a moment, then slowly reached out her little hand and took the cookie with a hint of caution. She took a small bite, and the sweet taste spread across her taste buds. A satisfied expression slowly appeared on her tender little face, which warmed Tang Wulin's heart as well.

Soon, Lang Yue walked over and sat down gently beside Na'er. Her eyes were full of tenderness and concern as she softly asked, "Na'er, do you remember where you came from? Where is your home?"

Upon hearing this, Na'er slowly shook her head, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes, as if she was trying to recall those lost memories, but her mind was blank.

Seeing this, Langyue patiently asked, "Do you remember your family's contact information? Anything is fine, even just a vague recollection."

Na'er shook her head again, her head drooping even lower, her small shoulders trembling slightly, as if she felt guilty for not being able to answer these questions.

"So how old are you this year?" Langyue continued to ask softly.

This time, Na'er finally spoke up.

Five and a half years old.

The childish voice echoed softly in the quiet room, clearly reaching Tang Wulin and Lang Yue's ears.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin looked at Na'er, his expression shifting slightly, as if he saw his former lonely and helpless self through her.

He quickly spoke up, stopping Lang Yue from pressing him further. His little face was serious and earnest, and he said like a little adult, "Mom, Na'er is still young, and she went through so much this afternoon. Now that she's in a strange place, she must be very nervous. Since she doesn't want to talk about it now, please don't ask anymore."

His eyes were full of understanding and heartache for Na'er, because he felt that only he, who had been an orphan in his previous life, could truly understand Na'er's feelings at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Lang Yue suddenly came to her senses, gently patted her forehead, and said with a hint of annoyance, "Look at my brain, I was just too anxious. Okay, Na'er, you eat first, no rush. After you finish eating and rest, Auntie will take you to the administrator to see if we can find your family."

Her tone was full of apology, as if she were blaming herself for her haste.

Na'er didn't speak, but nodded silently. Her obedient appearance made anyone feel sorry for her.

Before long, Langyue took Na'er out.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin returned to his room and began to meditate while mentally studying his Omnipotent Book of Fantasy.

He had kept track of the changes in his Blue Silver Grass today, but he hadn't had time to check on them because he had to attend class.

But now, he has time.

After turning the pages, the image of the Blue Silver Grass on the first page immediately caught Tang Wulin's eye.

Below it, a line of small print appeared.

Blue Silver Grass with the aptitude of Blue Silver Emperor.

Upon seeing this, Tang Wulin also revealed an expression of "I knew it."

"It seems that my Blue Silver Grass is indeed not normal Blue Silver Grass. But that makes sense. How could Blue Silver Grass that can suppress the Clear Sky Hammer and the Soft Bone Rabbit in my body be just the most ordinary Blue Silver Grass?"

With this thought in mind, Tang Wulin turned to look at his Clear Sky Hammer and Soft Bone Rabbit.

"But who knows, my Clear Sky Hammer and Soft Bone Rabbit might also evolve."

While he was studying his Haotian Hammer and Soft Bone Rabbit, he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening.

He then immediately opened his eyes and opened the door.

"Wow, so fast! How did it go, Mom? Did you find Na'er's family?"

Lang Yue shook her head. "No, there's no information about Na'er in the file, so we can only send her to the orphanage." Hearing this, Tang Wulin immediately became anxious. You see, he was an orphan in his previous life, and he understands the pain of orphans best—that extreme sense of loss and loneliness.

He absolutely could not let his past experiences be repeated on Na'er!

Thinking of this, Tang Wulin looked at Lang Yue with a serious expression.

“No, Mom, I don’t want Na’er to be all alone again! Since she doesn’t have a family, can we keep her here?”

"Besides, haven't you always wanted a son and a daughter? Now Na'er is here, isn't she?"

Lang Yue was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but her heart softened when she saw her son so earnest.

"A son and a daughter is good, Mommy agrees, but Linlin, you can't just make decisions for others."

“You have to ask Na’er whether she would prefer to stay with us or go to the orphanage by herself.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin immediately turned around and looked at Na'er with a serious expression.

"Na'er, stay with us. You won't be all alone here. I'll always be with you and protect you."

"This is my promise to you, and it's also our agreement!"

"Of course, Mom and Dad are the same, right?" As he spoke, Tang Wulin looked at Lang Yue.

Lang Yue naturally gave her full support to her son's idea.

"Yes, if you're willing, Na'er, you'll be part of our family from now on."

"Don't worry, just like Lin'er and you agreed, Ziran and I will treat you and Lin'er the same way from now on. He will be treated the same way you will be treated."

"An agreement?" Na'er stared blankly at the mother and son in front of her, their faces serious.

After a long pause, she slowly nodded in agreement.

Not long after, Tang Ziran returned home. After learning what had happened, he chose to accept Na'er's existence.

However, since there were only two rooms in the house, Na'er stayed and naturally ended up living with Tang Wulin.

Although Tang Wulin felt a little embarrassed, his parents, being adults, didn't think that anything unexpected would happen if two five- or six-year-old children slept together.

So, in the end, Tang Wulin followed Tang Ziran and built another bed for Na'er in the room using a wooden plank.
Moreover, to celebrate the addition of a new member to the family, Lang Yue decided to cook a sumptuous feast. The kitchen was filled with an enticing aroma that made one's mouth water.

However, despite Lang Yue's extra cooking today, it still wasn't enough to satisfy Tang Wulin and Na'er's appetites.

The two children had surprisingly large appetites.

Tang Wulin was also a little confused when he saw this scene. His own people knew his situation. The reason for his increased appetite was the awakening of the dragon blood in his body, which was equivalent to having a dragon stomach.

But what does Na'er's situation mean?
Her appetite is about the same as his!
Thinking of this, Tang Wulin felt a little uneasy. After all, as the saying goes, one's own people know one's own affairs best.

He had some understanding of his parents' financial situation in this life.

Although their love was pure and innocent paternal and maternal love.

But you can tell from this cramped room that their economic level is even lower than his in his previous life.

Although he could occasionally go to Aunt Yin'er's house for a special meal, he couldn't go every day, could he?
He still has his pride, you know!
Moreover, Na'er's appetite was comparable to his now!
With that in mind, Tang Wulin decided to activate his backup plan!

That is, copying, cough cough, writing books!
Simply put, it involves reposting the stories of legendary figures from past lives onto the Soul Guide Network to make money.

Although it's somewhat unethical, I couldn't overcome my own lack of funds.

Surely two half-grown boys can't possibly eat their father out of house and home, can they?
Moreover, how can it be considered plagiarism when scholars borrow from each other?

That's utter slander!

(End of this chapter)