Jing Shaoyu and Na'er (Seeking Investment! Seeking Recommendation Ticket!)

Jing Shaoyu and Na'er (Seeking Investment! Seeking Recommendation Ticket!)

Aolai City was a small city located along the eastern coast of Douluo Continent. With a population of fewer than a hundred thousand and an area of less than five hundred square kilometers, it was an utterly inconspicuous place under the Sun Moon Federation.

Inside the Aolai City Federal Orphanage, a six-year-old boy sat on the doorstep, blankly watching the birds in the distance. He did not even respond when the orphanage director called out to him from behind.

"A Yu, what are you looking at? It's time to eat!" The orphanage director, Jing Ziyuan, was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She had delicate features and a kindly face. Somewhat helplessly, she walked over to the boy and asked softly.

"Mom, why do birds fly?" The boy turned to look at the director's face, his innocent voice filled with curiosity.

"Because birds have wings!" Jing Ziyuan smiled faintly, rubbing the boy's head as she answered.

"Is that so?" A trace of confusion crossed the boy's clear, large eyes. "Then does that mean anything with wings can fly?"

"Yes, anything with wings can fly!" Jing Ziyuan replied patiently.

"Then if a really, really big vehicle had wings, could it fly too?" the boy persisted, the confusion on his little face deepening.

"Well, Mom doesn't know that either." Jing Ziyuan smiled helplessly. The boy often asked strange and bizarre questions, and sometimes she truly wanted to get angry. Yet whenever she saw his innocent, curious eyes, she simply could not bring herself to be angry.

"Okay." The boy lowered his head in disappointment. For some reason, he had been having strange dreams over the past few months, dreams that made him feel very strange.

"A Yu, if you don't come eat now, Na'er will finish all the food by herself!" At that moment, Aunt Lin Xin, the orphanage's only other employee, reminded him again.

"I won't! Na'er would never eat Brother's food too!" A little girl who looked younger than the boy held up her spoon and protested.

"Alright, A Yu. Let's go eat." Jing Ziyuan lifted the boy off the doorstep, set him on the ground, and spoke.

"Okay, okay, food." The boy stopped thinking about his earlier question and immediately ran toward the dining room after Jing Ziyuan. As he ran, he shouted, "Na'er, I'm coming!"

The boy's name was Jing Shaoyu, and he was one of only two children at the Aolai City Federal Orphanage.

Why were there only two children in the orphanage? Because it was an orphanage slated for closure. If not for Jing Shaoyu, it would have been shut down six years ago.

Jing Shaoyu, the great contributor who had successfully prevented the orphanage from closing, had himself been found by Director Jing Ziyuan on the beach. He had been less than a year old when she found him, wrapped in nothing but a blue-green blanket. Other than that, there was nothing that could prove his identity or origins.

Jing Ziyuan had reported the matter to the Aolai City Administrative Office, but they found no information on him. With no other choice, she took him back to the Federal Orphanage that had been preparing to close. After waiting half a year without receiving any news, Jing Ziyuan decided to adopt him and named him Jing Shaoyu.

Under Jing Ziyuan's earnest pleas, the Aolai City Federal Orphanage had temporarily had its closure canceled. However, only the closure decision itself had been canceled; nothing else changed.

In other words, the Aolai City Federal Orphanage was, in a sense, an orphanage opened specifically for Jing Shaoyu.

Ahem, that was a little grim.

The orphanage continued to have only one child until Jing Shaoyu was four. Why? Because while playing on the beach, Jing Shaoyu found a child—Na'er. Na'er had only been three when Jing Shaoyu found her. She seemed to have lost her memory and remembered nothing except her name.

Jing Shaoyu brought her back to the orphanage. Jing Ziyuan was extremely surprised when she saw that he had brought back a little girl. When she learned that Jing Shaoyu had found her on the beach, Jing Ziyuan was left speechless. She assumed Na'er was a child from some family in the city who had gotten lost, so she took Na'er to the Administrative Office.

The result went without saying. The Administrative Office likewise had no information or records about Na'er. With no other option, Jing Ziyuan could only let Na'er stay at the orphanage temporarily. That temporary stay lasted two years.

When they arrived at the dining room, Jing Shaoyu plopped down beside Na'er. Na'er happily held the chicken drumstick in her hand out to him and cried in a sweet voice, "Brother, tonight's chicken drumstick is really delicious too! Hurry and try it!"

Na'er was an exquisitely beautiful little girl with a rare head of short silver hair that sparkled under the setting sun. Her eyes were large, their pupils like two clear purple crystals. Even from some distance away, one could seemingly see their own reflection in her eyes. Her long eyelashes naturally curled upward. Her skin was fair and tender, as though water could be squeezed from it with the slightest pinch. A faint, refreshing fragrance drifted from her body. Delicate as a porcelain doll, she was utterly adorable.

"Sure." Jing Shaoyu held the little hand gripping the drumstick and took a bite where Na'er had already eaten, not caring in the slightest that it was still smeared with her saliva. Sure enough, the chicken drumstick was delicious. His eyes lit up as he said, "It really is!"

"Hehe, right? Na'er's taste is the same as Brother's!" Na'er immediately giggled happily at Jing Shaoyu's agreement.

"Alright, you two, stop acting like such devoted siblings. It's not as if there's only one chicken drumstick." Jing Ziyuan sat down at the table and said to the two children, "A Yu, don't eat your sister's chicken drumstick. Don't you have one in your own bowl too?"

"No, no, I want to eat with Brother!" Before Jing Shaoyu could answer, Na'er rushed to object. Hugging Jing Shaoyu's arm, she cried coquettishly.

"This child... honestly..." Jing Ziyuan was instantly rendered speechless. "I don't even know what to say."

"Haha, aren't children getting along well a wonderful thing?" Aunt Lin Xin said with a cheerful smile.

After dinner, Jing Shaoyu took Na'er out to play in the yard while Jing Ziyuan and Lin Xin cleaned up the dishes.

Once they had finished washing the dishes, they carried the two children playing in the yard back inside. It was time to wash them up.

"A Yu, Na'er, which one of you wants to bathe first?" Standing outside the bathroom, Jing Ziyuan asked the two children.

"I want to bathe with Brother!" Na'er clung to Jing Shaoyu's arm and looked pitifully at Jing Ziyuan.

"No. Mom can only wash one child at a time!" Jing Ziyuan decisively refused Na'er's request. Her face was stern, as though she were utterly unfeeling.

"Alright, then Brother can go first." Na'er compromised, but her big eyes darted around, clearly plotting something.

However, Jing Ziyuan had already seen through her little scheme perfectly. Finding it rather amusing, she said loudly, "Don't think I don't know what you're planning. I'll have Aunt Lin Xin watch you. Don't even think about sneaking into the bathroom halfway through!"

"Ah!" Na'er's little scheme had been exposed. Like a defeated swan, she drooped dejectedly as Aunt Lin Xin led her away.

Jing Ziyuan took Jing Shaoyu into the bathroom. Jing Shaoyu stripped off his clothes himself and jumped straight into the filled bathtub, sitting obediently and letting Jing Ziyuan wash him.

"A Yu, after you awaken your martial soul tomorrow, Mom won't be able to bathe you anymore. You'll have to wash yourself, understand?" Jing Ziyuan said.

"Mhm, I understand, Mom." Jing Shaoyu nodded, an expectant look appearing on his face as he asked Jing Ziyuan, "Mom, what do you think my martial soul will be? Will it be Blue Silver Grass like yours?"

There was a hint of anticipation in the boy's voice, but Jing Ziyuan could not help revealing a bitter smile when she heard those words.

"If that happens, Mom will definitely be very sad."

"Why?" The boy looked at his mother in confusion.

"Because Mom hopes A Yu can become a powerful soul master. If your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, you won't be able to become a powerful soul master."

"Why can't a Blue Silver Grass martial soul become a powerful soul master?" Jing Shaoyu did not understand at all.

Jing Ziyuan did not know how to explain it to this innocent, ignorant child. Only those whose martial souls were Blue Silver Grass understood the hardship of this martial soul. Others simply could not comprehend it.

"Hehe." Jing Ziyuan gave a bitter laugh and said nothing.

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