When One Person Attains the Dao

"I'm from Sichuan First Martial University. Maybe one day, some of you will run into me on a university campus."

After saying that, Su Pengfei had no intention of discussing the matter further.

"All right, that's enough. Once you get into Martial Arts University, there'll naturally be teachers specially assigned to answer these questions for you."

Since Su Pengfei had taken the initiative to end the topic, no one was tactless enough to keep asking.

After the gathering ended, Wang Tianyu headed straight home.

Although he had already called his parents to tell them that he had been admitted into the Martial Arts Class,

Wang Tianyu still wanted to tell his family about it face-to-face.

With his heart racing toward home, the moment the taxi stopped, Wang Tianyu threw open the door and hurried toward his house.

Perhaps because of his mood, even his steps were a little quicker than usual.

He opened the door and walked inside.

"Mom, I'm back."

Wang Tianyu called out into the house, but no one answered him.

He checked the time, then gave it some thought.

"I was so excited that I forgot to check the time. She should be picking Mengmeng up right now."

Wang Mengmeng was already in kindergarten. The school could provide pickup and drop-off services, but they charged extra for them.

Mrs. Wang's work hours happened to be fairly flexible.

She could get off work at four-thirty in the afternoon, while Wang Mengmeng got out of school at five.

Since the timing worked out, Mrs. Wang rode her bike every day to pick Wang Mengmeng up herself.

"Nothing else to do. I might as well tidy up the house."

There was no one at home, so Wang Tianyu had no one to share his joy with.

Seeing how messy the house was, he simply began cleaning it.

Mopping, wiping, scrubbing away grime—Wang Tianyu busied himself with great enthusiasm.

While Wang Tianyu was busy, Mrs. Wang and Wang Mengmeng returned as well.

"Big brother."

Seeing Wang Tianyu at home, Wang Mengmeng ran over and began acting cute around him.

Wang Tianyu put down the rag in his hand and rubbed Wang Mengmeng's head.

"Was Mengmeng good at school today?"

Wang Tianyu loved rubbing Wang Mengmeng's head. Every time he saw her, he had the mischievous urge to mess up his little sister's hair.

"Mengmeng was very good. Teacher even praised me."

Wang Mengmeng glanced at Wang Tianyu but did not make him take his hand off her head.

While the brother and sister were teasing each other, Mrs. Wang walked in through the doorway as well.

"Mom, why did you buy so much stuff?"

Seeing Mrs. Wang carrying bags upon bags of things, Wang Tianyu quickly stepped forward to help.

"You got into the Martial Arts Class. That's wonderful news, so tonight the whole family is having a proper meal together."

Joy that she could not hide covered Mrs. Wang's face. After all these years of hardship, she had finally seen results. How could she not beam with delight?

Mrs. Wang smiled at Wang Tianyu, refused his help, and walked into the kitchen by herself.

Seeing his mother busy in the kitchen, Wang Tianyu went back to cleaning the room.

Wang Mengmeng also put on the air of a little grown-up, holding a rag and following Wang Tianyu around as she earnestly tried to help.

"It smells so good! Big brother, can you smell it?"

Wang Mengmeng sniffed the fragrance drifting from the kitchen, her eyes constantly darting toward it.

"Yeah, it smells great. Once we finish tidying up the room, we can eat."

Hearing Wang Tianyu's words, Wang Mengmeng nodded happily.

"Once we finish tidying up, we can eat. Big brother, hurry up! No slacking off."

After saying that, Wang Mengmeng sped up what she was doing.

However, her participation was more symbolic than anything else.

Every spot Wang Mengmeng wiped, Wang Tianyu cleaned again afterward.

Not long after Wang Tianyu and Wang Mengmeng finished tidying up the room,

Wang Tianyu's father came in from outside as well.

"Dad."

"Daddy!"

Father Wang was in a fine mood too, his entire face lit up with a brilliant smile.

"Good girl, come here. Let Daddy hold you."

At the dinner table, the family sat together in warm harmony.

"You have no idea. Today, when the people at the factory found out my son got into the Martial Arts Class, that scene—I'm telling you..."

Father Wang poured himself a glass of liquor. He was in such a good mood today that he had made an exception and bought a bottle of baijiu.

"Want some?"

After filling his own glass, Father Wang looked at Wang Tianyu.

"What nonsense are you talking? It's one thing for you to drink, but why are you trying to lead your son astray too?"

Before Wang Tianyu could respond, Mrs. Wang spoke up first and scolded Father Wang.

"Mom, it's fine. I'll have a little with Dad. A small amount of alcohol is good for the body anyway."

Wang Tianyu smiled, then went to the kitchen to get himself a cup.

Perhaps because Wang Tianyu insisted, or perhaps because today was such a special day, Mrs. Wang did not say anything more.

Father Wang picked up his glass, took a small sip, then smacked his lips.

"Some people beside me heard when I took the call. Good heavens, before long, the whole factory knew."

"I couldn't even count how many people congratulated me. The factory director directly said he'd give me leave so I could come home and spend time with my family."

After saying that, Father Wang took out his briefcase from behind him.

He opened it and pulled out a huge stack of red envelopes.

"Where did you get so many red envelopes?"

When Mrs. Wang saw the red envelopes in Father Wang's hands, she had already guessed something, but she still could not help asking.

"Where else could they have come from? They were all given by people at the factory. They all said I had a good son. I couldn't refuse them even if I wanted to—they said refusing would mean I didn't respect them or looked down on them as friends."

After hearing Father Wang's words, Mrs. Wang replied, "Put them away for now. We'll write them down later. We still have to remember other people's kindness."

"Of course. We definitely have to write them down."

Raising his cup, Wang Tianyu said with a smile, "Dad, let's have a drink."

"Okay, I'll have a drink with my martial artist son."

Father Wang smiled and nodded, then drained the baijiu in his glass in one go.

The family ate and talked, and the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Just as the family was enjoying themselves, knocking came from outside the door.

"Mom, sit down. I'll get it."

Wang Tianyu was sitting closest to the hallway, so he got up and headed for the door first.

When he reached the door and opened it, Wang Tianyu found a large group of people standing outside.

They were carrying bags upon bags of gifts.

Wang Tianyu recognized the people before him. They were his relatives.

These relatives rarely kept in touch with Wang Tianyu's family. Normally, they only gathered for a meal during the New Year.

Since they barely had any contact, Wang Tianyu had to think carefully before recalling their names.

"First Uncle, Third Uncle, Eldest Aunt, Youngest Aunt..."

After he led the group inside, Wang Tianyu's already tiny living room immediately became packed shoulder to shoulder.

Seeing so many relatives arrive, Wang Tianyu's parents hurriedly began greeting them.

Wang Tianyu's parents had wanted to take everyone to a teahouse outside to catch up, but the group refused.

"I'm saying, we're all family. Why be so formal? We can just stay here for a while. Why go to some teahouse?"

The one speaking was Wang Tianyu's Third Uncle, his enormous beer belly jutting out in front of him.

"Exactly. We heard Tianyu got into the Martial Arts Class, so we came especially to see him. We'll leave in a bit. It's no trouble."

Wang Tianyu's Third Uncle chimed in, echoing Wang Tianyu's First Uncle.

"Little sister, you're truly blessed. Now that Tianyu has made something of himself, it won't be long before you can enjoy a life of comfort."

"Even when he was little, I thought Tianyu would amount to something. See? Now he's gotten into the Martial Arts Class. My boy spent so much of my money and still couldn't get in, so Tianyu really is capable."

The relatives went on and on, showering Wang Tianyu with praise in his home.

Wang Tianyu did not have much of a good impression of these relatives, but he could not say he disliked them either.

They had never visited of their own accord before, yet now they had come in a group. The meaning behind it was obvious without being spoken.

Human nature was simply like that, and Wang Tianyu could not really blame his relatives for being so pragmatic.

"When you are poor, no one asks after you in the bustling city; when you are rich, even deep in the mountains you gain distant relatives!"

Wang Tianyu had been admitted into the Martial Arts Class and might become a martial artist in the future.

With the Wang family likely to become prosperous, it was only natural that these relatives would come now to build ties with them.

"What exactly is the world of martial artists like?"

After seeing those relatives off, Wang Tianyu lay on his bed, letting his thoughts run wild.

His parents and relatives all said that he could become a martial artist in the future.

But Wang Tianyu himself did not even know how one became a martial artist.

Su Pengfei's words from earlier that day kept surfacing in Wang Tianyu's mind.

"Martial Arts University, the three prestigious schools, Sichuan First Martial University."

These things gave Wang Tianyu much to imagine.