The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life (Translated With Mtl)

Chapter 82

Regardless of Wan Jiaoyu's satisfaction with Li Jin, he worked on a few questions. As the sun began to set in the west, Li Jin rose from his seat and requested to take his leave.

Wan Jiaoyu brewed a pot of tea, stopping him: "Have you learned anything?"

Li Jin handed over his notes, containing his own interpretations. For some questions, he even simplified the calculation steps after careful consideration.

After glancing at the notes, Wan Jiaoyu set down his tea cup and said, "Keep these materials for now. You may return home. Continue with the annotations tomorrow."

Observing that Li Jin had spent the entire afternoon with Wan Jiaoyu, Pan Youfeng couldn't resist seeking attention. A mocking smile formed on his lips.

He thought that asking questions wouldn't help, as Wan Jiaoyu wouldn't provide answers, and might even scorn his lack of understanding.

He was mistaken, though. Wan Jiaoyu wasn't unwilling to clarify doubts.

Pan Youfeng, being an assistant in the Department of Mathematical Sciences, troubled Wan Jiaoyu with elementary conceptual questions. Once or twice was fine, but by the third time, Wan Jiaoyu reprimanded him.

Pan Youfeng observed that Li Jin had only stayed briefly with Wan Jiaoyu before leaving. He wrongly assumed that Li Jin, like himself, was rejected.

Looking at Li Jin again, Pan Youfeng's eyes held a touch of sympathy.

Unaware of Pan Youfeng's thoughts, Li Jin, aware of the time, left to return home  before curfew.

Pan Youfeng wasn't entirely unskilled; he had obtained the title of Scholar at the age of twenty, indicating some aptitude.

However, he had focused more on shortcuts in recent years. For instance, he learned that Wan Jiaoyu would teach mathematics, so he studied in advance, outshining other scholars who hadn't reviewed math.

Pan Youfeng was, after all, one of the teaching assistants because he understood the level of others' knowledge.

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After Li Jin returned home, Qin Muwen had already prepared a hot dinner. Little bun, just waking up, shouted for "Daddy."

To his surprise, he saw Daddy.

Xiao Baozi's eyes widened, and his cries quieted as he stretched his arms towards Daddy, seeking to be held.

Li Jin recalled what Qin Muwen had told him. Xiao Baozi could discern who was indulgent; if Qin Muwen held him, he wouldn't calm down so quickly.

Holding Xiao Baozi, Li Jin cuddled him. The bun wrapped his arms around Li Jin's neck, kissed him, and then hurriedly moved to kiss Dad upon seeing him.

Qin Muwen chuckled. "Only when Daddy is home is Xiao Baozi this well-behaved."

Having eaten before Li Jin's return, Qin Muwen held the bun and encouraged Li Jin to eat.

Raising a child was like this—when the child was awake, the parents couldn't eat together.

For dinner, there were minced pork with pickled capers and stir-fried potato shreds. In addition to the porridge, Qin Muwen also prepared pancakes. He brushed a layer of the yellow soybean paste, a gift from Zhao Shuang's mother, on top. These crispy cakes were served with spicy soybean paste, making them incredibly appetizing.

Qin Muwen, on the other hand, shared with Li Jin in detail how little buns had been waking up recently and, upon not seeing anyone, would begin crying.

—In the afternoon, after finishing a chapter, he heard the little bun's cries and hastily went inside to comfort him. Subsequently, the little bun became extraordinarily clingy, leading Qin Muwen to take him to the yard for some sunbathing before he settled down.