Chapter 1: Transmigration into a Book

Xinghua Village—

“Husband, this person clearly isn’t going to make it. Why don’t we send him home? We don’t want him dying in our house and bringing bad luck.”

“There’s no one left in his family. If we send him back, isn’t that just leaving him to die? If he dies, so be it, but once the villagers find out, won’t they say it’s our fault?”

“Then what do we do? We can’t just let him die in our house.” The woman complained in a low voice.

“Let’s wait and see. If he doesn’t get better, I’ll send him to his second uncle’s house.”

“Sigh.”

“We’re just unlucky too. This boy came to our house, and we’ve been supporting his studies all along. He’s just useless. We’ve done more than enough—it’s his own fault for being good for nothing.” Yu Da sighed and said helplessly.

“Yes, husband. We’ve put our hearts into it. He’s the one who didn’t live up to it.”

Lu Wanzhou rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes, only to see a dilapidated room, blackened gray furnishings, and yellow earthen walls.

He rubbed his eyes. Could it be that he had died…? He only remembered going alone to an Olympiad math competition, being pushed onto the road while crossing the street, and then… nothing.

Lu Wanzhou got up and felt like all his bones had come apart. He walked toward the door and saw two people dressed in ancient clothing.

The woman happened to turn her head and saw Lu Wanzhou. She froze for a moment, then smiled and said, “Zhou-ge’er is awake! Are you feeling better now? You scared your mother half to death.”

Zhou-ge’er… Although Lu Wanzhou was young, he was exceptionally clever. Hearing these words, looking at the surroundings and the unfamiliar people, and hearing “Zhou-ge’er,” he realized—had he transmigrated into a book?

With this thought in mind, Lu Wanzhou looked at the woman’s concerned eyes, rubbed his forehead, and said in a low voice, “I’m better. Just a bit dizzy.”

“That’s good. As long as you’re better, Mother can rest easy.” Zhao-shi said with a smile.

“Dad, Mom, I’m back.” A chubby little girl in a red padded jacket came bouncing back.

“Hua’er is back.” Hearing the child’s voice, the woman smiled and went up to her. “Quick, come inside. Mom saved you some rice cake.”

After saying this, the woman looked at Lu Wanzhou again and smiled. “Wanzhou, there’s only one piece of rice cake. Mom gave it to your little sister.”

Lu Wanzhou nodded and said, “I’m still a bit dizzy. I’ll go back to my room and rest for a while.”

“Alright, alright, go ahead.”

Lu Wanzhou walked into the room and looked at his cracked hands. He was now certain—he had transmigrated into a book, and it was the farming novel his mother loved to listen to. He had become the male lead.

As for why Lu Wanzhou, an elementary school student, knew about this novel—of course, it was because he had a mother who loved to play audiobooks on speaker. So he remembered the basic plot.

What he’d said about being dizzy wasn’t a lie. The original body’s memories came flooding in like a tide, and Lu Wanzhou felt his brain couldn’t hold it all, feeling bloated. He sat for a long while before sorting out the information in his head.

Good news: he had transmigrated into a book, and into the male lead of a farming novel. Bad news: he had transmigrated into the male lead’s miserable childhood.

The original body was similar to him—clever from a young age, a child prodigy known far and wide. He passed the tongsheng exam at eight, his parents were loving, and his family was happy.

But in his ninth year, great changes struck the family. Both his parents died of illness, and could only entrust him to the Yu family, old friends in the village.

The Yu family had a little ger, and while the original body’s parents were still alive, the two little ones had been betrothed as children. So after the original body’s parents passed away, the original body brought his family’s fields and land and moved to the Yu family.

The first year was fine. The Yu parents treated him well. But later… after he took the academy exam and was carried back because of his weak constitution, the family began to show their true colors.

Although they still supported the male lead’s studies, they made him come back from the town school to study in the village. That wasn’t all—they also assigned the original body plenty of chores, leaving him no time to study, and then used his poor academic performance to belittle him mentally.

This was the information Lu Wanzhou got from the original body’s memories.

As for what happened afterward, Lu Wanzhou dug out the original text’s information from deep in his memory. The Yu family, seeing that the male lead had no hope in the imperial examinations, thought of seizing the Lu family’s property and schemed to sell the male lead off. He drifted from place to place… and was eventually adopted by a wealthy household, began to study, and placed first in the imperial examination.

This whole family was hypocritical. On the outside, they did everything perfectly, treating the original body even better than their own flesh and blood, but inside…

Lu Wanzhou sighed. A world-ending start… too hard. Right now should be the time when the Yu family was scheming to seize his family property. Actually, there wasn’t much property left—the fields had all been taken by them. Only the deed to the village house remained.

The original body had been attached to his parents and couldn’t bear to let anyone else live in the house, so he’d kept the deed and hadn’t given it to the Yu family. As for… the current Lu Wanzhou, knowing the plot, naturally couldn’t give it to them even more.

After thinking for a long while, Lu Wanzhou felt dizzy and hungry. Following the original body’s memories, he went to the kitchen, where he saw Yu Hua holding white rice cakes, eating one after another.

The woman had clearly said there was only one left. Lu Wanzhou looked at the chubby little girl and smiled. “Hua’er, will you give brother a rice cake?”

Yu Hua blinked, then smiled. “Wanzhou-gege, you’re awake. Mom said you just woke up and can’t eat rice cakes—they’re hard to digest.”

Yu Hua said this nicely, but stuffed the remaining rice cakes into her mouth in two bites, then said with an innocent face, “There’s still vegetable paste in the pot. Does Wanzhou-gege want some?”

Lu Wanzhou narrowed his eyes. The “vegetable paste” Yu Hua mentioned was pig slop. This little girl looked obedient, but her heart was truly bad.

“Wanzhou-gege, are you going to eat or not? I’ll ladle you a bowl.”

Lu Wanzhou waved his hand. Yu Hua raised an eyebrow, locked the cupboard, and bounced out.

Lu Wanzhou had originally planned to find something to eat after the little girl left, but…

Lu Wanzhou looked at the empty kitchen and sighed. This life was a bit hard to get through.

Lu Wanzhou went back to his room and drank a few mouthfuls of cold water. His stomach was rumbling, and he heard a rustling sound by his ear. He turned his head and saw a pair of big round eyes.

Hiding behind the door, cautiously watching him. Lu Wanzhou stared for a moment. The little doll blinked, then said somewhat timidly, “Zhou-gege, do you want to eat rice cake?”

The little one looked about seven or eight, spoke fluently but slowly, with round eyes that looked very dull.

Lu Wanzhou searched his mind and confirmed this little cub’s identity—the original body’s child betrothed, the Yu family’s little ger, who was a bit simple-minded.

Looking at the little cub’s round eyes cautiously watching him, Lu Wanzhou crooked his finger and said in a low voice, “Come here.”

Yu Mian blinked, a bit afraid, but finally took small steps to Lu Wanzhou’s side, handed him the rice cake, and then ran back behind the door to hide.

After hiding, Yu Mian peeked at Lu Wanzhou again. Seeing he wasn’t eating, he said quietly, “Mom gave it. Clean… eat, Zhouzhou eat.”

Lu Wanzhou looked at the rice cake in his hand—white and clean. He nodded and put it in his mouth.

The rice cake was soft and sweet, but cold and a bit sticky to the teeth. Because the original body hadn’t eaten in a long time, suddenly eating made him feel somewhat nauseous. He forced it down and managed to suppress the feeling.

After he finished eating, he saw the little one at the door staring at him, eyes black and bright. When he looked over, the little one lowered his head and stopped looking at him.

Lu Wanzhou found it funny. This little fool was quite silly.

In the original body’s memories and the known plot, there wasn’t much information about him. He only knew that after the original body placed first in the imperial examination and came back to take revenge on the Yu family, this fool was already dead.

At night, the family ate together. The Yu couple only served food to their own daughter. Using the excuse that Lu Wanzhou was sick, they cooked him a bowl of thin porridge that looked about the same as rice water.

When Lu Wanzhou reached for the dishes, Zhao-shi stopped him.

“Wanzhou, you’re sick, so eat less of the dishes. It’s not that Mom is stingy—it’s just that I’m worried about your health.” Zhao-shi said with a concerned face.

“Yes, Wanzhou. Today’s dishes are heavy on oil. You should eat less. Your mother means well.”

Listening to their hypocritical words, Lu Wanzhou sneered inwardly. These two really knew how to put on a show. If they truly cared about him, they wouldn’t have deliberately made the dishes so salty.

Yu Hua smiled and said, “Wanzhou-gege can’t eat it, so I’ll just have to eat more.”

Yu Mian sat cautiously at the corner of the table, holding a bowl of coarse rice full of burnt crust. He ate it with great satisfaction, but didn’t dare pick up any dishes—just ate the plain rice dry.

Lu Wanzhou looked at the little fool who was like a timid quail, and put a big chopstick-full of oil-dreg cabbage into his bowl. “Mianmian, eat your vegetables.”

When Yu Hua saw the oil dregs being eaten, she looked at her mother. “Mom!”

Zhao-shi smiled and said, “Wanzhou is growing up. He knows how to cherish his husband now.”

If it were the original body, he would surely be embarrassed and angry. But Lu Wanzhou was not the original body. He curved his lips and fished all the oil dregs from the plate into Yu Mian’s bowl, smiling. “Mom is right. Mianmian is my husband. I should cherish him.”

Zhao-shi hadn’t expected Lu Wanzhou to say this. Her eyes widened. Yu Hua, seeing all the oil dregs eaten, stared at Yu Mian with round eyes.

Lu Wanzhou looked at Yu Hua, a smile on his lips but a sharp look in his eyes. “Mom, does little sister not want me to eat?”

“This…” Zhao-shi felt the pinch seeing her silly ger eat the oil dregs.

“No, Wanzhou, don’t overthink it. Dad and Mom treat all three of you the same.” Yu Song was also unhappy inside, but kept a gentle face.

“Dad!” Yu Hua, spoiled as she was, glared at Yu Mian with red eyes, scaring the little one into silence.

Lu Wanzhou nodded and said, “That’s right. Mom and Dad are farming my family’s fields, so surely… Mom and Dad wouldn’t begrudge Mianmian and me this one bite? Otherwise, if the villagers found out…”

“Just eat.” Yu Da put a chopstick-full of cabbage into his daughter’s bowl and glared at her.

Seeing her father angry, Yu Hua didn’t dare make a fuss and ate honestly.

Lu Wanzhou felt the person beside him trembling. He turned and saw Yu Mian shaking.

He gently patted Yu Mian’s back and said softly, “Don’t be afraid. Eat quickly.”

Yu Mian hesitated for a moment, then hugged his bowl and ate in big bites.

Yu Mian chewed the oil dregs in his mouth—salty and oily, especially delicious. Looking at the bowl full of vegetables, Yu Mian, under his sister’s jealous glare, ate every last bit of food in his bowl, not leaving a single grain.

==========Author’s Note:==========
This book has changed its synopsis. If that bothers you, you can remove it from your collection. Thank you, everyone.
Next door serializing “The Little Villain of the Top Scholar’s Family”
Good news: Yu Nian transmigrated into a book.
And became the younger brother of a san yuan ji di top scholar man… the family’s collective pet. Bad news: his mother is a stepmother who abuses the male lead.
His grandparents are harsh to the male lead… but treat him like a treasure. The whole family sucks the male lead’s blood.
In the end, they even cause the male lead to lose a leg, and the whole family ends up lying dead in coffins.
A world-ending start…
Can I at least run away first…
The vicious stepmother: “Son, Mom made you new clothes.”
Bitter smile… Mom, you traded the male lead’s tuition for these, didn’t you?
The biased grandfather: “Darling grandson, Grandpa stewed eggs for you.”
Heartache… Grandpa, the neighbors gave those to the male lead, didn’t they?
Yu Nian… Ah, stop being so good to me. I don’t want to die with you all!
Can’t run away, can’t bear to die, and the male lead won’t take the bait no matter how I try to please him—what to do?
Wait…
“Brother, you’re so amazing.”
Favorability +5. “Brother, you’re so smart.”
Favorability +10. The cold and aloof brother seems to be a high-needs baby.
Not dying just yet~
Why study? My brother is the top scholar. I’ll just cling to his thigh.
Little Theater
Yu Nian: “Do you know who my brother is? My brother is the top scholar.”
Xiao Jinyu: “Hah, my brother is the crown prince.”
Yu Nian: “My brother’s literary talent is unmatched in the world.”
Xiao Jinyu: “My brother’s martial prowess can pacify the border.”
Yu Nian: “My… brother—” Before he could finish, his mouth was pinched shut.
Xiao Jinyu looked at the little scholar with red lips and white teeth, constantly comparing himself to him, and chuckled softly. “My brother is the lord, your brother is the subject. My brother is one rank above yours.”
Yu Nian… If you’re going to talk, then talk. Why are you so close to me?
“My brother… wait, fine, you’re one rank above me, so what? Why the hell are you pulling off my clothes?”
Xiao Jinyu looked at the little scholar with watery eyes and a stubborn face, and smiled. “Naturally… I take after my brother. I want to be on top of you too.”
A story about two brother-obsessed fanatics fighting all the way to the bed.
Idle little scholar brother-con VS playboy seventh prince brother-con.
My brother is the world’s number one capable minister VS my brother is the greatest of ancient and modern times.