[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte":3,"chapter-reborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte-reborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte-chapter-452":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Reborn as a 1960s Mother: I’ll Shield My Forgotten Children!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2328147,4552,"Chapter 452: The Halo Is Ridiculously Large","reborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte-chapter-452",452,"\u003Cp>Du Jia’s misfortune was something Lin Zhao had heard of; she felt no sympathy, believing them anything but innocent—even if they were, they had little to do with Du Sheng’s sins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, Lin Zhao accompanied Lin Heling to the cemetery and stayed for half an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai was busy with work; the couple spent only one night at Lin’s home and returned to the capital by car the next evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having slept poorly the previous night, Lin Zhao had a severe headache and fell into a drowsy stupor as soon as she boarded the vehicle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lie down for a bit?” Gu Chenghuai spread out the top bunk’s sheet, sat on the edge, propped his hands on either side of his body, and gazed at his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao sat up from the lower bunk. “Sure. You get down, I’ll climb up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai jumped down and helped her climb onto the top bunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sleeper car was always packed; after once seeing someone trim their toenails on the bunk, Lin Zhao developed a psychological aversion and always carried a sheet, pillowcase, and blanket—only with these could she barely lie down without itching all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai had been restless at night; Lin Zhao had slept less than five hours and rose early the next day, and now, finally idle, she was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head had barely touched the pillow when her breathing grew slow and even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai sat on the lower bunk and pulled out a book to read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His formal education was modest, but the military had recommended him for advanced training at a military academy, filling in his gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood the importance of knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the future, competition between nations would depend on technology and advanced weaponry—not as before. One must keep learning to avoid being left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai deeply understood this and never abandoned learning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had read many books and would continue using knowledge to arm his mind, avoiding obsolescence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhaozhao had a tendency to admire strength; he must remain eternally strong to keep her gaze fixed on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai noticed the outside world growing increasingly flashy, gradually losing its former purity; distractions sprouted like mushrooms after rain, and he had to stay vigilant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A determined look surfaced in his eyes; he settled his mind and read intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Police officer: Could Gu’s reason for persisting in learning really be this simple? So… unexpectedly plain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao didn’t know her husband’s thoughts, only that he had suddenly become clingy, devoting more time to her—strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t press for reasons. Though independent, she was glad when Gu Chenghuai spent time with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their marital bond grew stronger during this period, evoking a sense of the early days of their marriage, thick with affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao woke in the late hours of the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loud snoring came from somewhere; all passengers in the carriage slept, and the lights had dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her eyes, gazing blankly at the ceiling, motionless, still half-asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai sensed something, stood up to look, found his wife adorable, and let out a low, muffled chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the sound, Lin Zhao turned her head and met Gu Chenghuai’s deep, smiling eyes across the guardrail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her thoughts returned; her soft voice, hoarse from sleep, whispered: “Why are you laughing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai reached out and touched her cheek—it was warm, so she hadn’t caught a chill. He lowered his voice too. “Nothing. Hungry?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not really. Just thirsty.” Lin Zhao sat up and shifted toward the edge of the bunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she stepped down onto the footrest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, it was dark, but the train’s lights were on, sufficient for visibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai unscrewed the thermos cap and handed it to Lin Zhao. “Drink. The temperature should be just right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried she’d be thirsty, he had filled it with hot water long ago, let it cool gradually, and only capped it once the temperature was suitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao took the thermos and drank; her dry lips, nourished by water, became plump and moist, and her frown eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thermos was a couple’s set bought by Yaobao in Haicheng—one for Dad, one for Mom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he first received it, Gu Chenghuai couldn’t stop showing it off; for a while, every military district leader who saw him grew annoyed—but dared not show it, for everyone knew he held grudges and retaliated ruthlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All they could do was curse inwardly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—So what if he has a great daughter? What’s there to brag about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Daughters eventually marry into other families; when Yaobao wed, Gu Chenghuai would cry himself to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—His daughter gave him several pairs of insoles; did he brag about those?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—The most annoying people are those without boundaries!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Pfft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai knew his comrades gossiped behind his back and didn’t care at all—let them talk; as long as he was happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much longer until we arrive?” Lin Zhao asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air inside the carriage smelled foul, and with the cold weather, windows couldn’t be opened—it was truly torturous to stay inside so long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve only gone halfway. Why not sleep again?” Gu Chenghuai said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were on a direct express train: it departed in the afternoon and arrived the next morning, a journey of nearly seventeen hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao wasn’t sleepy yet; she sat on the lower bunk, leaning against her husband, watching the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why does time pass so slowly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai smiled. “You don’t like flying? By plane, it’d take only two hours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flight schedules were scarce and tickets expensive, but they could afford them—only Lin Zhao refused to fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m scared,” Lin Zhao tugged at her husband’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the years, she rarely quarreled with Gu Chenghuai; when they did, he quickly sought her out, talked openly, never blamed her, only aimed to prevent future fights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never let her sleep with resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He always considered her emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life had few unpleasant moments, so over the years, Lin Zhao had changed little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, she dressed more fashionably, appearing even more radiant and captivating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re scared, don’t fly,” Gu Chenghuai’s gaze was gentle. “But if we go farther, will you still take the train? The journey’s longer—you won’t endure it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao answered with silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She buried her head against his chest like an ostrich.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ll deal with the future when it comes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai’s eyes brightened with amusement; he whispered in her ear: “When you want to ride, just tell me—I’ll ride with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if someone accompanies me, I’m still terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She loved the feeling of solid ground; the thought of hanging ten thousand meters in the air made her heart race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jia's Zhaozhao continued playing the quail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai let out a low, teasing laugh, indulgent: “Fine, we won’t mention it. If you don’t want to fly, we won’t. Besides planes, faster transportation will come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It definitely will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao believed this wholeheartedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d rather wait for that than fly—ask her why, and she’d say she was scared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The couple whispered for a while, then, feeling weary, each fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dawn, other passengers began talking; only then did Lin Zhao wake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At noon, the train arrived at its destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Gu Chenghuai’s escort, Lin Zhao stumbled drowsily off the train.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as they exited the station, they saw Gu Zhihang driving to meet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, Mom, over here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao’s expression brightened; she perked up. “You came? Perfect—we won’t need a taxi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhihang took his father’s luggage and stowed it in the trunk. After his parents got in, he slid into the driver’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I happened to be free, so I came to pick you up,” Gu Zhihang replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced back. “Mom, where are we going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The military district,” Lin Zhao said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The day before, Gu Chenghuai had received a call from the military district urging him to return; if they went to the city, he’d have to travel back again—too inconvenient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai took his wife’s hand, cradling it in his palm; his deep eyes were impossibly gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhaozhao was so good to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao smiled at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Yaobao’s senior year, the National Day parade was scheduled; Gu Chenghuai became busy, often disappearing for days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried his wife would be upset, he told Lin Zhao: “I’ll take you to watch the parade live on the day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao beamed, eagerly agreeing. “Great! Go ahead and work—I’ll wait for you to come get me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai ruffled Lin Zhao’s hair, kissed her cheek, and strode off like a gust of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the following days, Lin Zhao slept while he returned, and he left before she woke; later, fearing she’d sleep poorly, Gu Chenghuai simply slept in his office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire military district tightened up; all family members sensed the tense yet joyful atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao, infected by the mood, was cheerful all day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Gu Chenghuai busy, Gu Zhihang suddenly had free time and returned home later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhihang arrived home after work, hung up his suit jacket, washed his face and hands, changed clothes, then sat beside Lin Zhao, who wore loungewear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, did you hear Jiang Rong is getting married?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao: “!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What? The male lead is getting married?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then… then then then, the bride must definitely be the female lead, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes sparkled as she asked, “Is the bride Baozhen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhihang adjusted his posture to lie more comfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Yaobao looking over, he said slowly, “That’s a given.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t the least surprised by their marriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did the Jiang family agree?” Lin Zhao asked. “Wasn’t Jiang Rong’s mother deeply opposed to Lu Baozhen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying she “disliked” her was merely a euphemism—she actually despised her, down to her bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know,” Gu Zhihang said. “Jiang Rong didn’t say. He only invited me to the wedding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you want to know, call Aunt Jin—she’s eager to share gossip with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father told him to look after his mother, keep her from being bored, and keep schemers away from her—even offering him incentives to do so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benefits didn’t matter; maintaining family stability was every member’s duty, and he couldn’t refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s true,” Lin Zhao nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about to walk to the phone when she turned back to Gu Zhihang. “Are you going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhihang shrugged. “Depends. If I’m busy, I won’t go. If not, I will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Rong wasn’t important to him—just a childhood playmate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, you decide. But if you go, keep your eyes open,” Lin Zhao said, still uncertain about Lu Baozhen’s character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she hadn’t interacted with Lu Baozhen in years, she knew plenty about her “glorious deeds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Baozhen was capable of harming others without benefiting herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know,” Gu Zhihang said. He’d known since he was five that his mother disliked Lu Baozhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He disliked her too—deep, endless revulsion rose in him, as if she’d once harmed him. It was strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that year, Lu Baozhen’s odd behavior—now that he’d grown up, he realized clearly: it wasn’t normal, not within the realm of science, as if some supernatural phenomenon had occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d asked his older brother, who remembered it clearly too—it wasn’t his imagination. Lu Baozhen truly was strange, and she’d once harbored ill will toward him and his brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that case,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his hatred for Lu Baozhen wasn’t strange at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would like someone trying to scheme against them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, good, you understand,” Lin Zhao said, glancing at the protective red cord on her son’s wrist, and finally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was strange: the four children’s protective red cords had slowly widened as they grew, yet their luster remained, unlike ordinary red cords—they looked like fashionable accessories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children never asked, and Lin Zhao never needed to invent an excuse—everyone in the family silently avoided the topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao dialed the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To make calling easier, before the New Year, Gu Zhiqian had someone reinstall the phone beside the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, you could answer calls while sitting on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello!! Lin Meizi!! Is that Lin Meizi?!” Jin Saozi’s loud voice echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the years, Jin Lixin had earned a lot of money; to stay in touch with business partners, he installed a phone at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Lüzhong and Jin Saozi pretended to call it wasteful, but their shoulders stood straight, pride radiating from them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao smiled. “It’s me, Jin Saozi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Saozi slapped her thigh. “Oh my, you’re such a busy person, and you actually called me? Lin Meizi, how are you? Is everything good at home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good, everything’s good,” Lin Zhao replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few pleasantries with their old neighbor, the awkwardness vanished, and Jin Saozi’s gossip spirit ignited fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Meizi, have you heard about the Jiang and Lu families?” Her voice carried a hint of excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, what happened between them?” Lin Zhao asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Saozi’s eyes lit up, her voice rising in excitement. “Hey, you don’t know? Come on, let me tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you heard Jiang Rong and Lu Baozhen are getting married?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao nodded, then remembered Jin Saozi couldn’t see her. “I heard. Zhihang said Jiang Rong invited him to the wedding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Saozi: Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s going on? Wasn’t Jiang Rong reluctant? Why would he now actively invite people to his wedding? Is he willing or not? This is confusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, what? He invited Zhihang to his wedding?” Jin Saozi sounded genuinely surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He didn’t want to marry at all—why would he invite anyone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Could it be for the wedding gift money? The Jiang family isn’t short on cash. It’s just baffling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Saozi grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao paused slightly. “He didn’t want to marry?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Jiang Rong was tricked. He didn’t want it—he fought for half a month,” Jin Saozi said, equally confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How was he tricked?” Lin Zhao pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, she wasn’t surprised at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was exactly the kind of thing Lu Baozhen would do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To live well, she’d do anything—even murder or arson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original novel, wasn’t she like this? She had a cheat system. All the bad deeds were done by others; she remained pure and spotless, always with people willingly giving her everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her aura was enormous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s easy to trick someone—just make people see them hugging, then have Lu Baozhen cry even harder. The matter’s settled,” Jin Saozi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She seemed so practiced. If I didn’t know she’d never done this before, I’d think she was a repeat offender.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard Jiang Rong turned pale! He told Lu Baozhen to speak up, to explain to everyone—but she stayed silent like a mute, only crying, not saying a word. If not for Jiang Rong’s father, he almost got arrested… In the end, they hastily got engaged.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew Lu Baozhen had used the charge of hooliganism to trap Jiang Rong—but as the “victim,” she clung to him. To protect Jiang Rong’s future, the Jiang family had no choice but to accept defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still not surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Rong’s saintly nature would inevitably fall into Lu Baozhen’s net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...So that’s how it happened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprising, yet not surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The male and female leads were together again.\u003C\u002Fp>",2539,"2026-06-20T18:59:18.822Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","001dec91f3a9e718b270f6ef46c7d19aceb0ea9d9b67d1a5655547b56f9b83aa","reborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte-chapter-453","reborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte-chapter-451",480,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte-cover.jpg"]