[{"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-81":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},2327776,4552,"Chapter 81: My Ugliness Hurts My Eyes","reborn-as-a-1960s-mother-i-ll-shield-my-forgotte-chapter-81",81,"\u003Cp>Courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shi sheng fetched brown sugar from his parents’ room and, meeting his sister’s strange gaze, rubbed his head, utterly baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to ask his brother-in-law: “Chenghuai, what does Zhaozhao’s expression mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai had no idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why don’t you go ask him yourself?” he lightly arched his brow, tossing the question back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shi sheng pretended not to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just felt like bad news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Lin Zhao averted her gaze from him, she turned back to Chen Yu, her eyes burning, whispering: “Is this related to the Qiu family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably.” Meeting her sister-in-law’s curious eyes, she shook her head. “I don’t know anything more—I’ll have to ask your second brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Private matters aren’t easy to inquire about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao sighed and shifted topic: “Mama, I heard every large team is reclassifying household compositions now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, why the sudden interest?” Lin Mu paused mid-addition of firewood, glancing at her. “Has Chenghuai got any inside information?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried Zhaozhao would fret, she added quickly: “Our family’s composition won’t be a problem—I went to the team leader after work yesterday, he’s well aware.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heling’s composition is a bomb—she knew that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d been watching the outside world closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Already went yesterday?” Lin Zhao murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that’s it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mama has always taken composition matters seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original book, perhaps because she died early, her father couldn’t bear the grief of losing his daughter and took to his bed, while Mama, buried in household affairs, neglected the composition reclassification—allowing schemers to exploit the gap and turn the Lin family into a you faction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mama, who’s in charge of this in our large team?” Lin Zhao’s lowered eyes gleamed coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of how Dadan, Xibao, and the others had been bullied for ten years by the team’s bad kids due to their poor family composition, wasting their most precious decade and living bitter, head-down lives—she truly hated it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mu sensed Zhaozhao was acting strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d never cared about this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...The Liu family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you asking?” She observed her daughter’s expression without revealing it, subtly elevating the importance of the composition issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao didn’t sugarcoat it: “Mama, watch out—I’m afraid someone’s digging a pit for us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the original book, someone indeed resented our family and sabotaged us behind the scenes—and succeeded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This lifetime, they won’t succeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A venomous snake is watching from behind—we must pull it out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knows what dirty tricks they’ll pull next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mu knew Zhaozhao never spoke without reason; if she said this, there was grounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of cold light darted through her eyes, faintly revealing the fierce spirit of her youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Relax—I’ll keep watch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao’s mood eased; she smiled, eyes curving: “With Mama here, I’m not afraid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her smile, Lin Mu smiled too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid laughter and chatter, the kitchen emitted fragrant aromas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dadan and Erdan, like they were clinging to the chimney, didn’t need calling—they arrived at mealtime, pushing their carts through the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, we can ride bikes now!” Dadan washed his face with water, wiping sweat from his brow, voice thrilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Erdan added: “Auntie, neither my brother nor I fell, and we didn’t drop the bikes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent! No wonder you’re Lin family kids—your learning efficiency is incredible.” Lin Zhao praised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dadan and Erdan grinned so wide their teeth vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, Lin Xuan was washing the hands of four children; the girl had delicate features, quiet and reserved, always working silently, rarely speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t forget your knuckles,” she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dacai and Ercai liked this older sister; they grinned back: “We know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xibao and Lin Zheng set out tables, chairs, bowls, and chopsticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Xiang automatically brought out the dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon everything was ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Lian, who’d feigned death while working, finally emerged at mealtime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the courtyard turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious to see just how thick her face was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Lian acted as if she saw nothing, swaying her body, fingers idly tracing her braids, going out of her way to be theatrical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The meal’s ready, huh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did she speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shi sheng’s face darkened; he snapped coldly: “Go back to your room!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Publicly scolded, Qiu Lian felt humiliated, her face burning red; she retorted angrily: “I’m Lin family’s daughter-in-law—why can’t I eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Shi sheng, you’re heartless—you want to starve me! Let’s go find the team leader and settle this—who’s right, you or me?” She cried loudly, feigning grievance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up. If you scream again, I’ll send you straight back to your parents’ home.” Lin Shi sheng, thoroughly irritated, cut her off coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao raised her hand: “Second brother, I have a bicycle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone light, clearly enjoying the spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai wrapped his arms around her neck from behind, his long, strong hand gently covering her mouth, pulling her away from the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low, deep voice whispered beside Lin Zhao’s ear, accompanied by warm breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhaozhao, don’t speak so fast—people will hold grudges against you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let them hold grudges—I’m not afraid of the Qiu family. They’re your in-laws, not mine. Worst case, we fight.” Lin Zhao pulled his hand off, pouting, her dark eyes sparkling with defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhaozhao, give your second brother some face,” Gu Chenghuai gently urged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you dislike...” He paused slightly. “But we don’t even know the situation yet. This... we should at least find out your second brother’s stance first, then observe, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao listened: “Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She truly hated Qiu Lian—every time she saw her, she thought of her second brother’s tragic end and wanted to slap her ten or twenty times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good girl.” Gu Chenghuai’s expression softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao punched his arm: “Get lost—I’m not one of the four kids. Don’t talk to me like you’re soothing babies, or I’ll punch you again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai glanced at the muscular arm she’d just hit, sighing: “You already did.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Lin Zhao quickly withdrew her hand; as her gaze swept over the commotion, she reached out again to rub his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai’s eyes instantly softened, his deep, sharp gaze now like spring water rippling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When your lover is beside you, your eyes wander from your body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With meat on the table, Qiu Lian refused to miss her chance—she was about to stubbornly sit down when Lin Shi sheng walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tall figure loomed with overwhelming pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression icy, he seized her arm and flung her aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t make trouble for the family—go back to your room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling what he’d learned from friends, Lin Shi sheng felt a mix of emotions, mostly relief—he’d soon escape this misery, how could he not feel light?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad he hadn’t caught her red-handed—if he had, she’d already be sent to the farm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You ask why you don’t get food? Did you work? Did you help cook? You did nothing and still want to eat? Dream on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Lian nearly fell to the ground, barely steadying herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She roared: “Why shouldn’t I help? Isn’t it because your good little sister gives red dates and brown sugar to the eldest sister, but gives me, the second sister, not even a wrapper? Why should I cook for her family? I don’t owe her...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao looked at Gu Chenghuai, pointing at her own nose, her face screaming disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What does this have to do with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai stroked his wife’s head, his gaze toward Qiu Lian laced with coldness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shi sheng sneered, cutting off Qiu Lian’s rant: “Zhaozhao doesn’t owe you anything! Your constant scheming to take advantage is so ugly it hurts my eyes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m her second sister-in-law—if she doesn’t give me anything, she’s looking down on you, her second brother.” The woman, furious, resumed stirring discord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what? I haven’t complained—why are you meddling so much?” Lin Shi sheng was utterly fed up with this woman—he just wanted to eat his meal in peace, why was it so hard?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being good doesn’t pay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been tangled up with this curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lin family was long used to Qiu Lian’s nonsense; they paid no mind, ate and drank as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four children, rarely seeing such a scene, eyes bright as stars, glanced between Second Uncle and Second Aunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching, they forgot to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ercai’s jaw nearly dropped in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Watch and eat,” Lin Zhao reminded the four kids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She noticed: her second brother showed Qiu Lian not a shred of warmth—only impatience in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also felt as if something was suppressing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait for the right moment, strike with lethal precision…!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She speculated wildly in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai saw his wife’s unguarded expression, gently squeezed her hand, and lowered his voice: “...Control yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh.” Lin Zhao cleared her throat and suppressed her emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really want to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shi saw Qiulian settle down, sat heavily, and ate his meal in big bites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only one seat remained, beside Lin’s mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiulian dared only to wail at Lin Shi, never daring to provoke the fierce mother-in-law—this was a tigress who had killed bandits; one slap could make her spin like a top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rubbed her empty stomach, glancing at Lin Xuan and Lin Zheng, hoping the two worthless girls would leave a few bites of meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dish today had meat aroma; it made her saliva drip nearly to her toes. She hadn’t tasted meat in ages—in her natal home, she hadn’t even been allowed an egg; her belly held not a drop of fat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, Qiulian didn’t blame her parents. She understood them: the family was poor, and eggs belonged to her brother—he was a son, meant to carry on the lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xuan and Lin Zheng ate silently, not looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiulian cursed inwardly: useless little brats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scowled and slunk into the kitchen, hoping to roast a sweet potato—only to find the fire beneath the stove had gone out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her anger made her clumsy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clattering sound reached the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin’s mother warned: “Second son’s wife, break one bowl, your natal family pays for one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Qiulian’s hand trembled, her lips quivering with rage; she dared not cause further trouble, moving much more gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one in the Lin family cared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole family sat around the dining table, cheerful and warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lin family had not seen their son-in-law (younger brother-in-law) act so affectionate in a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhaozhao, have some soup.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wife, you love your mother’s stir-fried pork with chili—I picked out all the fat, only lean meat left. Eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai was thoughtful and patient, as if he wanted to feed her mouth himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she remained calm and casual, as if their pained expressions were mere overreactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zai and Er Zai found nothing strange—it was only natural to care for their mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two boys even imitated their father, picking food for their mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother, eat the egg, the egg is delicious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Thank you, Da Zai and Er Zai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>San Zai scooped up a spoonful of egg custard and brought it to his mother’s lips, his expression serene: “Mother, eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao didn’t refuse; she swallowed it whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, San Zai,” she said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>San Zai smiled, his dark eyes shining brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Si Zai tried to imitate, but his father’s large hand pressed down on his small shoulder, chuckling: “Don’t move—you’ll get egg on your mother’s dress. You’ll get spanked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little bundle didn’t understand her father meant well; she struggled fiercely, unable to move, her face flushed with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in anger, she didn’t cry out—only puffed her cheeks and whispered in a soft, cuddly voice: “Bad. Papa bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xibao’s heart melted. She put down her chopsticks, leaned over, and kissed the chubby cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Si Zai was stunned by the kiss, her long lashes fluttering slightly as she stared at her blankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To little Si Zai, this big sister was somewhat unfamiliar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone else expected her to cry—but she didn’t. Instead, she smiled sweetly at Xibao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she offered her other cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie… can I kiss Si Zai again…?” Xibao stammered, astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d expected a slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” Lin Zhao laughed at Xibao’s expression, her body swaying with mirth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Chenghuai rested his hand on her slender shoulder, steadying her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xibao happily kissed Si Zai again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vanity was satisfied; her face beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, Si Zai is so well-behaved.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao raised an eyebrow, her eyes shimmering. “You’re well-behaved too, at your age.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xibao didn’t catch the hidden meaning—she took it as praise and beamed happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, Si Zai’s dress and hair clips are so pretty—did you buy them for her?” she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, your father-in-law bought them,” Lin Zhao said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remembering the clothes she’d brought, she added: “I brought a few old outfits—let your mother alter them for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xibao’s eyes lit up instantly. She dropped her meal, rushed back, and hugged Lin Zhao’s neck, swinging like a joyful bird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, you’re so good. Auntie, you’re really my real auntie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao patted her arm. “Go eat—your brothers are almost finished with the meat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xibao turned back and saw her two brothers devouring fiercely; she hurried over to fight them for the meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao didn’t forget Lin Xuan and Lin Zheng: “Xuanxuan, Zhengzheng, I’ll measure you later—I’ll alter the clothes and bring them to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lin girls all knew their auntie’s clothes were numerous, mostly without patches, and beautifully colored; their faces brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Auntie,” the two girls said in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you so much, Zhaozhao,” Chen Yu looked gratefully at her younger sister-in-law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thanking her, she added: “I knitted two pairs of tiger-head shoes for San Zai and Si Zai—I’ll bring them after dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yarn was from her own old sweater, taken apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good,” Lin Zhao didn’t refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zai swallowed his meat and asked curiously: “Mother, are our tiger-head shoes the same as Brother’s?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Your tiger-head shoes were knitted by your eldest aunt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest sister-in-law was a respectable woman who never took advantage—anything she received, she always found a way to return. Knitted shoes, homemade pickles… the items weren’t expensive, but full of heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Elder Auntie,” Da Zai and Er Zai bowed politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yu found the boys delightful and smiled: “No need to thank me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Xiang sat in the corner, speaking little, yet her posture was relaxed, her body at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt the Lin family’s atmosphere was wonderful—not because of fine food or luxurious living, but because being here made her feel warm all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Xiang swiftly cleared the dishes, needing no help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiangxiang is so capable,” Lin Zhao remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a diligent girl—no matter who she married, she’d make a good life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin’s mother nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s just like your eldest aunt. Your eldest aunt can’t stand laziness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?” Lin Zhao was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She realized belatedly: “No wonder I always felt your eldest aunt looked at me strangely—like she wanted to say something but held back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin’s mother was brewing chrysanthemum tea—after-dinner tea was Lin Heling’s habit; decades later, both had grown accustomed to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your eldest aunt has been diligent since childhood—she can’t sit still. It’s natural she thought you lazy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhaozhao isn’t lazy,” Lin Heling said gently, fearing his daughter would be upset. “Studying is hard work—it drains the mind. After studying, Zhaozhao needs time to rest. Big sister just saw her relaxing and assumed she was lazy—that’s not objective.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin’s mother handed him half a teacup, smiling helplessly: “You spoil your daughter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Heling took the tea; his fingers were slightly thick but long and elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, I’ll give you a tea set someday,” Lin Zhao suddenly said. The best things belong to the best father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drinking tea from an enamel cup didn’t suit his demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. I’ll wait,” came his soft, warm voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Lin family courtyard stood an ancient pomegranate tree, beneath which sat a wooden rocking chair. Lin Heling lay on it, idly waving a palm-leaf fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sunset’s glow bathed everything, warming even the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao brought a stool and sat beside Lin Shi under the tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Lin Heling’s eyes softened with a smile; he closed them to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what’s wrong?” Lin Shi felt uneasy, instinctively checking his clothes—yes, they had patches, but were clean; his shoes were dirty and worn, but his big toe wasn’t sticking out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was fine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second brother, you and your wife…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lin Zhao finished her sentence, Lin Shi’s face darkened, a flash of revulsion crossing his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She won’t be your second sister-in-law much longer! Don’t call her that—she doesn’t deserve it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao’s emotions were complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiulian was a bomb, restless and unruly; sooner or later, she’d become a stranger to Second Brother—he knew it was only a matter of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the emotion on Second Brother’s face, she felt both pained and worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her second brother could have had a peaceful little family, just like Big Brother—everything ruined by Qiulian. That was the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The worry was that she feared he’d act impulsively and end up just as the original book had foretold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second Brother, no matter what happens, don’t act impulsively!” Lin Zhao locked her gaze on Lin Shisheng, not blinking once, her expression grimly serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Especially don’t lay hands on her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shisheng felt something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Zhaozhao already know something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Heling opened his eyes; a faint glow seemed to swirl within them. He looked at Lin Shisheng and spoke calmly, “Shisheng, listen to Zhaozhao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t ask so many questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a father, he couldn’t have missed his daughter’s changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for him and Xiwēi, as long as Zhaozhao was still Zhaozhao, whatever else she wished to say, she’d say it herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shisheng asked no more. He turned to the two sisters nearby, fiddling with a bicycle, and said firmly, “Zhaozhao, rest assured—I won’t act impulsively.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most impulsive moment was already past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What comes next is divorce—and that’s something to be glad about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhao patted her second brother’s shoulder, offering silent comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Shisheng felt warmth in his heart, yet also a touch of helpless amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhaozhao, your brother isn’t that fragile.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know,” Lin Zhao said. “But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to comfort you, Second Brother.” She thought her second brother was the unluckiest in the family—look at the life he’d been dealt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remembering the nephews hadn’t taken deworming pills, she took her satchel and, from inside it—actually from her Storage Ring—pulled out five small pills, then waved to the children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dadan, Erdan, Xibao, Xuanxuan, Zhengzheng—come here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children approached, all frowning in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, what’s up?” Xibao chirped happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ercai recognized the pills in his mother’s hand, wiped his mouth, and shouted, “Mom’s giving you deworming pills—medicine that kills the little worms in your tummy. We’ve all taken them already.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Medicine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must be bitter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children’s smiles vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Careful Dacai noticed the reluctance on his siblings’ faces and understood their fear. He added, “It’s not bitter—it’s sweet! Mom says they’re sugar pills. Only one per child.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ercai nodded his little head. “Really sweet—just like sugar. After you swallow it, you’ll poop out lots of little crawling worms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worms?” Lin Xuan’s face paled slightly; her delicate brows knitted in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated crawling things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be afraid, Sister Xuan,” Dacai said brightly. “You’ll only poop them out once. After that, don’t drink unboiled water, wash your hands before and after meals, and you won’t get worms again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, I understand,” Lin Xuan said, her expression relaxing. She clenched her fist to give herself courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the five children swallowed the deworming pills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, this actually tastes pretty good,” Dadan said, surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Erdan said, “It’s just sugar! Can it really kill worms?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ercai lifted his chin slightly, his little face proud. “You’ll find out tomorrow morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “ma” in “tomorrow morning” was drawn out—adorably so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun sank below the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With everything said and done, Lin Zhao’s family of six left Dongfeng Team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they left, Lin Shisheng stormed into the house without a word, packed up Qiulian’s clothes, and forcibly sent her away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been worrying over how to send her back—Zhaozhao’s return to her natal home was the perfect opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chance was given to Qiulian. 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