Rebirth: My Mother is a Virgin Mary

What does "bad at but fun loving" mean?

Xin Zhui Zhui is it.

Fortunately we got back in time, otherwise the firefighters would have had to drive their cars to put out the fire.

In the living room, Xin Zhuizhui stood in the middle, picking her fingers guiltily, her big, round eyes like grapes glancing back and forth at the three of us, as if looking for the best person to "strike" at.

"Xiao Lin Lin~" Zhui Zhui's voice was already sweet and sticky, and when she picked it up, I instantly got goose bumps all over my body.

"Speak properly!" I put on a serious face, "Do you know how dangerous what you did was? How dare you use a lighter without turning off the gas! If we hadn't come back in time, we would have collected your body!"

I still feel scared when I think of the scene I saw when I came back.

When Zhui Zhui burned the food, his first reaction was to smoke a cigarette to calm down...

Calm down. Stay calm until your next life.

"Xin Zhuizhui, get back to Ottawa tomorrow!" Mu Zijin had a stern expression and a tough attitude.

"I don't want to! Bro, I promise there won't be a next time!"

"That's what you said last time the kitchen in the old house caught fire!"

Mu Zijin pinched his brows and felt a little overwhelmed.

"Last time, only the kitchen was burned and you were not there. But this time is different. This is a residential building. If something really happens, the consequences will be disastrous. The property loss doesn't matter, but if something happens to you, how can I explain it to my uncle and aunt?" Mu Zijin didn't even dare to think about what terrible things would happen if they came back a few minutes later. "It's okay if you like cooking, no one disagrees with you learning, but Zhuizhui, you are already twenty-one years old, and you should also know basic common sense."

Xiaowan told me that because Zhui Zhui likes cooking, her uncle put a lot of effort into her and even went to New Oriental several times. But maybe she didn't study hard or she really didn't have the talent, so she failed every time.

Tears as big as beans fell from her eyes. "Brother, sister, sister, I really know I was wrong. I will never go into the kitchen again. I... just wanted to cook a meal for you..."

Xiao Wan couldn't bear it, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, as long as you are okay."

Even last time, Zhui Zhui never said "I will never go into the kitchen again". Mu Zijin shook his head helplessly, "Don't do that again!"

When Zhui Zhui saw that Mu Zijin didn't blame her anymore, she immediately stopped crying and said, "Thank you, brother! I knew that brother is the best!"

"Deduct two months' pocket money."

"No!!!" Xin Zhuizhui cried again, and this time she really cried.

Xin Zhuizhui nestled in my arms and told me about her bumpy cooking journey, "Actually, I'm pretty good at cooking Western food. After all, I don't need to cook much. Two slices of bread with some sauce, lettuce and tomatoes can make a meal. White people's food is the worst!"

"I just want to learn Chinese cuisine. I've studied it at New Oriental, but it's too hard to understand! What does 'appropriate amount' mean? How to control the high, medium or low heat? How hot does the oil have to be to prevent the pan from sticking? It's harder than the calculus I learned..."

I see. What science and engineering majors need is precise control of variables.

"When I come back from my studies, I'm going to make a robot myself!"

I played with her hair. "Make a robot to cook for you?"

"No! I want it to accurately convert the variables for me!"

The ideal is lofty and commendable.

The rich second generation who doesn’t want to be a scientist is not a good cook.

"Ah Lin, I want to stay with you and Wan Wan forever. Can I transfer to your school?"

"Stop!" She was admitted to the University of Ottawa based on her own ability. Even if she wanted to return to China to study, she would have to consider the 985 and 211 universities. Our school is not worthy of her.

"You're not not coming back. If all else fails, Xiaowan and I can go abroad to visit you." Thinking of this, I turned around and asked Mu Zijin, who was sitting on the other side and checking text messages, "Does your family have a private jet?"

"Yes, but you can't fly at any time. It is also subject to aviation control and airspace restrictions. You need to report in advance, and international flights are more strict."

I raised my eyebrows. At least the plane ticket doesn't cost money.

Xiaowan was fiddling with her new gadget. I discovered very early on that she had a talent for photography. Every time she took a photo for us, the composition and angle were perfect, and the photo looked exactly as it was.

I know photography equipment is expensive, but when I really get into it, I realize it’s too expensive…

No wonder everyone who has a sniper rifle cherishes it so much. It is really a very expensive hobby.

Xiaowan held her SLR camera and took photos in every corner of the house, recording what she thought was beautiful. Then, she pointed her camera at us.

Mu Zijin took Zhui Zhui from my arms like a chick, and sat beside me calmly, smiling gently, as Zhui Zhui’s howling was for nothing.

"Wow! This is a great shot!" Xiaowan looked at her results with great satisfaction.

"Remember to send it to me."

Huh? I finally understood. Did he do that just to take a photo with me?

As for...

Unable to rate.

When we chased Mu Zijin away for the sixth time, he left reluctantly.

I had a video chat with Ms. Lin in the evening, and it was the first time I told her about the Mu family. Of course, I embellished the story and omitted the part about how I was injured.

I thought Ms. Lin would be shocked, or at least surprised, after hearing the name of the Mu family...

No…

Absolutely not!

"Well, it's just a matter of time." Ms. Lin was unusually calm.

Wow, so interesting... From what Ms. Lin said, she already knew that I would become the goddaughter of the Mu family?

Would it be the same even if Xiaowan hadn't happened?

Oh my god, what other surprises do you have that I don’t know about?

Maybe even Ms. Lin felt that her reaction was too calm, too calm. She took a sip of water and explained to me, "Your uncle has a close relationship with his family, and even I, his sister, have benefited a lot from him."

"When I was young, I almost went to work for Huayuan. If I had gone there, with your mother's ability, I might have become a senior executive."

I was puzzled: "Why not go? It's a stable job anyway."

"I was so ambitious back then, I always thought it was just charity. I have to rely on myself, not on the connections of my brother's comrades' families."

"To put it bluntly, it's just artificial. I blocked my own chance to see the world."

Ms. Lin told me a lot about her youth. She always lost many opportunities to improve herself because of her unfounded self-esteem and arrogance. At that time, she felt that she didn't need to rely on these things. She didn't want others to mention her as Lin Qingliang's daughter or Lin Daiping's sister. She wanted to make a name for herself.

In the end, nothing was accomplished.

In her own words, apart from this clothing store, she has achieved nothing and does not even have a decent house. Although it seems glorious, it is actually "all show and no substance".

Ms. Lin said with some regret, “If I could go back to my twenties, I would never reject the olive branch extended by Huayuan.”