LOT – Chapter 190 The Vice Minister of Personnel Wants to Become Lin Family’s God-Kin

The officials who had disguised themselves to watch the commotion all skillfully took out peanuts and melon seeds.

As they cracked seeds, they gloated: “Life is getting more and more entertaining. The capital is getting more and more lively.”

Another person agreed: “Exactly. Among our generation, the healthiest one is definitely Minister Lin. With his style of ‘exercise,’ I think he can live to a hundred.”

At this moment, the hundred-year-longevity candidate—Minister Lin—was already dragging his little brat home.

He could only carry one of them; the other was too tall, so that one obediently followed behind.

Even while being hauled along by her father, Lin Mo still didn’t forget to greet familiar faces along the street.

“Uncle Liu, buying groceries? Making rib soup for your granddaughter? Nice, nice—very nutritious.”

“Aunt Wang, heading to the west city for pastries? Jinxin Pavilion has the best ones. The others aren’t that good.”

“Er Gouzi, your father beat you again? What a coincidence, me too. Don’t cry, don’t cry—just apologize when you get home, it’ll be fine.”

Standing in the back, Bai Xiao watched this scene with no idea what to even say.

【Momo, have you memorized the entire population of the capital?】

When he had nothing to do, he’d check up on her occasionally, and this person could recognize everyone just passing by on the roadside. Considering all the gossip she’d inhaled during the 15 years he wasn’t here… how much had she eaten?

Minister Lin felt completely numb.
Did this look like someone who was being dragged home to be punished? She was still greeting people while being carried.

And “what a coincidence, you too”? What are you? Did I hit you? I hit the ground the whole time, okay?!

Once back home, Lin Mo and Bai Xiao kneeled instantly—their movements smooth, flawless, and well-practiced.

“Father, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have gone over to add fuel to the fire while someone else was disciplining their child.”

Lin Mo had become very good at summarizing her mistakes. She made mistakes, apologized, then continued making the same mistakes afterward. It had already become a dead loop.

Bai Xiao also lowered his head and muttered softly: “I was wrong too. I should’ve watched her properly instead of cracking melon seeds while watching the show.”

Yes—while Lin Mo was giving someone a ‘parenting lecture,’ this guy was standing beside her eating melon seeds.

“But I did try to stop her once. I tugged her sleeve.”

Minister Lin: “And when she didn’t listen, you just stood there watching the show, didn’t you? Can the two of you please spare me some peace!”

“It’s fortunate the Assistant Minister of Justice and the Vice Minister of Personnel aren’t petty people. If you ran into a petty one, what would you do? Mixing yourself into someone else’s family business is just asking to be hated.”

Most officials on court were decent people now, but accidents could happen. Someone might be good today and not tomorrow—human nature was the hardest thing to predict.

Even good people had dark thoughts sometimes. Maybe someone usually didn’t care, but what if one day they woke up in a bad mood? Then you’d be walking straight into the gun barrel.

“All right, stop kneeling. Staying here won’t help—when it’s time for you to make trouble, you’ll still make trouble. I only hope you take some of my words to heart.”

The two immediately nodded eagerly. “We did! We did! We heard every word!”

While these two were being lectured, the two who’d been beaten by their own fathers were wailing at home.

“It wasn’t our fault! We just went to eat! Who knew those two were scammers?!”

“We were deceived emotionally too! I even wanted to hire that Qingzhi as a cook! She totally betrayed my kindness!”

Wei Zheng’an sobbed tragically. Even though he lost no money, had eaten for free at the scammers’ place for half a month, and even received two folding fans he’d been reluctant to buy… his feelings had been betrayed.

“Mother, look how Father beat me!”

He looked pitifully at his mother. But the wife of the Assistant Minister of Justice just leaned lazily to the side eating snacks, watching her son’s theatrics.

“Isn’t it just a few smacks? You should learn from Little Lord Lin. But don’t learn her troublemaking skills—she won’t die from it, but you’ll definitely die if you try.”

Wei Zheng’an: …Is this my real mother?

Meanwhile, Qin Zheng’s family was even more absurd. He firmly believed it was a restaurant.

“Father, Mother, believe me—it really was a restaurant! How was I supposed to know it was a shady operation? Now I’m terrified the meat I ate was human meat.”

Qin Zheng was genuinely worried about his health. He’d read too many martial-arts stories; the ‘human-meat restaurant’ trope was everywhere.

“Mother, I didn’t eat human meat, right? The more I think about it, the more I want to throw up… I ate there for half a month!”

The Vice Minister of Personnel and his wife: …Can someone help our idiot son grow a brain?

Who in the capital would dare cook human meat?! This wasn’t some wilderness with no law.

In the capital, if a person went missing, the authorities would be notified immediately. Who would wait around to be turned into meat buns?

“Do something about your son. With a brain like this, how will he ever find a wife?!”

The Vice Minister’s wife was nearly distressed to tears. When he was young, she had been ecstatic—her son was handsome.

But the older he grew, the more anxious she became. Not because he was useless, but because he was too innocent.

The Vice Minister sighed: “It’s fine, don’t worry. Even though our son is a bit too innocent, he’s always had good luck. As the ancients say, fools have fool’s fortune. He might be that type.”

It was true—he did seem to have ‘fool’s luck.’ Every time someone tried to scheme against him, or he got into a mess, something would solve it for him.

From the cousin incident, to other small matters, and now this scam…

Each time, Qin Zheng narrowly avoided disaster and came out unharmed.

The Vice Minister’s wife thought about it and realized it was indeed like that—and every time, Little Lord Lin’s shadow appeared somewhere.

“Every time our son escapes danger, Little Lord Lin seems to be involved. Do you think she might be our son’s lucky star?”

The two stared at each other—and immediately decided to take their son tomorrow to recognize a god-kin relationship.

Even if nothing else, becoming her god-brother would at least let him bask in some good fortune!

The next morning at court, the Vice Minister of Personnel brought it up with Minister Lin.

Minister Lin stared blankly: …What is happening? Why are you suddenly trying to make your son my godson? I don’t lack sons…?

“Please think it over carefully, Minister Lin. I’ll trouble you!”