LOT -Chapter 297 Past Life Arc: Lin Mo – I’m Not Someone You Can Bully!

“Orphan Lin Xiaomo! Dirty Lin Xiaomo! We don’t want to play with her. I even saw her picking up trash to eat last night.”

“I saw it too. No wonder she doesn’t have parents. Her mom and dad must’ve abandoned her because she’s so filthy.”

Hearing their voices, a sly glint flashed in Lin Mo’s eyes. She immediately raised her voice and shouted, “Exam scores are out! Zhang Ke got second to last, and Chen Mi got last place!”

All the kids living in this building attended the same nearby school. With Lin Mo shouting like that, everyone in the building could hear her.

The two kids froze in horror. They hadn’t told their parents about the test. If their parents found out, they were done for—their butts would be beaten until they bloomed!

Sure enough, within moments two women rushed downstairs wearing aprons, bamboo switches in hand.

“Chen Mi! Get over here! You didn’t even tell me about the exam! Your wings have gotten stiff, huh?!”

“Zhang Ke! You dare score second to last?! Last time you were third to last. And now you dare drop to second to last?!”

The two children were grabbed by their furious mothers and beaten so hard they cried like ghosts. Lin Mo squatted nearby, gleefully adding fuel to the fire:

“Last time Zhang Ke copied someone else’s answers! The teacher caught him, and all his scores were zeroed! So that time he was actually dead last.”

Zhang Ke stared at Lin Mo in terror. Are you the devil?!

Hearing that, Zhang’s mother swung her bamboo switch even faster. While hitting him she scolded,

“I spend so much money on tutoring every month, and THIS is what I get?!”

Zhang Ke sobbed, “Mom, I really tried! I just can’t understand the lessons… but I really improved! I was last place before, now I’m second to last. I moved up one spot—you said if I made progress you’d reward me!”

Zhang’s mom roared, grinding her teeth, “Reward you? I’ll reward you with a few more bamboo stripes! Look at Lin Mo—no one tutors her and she still ranks in the top few in the class! Why don’t you learn from her?”

Lin Mo grinned smugly. Hmph! That’s what you get for talking about me! Let your mothers beat you to death.

She even walked over, pretending to sigh righteously, “Auntie Zhang, Zhang Ke is always causing trouble at school. Even the teachers can’t handle him. He pulls girls’ braids, and he even writes love letters to them. I told him not to, but he never listens.”

“Unlike me—I only know how to study. Sigh… if only I were as good at playing around as he is.”

Zhang Ke: … What nonsense are you even talking about?! When did you ever warn me?! Didn’t you HELP me send those letters?!

Beside them, Chen Mi didn’t dare utter a single sound, terrified Lin Mo might expose his school misdeeds too.

With Lin Mo’s constant “helpful reports,” the two kids were beaten miserably—wailing, snot and tears everywhere. Chen Mi wasn’t spared either.

Lin Mo trotted over to Chen Mi’s mother, squatted, and righteously declared, “Auntie Chen, during the exam Chen Mi pooped in his pants. He begged me not to tell you, and he even threw the pants away.”

Chen Mi’s eyes widened in shock. Weren’t you on Zhang Ke’s side just now?! Why are you sabotaging me too?!

Chen’s mother slapped Chen Mi’s backside immediately.

“You threw those pants away?! And you pooped during the exam?! Couldn’t you go BEFORE the exam?! I wondered where those pants went—those were the ones you begged me to buy you! Don’t even think about new clothes anymore!”

The two children were beaten so miserably that even ghosts would pity them, but Lin Mo just sat there cheerfully watching, chiming in occasionally.

She was not someone who let others bully her.

So what if she had no parents? She could still live just fine on her own.

She did have a mother once. But a few years ago, her mother packed up and left, never returning. Since then, she had lived alone.

As for her father—she had no memory of him. She’d heard he’d died in a work accident. The compensation payout had been delayed for years, so she and her mother had lived a difficult life.

To be honest, she didn’t feel much attachment to her mother. They barely interacted. From as far back as she could remember, she played alone. Her mother only cried and complained all day, never caring for her. So once her mother left, Lin Mo actually felt relieved and freer.

The government originally wanted to send her to an orphanage, but suddenly a “relative” appeared out of nowhere. On paper, they adopted her—but in reality, she still lived alone.

She overheard the neighbors saying that her father’s compensation money had finally been issued, and that relative had taken it. That was why they wanted to “adopt” her.

Still, they did send her some money each month—barely enough for her to scrape by.

As evening fell, Lin Mo grabbed her little cloth bag and headed to the market with an old granny from the building.

The vegetables at this hour were the cheapest, and there were often free scraps—half-wilted leaves, broken stems—plenty to collect.

When the old granny saw her, she widened her eyes.

“You little girl! Why are you always fighting with an old woman like me for vegetables? Can’t you pity this poor granny?”

Lin Mo put her hands on her hips and glared back, “And why are YOU always fighting with a poor little girl like me for vegetables? I have no dad and no mom and live such a hard life. Can’t you pity ME instead?”

She said it with full righteousness, brimming with cunning energy—nothing like a pitiful orphan.

The granny was speechless. She could only glare and start picking vegetables faster.

Lin Mo snorted triumphantly. Hehe, I won again today!

Kids were faster than elders, and in this market Lin Mo was like a fish in water. Many stall owners knew her and knew she was a pitiful child.

“here—these are leftover vegetables. Auntie’s too lazy to take them home. You take them and eat.”

“Kid, I still have some leftover meat. Take a bit home. Help uncle lighten his load.”

Everyone pitied her, cursing that relative who took the compensation money yet didn’t care for the child.

Lin Mo happily accepted everything and thanked them sweetly. She patted her small chest proudly and declared:

“Thank you, uncles and aunties! If you ever need my help with anything, just say the word. I, Lin Mo, will risk my life for you!”

Everyone burst out laughing.

This little girl was wonderful—bright, clever, and so cheerfully resilient.