LOT -Chapter 330 Childhood Arc: Human Kindness

It turned out that as long as she had the determination to lose weight, Lin Mo could indeed do it.

But by the time she reached her teenage years, she had become even more androgynous. She refused to wear all sorts of girls’ clothing, finding it too troublesome, and would always pick up whatever hand-me-downs her older brother left behind.

In her own words, “Clothes that are too stiff aren’t comfortable. I like wearing second-hand clothes—they’re soft and easy to wear.”

The Lin parents were utterly baffled. Everyone else would be eager for new clothes, but she… preferred wearing her siblings’ old ones.

Lin Ran’s clothes had always been exquisite and luxurious, adorned with delicate embroidery. Wearing them made him a perfect little lady.

Lin Mo admired that kind of beauty but couldn’t bear the pressure it brought.

It took hours every day to get dressed and ready in such a manner, and she couldn’t manage it. So she respected her sister greatly.

Unlike her, she would just tie her hair in a ponytail, wear her brother’s hand-me-downs, and roam around the city. She had practically explored every corner of the capital.

She even knew which nearby families had children and what their names were. For her peculiar hobby, the Lin family honestly didn’t know what to do with her.

Which noble girl or official’s daughter would care about such trivial matters? How come their daughter was completely different?

“Lin Mo’er, can you stop running around the capital all the time? And why do you insist on delivering red-dyed eggs to people? You’re not related to them, so why bother?”

Mrs. Lin was on the verge of despair. By now, people assumed she had given birth to two sons and a daughter.

The last time she had chatted and had tea with other ladies, they didn’t even clearly remember whether her youngest child was a boy or a girl. Some even insisted it was a boy. She had reminded them that they had seen Lin Mo on her first birthday, but they still insisted it was a boy.

“They said, ‘Indeed, we saw your youngest on their first birthday. Wasn’t he a boy? Just recently, I saw her running around the street—so energetic, looks exactly like your Lin Da-ren.’”

Mrs. Lin got a headache listening to this. She had to emphasize that she had given birth to a daughter—one son and two daughters, not two sons and one daughter.

She still remembered how shocked those people had been.

This girl had such a talent—everyone knew she was a girl on her first birthday, yet over the years she had forcibly rewritten everyone’s impression of her gender.

People now assumed she was a boy.

Memory can be so strange—human memory automatically corrects itself. And Lin Mo was truly capable; through her own efforts over the years, she had successfully altered everyone’s memory.

Seeing her mother’s exasperated face, Lin Mo held a basket of red eggs and proudly said, “Aunt Wang just had a child, so of course I need to deliver red eggs. Remember last time we ate that dried bamboo shoot? That was a gift from them, and you said it was delicious.”

Mrs. Lin: ??? Did that really happen? Why doesn’t she remember?

The main thing was that every time Lin Mo went out, she came back with bags full of things—items she bought herself, and gifts from neighbors and others.

There were all sorts of snacks, fresh vegetables, nuts, and meats. At first, the family asked where they came from, but later they stopped asking.

Where else could they come from? They were all gifts.

Her social skills far exceeded those of the rest of the family. Even the old vegetable vendor across the street could end up chatting with her.

Seeing this messy little thing with crooked clothes and disheveled hair, Mrs. Lin helplessly waved her hand. “Alright, alright. If someone’s having a celebration, you should go. Just delivering red eggs feels a bit stingy—go pick out some gifts from the storeroom to take over.”

After all, having a child is a major event. Just a few red eggs might seem inadequate.

Even though she didn’t know who Aunt Wang was, at least she had eaten their dried bamboo shoots.

Lin Mo shook her head, wearing a look of knowing better, and began explaining: “Mother, Aunt Wang’s family are ordinary commoners. The things in our storeroom are far too precious for them.”

“If we were dealing with an official family, that would be fine. But for ordinary commoners, giving them such expensive gifts would be a huge burden—unless they were greedy people. But Aunt Wang’s family is different. They are genuinely good people.”

“If I really went to pick some items from the storeroom, do you think they would be surprised or shocked?”

Mrs. Lin was stumped. All these years, she had only dealt with wealthy families and had never interacted with ordinary commoners.

Lin Mo shook her head, inwardly pleased. She knew this perfectly.

“So mother, this basket of red eggs is already enough. For an ordinary family, eggs are already a significant gift. There are forty eggs in this basket, which counts as a substantial present.”

This time, she had given Mrs. Lin a little lesson.

And indeed, Lin Mo was right. When she took the basket to the Wang family, they were in the middle of a celebration. Seeing her arrive, they all came to greet her.

“Little Lin Mo is here! Oh, it’s enough that you came. Why did you bring so many eggs?”

Aunt Wang immediately frowned at the sheer number of eggs. “Little Lin Mo, I know your family is wealthy, but you shouldn’t spend money like this.”

Lin Mo cheerfully set down the eggs and then pulled out a small safety lock from her arms. The lock was tiny but exquisitely crafted.

“Auntie, these eggs aren’t anything. They’re from the chickens in our family farm. I just brought them from the kitchen and had them dyed red to look festive.”

“This is the real gift—the safety lock. Hang it around your granddaughter’s neck. It’s small now, but when she grows up, she can tie it to her wrist with a red string for good luck.”

Everyone in the room, relatives of the Wang family, was envious of Lin Mo’s generosity.

Aunt Wang’s daughter-in-law had given birth to a girl. Lin Mo’s family said nothing, but the relatives had opinions—they insisted a boy should be born, or the Wang family line would end.

Lin Mo wanted to punch someone. So what if it was a girl? The Wang family didn’t mind—why were these people making a fuss?

Besides, it wasn’t as if the family couldn’t make a living. The Wang family ran a small business and could support themselves. They might not have extravagant meals, but they certainly wouldn’t go hungry.

The daughter-in-law of Aunt Wang burst into tears seeing the safety lock.

Though her husband and in-laws hadn’t said much, the remarks from these relatives over the past few days had truly upset her.

Chapter 330 Childhood Arc: Human Kindness

It turned out that as long as she had the determination to lose weight, Lin Mo could indeed do it.

But by the time she reached her teenage years, she had become even more androgynous. She refused to wear all sorts of girls’ clothing, finding it too troublesome, and would always pick up whatever hand-me-downs her older brother left behind.

In her own words, “Clothes that are too stiff aren’t comfortable. I like wearing second-hand clothes—they’re soft and easy to wear.”

The Lin parents were utterly baffled. Everyone else would be eager for new clothes, but she… preferred wearing her siblings’ old ones.

Lin Ran’s clothes had always been exquisite and luxurious, adorned with delicate embroidery. Wearing them made him a perfect little lady.

Lin Mo admired that kind of beauty but couldn’t bear the pressure it brought.

It took hours every day to get dressed and ready in such a manner, and she couldn’t manage it. So she respected her sister greatly.

Unlike her, she would just tie her hair in a ponytail, wear her brother’s hand-me-downs, and roam around the city. She had practically explored every corner of the capital.

She even knew which nearby families had children and what their names were. For her peculiar hobby, the Lin family honestly didn’t know what to do with her.

Which noble girl or official’s daughter would care about such trivial matters? How come their daughter was completely different?

“Lin Mo’er, can you stop running around the capital all the time? And why do you insist on delivering red-dyed eggs to people? You’re not related to them, so why bother?”

Mrs. Lin was on the verge of despair. By now, people assumed she had given birth to two sons and a daughter.

The last time she had chatted and had tea with other ladies, they didn’t even clearly remember whether her youngest child was a boy or a girl. Some even insisted it was a boy. She had reminded them that they had seen Lin Mo on her first birthday, but they still insisted it was a boy.

“They said, ‘Indeed, we saw your youngest on their first birthday. Wasn’t he a boy? Just recently, I saw her running around the street—so energetic, looks exactly like your Lin Da-ren.’”

Mrs. Lin got a headache listening to this. She had to emphasize that she had given birth to a daughter—one son and two daughters, not two sons and one daughter.

She still remembered how shocked those people had been.

This girl had such a talent—everyone knew she was a girl on her first birthday, yet over the years she had forcibly rewritten everyone’s impression of her gender.

People now assumed she was a boy.

Memory can be so strange—human memory automatically corrects itself. And Lin Mo was truly capable; through her own efforts over the years, she had successfully altered everyone’s memory.

Seeing her mother’s exasperated face, Lin Mo held a basket of red eggs and proudly said, “Aunt Wang just had a child, so of course I need to deliver red eggs. Remember last time we ate that dried bamboo shoot? That was a gift from them, and you said it was delicious.”

Mrs. Lin: ??? Did that really happen? Why doesn’t she remember?

The main thing was that every time Lin Mo went out, she came back with bags full of things—items she bought herself, and gifts from neighbors and others.

There were all sorts of snacks, fresh vegetables, nuts, and meats. At first, the family asked where they came from, but later they stopped asking.

Where else could they come from? They were all gifts.

Her social skills far exceeded those of the rest of the family. Even the old vegetable vendor across the street could end up chatting with her.

Seeing this messy little thing with crooked clothes and disheveled hair, Mrs. Lin helplessly waved her hand. “Alright, alright. If someone’s having a celebration, you should go. Just delivering red eggs feels a bit stingy—go pick out some gifts from the storeroom to take over.”

After all, having a child is a major event. Just a few red eggs might seem inadequate.

Even though she didn’t know who Aunt Wang was, at least she had eaten their dried bamboo shoots.

Lin Mo shook her head, wearing a look of knowing better, and began explaining: “Mother, Aunt Wang’s family are ordinary commoners. The things in our storeroom are far too precious for them.”

“If we were dealing with an official family, that would be fine. But for ordinary commoners, giving them such expensive gifts would be a huge burden—unless they were greedy people. But Aunt Wang’s family is different. They are genuinely good people.”

“If I really went to pick some items from the storeroom, do you think they would be surprised or shocked?”

Mrs. Lin was stumped. All these years, she had only dealt with wealthy families and had never interacted with ordinary commoners.

Lin Mo shook her head, inwardly pleased. She knew this perfectly.

“So mother, this basket of red eggs is already enough. For an ordinary family, eggs are already a significant gift. There are forty eggs in this basket, which counts as a substantial present.”

This time, she had given Mrs. Lin a little lesson.

And indeed, Lin Mo was right. When she took the basket to the Wang family, they were in the middle of a celebration. Seeing her arrive, they all came to greet her.

“Little Lin Mo is here! Oh, it’s enough that you came. Why did you bring so many eggs?”

Aunt Wang immediately frowned at the sheer number of eggs. “Little Lin Mo, I know your family is wealthy, but you shouldn’t spend money like this.”

Lin Mo cheerfully set down the eggs and then pulled out a small safety lock from her arms. The lock was tiny but exquisitely crafted.

“Auntie, these eggs aren’t anything. They’re from the chickens in our family farm. I just brought them from the kitchen and had them dyed red to look festive.”

“This is the real gift—the safety lock. Hang it around your granddaughter’s neck. It’s small now, but when she grows up, she can tie it to her wrist with a red string for good luck.”

Everyone in the room, relatives of the Wang family, was envious of Lin Mo’s generosity.

Aunt Wang’s daughter-in-law had given birth to a girl. Lin Mo’s family said nothing, but the relatives had opinions—they insisted a boy should be born, or the Wang family line would end.

Lin Mo wanted to punch someone. So what if it was a girl? The Wang family didn’t mind—why were these people making a fuss?

Besides, it wasn’t as if the family couldn’t make a living. The Wang family ran a small business and could support themselves. They might not have extravagant meals, but they certainly wouldn’t go hungry.

The daughter-in-law of Aunt Wang burst into tears seeing the safety lock.

Though her husband and in-laws hadn’t said much, the remarks from these relatives over the past few days had truly upset her.