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Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband

After Lin Xu died, she discovered that the world she was in was a novel. Her eldest son liked to imprison the female protagonist of the novel, engaging in sinister villainous acts with a dark room play. Her youngest son would unfailingly draw substitute's blood and snatch substitutes' kidneys for the female protagonist’s legal antagonist — his unrequited love. Her only daughter was the romantic fool forever revolving around the male protagonist of the novel. If children are not disciplined, the mother is to blame. After being reborn, Lin Xu felt she should step in and discipline her wayward children. However, before she could take action, her eldest son’s dark, handsome, and usually cold face blushed slightly as he asked in a low voice, “Can I touch my head?” The middle son snorted and turned his head, his tone petulant, “I... I don’t want to go home, but if you insist, I'll do it begrudgingly.” The youngest daughter rushed over, mercilessly pushing her brothers aside, “Mom, come and teach me how to solve this problem~” Latter, both sons fought over the bowl of noodles Lin Xu cooked. What was a novel’s female protagonist? Nothing compared to their mother. The daughter transformed herself, letting nothing from any novel’s male protagonist interfere with her studies! The family was blissfully happy. Latter, the revived, amnesiac husband suddenly appeared, cornering her against the wall, his eyes full of struggle, “Even if you're married, I still love you.” Lin Xu pretended to be serious, “Is that so, then what should we do?” He hugged her tightly, his voice muffled and pained, “Divorce him!” Lin Xu chuckled secretly, “I’ll divorce him right away.” Latter, after the husband regained his memory, he said through gritted teeth, “Over my dead body will we divorce!”

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Chapter 82 Lin Xu and Her Mother Look Alike

Lin Xu was in a cheerful mood as she ate the barbecue, happily swinging her little legs.

"Do you like eating skewers that much?" Ji Zeqiu murmured softly, looking at the skewers on the table.

In a daze, he realized the last time he had barbecue was actually twenty years ago.

In his memory, his mother had really liked barbecue.

Sometimes late at night, she would sneak out with his father to eat, and when they returned, he'd catch them and smell the grilled meat on her.

The next time they went to eat, they would bring back one or two skewers for him, then watch as he sweated profusely from the spiciness, laughing nonstop beside him.

There was no sense of a mother's awareness to care for her son.

Suddenly, the memory was abruptly interrupted.

Ji Zeqiu pinched his nose bridge, annoyed. He had been inexplicably recalling things about his mother lately.

He clearly shouldn't be thinking of those.

He shook his head, clearing all these memories from his mind.