Rebirth: My Mother is a Virgin Mary

I slapped my forehead, thinking how stupid and naive I was back then. I believed everything after going through so much!

As for Cheng Antai and his son's motive for harming me, it was very simple, they just didn't want me to do well in the exam. My grades at the time were obvious to all, while Cheng Xinlin was average, in an ordinary science class, and if he performed well in the college entrance examination, he could barely get into a key university. He had been grudged me since he was a child, and he was narrow-minded, and couldn't stand me being better than him, so he went to great lengths to make me miss one exam, and even if I repeated the year and took the exam again, I wouldn't be in the same class as me, just to make sure that all the family's attention was on him that year. In his opinion, as long as he successfully got into college, no matter how well I did in the repeat year, he would always be better than me...

Tsk, what the hell, he's always thinking about being better than me, but what is he better than? Height? That shouldn't be the case, if he's a grown man and not as tall as me, he'd be dead~ I rolled my eyes, full of contempt for Cheng Xinlin. Cheng Antai and his son arranged this, just because they thought I had to repeat the year. Didn't many people think the same way at the time? My parents, teachers...

But who says you have to repeat a grade if you miss a subject?

Don't mention them, I myself didn't expect that I could do so well in the exam...

The night before the college entrance examination results came out, Teacher Meng excitedly called Ms. Lin. I remember that the school knew the results earlier than the candidates at that time; the score line came out a few days in advance. My college entrance examination score exceeded the first-tier line by 15 points even though I didn't take the English test. Even though less than 5% of liberal arts students in the school passed the first-tier line, I still ranked among the top. Ms. Lin happily hugged me and turned around three times. She said, "Lin Lin! With your results, if you repeat a year, you will definitely be the top scorer next year!" Even Teacher Meng said that if I had taken the English test and performed normally, I might have been the top scorer.

When everyone knew my results, they all thought: How awesome would it be if I had passed the English test! They also thought: How awesome would it be if I repeated the year! But no one thought, what if I didn’t repeat the year? Except for myself…

I rolled over on the bed, feeling that there was some destiny in the universe, just like Cheng Antai and his son racked their brains to ruin my college entrance examination this year. They could never have imagined that my scores in three subjects would be higher than Cheng Xinlin's in four subjects, and they certainly didn't expect that I had no intention of repeating the year and directly applied for university.

No one knows how much I want to escape from this home.

Lin Qingmei was furious with me after she found out. Even Cheng Xingmin persuaded me once: since there is no tuition fee anyway, you can just repeat the year. Not to mention my teachers, they came to my house one by one in groups to persuade me. The head of the grade came, the vice principal came, and finally the principal came. They had only one purpose, to persuade me to repeat the year. Each of them believed that if I repeated the year, I would definitely achieve immeasurable results! They even fantasized that by this time next year, this small county would have a champion in the liberal arts in the college entrance examination, and the school would wash away the "injustice" of "not being good at liberal arts", and the teachers who taught me would be incomparable~

In their eyes, my not repeating the grade was an irreversible mistake. Different people came to our house every day to persuade me. It was then that I knew that there were so many relatives in my family. Not all of them persuaded me to repeat the grade. Some also persuaded Lin Qingmei to respect my ideas, but Lin Qingmei politely retorted. In her opinion, those were villains who did not want the best for our family...

The turning point came when the principal came to my house for the third time, but this time he didn't come to persuade me to repeat the year. He brought some good news: after knowing my situation, a key political and legal university in the province took the initiative to propose that as long as I applied, no matter what major I was in, I would be admitted. According to the admissions of this university in previous years, I was still 120 or 130 points away from the minimum standard, but the school said that this was not a problem. They had learned about my usual grades through the principal, and they fully met their standards for special admission. In the case that I had been in a stalemate with them, this was nothing more than the best option, and Ms. Lin and the others agreed by default. I am also very grateful to the principal. He knew that I really didn't want to repeat the year and didn't care about fame and fortune, so he also tried to help me go to a better place. What's more, I know that this time my results are also extraordinary. For my math score, + is usually good, but it was + in the college entrance examination. I am not talented in math, and repeating another year will not be much better...

A blessing in disguise ~ I am lying in bed, now analyzing what Cheng Antai and his son did to me. I wonder if they beat their chests and stamped their feet when they knew I was admitted to the China University of Political Science and Law.

At that time, everyone's attention was on me. People who were close to me or not had to come to my house to talk to me before they were done. No one cared how many points Cheng Xinlin got in the exam or what school he could apply for. I raised my eyebrows. No wonder Cheng Xinlin's hatred for me only increased. Things did not develop as he expected. Instead, I took away all his attention. It would be strange if he was not angry to death. Thinking about it this way, I felt a little happy. What happened? He failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice! His grades did not reach the first-tier line, but there were many choices for the second-tier. He could have sought help from professional application teachers for reference. I don't know if he was angry with me, but he decided to apply for a school by himself. As a result, with so many choices, he either applied too high or too low. I don't know where he got the confidence from. No one agreed to transfer. In the end, he was rejected, rejected, and rejected again. He was admitted to a Sino-foreign joint venture major of a third-tier medical school in another province. The tuition fee was too high. Cheng Antai and Li Meixian ran a small restaurant. The business could support their livelihood but they could not afford too much. In desperation, Cheng Xinlin chose to repeat his studies.

Restaurant? Oh~ I turned my eyes and saw another piece of evidence that Cheng Antai had harmed me. Cheng Antai was trained as a chef, so he naturally knew what kind of food and what kind of situation would produce what kind of reaction. He also had the tools to operate it~ After thinking about these, I understood why Cheng Antai and his friends had a look of as if they had eaten shit when the so-called family dinner was actually a graduation banquet for me. Humph, you deserve it!

When school started, I was a junior. Cheng Xinlin repeated a year and was admitted to a good medical school in the province. The clinical major had a five-year study period. Indeed, in my previous life, I graduated two years before he did. I rolled my eyes again. No matter how well he studied his major, Cheng Xinlin's character and quality made him an insult to the profession of doctor!

The day before the university started, I went to the hospital to visit my grandmother. Her health was getting worse and worse, and I couldn't even recognize her. I didn't have that much affection for her, but after all, we were related by blood. Whether I forgave her or not was one thing, but whether I visited her or not was another. Since my grandfather passed away, her attitude towards me has changed a lot. I heard that she kept talking about me on the hospital bed, so it was reasonable for me to visit her.

When I saw my grandmother again in the hospital, I was stunned even though I didn't have deep feelings for her. It was only half a year, but she was so thin, just skin and bones, with deep eye sockets, thinning hair, and vicissitudes of life. The rich and graceful old lady disappeared, and in front of me was just a skinny and frail old man. When she saw me, her deep and turbid eyes brightened for a moment, and she stretched out her shriveled hand tremblingly, trying to pull me to sit next to her. I didn't hold the hand that wanted to touch me, but just sat next to her, with my head slightly lowered, without even the courage to look up at her, I didn't even know what to say. She was pitiful, and my heart was also contradictory. People say "a dying person's words are kind", I couldn't bear to be cold and heartless to her again, but I couldn't forgive what she had done to me before, the cold cellar, the slender willow branches, the needles for sewing shoe soles... When I was a child, I always associated her image with Rong Mama, who was sinister and mean. Those painful days are too painful to recall. I will never forgive her. Her current exhausted appearance only makes me feel sad. In fact, her disease can be cured. The doctor said that as long as she is willing to spend money, she can live another two or three years. I don’t know if she still wants to live, but I am sure that her filial children don’t want to be treated. I once heard Cheng Xingmin talking on the phone with his second aunt, and the gist of it was that there was no point in spending so much money, and the result would be the same if she lived for another two years.

I looked up at my grandmother, her eyes were filled with tears. She must have known what her children were thinking. Even if she wanted to live but didn't have the ability, would she be unwilling to accept it? Or would she accept it calmly? Would she blame her children? I don't know, and I don't want to know. Even if I were in this situation, I couldn't guarantee that I would make a different choice.

Grandma waved her hand, and the others in the ward left, leaving only the two of us. "In my life..." I was shocked when Grandma spoke. How could her voice be so hoarse? I thought it would be difficult for her to speak, but not so... "I'm over 80... I've lived enough..." It was a simple sentence, but she had to take several breaths to finish it. "I'm worthy of... everyone... except... you..." She burst into tears, her voice became lower and lower, and she couldn't stop coughing. I stroked her back, helped her breathe, and brought her a glass of water. I didn't mean well. If she had something happen when she was alone with me, I could imagine what those people would do.

Maybe my action made her feel close to me, she excitedly grabbed my hand and said, "Child... I'm sorry for you, your father is sorry for you, this family is sorry for you, I regret it!"