What? The triplets in my belly are villains?

When Yin Zhiwei thought of this, a bright light rose in her gray eyes, she straightened her back and smiled. From this moment on, she was the 20-year-old mother Yin Zhiwei.

Looking at the living room and open kitchen in front of me, I found the warm and bright decoration very consistent with the style of the original owner's family.

She walked confidently into the kitchen. She was starving and wanted to cook for herself.

Although she had never done it before, the original owner had done it before. She had the original owner's memories, so it should be quite simple...

System: Observe Observe (●—●)

She opened the refrigerator, looked at the vegetables inside, and recalled the original owner's memory. She found that the most cooked dish was scrambled eggs with tomatoes, so she would just make what she was familiar with.

Take out a tomato and three eggs. Or take another one. She likes eggs, so put more.

How do you cut a tomato? Oh yes, that's how you cut it. Clang, the tomato slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

Yin Zhiwei looked at the kitchen knife in his hand, then at the tomatoes on the ground. Which step was wrong?

Then she looked at the chopping board with red soup on it. Oh, it seemed like she hadn't washed the chopping board.

Quickly pick up the tomatoes that fell on the ground and rinse them under the tap. They are okay and can still be eaten. You won’t get sick if you eat them even if they are not clean.

She rinsed the chopping board under the faucet, rolled up her sleeves, and started fighting again. She didn't believe that she, with the memories of the original owner, couldn't cut tomatoes or cook properly!

The system in the system space had a look of dismay on its face. It wanted to dissuade Yin Zhiwei several times, but it didn't know how to make her give up cooking in a tactful and non-discouraging way.

In the end, the implicit system couldn't figure it out, and could only watch Yin Zhiwei holding the kitchen knife in a dangerous posture, as if he was going to kill someone.

Every time you cut a tomato, it will fall to the ground, and eventually it will turn into a watery tomato.

As for the four eggs, half of the eggshells fell into the bowl filled with egg liquid, and half of the egg liquid spilled into the trash can in the process of picking out the eggshells.

The system trembled silently in the system space, looked at the smoky kitchen, and silently swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva.

System: Help, its host's cooking is so scary!

Yin Zhiwei was also scared and hid around in the kitchen, holding the pot lid to cover her face. Her face was very important and nothing could happen to her.

Why is smoke black?

Why is oil bursting everywhere?

Why is scrambled eggs with tomatoes so difficult to make?

Doesn't she have the original owner's memories? Why is it so difficult for her to cook?

Eh? What's the next step? How come she forgot?

Finally, I turned off the fire and opened the window in one go. Ahem, I forgot to turn on the range hood, ahem…

Yin Zhiwei sat at the dining table, crossed her arms obediently on the table, and blinked her eyes at the black, nameless delicacy on the plate.

Yin Zhiwei looked around and smiled unconfidently, "System, do you think this is edible?"

The system is so angry that it’s about to laugh. How can I still eat it?

[After system inspection, this... unknown dish has the horrific consequence of sending people to the hospital and being issued a critical illness notice on the spot after eating it. Please think twice, host.]

They will eat you to death without making a sound.

The system complained silently, not knowing what was wrong with its host. The original owner's skills clearly showed proficient cooking skills, but how come they were gone when it came to the host? The oil painting skills were clearly inherited.

Yin Zhiwei smiled awkwardly. She might need to be admitted to the hospital, but she shouldn't be issued a critical illness notice. She felt that the system was threatening her.

At this moment, she felt the movement of feet in her stomach, and quickly touched their little footprints and fist prints to comfort them.

"You smelled it, right? You don't want mom to eat it, right? Don't worry, mom won't eat it. Mom definitely won't eat it."

Yin Zhiwei is quite conscious of her cooking skills. When she was in the army, the team leader of the outdoor barbecue team always asked her to stay away and never let her get involved in anything related to cooking.

Her captain and teammates all said that her intelligence and talent were earned by her cooking skills that could kill people, but she just thought they were exaggerating. How could she possibly kill people?

If she hadn't relied on the original owner's memories, and hadn't been curious and wanted to try it, she would never have entered the kitchen.

As expected, curiosity kills the cat!

She couldn't touch cooking unless the system could give her a skill related to cooking.

It’s a pity that I threw this plate of black... um... charcoal into the trash can and will throw it away when I go downstairs.

She looked up and saw that the kitchen looked like it had just been fought in a war. How could she clean it up? She didn't want to clean up a garbage dump.

"System, do you have cleaning service?" Yin Zhiwei blinked his eyes full of anticipation.

[No, host]

Yin Zhiwei lowered her head in disappointment. Well, then she could only... pay someone to clean it up.

I took out my cell phone, found a housekeeping service with relatively high ratings, and ordered a more expensive door-to-door service, and set the time for now.

Feeling hungry, I ordered another takeout from a more expensive, highly rated and well-reviewed restaurant to try. I put my phone down, thinking it would arrive soon.

She is not short of money. Why doesn't she use money to solve the problem of not wanting to do something? Is she stupid?

Besides, there were still several million balances in the original owner’s bank card, which were the insurance compensation from the original owner’s parents and all the family’s savings.

It's really amazing that one can save so much money in the capital and buy a house of more than 90 square meters.

The original owner's parents both had regular jobs. His father graduated from medical school and worked as a doctor in a private hospital in the city. The salary in private hospitals was slightly higher than that in public hospitals.

Moreover, he is the director of the oncology department with the highest salary. He was hired by the hospital with a high salary, with an annual salary of about 500,000 yuan, plus various bonuses such as year-end bonus.

The original owner's mother was a professor at a 985 university in the city, teaching Chinese language and literature. Her annual salary was about yuan, and she also received various bonuses every year, including year-end bonuses.

But even with such academically gifted parents, who knew, accompanied and loved their daughter all the way, and doted on her, and who lived a clean and upright life, they did not have a good ending.

The car accident was an accident and there was no trace of human error. We can only say that God is unfair. Good people don’t live long, but bad people are punished for thousands of years.

The original owner was also in the car at the time. It happened to be the National Day holiday at home, and the two adults in the family took annual leave to take the original owner out to play, but they encountered an accident on the way.

The original owner was being held in the arms of his parents at the time, and was only injured and unconscious. However, his parents died because rescue efforts failed, and the original owner was then hospitalized in a daze.

All the household affairs were handled by Uncle Wu, who had the best relationship with the original owner's parents. They also wanted to adopt the original owner at that time.

Don't get me wrong, I just feel that the original owner is so pitiful because he is all alone.

But the original owner was already an adult at that time and had the legal ability to be independent, and since the original owner was unwilling, Uncle Wu gave up.