After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

Zheng Hui: "She grew her own vegetables, so what?"

Miao Yue swallowed hard and pulled them into the kitchen. "See for yourselves."

Miao Yue had already taken out the green vegetables from the top of the basket, and at the bottom was a layer of vegetable leaves, on which a ginseng root was prominently displayed.

"Old Chen, is this wild ginseng?"

Chen Jin picked it up and glanced at the rhizome. "Yes, it must be at least fifty or sixty years old."

"That child," Zheng Hui said reproachfully, "She didn't even say a word about such a big gift. I'll return it to her later!"

Miao Yue: "Is this very valuable?"

Zheng Hui sighed, "It's not about whether it's valuable or not; this thing is a lifesaver, priceless!"

"Keep it."

"What?"

Chen Jin said, "Haven't you realized yet? Zhilan is a strong-willed child. If you don't take her in, she won't dare to come to our door again."

Otherwise, they wouldn't have hidden the ginseng under the vegetables, because they were afraid the ginseng wouldn't accept it.

Zheng Hui had no choice but to listen to him.

She hurriedly took some things to exchange for cloth coupons. Winter was approaching, and she was thinking of making cotton-padded coats for Lin Zhilan and Linlin.

Miao Yue was usually a bit stingy, so she didn't say a word more this time.

Lin Zhilan and Linlin had just arrived home when Song Fang came running, drawn by the smell.

"sister in law."

She leaned against the door, a smile on her face. "You went to town today? I should have asked you to bring me something back."

Seeing that Lin Zhilan didn't respond, she touched her belly again and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm pregnant."

Lin Zhilan was somewhat puzzled and replied indifferently, "I know, is there anything else?"

"Sister-in-law," Song Fang said, seemingly oblivious to her implied dismissal, and instead sat down directly. "This is my first pregnancy, and I can't stop thinking about Jianjun. Were you like this when you were pregnant with Linlin?"

In the book, the protagonist's mother is quite reasonable, except for her resentment towards her husband's adoption of a female supporting character.

Even the male protagonist thinks she is an enlightened mother.

Lin Zhilan didn't think she was a fool who would be so stupid as to ask a widow for advice.

"Song Fang, I only have one child, Linlin. You should consult your elders about your pregnancy."

If you're asking for advice on being a widow, I might be able to say a few more words.

"you!"

Song Fang bit her lip: "Sister-in-law, how could you curse Jianjun?"

Lin Zhilan laughed and said, "Am I? I'm just reminding you that I'm a widow."

Are widows so great?

Song Fang was upset and confused.

She was pregnant, and her in-laws were overjoyed.

She admitted that she did it on purpose, just wanting to provoke Lin Zhilan.

But is this woman's heart made of iron?

She kept calling her a widow.

Her husband is dead, and she still has the nerve to laugh!

Linlin, who was standing nearby, took out a piece of candy from her pocket and asked her mother to peel it for her.

Song Fang suddenly said, "Linlin is pitiful too. She's so young, and she doesn't have a father anymore."

Lin Zhilan's eyes instantly turned cold as she stared directly at Song Fang. "Get out!"

Song Fang touched her stomach and slowly walked out under Lin Zhilan's cold gaze.

She now has a child, and that's her source of confidence.

As for Zhou Jianjun's heart, it will belong to her sooner or later.

Lin Zhilan bolted the door, then squatted down and looked at Linlin. "Baby, do you want a daddy?"

"I want candy."

"Yeah, what's the use of Dad? Mom just buys candy for him, right?"

"Mmm." Linlin nodded emphatically.

In the village, people refer to their parents as "Die Niang" (爹娘).

Lin Zhilan had attended school, and she was always taught to call her "Mom" and "Dad".

Zhou Chen had been serving in the military for a long time, so the word "dad" was somewhat unfamiliar to Linlin, and she didn't have the concept of a father in her world.

Lin Zhilan patted her daughter's head.

Linlin's sensitive personality is very similar to my own when I was a child.

She will give Linlin twice the love, making her happier than anyone else.

……

Su Lang finally completed his mission and returned to his unit.

The first thing I did was submit the completed marriage application.

"Marriage certificate?"

In the military office, Division Commander Qin looked surprised. "You're getting married?"

Su Lang is young and promising. At thirty years old, he is a top performer in the entire military region.

But he just wouldn't get it.

The organization wanted to introduce him to potential partners, but he turned them all down.

Then ask him what kind of person he's looking for.

People say they want to marry a fairy, what can you do about it?

Su Lang smiled and said, "Commander, there's no rule in the military that says I can't get married, is there?"

Commander Ma, who came to report on his work, laughed and said, "As long as you don't marry two, it's fine."

Commander Qin shook his head and chuckled, then took out Lin Zhilan's file, his brows furrowing deeper as he read it.

"Su Lang, what you've done..."

"What's wrong?" Commander Ma quickly came over, glanced at the documents, and showed surprise on his face.

"A bereaved family member?" Commander Ma licked his lips. "And with a child? No, Su Lang, with your looks and qualifications, what kind of beautiful young woman couldn't you find? Why..."

"Commander Ma!" Su Lang interrupted him, "This is my own business, please don't interfere."

Commander Qin took a drag of his cigarette. "Su Lang, are you really sure?"

Su Lang picked up the pen on the table, removed the cap, and handed it to him. "Commander, please sign this."

Commander Qin sighed, signed and stamped the document, and handed it to him.

"Since you've made your decision, I won't say anything more. I wish you a long and happy marriage!"

Su Lang saluted: "Thank you, Commander Qin!"

He folded the marriage certificate, put it in his pocket, and said, "Commander, could you also grant me a few days' leave? I'm going to pick up... my wife."

Commander Qin chuckled, "Alright, alright, you've had a tough time, I'll give you ten days off!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Su Lang left the office with light steps.

Division Commander Qin instructed Regiment Commander Ma: "Remember what happened to Su Lang, and never tell anyone else."

"understood."

That night, Commander Ma tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

His wife, Liu Chunhua, said, "If you're itchy, just take a shower. It's so annoying!"

"Honey, I have something to tell you, but you mustn't tell anyone else."

Liu Chunhua: "Ma Daniu, don't break the rules! You can't talk about military matters!"

"What are you thinking? About Su Lang?"

Liu Chunhua became interested. "What's wrong with Su Lang?"

A few minutes later.

Liu Chunhua was wide awake.

Ma Daniu: "You absolutely mustn't tell anyone!"

Liu Chunhua: "Don't worry, I know!"

The next day, news that Su Lang's fiancé was a divorcee with a child spread throughout the entire residential compound.

Before going to Zhoujia Village, Su Lang went home first.

Su Lang was the fourth child in his family.

There is an older sister and two older brothers.

He came from a military family where parents and children rarely saw each other, and he was essentially raised by his older sister.

My eldest sister suffered severe bleeding during childbirth, and her health deteriorated afterward. She passed away two years ago.

When he went on vacation to visit his nephew, five-year-old Jiang Chengzhou was washing diapers for his stepmother's baby brother.

It was December, and it was snowing.

Su Lang beat up her ex-brother-in-law and took Jiang Chengzhou away.

Originally, he was to be sent to his parents, but Jiang Chengzhou insisted on staying with him and refused to get on the train no matter what.

Su Lang simply put him in the army.

Children aged seven or eight already have a certain level of self-care ability.

The army has canteens, so at least they won't starve.

"Uncle! You're finally back!"

A small black egg rushed out of the yard.