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

"Water it! Water it! Water it!"

Since she was all sweaty from coming down the mountain, Lin Zhilan grabbed the hose and drenched the two boys, making them run around the yard.

Linlin's laughter and the boys' screams pierced through the courtyard wall.

Li Xuan hesitated for a moment, but after several attempts, he gradually tasted the sweetness of expressing himself.

"Mom, I want to go play."

Wang Rou chuckled, "Go ahead."

For the first time, Li Xuan took her hand and said, "I want you to come with me."

Wang Rou's heart softened, and she gripped his hand tightly.

With Wang Rou and Li Xuan joining in, the yard became even more chaotic, with the one-sided watering turning into a water-splashing battle.

Linlin was drenched again, and everyone stopped tacitly.

The little girl hastily wiped her face, screamed, and hid behind her brother.

Jiang Chengzhou hid her behind his back and continued fighting.

After playing for a while, Lin Zhilan called for a ceasefire.

By this time, everyone was completely soaked.

Wang Rou took Li Xuan, who was having too much fun, home to change his clothes.

Lin Zhilan also told Jiang Chengzhou and Yan Yuan to go back to their room to dry off and change into dry clothes.

After losing weight, Jiang Chengzhou's body shape was similar to Yan Yuan's, and Yan Yuan could fit into Jiang Chengzhou's clothes.

Linlin cupped Lin Zhilan's face as she changed her clothes and pleaded, "Mommy, I want to play more~"

Lin Zhilan tapped her forehead impatiently, "Your voice is hoarse from shouting, and you're still playing around."

"Want to play tomorrow?"

"Let's play next year."

Linlin counted on her fingers, "Ten tomorrows?"

Lin Zhilan chuckled: "Three hundred and sixty-five tomorrows."

This was an astronomical figure in Linlin's eyes. She sighed and lay down on the bed.

After Yan Yuan's grandfather's rheumatism improved, he went out to sea more frequently.

He was getting old, and Yan Yuan was still young, so he wanted to save more money for Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan is often home alone, and Lin Zhilan sometimes asks Jiang Chengzhou to invite him over to her house.

Yan Yuan sometimes agreed, and sometimes he didn't.

Lin Zhilan observed a pattern: he never came empty-handed whenever he came to play.

It could be a large crab or a conch, or a beautiful seashell...

Lin Zhilan didn't say anything, but supported the boy in using this method to protect his self-esteem.

However, she would occasionally ask Yan Yuan to grind medicine for her, and the success rate would be higher if she invited him over afterward.

But there are exceptions.

As long as Linlin acts cute and acts spoiled, Yan Yuan will definitely soften his heart.

We're having shepherd's purse dumplings today.

Two boys were washing vegetables, while Lin Zhilan was kneading dough.

Wash the shepherd's purse, blanch it, drain and squeeze out the water, then chop it finely. Add chopped eggs and two spoonfuls of sesame oil, season a little, and the filling is ready.

By this point, Jiang Chengzhou already had some regrets.

This can't possibly taste bad, right?

……

Wang Rou took Li Xuan home.

Li Xuan's excitement hadn't faded yet; his face was flushed, and the light in his eyes was undeniable.

Chen Hehua originally wanted to say a few more words, but seeing her grandson so happy, she could only change her words and say, "Go and change your wet clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"Hmm." Li Xuan's voice was louder than usual.

Wang Rou also went back to her room to change her clothes.

She had just taken off her outer clothes, leaving only a white vest underneath.

Summer clothes, which are already thin, clung tightly to her body because they were soaked with water.

Smooth, radiant skin; a shapely figure...

Black hair, wet shirt...

Li Jiang pushed open the door and entered, only to be greeted by this vibrant and lively scene.

Wang Rou was startled and covered herself with her clothes, angrily saying, "What are you looking at!"

Li Jiang stood there, his throat dry, his nose burning, and a trickle of bright red blood flowing down his face.

He hurriedly raised his hand to cover it, but his eyes were still fixed on Wang Rou, somewhat dazed.

"Your nose is bleeding."

Seeing this, Wang Rou disregarded her embarrassment and anger, dropped her clothes and stepped forward to pinch the bridge of his nose, then covered it with a handkerchief.

When Li Jiang's cheek was touched by her icy fingers, he snapped back to reality, awkwardly turning his face away. "It's nothing, it's just hot, I'm a little feverish."

He said that, but his eyes kept glancing at Wang Rou.

Wang Rou isn't stupid; she could tell just by looking.

Her cheeks flushed, and she glared at Li Jiang. "Get out, I need to change my clothes."

"You can change it, I don't want to look." Li Jiang turned his back to her.

Wang Rou couldn't push him away, and her body felt wet and uncomfortable, so she could only turn her back and quickly change her clothes.

The rustling sound of the fabric rubbing together tickled Li Jiang's heart.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, his peripheral vision catching glimpses of her slender back and delicate waist, her wet hair clinging to the side of her neck…

Li Jiang felt his nose getting even hotter.

Wang Rou finished buttoning her clothes, turned around, and bit her lip, asking, "Why did you suddenly come back?"

Li Jiang's throat bobbed. "I bought two watermelons from a fellow villager and brought them over for you to try."

"Oh……"

"I'll take your clothes out to wash them for you."

"No need, I'll wash it myself."

Li Jiang said, "Your hands are for painting. I'll wash both clothes in no time, don't worry about it."

Wang Rou fell silent, because the man was about to press down on her.

Wang Rou sat on the bed, her wet clothes piled on the chair next to her.

Li Jiang could have simply walked around to get it, but he insisted on going from the other end, his arm brushing against her shoulder, the heat intense.

Wang Rou instinctively shrank back, but there was only a cold wall behind her.

Li Jiang braced himself against the wall beside her and leaned down to reach for the wet clothes on the chair.

This position almost completely encircled her in his arms.

"You..." Wang Rou's voice trembled, and she had only uttered one word when Li Jiang seemed to trip over her, lost his balance, and pressed down on her.

"Ah!" Wang Rou cried out in surprise, instinctively closing her eyes and putting her hands in front of her.

Li Jiang did it on purpose, of course.

Men are very good at taking advantage of others.

He used to think that it would be good if Wang Rou could smile more.

Now, although Li Jiang is afraid of scaring Wang Rou, he has become even more greedy and can no longer suppress his greed.

The collision that Wang Rou had anticipated did not occur.

Li Jiang braced himself against the wall with his elbows, but his chest inevitably pressed against hers.

Even through two thin summer shirts, Wang Rou could clearly feel Li Jiang's heart pounding like a drum in his chest.

"You did this on purpose!" Wang Rou said angrily.

Li Jiang curled the corners of his mouth. After not using the beauty cream for a while, his skin had turned bronze again, and his smile had a slightly mischievous look.

How do you know I did it on purpose? Are you saying I can't even stand up straight?

What Li Jiang fears most is his wife's expressionless face; when she's angry and energetic like this, he actually wants to tease her even more.

"You dare to bully me?" Wang Rou looked at him in disbelief, her eyes filled with tears.

Li Jiang's heart tightened, and just as he was about to get up to apologize, Wang Rou grabbed his clothes with both hands and bit him hard on the chest.

"hiss……"

Even before the pain, there is a tingling sensation that travels from the coccyx straight to the brain nerves.

Wang Rou opened her mouth, glared at him, and said, "Do you still dare to do it?"

Li Jiang, his breathing unsteady, said, "Dare? Why don't you take another bite?"