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

"Because everyone needs to take a shower."

"So I have to take everything off too?"

"Of course."

"Shy~" Linlin buried her head in her mother's arms.

Lin Zhilan suppressed a laugh, stripped her naked, wrapped her in a bath towel, and carried her into the bathhouse.

The bathhouse was steaming, with people standing under several showerheads, and a large pool nearby, emitting heat.

Linlin's face immediately turned red from the heat.

The bathhouse was the place Lin Zhilan had ever seen where people had the least sense of boundaries.

She didn't dare take a bath. Instead, she found an empty showerhead, wet her daughter's body, lathered her with soap, and scrubbed her from head to toe.

An older woman next to her struck up a conversation, "Young lady, how about we rub each other?"

Rub each other?

What kind of insolent and lewd words are these?

Before Lin Zhilan could react, the auntie had already come over familiarly, taken the bath towel from her hand, and said enthusiastically, "I see you have such delicate skin, you probably can't reach your back by yourself. Here, let me rub it for you, I guarantee it will feel good."

Lin Zhilan shrank back a little and said with a dry laugh, "No need, Auntie, I'll just rinse off and go out."

"Oh, don't be so polite!" The auntie said without waiting for a reply, already behind her. "Is this your first time here? This is how it is in bathhouses in the north. We rub each other's hands. It would be strange if we didn't."

Lin Zhilan: "..."

She gave up struggling completely and let her aunt rub her back.

Linlin frowned anxiously, "Grandma, please be gentle, my mom is afraid of pain."

The aunt laughed heartily, "This little girl is so sensible! Don't worry, Grandma knows what she's doing!"

The rough bath towel scraped across her back as her auntie scrubbed, praising, "Girl, your skin is so beautiful, like silk, so white and smooth."

Lin Zhilan's face stiffened. "Thank you, Auntie..."

The aunt sighed, "It's just too thin; you can't get any mud out of it."

My aunt felt she didn't feel a sense of accomplishment.

Lin Zhilan wanted to cry but had no tears.

She didn't want to rub out the mud; she just wanted to get her daughter home as soon as possible.

Having finally endured this round, Lin Zhilan thought it was over, but her aunt shoved a bath towel into her hands, saying, "Here, it's your turn. Give Auntie a scrub!"

This seems to be a tacit rule in the bathhouse.

Lin Zhilan took a deep breath and started scrubbing with a bath towel.

"Push harder!" the aunt was still giving instructions.

Lin Zhilan rubbed mechanically, with only one thought in her mind: finish rubbing quickly and get it over with.

She will never come to the northern bathhouse again in the near future.

Finally, Auntie nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, alright, that was a good job. I'll definitely come back to you next time we run into each other."

Lin Zhilan: "...Okay, Auntie."

She quickly washed herself and Linlin clean, picked up her daughter and ran outside.

"Mom, why are you running?" Linlin asked, looking bewildered as she was wrapped in a bath towel.

"Mom is worried you'll catch a cold."

Linlin nodded, then glanced back at the bathhouse. "Mommy, bathing here is fun. I want to come again tomorrow."

Lin Zhilan almost tripped.

"At Grandma's, I don't need to take a bath every day."

Linlin sighed slightly, "Okay then, I still want to give Mom a bath."

She moved her arms up and down, mimicking the motion of scrubbing someone's back.

Lin Zhilan kissed her and quickly helped her change her clothes.

Su Lang guessed that Lin Zhilan wouldn't stay in the bathhouse for too long, so he was already waiting at the door.

When Linlin saw her brother, she immediately rushed over to share, "Brother, did you take a bath?"

"Rubbed..."

The two children huddled together and started chattering away again.

Su Lang took the bamboo basket from Lin Zhilan, which contained the laundry basket, and asked, "How is it?"

Lin Zhilan tilted her head to look at him while tying her scarf, "It's amazing!"

Su Lang clenched his fist to cover his mouth and chuckled to himself, "You'll get used to it."

As I stepped out of the bathhouse, the snow started falling again, fine and dense, landing on my hair and clothes.

Su Lang asked her daughter if she wanted a hug, but Linlin shook her head and said no. She held tightly to her brother and mother's hands, leaving her father aside.

Lin Zhilan led the child back the way they came, and after walking a distance, she realized that Su Lang had not followed.

She turned to look.

Su Lang was standing not far from the entrance of the bathhouse, talking to a man.

The man shoved and pushed, his eyes constantly glancing this way, but Su Lang blocked his view.

Jiang Chengzhou also glanced back, then immediately looked back.

"Auntie, I'm hungry."

Lin Zhilan said, "Then we won't wait for your uncle. We'll take you back for dinner first."

If that man were Su Lang's friend, Su Lang would definitely introduce herself to him, just like she did before entering the room.

Since Su Lang has no such intention, either it's unnecessary or he has ill intentions.

Lin Zhilan led the child home, and Su Lang quickly caught up.

When they arrived home, Su Lang's older brother, Su Ding, also came over.

He was good-looking, even handsome and refined, with glasses perched on his nose and the tip of his nose red from the cold.

"Big brother," Su Lang called out.

Su Ding chuckled awkwardly, "Xiao Lang, you're back? This must be your sister-in-law, right? Hello."

"Hello." Lin Zhilan nodded, took off the coats for the two children, and her attitude was somewhat indifferent.

Xu Yueyun has woken up and is helping in the kitchen.

Seeing them return, he happily came out of the kitchen, "You're back, hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

Su Ding looked like she had been standing there for a long time.

Lin Zhilan greeted Su Lang, ignoring his pleading look.

Lin Zhilan led the children to wash their hands, while Su Lang went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

He didn't say another word to Su Ding.

"Linlin, Chengzhou, come, sit next to Grandma." Xu Yueyun patted the chair next to her.

Jiang Chengzhou hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want to sit with my aunt."

Xu Yueyun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sure, you can sit wherever you want."

The family sat around the large dining table, enjoying the aroma of the dishes.

Aunt Yu brought out a large bowl of kelp and pork rib soup, steaming hot, and the aroma instantly filled the living room.

Xu Yueyun first served Linlin a bowl of soup, then picked up a piece of pork rib, "Grandma, how about you feed me?"

Linlin shook her head, "I can eat it."

"Good girl, it's a little hot, Grandma will blow it cool for you."

For the first meal after her youngest son's family returned home, Xu Yueyun asked Aunt Yu to prepare a very lavish meal.

The table was laden with stewed pork ribs, braised pork belly, scrambled eggs, stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, and a large plate of dumplings.

Su Ding's stomach rumbled.

He had just been found at the factory by Su Bingcheng and beaten up.

I heard that Mom got sick from anger, so she didn't dare go home after get off work and went straight to the little house.

I haven't eaten anything since I got off work.

The aroma of pork rib soup wafted over, making his stomach churn.

Su Ding hesitated for a moment before finally stepping over and tentatively finding a seat at the dining table.

"Mom, are you alright now?" he asked with a forced smile.

Xu Yueyun served ribs to her granddaughter without looking up or answering.