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

"It's alright, let them go outside and warm up." Deng Jing hugged her two daughters who were running towards her and checked their sleeves.

Su Pei and Su Yao waited patiently for their mother to finish the checkup, and then the two girls went into the living room hand in hand.

Su Jue stepped forward. "Xiao Jing, I..."

"Go out and eat first, your parents are waiting outside."

Deng Jing said quickly.

She had a feeling that Su Jue wanted to say something.

I'll probably say something like sorry to her.

But she doesn't want to hear it yet.

Deng Jing's biological mother said that she married well.

The parents-in-law are reasonable and often help the family. Apart from not being able to help take care of the children, they are a very good in-law family.

Although Su Jue wasn't by her side, she received her salary every month, and she never had any financial worries.

Deng Jing felt that her mother was right.

Compared to many women around her, her life was indeed not bad, and even better than most people's.

But Deng Jing still harbored resentment.

She had two children via cesarean section. After the anesthesia wore off, it felt like a knife was churning inside her stomach.

Her mother came to take care of her temporarily, helping her bathe, turn over, and bringing her water and meals.

My sister-in-law had a problem with it. When she came to the hospital to see her, she said a few words of gossip, saying that her nephew could only eat cold food when he came back from school.

Fortunately, my mother-in-law later asked Aunt Yu to come and help.

Deng Jing then asked her mother to go back, but her mother insisted on waiting until she was discharged from the hospital and returned home before she finally agreed to go back.

Aunt Yu was very dedicated to her work, but no one could share her physical and mental exhaustion.

Sometimes when the pain was severe, Deng Jing would bite the blanket and stare at the ceiling, wondering what Su Jue was doing at that moment.

Deng Jing wanted to write him a letter to tell him that she had another daughter.

But we don't even have his address.

After her postpartum confinement period ended, Deng Jing sent Aunt Yu home.

Unable to care for two children, Deng Jing made the difficult decision to send her eldest daughter to her parents' home and take care of her younger daughter herself.

Feeding, changing diapers, putting the baby to sleep, washing clothes, cooking...

None of them were physically demanding jobs, but they were so tiring that I wanted to cry.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when her daughter grew a bit older and could be sent to daycare.

But sometimes when a child is sick, that's when you're most anxious.

Back then, when the child cried, she cried along with him, feeling that the night was very long and that dawn would never break.

Deng Jing's love for Su Jue turned into resentment through these trivial matters.

If Su Jue apologized to her, could she forgive him so easily?

Deng Jing knew her answer was no.

However, she is not good at conflict and habitually avoids it. Moreover, deep down, she knows that she still has feelings for Su Jue.

Su Jue didn't not want to come back; he simply couldn't.

When Deng Jing saw Su Jue's white hair, she felt sorry for him, but when she said it was okay against her will, she felt sorry for herself.

Let's just leave it cold for now.

That's what Deng Jing thought.

Su Jue also felt that verbal words were too weak, so he didn't force her and followed his wife out.

"Second Uncle, Second Aunt," Jiang Chengzhou swallowed hard, "come quickly, the food is getting cold."

Su Jue and Deng Jing sat separately on either side of their two daughters.

"Grandma, Grandpa?" Jiang Chengzhou waited for his two elders to say that dinner was ready. He swallowed hard and clutched his stomach, feeling like his belly was churning with cravings.

"Eat up," Xu Yueyun said, and everyone hurriedly picked up their bowls and chopsticks.

The food was hot, steaming gently rising in wisps.

Not only Jiang Chengzhou was tempted, but everyone else wanted to try it too.

Su Bingcheng took a bite of the braised pork and his eyes widened in surprise.

The braised pork is tender and juicy, rich but not greasy. The moment it enters your mouth, the rich aroma of the sauce explodes on your tongue.

The salty and sweet flavors are perfectly balanced, with the rich aroma of meat mixed with collagen, and the lean meat is not dry or tough at all.

Paired with a mouthful of rice, the taste is simply amazing.

Although both are a mix of lean and fatty meat, twice-cooked pork is different from braised pork.

This complex aroma is even more dominant, with the rich fragrance of oil and the savory flavor of fermented black beans fully revealed, while the garlic sprouts perfectly balance the oiliness. The meat is firm yet tender, making you wish you could have two more bowls of rice.

Xu Yueyun and the other women preferred pork bone and kelp soup and stir-fried lettuce.

Yao Yao is a picky eater, and I have to coax her to eat every time.

Seeing her younger sister drinking soup, she carefully tugged at her mother's sleeve and said, "Mom, I want some soup too."

Deng Jing watched Jiang Chengzhou and Linlin eat, feeling extremely envious.

Her biggest worry was feeding her two daughters.

When she heard her youngest daughter ask for soup, she quickly served her a bowl.

Yao Yao had just taken a sip when her eyes widened, and a look of astonishment appeared on her small face.

She took the spoon from her mother's hand and quickly scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

After taking two spoonfuls, she found it a bit troublesome and simply picked up the bowl and gulped down the entire half-bowl of soup.

No need to ask, you can tell how delicious this soup must be.

"Mommy, I want more."

Deng Jing said happily, "Eat some rice first, and then Mom will serve you soup."

Yao Yao was about to refuse, but Deng Jing quickly stuffed a piece of stir-fried lettuce into her mouth.

The lettuce is crisp, refreshing, and sweet, instantly appealing to children's taste buds.

Yao Yao ate obediently. Usually, she has to be fed, but seeing her little sister eating by herself, she also picked up a spoon on her own.

Seeing the older girl watching her mother take care of her younger sister with envy, Su Jue took the bowl from her and said, "How about Daddy gets you a bowl of soup?"

Su Pei nodded gently.

My mom already works very hard taking care of my younger sister. If my dad were here, he could help my mom.

Lin Zhilan never worried about her two children's meals. Her in-laws' table was big, and Su Lang would help her daughter scoop soup and serve food, so she could just sit and eat.

As for his parents-in-law, Su Bingcheng doesn't need them to take care of him, and Xu Yueyun also has her father-in-law to look after her, so they don't need to worry about her.

Xu Yueyun also drank soup first.

"What delicious soup!" she exclaimed.

It's salty with a hint of sweetness, has a rich aroma, and tastes incredibly delicious. It not only cleanses the taste buds but also seems to cleanse the pores.

One sip and my whole stomach felt warm.

Jiang Chengzhou and Su Lang had long since moved beyond the tasting stage and immediately began piling food into their bowls like a whirlwind.

This made everyone tense, and they all ate faster.

There weren't many types of dishes today, but the portions were quite generous.

Deng Jing initially thought her younger siblings might have prepared too much, but after the meal, Jiang Chengzhou even scraped off the sauce from the braised pork and used it to mix with rice.

The table was spotless, with not even any side dishes left.

The elderly and children sat down on the sofa in the living room. Deng Jing wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but Lin Zhilan pulled her to the living room instead.

"Just let Su Lang and Second Brother do the dishes and clean up."

Deng Jing said, "Your second brother is clumsy; I'm afraid he'll break all the bowls."