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

"Yes..." Song Fang's smile was a little stiff. "Sister-in-law is right. I'll be going now."

Song Fang, supporting her pregnant belly, went home. When she reached her doorstep, she suddenly remembered something and went to Wang Guifen's house instead.

Wang Guifen wasn't there; only Wu Li was curled up on the kang (a heated brick bed) eating snacks.

When he saw her arrive, he merely glanced at her and didn't even say hello.

Song Fang sat casually on the kang (a heated brick bed) and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, have you heard? Your sister-in-law is going to marry the regimental commander!"

Wu Li paused in her eating of sunflower seeds. "Who told you that?"

"The regimental commander has already come in and is helping with chores at her house."

"oh."

Wu Li didn't seem to react much and continued eating sunflower seeds.

Song Fang scrutinized her expression, biting her lip as she said, "She's lucky. She's beautiful, and even after remarrying, she managed to marry a regimental commander."

Wu Li sneered, her face full of fat, her words dripping with sarcasm.

"A widow with a young daughter to take care of. If you ask me, even if she marries into the family, she'll be divorced sooner or later."

"A regimental commander like him, why couldn't he marry a young, unmarried woman? He's married a used woman. Just you wait and see. When she gets old and loses her looks, she'll definitely be slunk back. Then we'll just wait and see the show."

Song Fang feigned helplessness, "She's pretty, no wonder she can attract men. It's just that Zhou Chen hasn't been gone long, yet he's still too heartless."

Wu Li put the melon seeds back on the plate and patted the melon shells off her clothes.

"Song Fang, stop acting. Do you want me to go and berate Lin Zhilan?"

"Of course not," Song Fang stood up and quickly explained, "Why would you think that?"

"Song Fang, you usually act very well, always smiling at everyone, but don't take others for fools. We've hardly ever spoken before, and now you're suddenly talking to me so much. Do you think I can't see through you?"

You're just jealous of Lin Zhilan's good looks, envious of her good appearance and good marriage!

Song Fang blushed instantly when she was told the truth, and she couldn't control her emotions. "I'm not bad looking either, how could I be jealous of her? If anyone should be jealous... it should be you."

"What did you say?!"

Wu Li glared at her, staring intently.

Song Fang then realized something was wrong, and without saying a word, she quickly walked out.

Wu Li was furious and wanted to vent her anger on Zhou Jianmin, but she couldn't even see a shadow of him.

She spat on the ground, slipped on her cotton shoes, and went to complain to Wang Guifen.

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Following Lin Zhilan's instructions, Su Lang cut the chicken into evenly sized pieces and then sat down in front of the stove to tend the fire.

Since she was going to join the army, Lin Zhilan didn't hesitate to use the lard, scooping out a large spoonful and putting it into the pot.

Once the oil is hot, add the chicken, chopped pickled peppers, and sauerkraut to the pot and stir-fry. Then pour a bowl of water mixed with spring water from the water vat, cover and simmer.

Lin Zhilan doesn't like eating takeout, but whenever she has the chance, she prefers to cook for herself and often watches short videos that teach people how to cook.

The pickled peppers and sauerkraut were made according to a video I had seen before.

Perhaps it was because of the sacred spring that everything they did was so successful.

Soon, an enticing aroma wafted from the pot.

Lin Zhilan is from the South and is used to eating rice. Linlin has also come to love rice because of her.

But the locals here prefer noodles.

Lin Zhilan then imitated the method of making braised chicken in a clay pot, using the only flour left in the house, adding water to knead it into a dough, flattening it and sticking it to the side of the pot.

The aromas of chicken and pickled cabbage permeated each other, releasing a wonderful fragrance from the pot.

As soon as Chen Dongfeng carried Linlin into the house, he was drawn to the kitchen by the aroma.

"Sis, what did you make? It smells so good!"

Lin Zhilan took the hand her daughter was reaching out to and said, "Chicken. You and your godparents can try it and see if it's good."

"It'll definitely taste delicious!"

Chen Dongfeng's mouth was practically watering, and he kept sniffing at the pot.

"It should be ready by now. Take Linlin outside to wash her hands, and I'll serve the food."

Chen Dongfeng smiled and said, "I'll serve you the food, and I'll have Brother Su take Linlin to wash her hands."

Su Lang tried to reach out, and Linlin blinked, looked up at her mother, and leaned over.

Su Lang's movements were stiff, as if he were holding a bomb; his arms were stiff, and he dared not move at all.

Lin Zhilan chuckled and guided him to adjust his posture. Only after Linlin sat comfortably on his arm did Su Lang breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Zhilan poured a spoonful of hot water into the washbasin, and Su Lang carefully tested the temperature before helping Linlin wash her hands.

On the other side, when Chen Dongfeng was serving the dishes, he couldn't help but pick up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks and taste it first.

Zheng Hui, who witnessed this scene, gave him a hard knock on the head.

"How dare you be so rude!"

The moment the chicken entered his mouth, Chen Dongfeng lost all interest in banter. Pointing to the bowl of chicken, he exclaimed, "Mom, my sister's chicken is amazing! It's so delicious!"

Zheng Hui glared at him. "That doesn't mean you can be so rude!"

Lin Zhilan walked in just then and said with a smile, "It's alright, we're family, no need to be so formal."

"Hehe," Chen Dongfeng patted Zheng Hui's shoulder, "My sister is right, Mom, you two sit down first, I'll go to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks."

Zheng Hui pulled Lin Zhilan to sit down. "Why did you kill the chickens at home?"

"It's alright, godmother," Lin Zhilan smiled, "I'm going to join the army right away. I can't take the chicken with me anyway, so we can all kill it and eat it together."

Zheng Hui glared at her, "Why can't you take it with you? Just tie it up with a rope, bring some corn kernels, and it'll be there in a few days."

These days, railway security checks are not strict, and many people bring live poultry like chickens and ducks onto the train. As long as no one reports it, the staff won't care.

Lin Zhilan loves cleanliness; she cleans the chicken coop in the yard every morning and evening.

The thought of chicken droppings and such in the carriage made her instantly feel a little deflated.

Su Lang smiled slightly, shredded the chicken leg and put it in Linlin's bowl, saying, "Godmother, we islanders go out to buy things every month. If you want to eat something, you can ask them to bring it back."

"That's fine too."

Having tasted the chicken, Chen Dongfeng couldn't wait any longer and invited everyone to eat.

The chicken meat is delicate and tender, and it blends perfectly with the sour and spicy broth, making for an absolutely wonderful flavor.

The noodles were also very chewy, soaking up the chicken soup. One bite was both soft and springy, with a savory and fragrant flavor that instantly won over everyone's taste buds.

Chopsticks flew across the table, especially Chen Dongfeng, who loved to eat, and in the blink of an eye, he slurped down two pancakes.

Su Lang naturally wouldn't miss out on the food either. His actions seemed elegant, but he didn't forget to serve food to Lin Zhilan and Linlin.

In no time, all the chicken and side dishes in the pot were picked clean.

Not yet satisfied, Chen Dongfeng poured the remaining rice crusts from the kitchen into a bowl, soaking it completely in the broth before stopping.

After finishing his meal, he leaned back in his chair, rubbing his stomach, looking very satisfied.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "I left a big bowl. Take it back tonight and let Yueyue have some too."

Zheng Hui: "Keep it for yourself."

"Linlin and I can't eat that much; it's just a waste to leave it uneaten."

Chen Dongfeng patted his belly, "Thank you, sister."

After finishing the meal, we started talking about serious business.