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

In her previous life, the female protagonist was also drugged.

The difference was that when someone knocked on the door, she found the man lying next to her and screamed in fright.

It's still the 1960s; having casual sex is illegal.

The man woke up inexplicably and became the original owner's "adulterer".

Fortunately, the man was unmarried and the woman was widowed. In the end, the man agreed to marry the original owner, which calmed the farce.

But the matter wasn't over yet. The man suddenly received a mission and left Zhoujia Village ahead of schedule.

Within days, rumors and gossip were flying everywhere.

It's said that the original owner was attracted to Su Lang because he was a military officer, and deliberately seduced him, even using tricks to get him to agree to marry her.

The original owner was already thinking about her deceased husband Zhou Chen, and she was also very sensitive, so she couldn't stand other people gossiping like this.

She thought about dying.

A white cloth became her final resting place.

This also marked the beginning of the female supporting character's tragic life.

The female supporting character's parents died, so she could only be sent to live with her grandparents.

Zhou Chen's mother thought that the original owner of this body was promiscuous and had even caused the death of her son, so she naturally disliked this granddaughter.

Not only did they frequently beat and scold her, but they also often made her do housework.

Fortunately, Su Lang returned two months later. Upon learning of the original owner's death, he sighed, gave Zhou Chen's mother a sum of money, and adopted the female supporting character.

Then, when the female supporting character was eight years old, Su Lang also sacrificed himself.

The female supporting character was adopted by Su Lang's comrade-in-arms, Zhou Jianjun, who is getting married today.

Zhou Jianjun is also from Zhoujia Village. To be precise, the female supporting character should call him "uncle," as he is the father of the female lead in the book.

The female protagonist hadn't been happy for long after gaining a beautiful older sister when she overheard her parents arguing because of her.

The female lead's mother cried to her daughter, saying that the female lead's father only brought the female supporting character back because he still had feelings for the original owner of the body. No matter how the female lead's father explained, she wouldn't listen.

The once harmonious family developed cracks, and the female lead began to hate the female supporting character.

Before the female supporting character could even enjoy a few good days, rumors about the original owner of the body spread throughout the entire compound.

The female supporting character is only eight years old. She moves from family to family and gradually becomes gloomy and timid, just like a humble and pitiful little mouse.

Having inherited her mother's beauty, she also received a lot of criticism.

When she was a child, children her age would throw stones at her and call her the daughter of a vixen.

As she grew up, she truly became the daughter of a vixen—despicable and unable to live without men…

On the day she came of age, the female supporting character was finally able to leave this home and escape to a place where no one knew her.

But the supporting actress's role wasn't over yet; she became the contrast between the female lead and the supporting character.

The female lead married the son of a military leader, while the female supporting character married a street thug.

The female lead has a son and a daughter and a happy family, while the female supporting character has no children.

The female lead's husband rises through the ranks, while the female supporting character's husband is just a lowly street vendor.

The heroine's happiness shines even brighter in comparison to the supporting heroine's.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhilan sighed.

She never got married or dated; she dedicated the first half of her life to her work.

Now she's not only a widow, but she also has a daughter.

In the 1960s, a difficult time, was she able to support herself and her child?

wrong!

Lin Zhilan realized that she had been drugged. Where was her child?

Ignoring her soaking wet clothes, she immediately ran back to her room.

There were no lights in the room. Lin Zhilan groped her way in and heard faint sobs.

"Linlin?" she called out tentatively, relying on the original owner's memories.

When Linlin heard her mother's voice, she started crying louder.

Lin Zhilan quickly found a kerosene lamp and lit it.

Only then could I see the situation inside the house.

Little Linlin huddled in the corner of the bed, her eyes red and swollen from crying, reaching out for a hug, "Mommy."

Perhaps it was the last vestige of her will that made Lin Zhilan feel inexplicably choked with emotion.

"Wait a minute, baby, let Mommy change her clothes first."

Lin Zhilan quickly changed her clothes, went back to bed, and hugged Linlin.

As soon as she was in her mother's arms, Linlin immediately stopped crying.

Lin Zhilan patted her back to comfort her while taking her pulse.

There's nothing seriously wrong, just some malnutrition.

The child was probably exhausted from crying, and fell asleep after only a short while.

Lin Zhilan spent a long time fiddling around in the kitchen before finally boiling a pot of water. She took a bath herself and then wiped the child's face and back.

Only after doing all that did she finally lie down properly.

As if sensing something, Linlin automatically leaned closer and hugged her mother's arm.

Lin Zhilan sighed softly. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her longing for family and kinship had long been worn away.

In my memory, the front of my car was completely crushed in that car accident, and there was no chance of survival.

Although she didn't know why she had transmigrated to this place, since she had taken over the original owner's body, she would definitely raise the female supporting character well and not let her end up like the character in the book.

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Lin Zhilan suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if she had been freed from some kind of constraint, and as if she had finally gained complete control over her body.

Exhausted, Lin Zhilan fell asleep holding Linlin.

When Lin Zhilan woke up the next day, she felt a splitting headache and her limbs ached so much that she couldn't lift them.

In her hazy state, she saw a man wiping her hands and face, but before she could see who it was, she fell asleep again.

In her dream, she arrived at a grassland.

Deep in the grassland, there is a spring with a trickle of water, and beyond that, an endless expanse of land.

She was extremely thirsty, so she cupped her hands in the spring water and drank a few mouthfuls, only to find a layer of grime floating on her body.

Lin Zhilan was instantly startled awake.

When she opened her eyes again, Linlin was sitting on a small stool, holding a pancake in her hand, staring at her without blinking.

Seeing that she was awake, Linlin's eyes lit up, "Mom."

After calling out, she wrinkled her nose and said with a pained expression, "Mommy smells bad."

Lin Zhilan was startled and realized that she did have an unusual odor and a layer of dirt on her skin.

Could it be a dream from last night?

Without thinking too much, Lin Zhilan told her daughter to sit quietly while she went to wash up.

After taking a shower, Lin Zhilan noticed a new orchid-shaped birthmark on her wrist. A thought suddenly struck her, and she closed her eyes and focused her mind. Sure enough, she was back on the grassland.

Does she now possess a spatial dimension and a spiritual spring?

Lin Zhilan looked at her reflection in the water.

The original owner was already beautiful enough, but after a period of exposure to the wind and sun and hard work, she inevitably developed a few small sunspots.

But now the sunspots and calluses on my hands have disappeared, and my skin has become more hydrated and smooth.

What's the use of this? We'd be better off giving her more food!

However, something is better than nothing.

At least with so much land, once it's reclaimed, we can grow some food.

She felt a little comforted, but in a flash, she was back in reality.

When we went inside, Linlin was sitting the same way she had been sitting.

Lin Zhilan looked at the basin of water and towels placed beside the bed and asked Linlin, "Linlin, who came before?"

Linlin seemed to remember something and took a note out of her pocket and gave it to her.

[Going on a mission, wait for me to return -- Su Lang.]

Lin Zhilan was stunned. In their previous life, they were trapped in a house, and Su Lang and the original owner of the body had no choice but to get married.

There was no cold shower last night, no fever, and no note.

But Su Lang still brought the minor female supporting character to the military compound.

He was a good person. If he hadn't sacrificed himself, the female supporting character might have had a better life.

"Mother?"

She didn't speak, and Linlin tugged at her mother's sleeve questioningly.

Little Linlin inherited the original owner's appearance, with big, bright eyes, as delicate as a porcelain doll behind a glass display window, and every move she made was extremely cute.

Lin Zhilan found it somewhat amusing. "Baby, why aren't you eating the biscuit?"

Linlin shook her head, "No... baby, it's Linlin."

"Linlin is Mommy's baby," Lin Zhilan said with a smile. "Doesn't your baby like Mommy calling you that?"

Little Linlin gave a shy smile, holding the cookie in her hand high, "Mommy, eat."

Lin Zhilan bent down and took a small bite. "Alright, now it's Linlin's turn to eat."

"Um."

Lin Zhilan patted her head and went to the kitchen.

There was a pancake in a bowl in the kitchen, and rice porridge was still warm in the pot; these must have been prepared by Su Lang.

Lin Zhilan felt a little strange. Nothing had happened last night, so Su Lang had no reason to do these things.

I was having breakfast with my child when the gate to the yard was banged on loudly again.