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

Su Lang reached out and tapped Linlin's nose. "Alright, now you're just like your mom, you've turned into a puppy."

"Haha." Linlin tilted her head back and covered her mouth with her little hand as she laughed.

Su Lang looked at Jiang Chengzhou, "Would you like some too?"

Jiang Chengzhou refused.

Su Lang said, "That's true, you've always had a dog's nose."

Jiang Chengzhou: "Auntie~"

Lin Zhilan: "Su Lang!"

Su Lang: "I was wrong."

This conversation has become a regular occurrence in the family; whenever the uncle and nephew meet, they always end up bickering.

Lin Zhilan usually didn't hear it.

This time there's no escaping it; all I can do is warn Su Lang, the one who started it all.

Jiang Chengzhou made a face at his uncle, then grabbed his sister and ran off.

"Hey!" Su Lang was about to say a few sarcastic words when he saw Cheng Qingshan and Tu Jing come out of the kitchen. He immediately shut his mouth and pretended to be serious.

Sister Li rolls out dumpling wrappers incredibly fast. Holding the rolling pin in one hand and the dough in the other, she works in tandem, spinning the dough rapidly as the rolling pin rolls. In no time, a dumpling wrapper is ready.

The whole process was pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, the final product is thinner at the edges and slightly thicker in the middle.

When you wrap dumplings with these wrappers, they will not only look plump, but you also don't have to worry about them breaking.

Lin Zhilan praised the tutorial, and then instructed Qingshan and Tu Jing to make dumplings.

Three grown men sat around a coffee table, creating a rather comical scene.

Su Lang was the most skilled one.

I followed all the steps correctly: taking the dough, scooping the filling, folding it in half, and pinching the pleats. But the finished product didn't look very good.

Cheng Qingshan was even more furious.

He picked up a dumpling wrapper and, imitating Lin Zhilan, used his chopsticks to scoop out a large amount of filling and put it on.

Fold it in half and pinch it, and the dumpling filling will squeeze out from both sides.

"We've been exposed, Uncle Cheng," Lin Zhilan reminded him.

Cheng Qingshan, embarrassed, tossed the dumpling with the filling exposed aside and picked up a new wrapper.

This time I used less filling.

The dumpling was pinched shut, but it lay crookedly on its side.

"Never mind, I'll just roll out the dough myself," Cheng Qingshan said.

He picked up the rolling pin, placed the dough on the board, pressed it down hard on the center where it should have been the thickest part, and rolled it back and forth and side to side.

Sometimes, because there isn't enough flour, the dough sticks to the rolling pin and can't be pried off.

"It looks pretty easy..." Cheng Qingshan muttered to himself.

They rejoined the dumpling-making team.

Tu Jing wasn't much better; he was careful, putting in just the right amount of filling.

But she was too greedy, insisting on making the same pleats as Lin Zhilan, turning it over and over again, and finally making something that she didn't know whether to call a dumpling or a lump.

Lin Zhilan didn't want to put them with the dumplings she made.

It's really an eyesore, and I can't bear to look at it.

Cheng Qingshan lacked patience. He studied diligently for a while but then became perfunctory, only trying not to give himself away. The more he wrapped, the uglier it became.

Lin Zhilan glanced at it and said indifferently, "Whoever wrapped it can eat it."

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"..."

"Heh." Su Lang laughed.

"Pfft!" Sister Li couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Realizing what was happening, she immediately suppressed her laughter and continued rolling out the dough with a straight face.

After wrapping up a curtain, Lin Zhilan asked Sister Li to cook a pot of food first.

Dumplings are boiled three times and noodles are boiled twice. When the water boils for the third time, all the dumplings puff up and float on the surface of the water.

The puppy was happily playing with the two children when it smelled the aroma of dumplings.

The puppy twitched its nose, shook off the two children, and strolled into the kitchen, whining at Sister Li who was ladling dumplings onto a plate.

"You can't say you want to eat this. I'll make you some noodle soup later."

Hearing the commotion from the living room, Cheng Qingshan called out to the kitchen, "Xiao Li, use dumpling soup, add some milk powder from me, and make this for the puppies."

Although Cheng Qingshan complained about the puppy, he secretly adored it.

"Where is it? I'll go." Lin Zhilan wiped her hands on her apron and asked Cheng Qingshan.

"It's on the counter, go look for it." Cheng Qingshan didn't treat her like an outsider.

Lin Zhilan poured some dumpling soup into the dog bowl, let it cool slightly, then scooped in two spoonfuls of milk powder and stirred it well.

The puppy is easy to please; having this makes me completely content.

It stuck its butt out, swished its tail, and started eating, leaving a ring of milk whiskers around its tail.

Linlin squatted down next to the puppy and couldn't help but swallow.

"You want to drink too?" Lin Zhilan asked with amusement.

Linlin quickly waved her hand, "Sister won't fight with a puppy."

In the short time it took, she became the older sister again.

"Zhilan, make a cup for both kids too. Milk helps them grow taller. I have a few more cans left; take them with you. I don't like drinking it anyway."

Cheng Qingshan's family doesn't lack these things.

It's paid out every month.

He couldn't finish all the food and supplies even when he was home alone, so he usually shared them with Sister Li and the guards.

Lin Zhilan glanced at the milk jug.

The Red Star brand is a special supply; it must be a perk for Cheng Qingshan's position.

"You should keep it for yourself. I'll ask when I get back to the island if I can order fresh milk for the two kids."

"Fresh milk available on an island? Don't try to fool this old man." Cheng Qingshan didn't believe it. He had also spent some time on an island, and apart from things from the sea, the island was simply poor!

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "You've been away from the island for three days, and you'll be amazed by its beauty. When you have time, come visit the island again; I guarantee you'll be pleasantly surprised."

A factory has been built on the island.

We also plan to build new buildings this year to expand the scale.

When the islanders have income, the economy naturally thrives.

Although it wasn't that dramatic, there were significantly more people visiting the supply and marketing cooperative than usual.

As the island has been developed, more and more military spouses and children have come to accompany the troops.

As long as someone mentions ordering fresh milk, parents will definitely respond.

Cheng Qingshan sighed, "This is a good thing. I'll definitely go and take a look when I have time."

That's what they say, but both the speaker and the listener know that it's not easy for him to go on a long trip.

The puppy quickly finished the milk and barked twice.

Linlin translated for it, "The dog is saying thank you."

Children always have many wonderful ideas. Lin Zhilan's eyes filled with laughter. "You're welcome, Chengzhou. Take your sister to wash her hands. We're going to eat dumplings."

"good!"

With the dumplings almost all wrapped, Sister Li busied herself cooking the second batch.

Cover the rest with gauze and put them outside in the yard to freeze.

After tidying up, everyone started eating dumplings.

The dumplings, freshly scooped out of the water, were still steaming hot, plump and white, with thin, translucent skins and a subtle, fresh aroma.

Cheng Qingshan ate one first.

Biting into one corner, the dumpling bursts with piping hot, delicious juice. First, it's scalding hot, then the aroma of meat mingles with the fragrance of scallions—fresh but not greasy, with just the right amount of saltiness.

Sister Li was originally going home.

Lin Zhilan invited her to stay for dinner, and Cheng Qingshan also spoke up, so Sister Li had no choice but to stay as well.

She took a bite of the dumpling and instantly understood why Lin Zhilan had been so confident before.