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

Lin Zhilan first fried the mixed fish until golden brown, then drained them. Next, she threw ginger slices and scallion segments into the pot and stir-fried them until fragrant.

The mixed fish were put back into the pot and lightly fried on both sides. Then, the pre-boiled spring water was poured in to serve as broth, and the mixture was simmered slowly.

Before long, a strange aroma, resembling milk, river delicacies, and mountain delicacies, spread throughout the kitchen, irresistibly filling people's nostrils.

Jiang Chengzhou slurped up a mouthful of saliva, his eyes constantly darting towards the pot.

The army canteen often served mixed fish soup, but it was completely different from my aunt's.

The fish soup was milky white, bubbling gently, and as the bubbles burst, they released a delicious aroma.

"Chengzhou."

"Huh?" Jiang Chengzhou swallowed hard, his gaze fixed on the pot.

Lin Zhilan couldn't help but laugh: "There's no rice at home, could you go to the cafeteria to get some rice for your aunt?"

"Can."

Jiang Chengzhou, familiar with the place, took out money and a lunchbox from the drawer of the corner cabinet in the living room, ready to go to the canteen.

He walked to the gate of the courtyard, then turned back.

"Auntie, can I bring my little sister along?"

"If my sister is willing, then it's fine."

Linlin had already spent time alone with her brother today. As soon as her brother called her, she happily followed him.

Lin Zhilan watched the two of them leave, and she could hear Jiang Chengzhou bragging about his sister even from the kitchen doorway.

After finishing his training, Su Lang walked to the canteen with his comrades.

"Commander Su, didn't your wife come to join the army? Why are you still eating in the mess hall?"

Su Lang said in a deep voice, "Cooking is troublesome, eating in the cafeteria is more convenient."

"Oh~"

The group exchanged a meaningful glance.

They had heard from their families last night that Su Lang's new wife was a great beauty.

Who doesn't like good-looking things?

But isn't the point of marriage to live life together?

What's the use of being beautiful if you can't even cook?

The group, who had initially been somewhat jealous of Su Lang, suddenly felt more at ease.

Ma Daniu pointed to the children in the crowd, "Commander Su, isn't that Chengzhou?"

Su Lang looked over, and sure enough, it was true.

Jiang Chengzhou held a lunchbox in one hand and his younger sister's hand in the other.

Someone tried to pinch his sister's cheek, but he slapped them back hard, which drew laughter.

Su Lang walked over quickly, picked up his daughter and placed her on his arms. Linlin instinctively hugged his neck.

"Uncle," Jiang Chengzhou complained, "they always try to pinch my sister's cheeks."

Su Lang patted his head, "You watch out, don't let them pinch him."

"Um!"

Seeing that he hadn't gotten any food, Su Lang asked, "Why did you only get rice?"

"My aunt made some super delicious dishes at home, but she didn't have any rice to cook, so I brought my sister to buy rice."

"Okay, I'll go buy the rice then."

As Su Lang approached carrying the child, Xiao Linlin's delicate and adorable appearance gradually became clear.

They also overheard the conversation between the uncle and nephew.

The same thought popped into everyone's mind:

How come Su Lang is so lucky?

The lucky Su Lang held his daughter with a hint of pride: "Linlin, call him uncle."

"Shh."

Jiang Chengzhou corrected her: "Little sister, it's uncle. Read it after me, uncle~ uncle~".

Linlin clenched her fists and hissed, "Shh! Shh!"

Hahahaha.

Everyone laughed good-naturedly, clearly amused by the little girl.

Jiang Chengzhou frowned. "My sister is still young, you're not allowed to laugh at her!"

Su Lang laughed and said, "Let's go, ignore them, let's go home for dinner."

Before they even reached the door, Su Lang and the others could already smell the aroma of the mixed fish soup.

The most pitiful are the Ma family across the street and the Li family next door.

Ma Daniu and Liu Chunhua have three sons: Ma Xiaodong, Ma Xiaonan, and Ma Xiaobei.

Each son is two years apart. Ma Xiaodong and Jiang Chengzhou are the same age, both over seven years old. The youngest is a few months older than Linlin, and is already three years old.

These three are all troublemakers; they can't resist going to someone's house as soon as they smell something delicious.

It wasn't until Liu Chunhua gave him a beating that he finally calmed down.

Next door to the Su family lived Deputy Regiment Commander Li. His family had an old lady, Chen Hehua, whom Lin Zhilan had greeted the day she arrived.

Seeing her grandson looking curiously into the neighboring yard, Chen Hehua smiled and said, "I didn't expect Commander Su's new wife to be such a good cook. I'll go and ask her for advice another day."

Wang Rou frowned: "Mom, don't spoil him. What kind of future can he have if he only cares about food all day? He should study hard."

Li Xuan's eyes dimmed.

Chen Hehua sighed inwardly.

Wang Rou used to be a rich young lady. After the liberation, her father donated all the family's assets and married his daughter to Li Jun, who was then a company commander, before he died.

The Wang family had been kind to the Li family in the past, and Chen Hehua didn't mind that her daughter-in-law couldn't cook or do housework.

But she was far too strict with her grandson.

The child, only six years old, is often confined to the home reading and writing books, and doesn't even have any friends.

Just as Li Xuan was starting to feel happy, his mother's words made him lower his head again.

Chen Hehua secretly decided that she would have to learn from the beautiful daughter-in-law next door when the time came.

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Su Lang had already witnessed his wife's culinary skills, so he was quite satisfied. However, Jiang Chengzhou was utterly astonished by his aunt's cooking, as it was the first time he had tasted it.

Su Lang first removed fish bones from his wife and daughter. Lin Zhilan nudged his hand and said, "Give some to Chengzhou."

Jiang Chengzhou ate without looking up, saying, "No need, Uncle is too slow, I'll eat by myself."

"Then slow down, don't get a fishbone stuck in your throat."

"Okay, Auntie."

There were four dishes in total. Lin Zhilan originally thought she wouldn't be able to finish them, but apart from the steamed swimming crab, the rest were all devoured.

When Jiang Chengzhou was finally finished eating, he had to put down his chopsticks and look at his uncle with envy.

He really couldn't eat anymore, but his uncle was an adult and could eat more.

After finishing her meal, Su Lang went to wash the dishes.

Lin Zhilan took her daughter for a walk in the yard to help them digest their food.

Linlin got sleepy after a short while.

The temperature on the island in winter is just right, neither too hot nor too cold. Lin Zhilan hummed a song as she lulled herself and her daughter to sleep.

When she woke up again, Su Lang was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her tenderly, and she could hear her daughter and Cheng Zhou talking outside the door.

Lin Zhilan blushed and glared at him reproachfully.

Su Lang stretched out his arm and embraced his wife's slender waist, easily pulling her onto his lap amidst her soft gasp.

He steadied his wife's waist with one hand, feeling her tension and stiffness.

But this time Su Lang didn't let go of her. Instead, he chuckled softly in her ear, "I heard from Chengzhou that you feel sorry for me?"

Lin Zhilan: "..."

Chengzhou's mouth seems to indiscriminately blast everyone.

Now that he was sure his wife didn't mind his intimacy, Su Lang's masculine instincts kicked in, and he asked, "May I kiss you?"

Su Lang put on a good act in front of Lin Zhilan, who always thought he was a very upright, even somewhat rigid, husband.

For example, although he doesn't talk much, he will take the initiative to do the heavy work at home and will not be a hands-off husband.

He is very gentle when he holds his hand or hugs his daughter, just like a gentleman.

There was a term circulating online before, "old-fashioned man," to describe men who are traditional, pragmatic, and reserved in expressing their emotions.

Lin Zhilan always felt that Su Lang was this kind of old-fashioned man.

But now...