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

"you……!"

Zhou Chen's eyes trembled; the worldview he had built up over the years seemed to crumble at this moment.

"Are you really the mountain god?"

Lin Zhilan touched a petal, then turned to look at Zhou Chen. "Do you think an ordinary person could do something like this?"

"Since you are the mountain god," Zhou Chen's voice was somewhat hoarse, "why do you still want to get married?"

Lin Zhilan blinked and started talking nonsense.

"I've finally entered the world, what's wrong with finding a man to have some fun with?"

Zhou Chen remained silent, somewhat convinced that the woman before him might not actually be human.

He still didn't believe in the existence of mountain gods, but he couldn't find any other evidence to explain what he had just seen.

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell others?"

Lin Zhilan laughed, "Do you have any evidence? You're just a patient who has just recovered. If you go out and talk nonsense, people will only think you're mentally unstable, which won't do you any good."

Zhou Chen was speechless.

After a while, Zhou Chen finally spoke, "I don't care who you are, I'm taking Linlin away now."

"Impossible!" Lin Zhilan blurted out. "I told you, I won't stop you from seeing her, but I will absolutely not agree to you taking my daughter away."

"I am her biological father!"

"But her biological mother entrusted her to me. Where were you then?"

Zhou Chen was speechless again.

Lin Zhilan sat down, not caring about sympathy, and slammed her hand on the table at Zhou Chen: "Linlin and I have already moved our household registrations, and she has changed her surname to Lin, which is now mine."

Zhou Chen wanted to remind her that the mountain god might not be surnamed Lin.

But seeing her tense demeanor, he chose to swallow his words.

"Comrade Mountain God, I am Linlin's father, and I will treat her well," Zhou Chen said earnestly.

Zhou Chen was unaware of Lin Zhilan's background, but now that he was alive, he naturally wanted to take his daughter back.

Lin Zhilan glared at him, "You're her father, and I'm some kind of deity. Can you be as powerful as a deity?"

Zhou Chen: "..."

That's utterly unreasonable.

Zhou Chen suspected that she was not a deity at all. Even if there were deities in the world, the woman in front of him was probably a spirit who had not yet attained enlightenment.

The two men stood facing off, neither willing to compromise on the issue of their daughter.

This stalemate was broken only when Linlin's silvery laughter came from the doorway.

Linlin was held by one hand each by her father and brother, and her feet would lift off the ground from time to time, "flying" up a short distance before landing and swinging again.

The bright yellow floral dress fluttered in the evening breeze, like a butterfly.

Zhou Chen stood up, knocking over the chair behind him.

"Mom, I'm home!" Linlin walked to the door, let go of her father and brother's hands, walked past Zhou Chen, and rushed into her mother's arms.

Lin Zhilan bent down, picked up her daughter, kissed her on the cheek, and said in a soft, sweet, even slightly affected voice, "Baby's back, Mommy's giving you a hug. Did you miss Mommy?"

Su Lang was initially a little nervous, but his wife's voice sent chills down his spine.

He exchanged a glance with his eldest nephew and stepped inside.

"I've been thinking about it." Linlin hugged Lin Zhilan's neck and rubbed her face against hers like a spoiled kitten.

Lin Zhilan held her daughter, turned her head slightly, and glanced triumphantly at Zhou Chen.

Trying to take her daughter away from her?

No way!

Zhou Chen's gaze fell on Linlin.

The little girl had two small pigtails on her head, a round face, and a bright smile.

Zhou Chen admitted that the other party had raised their daughter very well.

Su Lang stood at the courtyard gate and saw everything.

He saw the hostility on Lin Zhilan's face towards Zhou Chen and roughly understood what was going on.

They didn't have a good talk and ended up arguing.

Separation by death, reunion after a long separation—what Su Lang fears most is that the two of them will rekindle their romance.

But it seems like it can't be ignited now.

Su Lang raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and then he returned to his indifferent expression.

Men should be magnanimous.

Su Lang patted his eldest nephew, "Go, say hello, call him Uncle Zhou."

Uncle Zhou.

Zhou Chen snapped out of his reverie, nodded slightly, and said, "Hello."

Su Lang explained with a smile, "This is my eldest nephew. I've never been married before."

Zhou Chen: "..."

"Stay for dinner today. After dinner, I'll take you to your dorm for the night. There are no boats going out tonight." Su Lang invited him to stay, as if he were a regular friend.

Zhou Chen looked at his daughter, "I'm afraid Comrade Shan...Lin won't welcome me."

Lin Zhilan rolled her eyes at Zhou Chen.

Ever since she found out that Zhou Chen was going to take her daughter away from her, she couldn't stand the sight of him anymore.

"I didn't say you weren't welcome," Lin Zhilan said, holding Linlin and raising her chin slightly. "But if you insist on leaving, I won't stop you."

Zhou Chen still shamelessly stayed.

He wanted to spend more time with his daughter.

To keep cool, the dining table was set up directly in the yard.

Lin Zhilan held Linlin in her arms, instead of letting her sit on the small chair by herself as usual.

She held her daughter in one arm and held a spoon in the other, scooped up a spoonful of pork rib soup, blew on it to cool it down, and brought it to Linlin's lips.

"Ah~ Baby, open your mouth."

Linlin opened her mouth and obediently ate.

His big eyes held a great deal of confusion.

My mom isn't usually like this.

She often says that she should do things herself and not let her father feed her, nor let her grandparents or brother feed her.

However, she quickly forgot about these thoughts.

The food my mom feeds me always tastes so good!

Linlin nestled in her mother's arms, her little mouth wide open, eating with great satisfaction.

Lin Zhilan was unusually patient with the child today. She let Linlin eat whichever food she wanted, and even tolerated her refusal to eat vegetables.

Seeing that she was so busy feeding the baby that she hadn't eaten a single bite herself, Su Lang reached out to take the bowl from her. "Let me feed the baby. You eat first."

Lin Zhilan turned away, dodging Su Lang's hand, "I have to feed him. If someone else feeds him, the baby won't eat well."

Jiang Chengzhou took a couple of bites of rice, tilted his head and looked at it for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Auntie, are you crazy?"

Lin Zhilan gritted her teeth and poked the bowl hard with the spoon.

That brat has a foul mouth.

Su Lang put his fist to his mouth to hide his smile.

"Chengzhou, don't say that. Eat your food."

"Oh," Jiang Chengzhou turned his head back, "Auntie, if you feel unwell anywhere, just tell me."

Lin Zhilan forced a smile, "I understand, thank you."

"hey-hey."

Jiang Chengzhou smiled and focused on eating his rice.

Su Lang took his daughter from his wife's arms and spoke before Lin Zhilan could say anything, "You eat first."

He looked down at Linlin, "Baby, can you eat by yourself?"

Linlin glanced at her mother and said, "Okay."

"How about... I try feeding him?" Zhou Chen suddenly suggested.

The eyes of the entire family of four instantly focused on him.

Except for Linlin, everyone's face had three words written on it: