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

Who are you?

Linlin shook her head, "I don't want to be fed anymore. Mom said I should do things myself."

"Yes," Su Lang put a piece of spare rib on her plate, "we can eat by ourselves, we don't need anyone to feed us."

"Daddy's awesome!"

Linlin gave Su Lang a thumbs up.

Zhou Chen lowered his eyes. The last time he saw Linlin, she couldn't call him "Dad" yet.

Zhou Chen's desire to get his child back remains unchanged.

He had already contacted his former superiors. Although he could no longer return to the army, he was given the position of director of the local police station in his hometown because of his meritorious service and great sacrifice.

With a job, he can provide a good life for his children.

Zhou Chen has no plans to remarry; everything he owns will be left to Linlin.

After dinner, Su Lang escorted Zhou Chen to his dormitory.

Su Lang didn't ask him what he and Lin Zhilan talked about, but instead brought up the day he had the accident.

"I checked your death record. The body that was identified was wearing your uniform. I want to confirm with you when you switched clothes with that body?"

Zhou Chen was silent for a moment, then said, "I know what you want to ask. I've already told the organization everything."

Su Lang nodded, not asking any further questions, "As long as you know what I mean."

As they approached the dormitory, Zhou Chen stopped. "Commander Su, I hope you can persuade your wife to return my daughter to me."

Su Lang's expression visibly turned cold. "Sorry, impossible."

Regardless of whether Su Lang dotes on Linlin as if she were his own daughter, Lin Zhilan considers Linlin her precious darling, and they would absolutely not agree to Zhou Chen's request.

"Commander Su, you and Comrade Lin Zhilan are young and will have your own children in the future. Why are you trying to take her from me?"

Su Lang's eyes sharpened. "Zhou Chen, I rescued you, not so you could repay kindness with enmity."

Su Lang has many ways to deal with Zhou Jianjun.

He rescued Zhou Chen out of fear of losing his wife and daughter, but only because Zhou Chen was a brave soldier.

Su Lang had no intention of taking advantage of their kindness, but if Zhou Chen insisted on fighting with the couple for their daughter, Su Lang would not be polite.

Zhou Chen's lips moved slightly, "I only have Linlin left."

"Linlin is also unique in our hearts," Su Lang didn't back down, returning the favor with his own words, "You're still young, remarrying and having children isn't impossible."

"I will never get married again."

Su Lang sneered: "It's pointless for you to make promises to me."

There's an old saying: "I'd rather have a mother who begs for food than a father who's an official."

Su Lang has seen clearly all the care Lin Zhilan has for Linlin over the years.

Zhou Chen may now want to bring Linlin to live with him because of his guilt towards his daughter or his overflowing fatherly love.

But no one can guarantee how long this feeling will last.

Moreover, their family cannot accept the possibility of losing Linlin.

The couple wouldn't listen to reason, and Zhou Chen was at a loss.

"I will report this to the organization regarding the issue of Linlin's custody, and I will do my best to fight for it."

"You can give it a try." Su Lang's eyes were cold.

The two didn't speak again. Su Lang helped him register and then left.

Zhou Chen watched him walk away, narrowed his eyes, and went to find the room number.

At the end of the corridor, Zhou Jianjun rubbed his eyes while holding a washbasin, somewhat doubting his own eyes.

Because of the trouble caused by Cai Laifeng and Song Fang, things are still going on at home every day.

Zhou Jianjun has moved into the dormitory these days.

But I never expected to see this familiar face.

Why would someone who has already disappeared reappear in the military?!

Or is it that there are two people in this world who look exactly alike?

Zhou Jianjun's mind was in turmoil, and he was completely flustered.

Zhou Chen also didn't expect that his reunion with Zhou Jianjun would come so soon.

"Zhou Jianjun," Zhou Chen slowly walked over, sneering, "What? Don't you recognize me?"

"...Brother," Zhou Jianjun managed to squeeze out a sentence, "you're back?"

"Disappointed, aren't you?" Zhou Chen smiled, but his smile was somewhat bitter.

He was swept away by the flood while trying to pull Zhou Jianjun away.

Zhou Chen still doesn't understand why Zhou Jianjun, his brother and comrade-in-arms, deliberately misled the troops to determine the cause of his sacrifice.

Zhou Jianjun quickly realized what was happening, and his expression instantly changed from shock to ecstasy.

He threw the basin on the ground, opened his arms, and hugged Zhou Chen tightly.

"Brother, thank goodness! You're still alive! All these years, do you know how I... I thought you were really dead."

Zhou Chen raised his hand and pushed him away, "Zhou Jianjun, you don't need to pretend in front of me."

Zhou Jianjun wiped away his tears. "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Zhou Chen looked directly into his eyes. "Did you tell the commander that when I was swept away, you wanted me to go but couldn't stop me?"

Zhou Jianjun's face froze, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Since Zhou Chen already knows so much detail, he knows everything.

Because of the sound of the basin falling to the ground, some people were already peeking around in the corridor.

"Brother," Zhou Jianjun lowered his voice, his tone pleading, "could we talk in my dorm?"

He bent down to pick up the basin from the ground, pushed open a door, and stepped aside to let others pass.

Zhou Chen glanced at him, then followed him inside.

"You got a promotion? Now you can even have a single room."

Zhou Chen closed the door, leaned against it, and didn't answer.

Zhou Chen didn't urge him, but pulled out a chair from in front of the desk and sat down.

"Brother," Zhou Jianjun raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, "I was wrong, I was just momentarily blinded by greed."

"Continue," Zhou Chen said.

Zhou Jianjun took a step closer to him, his voice trembling slightly, "The reason I said those things to the regimental commander was because I wanted to leave a good impression on him; I wanted a promotion. I know it was wrong of me, I know I was wrong."

Zhou Chen scoffed. "What about identifying the body? I remember I changed my clothes for my fellow villager in front of you, and you just identified the body for me like that?"

He knew everything after all.

Zhou Jianjun closed his eyes briefly. "There were so many unidentified corpses back then, I thought you were really dead. I took your name only to save the army's manpower."

"Zhou Jianjun," Zhou Chen stood up, his chair lurching backward with a screeching sound, "say what you just said again!"

"elder brother……"

With a "bang," Zhou Chen's fist landed before he could even speak.

Zhou Jianjun was punched hard on the bridge of his nose, and a stream of hot liquid gushed out of his nostrils, dripping onto the shirt he had just changed into.

Zhou Chen grabbed Zhou Jianjun by the collar and punched him in the face again.

If it weren't for Zhou Jianjun, the troops wouldn't have given up searching for him so easily.

Maybe there will be a chance to find him, and maybe he will be able to regain his memory sooner.

Then the wife won't die!

Their family can be reunited.