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

Su Lang looked at her, his eyes filled with possessiveness and aggression.

and……

Can I have a kiss?

What old-fashioned man would talk like that?

Lin Zhilan wasn't short, but sitting on his lap, she appeared somewhat petite, her whole body easily enveloped in his embrace.

Seeing that she remained silent, the man moved closer and closer to her with his handsome face, his hot breath spraying onto her face.

too close.

Lin Zhilan felt uncomfortable and tried to back away, but was firmly held by a large hand around her waist.

The temperature of the man's palm rose higher and higher, reaching her through her thin clothes and making her feel hot all over.

Lin Zhilan bit her lip and glared fiercely at Su Lang.

Noticing his wife's tense body begin to relax, a dark glint flashed in Su Lang's eyes, and he sealed his wife's red lips with his own.

Lin Zhilan was so surprised that she forgot to close her eyes, and she could clearly see the man's eyelashes trembling nervously.

Suddenly, her heart softened, and she slowly closed her eyes.

When a person is unable to see, their other senses are amplified infinitely.

The man's breathing grew heavier and heavier beside them, and the two exchanged breaths, making the room feel warmer and warmer.

Suddenly, Jiang Chengzhou's loud laughter came from outside the door.

Lin Zhilan instantly snapped out of her daze, all shyness vanished, and she raised her hand to push the man away.

Su Lang reluctantly pulled her lips away, her voice hoarse: "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhilan: "..."

The man even asked what was wrong?

Lin Zhilan really wanted to punch him.

"What if the children suddenly come in while they're outside?"

Su Lang chuckled upon hearing this and lightly pecked her red lips a few times. "Don't worry, I just locked the door."

His handsome face was completely open and honest. What was wrong with wanting to be intimate with his wife, with whom he had already registered their marriage?

Su Lang's gaze shifted downwards; his wife's red lips parted slightly, as if inviting him.

His already dark eyes deepened even further as he lowered his head to peer inside, savoring the chilling intimacy.

The man, without any instruction, had just been rubbing his lips together, but this time he went straight for the kiss, striking directly at the heart of the matter.

Just when Lin Zhilan thought things were about to get out of control and they were about to commit adultery in broad daylight, he suddenly covered her eyes and rested his head on her shoulder.

The man's heavy breathing filled her ears, and Lin Zhilan felt a numbness in her tongue and a slight redness and swelling in her lips.

She calmed her racing heart and reached out to push him.

Su Lang chuckled, his voice low and husky yet magnetic, "It's getting late, let me hold you a little longer, I have to go lead the team in training later."

Whether she was disappointed or relieved, Lin Zhilan relaxed and leaned against him.

Su Lang embraced the soft, fragrant body, veins bulging on his forehead. Even though he was about to explode with pent-up desire, he forced himself to hold back.

There really wasn't enough time; after all, it was their first time together, and he didn't want it to end too soon.

Besides, the child is still outside. If his daughter suddenly looks for her mother, he worries that his shy wife might not be able to handle it.

Su Lang kissed his wife's forehead, sighing inwardly. He only kissed her briefly, as if he couldn't resist any longer.

During lunch, Lin Zhilan gained a better understanding of the appetites of the two men in her family, one big and one small.

Having already experienced the cafeteria food, Lin Zhilan didn't want to disappoint her stomach and decided to go out to buy groceries.

When Jiang Chengzhou heard that she was going out to buy groceries, he quickly stopped her, saying, "Auntie, groceries are only available in the morning."

Lin Zhilan said disappointedly, "What should we do then? We'll have to eat at the cafeteria tonight."

It's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. After that mixed fish soup, Jiang Chengzhou was completely won over by his aunt's cooking skills.

"Auntie, can you make mixed fish soup again tonight?"

"But there are no fish at home."

Jiang Chengzhou swallowed hard just thinking about it. "I'll go buy it. Yan Yuan's family definitely has some."

Lin Zhilan paused, then sat down and asked him carefully, "Are Yan Yuan's parents your uncle's comrades-in-arms? Why is he selling fish alone this morning?"

Jiang Chengzhou shook his head. "He only has one grandfather. The teacher said that his parents drowned when they went out to sea to fish."

Lin Zhilan sighed softly. It turned out that in the book, there were three orphans who had come together.

"Auntie, can we still have mixed fish soup tonight? I'll help you clean the fish and start the fire."

Lin Zhilan: "I won't have mixed fish soup; I'll have grilled fish for dinner."

"All right."

In Jiang Chengzhou's heart, his aunt's mixed fish soup is the most delicious thing in the world. But when it comes to cooking, his aunt is the boss in the family, and whatever she says goes.

The older brother carried a bucket to buy fish, and Linlin tugged at his sleeve, refusing to let go.

Previously in Zhoujia Village, Lin Zhilan raised her child alone and never dared to let her go out, so Xiao Linlin didn't have many friends.

Now that she finally has a little brother to play with, Linlin has started to cling to him like she clings to her mother.

Lin Zhilan also happened to want to go and see, so the three of them went together.

Yan Yuan's home is not far from the sea, in a sheltered spot at the foot of the mountain. The surrounding area is inhabited by fishermen, and various dried fish and fishing nets are drying outside.

Jiang Chengzhou walked to a house familiarly and knocked on the door.

"Yan Yuan, are you home?"

Several families nearby peeked out and saw that Lin Zhilan and her daughter were good-looking and well-dressed, clearly the wives of some military officer. They glanced enviously at the Yan family's house and then looked away.

The dilapidated wooden door was opened, and he saw Lin Zhilan and Linlin. He paused, his hand holding the door frame still.

Jiang Chengzhou, ever the friendly type, led his younger sister inside, not forgetting to greet his aunt.

The Yan family's house was dilapidated, with cracks in the walls and only simple tables and chairs as furniture, even worse than Lin Zhilan's previous house in Zhoujia Village.

Lin Zhilan glanced at him briefly, then asked with a smile, "Yan Yuan, isn't your grandfather home?"

"He went out to sea and will return when the tide comes in."

Yan Yuan's toes unconsciously tucked in.

He's grown quite a bit taller recently, and his feet have gotten longer too; his toes have pushed a hole through his shoe.

In contrast, Lin Zhilan and Linlin were wearing matching white and blue dresses, black leather shoes, and white socks, looking like the rich young ladies their parents used to talk about.

Standing in the dimly lit room, he seemed somewhat out of place.

"Oh, I see," Lin Zhilan said with a smile, "Auntie would like to buy some fish from you. Could you take me to see them?"

"Can."

Yan Yuan led them to the back of the house, where there was a courtyard with a small pond for fish. Next to it were a chopping board and a knife, clearly indicating that fish were being killed.

But he seems to be only seven years old now, the same age as Chengzhou.

Lin Zhilan thought about it, and nowadays, a seven-year-old child is only in elementary school and probably needs to be coaxed to eat by their parents every day.

But Yan Yuan, at the age of seven, could already kill fish by himself and even set up a fish stall to sell fish all by himself...

Perhaps fearing she would find it dirty, Yan Yuan quickly said, "Fish don't live long out of seawater. If they aren't killed and dried soon, they'll smell bad."

Lin Zhilan smiled and nodded: "You're really capable."

Yan Yuan lowered his head shyly, just in time to meet Linlin's curious gaze.

She was as pretty as her aunt, Yan Yuan thought to himself, "I wish I had a younger sister like that."

but,

Forget it.

If she were my own sister, she probably wouldn't be able to wear such beautiful dresses and shoes.