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

"Well……"

Lin Zhilan couldn't take it anymore and let out a muffled groan, placing her hand on his chest.

Su Lang felt a pang of sadness, a surge of immense satisfaction and possessiveness welling up within him.

not enough!

not enough!

Su Lang succumbed to the roaring desire within him, and like a true wild beast, he devoured the sweet taste in the other's mouth.

After a long while, Su Lang stepped back slightly and pressed his forehead against the woman's.

He breathed heavily, his Adam's apple bobbing as he forced himself to calm down. His fingertips slipped through Lin Zhilan's hair, gently sliding down to her waist.

The sudden separation left Lin Zhilan somewhat bewildered. A tear, glistening with emotion, still clung to the corner of her eye, and her gaze held a hint of confusion.

"Don't look at me like that." Su Lang covered her eyes with his hands, his body pounding with suppressed rage.

But with children in both rooms, Su Lang knew she couldn't take the final step.

If Lin Zhilan knew what he was thinking, she would definitely tell him:

It's not like you can only do it in the room...

But Lin Zhilan doesn't understand why he gave up halfway.

If she hadn't secretly checked his pulse, she would have suspected that he was impotent.

Lin Zhilan was caught in a dilemma, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed.

Once her legs had calmed down, she pushed Su Lang away, glared at him fiercely, and ran back to her room.

Su Lang glanced at his lower body with a wry smile.

Well, all that bath I took was for nothing.

Applying for new housing was urgent, and Su Lang retrieved the application form the very next day.

The island was only recently built, and the number of military dependents has only gradually increased in recent years.

The most popular house is the newly built white building in front.

Lin Zhilan prefers bungalows with small courtyards to apartment buildings.

Su Lang listens to his wife, Linlin listens to her mother, and Jiang Chengzhou listens to his aunt.

So, the whole family "democratically" unanimously chose the old house.

While Su Lang was training, Lin Zhilan took the two children to inspect houses.

There was a house that Lin Zhilan liked very much. It was a two-story building with a yard in front and a tall coconut tree next to it.

In the future, this will definitely be a seaside guesthouse.

Such a nice house should be highly sought after by everyone.

Unfortunately, it just so happened that the new staff housing was completed, and everyone who could apply for housing got the new housing.

Either you don't have the professional title to apply for a house of this standard.

Perfect timing, Lin Zhilan got the lucky break.

After choosing a house, Lin Zhilan told Su Lang about it that evening.

She was just about to say that no one had lived there for a long time and the yard was overgrown with weeds, so it needed to be tidied up, when she heard Su Lang say that he was on leave tomorrow and could go and tidy it up.

Since he was so sensible, Lin Zhilan wanted to reward him. "There's a piece of cured pork that Aunt Hehua gave us. I'll make you claypot rice later."

"What kind of claypot rice?"

"What... food?"

Jiang Chengzhou suddenly appeared from some corner, followed by a little tagalong.

Knowing full well that her nephew was a glutton, Lin Zhilan said helplessly, "You won't be left out."

"Hehe, thank you, Auntie."

Seeing him playing with his younger sister on the table, Lin Zhilan suddenly thought, "Su Lang, has Chengzhou started school yet?"

"Last year, we opened a children's class. Several of my sisters-in-law looked after it, but it was mostly just for fun; they didn't really study seriously."

Lin Zhilan was about to say something when she was interrupted by a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it was Aunt Lotus from next door.

"Xiaolin, I heard you're moving to a new house, is that true?"

Liu Chunhua came out upon hearing the noise, wanting to hear what they had to say.

The island has poor conditions. From April to October every year, there are constant typhoons, both large and small. The worst one fell many trees, and I heard that someone was even killed by one.

Most military spouses come from inland areas, where typhoons bring torrential rain, flooding, and other terrifying conditions.

In addition, the island is hot and humid, and insects such as centipedes often crawl into the yard. Many families can't stand it and leave with their children after a short time.

The military is now building family housing, hospitals, and schools to attract military families to stay.

Therefore, the new houses were chosen first by the families of the newly arrived military personnel, while the elderly people chose later.

Liu Chunhua also wanted to live in an apartment building, but her three sons insisted on being neighbors with Jiang Chengzhou.

She knew exactly what her three sons were thinking, since they were her own flesh and blood.

I just have a sweet tooth.

If I hadn't stopped them, they would have loved to stay at their house.

As for Chen Hehua, she had a completely different idea in mind.

Daughter-in-law Wang Rou never lifts a finger, but she can still help with housework and take care of the children.

But she's old, and we don't know how many more years she has left to live.

Wang Rou was a loner and disliked the vulgarity of the military wives in the family compound; she refused to associate with them.

But look at Xiaolin, she's good-looking, has a good temperament, and can even teach her daughter and nephew to recite poems. She's clearly a cultured person.

How come others can both compose poems and manage their homes so well?

Chen Hehua actually had a selfish motive: she wanted her daughter-in-law to learn from Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan had no idea what they were thinking, and she told them the address of the new house.

When they said they wanted to be her neighbors, Lin Zhilan smiled faintly and welcomed them.

She was very lucky; her neighbors were all very considerate.

Su Lang worked quickly, spending the whole morning cutting all the grass in the new yard and tidying it up neatly.

I heard from Lin Zhilan that she wanted to plant some vegetables in the yard and had also cultivated the land.

Lin Zhilan went to clean the house, while Jiang Chengzhou was responsible for taking his younger sister out to play.

With the whole family working together and each doing their part, they cleaned the new house spotless in less than a day, and now they're just waiting to move in the new furniture.

While they weren't looking, Lin Zhilan sprinkled a layer of insect repellent powder around the yard, and the family of four went home together under the sunset on the island.

Su Lang held Linlin in his arms, while Lin Zhilan held Jiang Chengzhou's hand; their shadows behind them resembled a painting.

Much later, when Chiang Cheng-chou looked back, he still felt that moment was the best illustration of "happiness".

The claypot rice did not disappoint the family.

Heat a clay pot over high heat, brush the bottom with a layer of oil, put in the pre-soaked rice, cover the pot and cook over high heat for two minutes, then simmer over low heat for three minutes. Add the sausage and greens in order, pour in the prepared sauce, and simmer for another five minutes.

When the lid is lifted, the oil and aroma of the sausage have all seeped into the rice grains.

With a quick flip of the rice spoon, you'll find a layer of golden-brown crispy rice crust at the bottom. One bite reveals a savory and delicious flavor.

Jiang Chengzhou, this little glutton, has been completely won over by his aunt.

Even if Lin Zhilan were to roll a stone in the pot right now, he would still believe that stone is the most delicious stone in the world.

A short while later, the sound of crying came from the Ma family again.

Lin Zhilan shrugged, fearing that her family would have to eat accompanied by the crying of the three Ma brothers from now on.

Lin Zhilan thought she should teach Chunhua's sister-in-law later; claypot rice is simple and easy to make.

Jiang Chengzhou buried himself in his food, and the sound of the three Ma brothers crying made the rice in his bowl seem even more delicious.