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

Jiang Chengzhou also bought a string of them.

Su Li was too young to play with, and he didn't have any fire in his hands, so he could only watch longingly as his older brothers and sisters followed him around.

He got beaten up because he went to pick up someone else's dud.

A dud is a firecracker that doesn't go off even when lit.

Modern firecrackers are all made using traditional methods. The fuse is made of homemade cotton thread, and if it gets damp or the powder is uneven, it won't explode quickly.

Some may even take tens of seconds or minutes to explode.

Therefore, parents will repeatedly tell their children not to pick up duds before they set off firecrackers.

If one of the cannons doesn't go off, everyone waits a while before going to light the next one.

No one expected Su Li to suddenly run out to pick it up.

Jiang Chengzhou was the first to rush over, grab his wrist, and throw the dud out of his hand.

Before Su Li could react, Jiang Chengzhou slapped him on the butt.

Su Li went home crying, clutching her bottom.

The dud never went off; only his backside went off.

When they got home, Su Li was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Lin Zhilan and Su Lang were frying meatballs in the kitchen when they heard their son crying. They looked at each other but didn't say anything.

Deng Jing naturally wouldn't ignore it, and quickly went out to pick him up.

"What's wrong, Lili?"

"Ouch..."

"Where does it hurt?"

"My butt hurts."

Deng Jing was both amused and exasperated. "What happened to your butt? Did you fall?"

"I took the taxi!" Jiang Chengzhou walked in from outside.

Deng Jing was at a loss for words, but luckily Lin Zhilan had already washed her hands and come out.

She took Su Li from Jiang Chengzhou and asked, "What trouble has he gotten into this time?"

Jiang Chengzhou sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of water, drank it all in one gulp, and said angrily, "He went to pick up the duds."

Lin Zhilan: "..."

Su Li's still-healing buttocks were slapped twice more.

The pain intensified, and Su Li cried loudly, struggling to get off her mother.

Lin Zhilan put him down, but he became unhappy again and started hitting her.

Two chubby little hands lashed out at Lin Zhilan's legs like whirlwinds, wailing as they hit her: "Mommy's bad! Brother's bad! You bad guy!"

Although he was small, he was quite strong, and his blows really hurt.

Lin Zhilan pulled him away, "Okay, okay, I'm bad, just stay away from me."

Su Li froze for a moment, then stood there jumping up and down, pushing Lin Zhilan towards the door, yelling, "Mommy's mean! You're so mean, so mean!"

Unable to distinguish between "walk" and "long", Su Li's face turned bright red, as if she had been fluffed up.

Lin Zhilan crossed her arms, unmoved. "This is my home. If anyone's leaving, it's you."

Su Li raised her head, looking at Lin Zhilan with teary eyes.

He sniffled, his voice trembling with tears, and said, "Longer is fine!"

He turned around and stormed out the door.

Deng Jing tried to pull him away, but Lin Zhilan stopped her.

Deng Jing said urgently, "Zhilan, quickly call him back, don't let him get away."

Lin Zhilan was also angry.

Su Li's personality really needs some work to be done.

Lin Zhilan didn't even dare to think about what would happen if the dud she picked up actually exploded.

He's still young, so they can still discipline him. But if he's this naughty when he grows up, who will be able to control him?

Su Li had already reached the door, slowed her pace, and strained her ears to listen to the sounds behind her.

He just wants his mother to call him and give him a way out, so he can come back naturally.

But after waiting for a long time, Lin Zhilan didn't call him.

Even though Su Li walked slowly, she had already stepped out of the courtyard gate.

Lin Zhilan still didn't call him.

Su Li pursed her lips into a thin line and stubbornly walked forward, leaving Lin Zhilan with a figure that seemed to have been abandoned by the whole world.

Only when he reached the alley entrance did Lin Zhilan finally stand at the door and call out, "Su Li!"

Su Li stopped in her tracks.

"return!"

Su Li didn't move, her mind was in turmoil.

Children also have a strong sense of self-esteem.

He hasn't regained his dignity yet.

Su Li thought that if his mother called out "Li Bao" to him at this moment and comforted him, he would go back.

"Libao" never arrived.

All he got in return was Lin Zhilan's cold question: "Are you coming back or not?"

Su Li blinked pitifully, but ultimately didn't dare to actually run away.

"Fine, I'll go back!"

Su Li turned around and walked back angrily.

As he passed by Lin Zhilan, he gave her a look of pity and reluctance.

Lin Zhilan: "..."

Lin Zhilan has unilaterally started a cold war with her son.

After Su Li finished standing as punishment, Lin Zhilan deliberately wandered around in front of her, but she pretended not to see her.

During the period leading up to the Lunar New Year, Lin Zhilan had a lot of free time and spent a lot of time at home.

Su Li wasn't very clingy to her before, but lately he's been like a little rice cake, following her everywhere.

Now Lin Zhilan is ignoring him. Su Li has tried many times to make his mother's presence known, but Lin Zhilan remains unmoved.

He silently turned around, buried his face in his arms on the table, and shed tears.

No amount of coaxing can work.

Both Deng Jing and Su Jue returned empty-handed.

The three sisters were taken to the village tailor for measurements by their grandparents again, so they weren't home.

Lin Zhilan was both angry and heartbroken. She nudged Su Lang, telling him to go and comfort the child.

Su Lang sighed, folded the newspaper and placed it on the table, then reached out and scooped her son up.

Su Li was in her father's arms, still lying on the table.

She covered her face with her hands, buried her head in her palms, and sobbed uncontrollably.

Su Lang used a bit of force to pry his hands away and wiped his tears with a handkerchief. "Does your bottom still hurt?"

Su Li paused in her sobbing.

butt?

His buttocks had stopped hurting a long time ago.

If his father hadn't brought it up, he wouldn't have remembered that he even had a butt.

"It hurts!" Su Li's lips trembled, and overwhelmed with grief, she cried even louder.

Su Lang rubbed his bottom. "Are you done yet?"

Su Li buried her face in Su Lang's chest and continued to whimper, her tears soaking Su Lang's shirt.

Dad didn't understand his pain at all.

Jiang Chengzhou finished the dried sweet potato in his hand, patted the crumbs off his hands, and walked over.

He bent down and whispered something in Su Li's ear.

Su Li lifted her head from Su Lang's chest, looking at her brother with teary eyes and a blank expression. "Huh?"

He was so busy crying that he didn't quite hear what his brother said.

Helpless, Jiang Chengzhou repeated it in his ear again.

Su Li understood this time.

He struggled with his legs and slid off Su Lang, walking to Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan was looking down at her book when she caught a glimpse of that small figure out of the corner of her eye.

Su Li stood in front of him, her hands clasped together, and whispered, "Mom."

"Hmm," Lin Zhilan replied coldly.

"sorry."

Lin Zhilan put down her book and looked down at him.

The little guy kept his head down, not daring to look at her. He had been crying for so long that his forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his nose and eyes were red, making him look rather pitiful.

This kid only knows a few words, and "sorry" has almost become his catchphrase.

"What did you do wrong?" Lin Zhilan's tone was no longer as harsh as before.

Su Li tilted her head and thought for a moment, then blinked, "I don't know."