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

This is also why Lin Zhilan likes her second sister-in-law so much.

Sometimes people are like containers; whatever the world puts into them, that's what will overflow.

Lin Zhilan has always given and received, so she is very balanced and satisfied.

However, Lin Zhilan felt that Deng Jing was always giving out, and even her tolerance of Su Jue's absence was a form of giving.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhilan put her arm around Deng Jing's waist and said nonchalantly, "Second sister-in-law, let's not go back today, let's continue having fun."

"But there are children at home..."

Lin Zhilan half-pushed her forward, saying, "How old are the children? Besides, Su Lang and Second Brother are here, so don't worry."

Lin Zhilan simply took Deng Jing out for a wild and unrestrained time.

We went shopping for clothes, took photos at a photo studio, and went to a tea restaurant for herbal tea and snacks. In the morning, we watched "The White-Haired Girl," in the afternoon we watched the dance drama "The Red Detachment of Women," and in the evening we went to the New Year's lantern festival.

When they returned to the guesthouse that evening, both of their legs were sore.

After soaking their feet and washing up, the two lay down on one bed.

Lin Zhilan sighed and looked at the ceiling. "Second sister-in-law, what are your thoughts on second brother's insistence on working?"

Deng Jing pulled the blanket up to her chin, opened her eyes in the darkness, and gave a soft, bitter laugh. "I don't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, my thoughts won't change anything."

Lin Zhilan turned her head to look at Deng Jing's blurry profile, hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell the truth.

"Actually, my second brother wanted me to ask you something. You've been a little too nice to him lately, and he's a bit scared."

Deng Jing smiled, let out a long breath, and said softly, "Zhilan, I'm being silly, but if something happens to Su Jue again, do you think it's possible that this is the last time we have together?"

Lin Zhilan sat up in shock, the blanket slipping off her shoulders. She looked at Deng Jing, "Second sister-in-law, why would you think that?"

Deng Jing stared at the ceiling, a tear silently rolling down her cheek. "I never imagined his job would be so dangerous."

In Deng Jing's eyes, Su Jue was a scholar.

Although I knew he had various health problems due to his work, I never thought they would endanger his life.

Deng Jing had already endured an ordeal during Su Jue's last emergency treatment.

She knew Su Jue had made a decision she couldn't change, so she accepted it.

Can only accept.

Lin Zhilan's heart clenched. She didn't say anything, but just hugged her and patted her back like she was comforting a child.

Both of them remained silent for a long time.

Lin Zhilan knew that Deng Jing was definitely not asleep yet, so she pulled her up and made her sit cross-legged on the bed facing her.

"Second sister-in-law, let's think about what will happen in the future."

"Huh?" Deng Jing didn't understand what she meant.

Lin Zhilan asked, "If my second brother comes back alive, what will you do?"

Deng Jing was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time, and then said through gritted teeth, "Then I have to make him work like a slave for me for the rest of his life, only then will I feel at ease."

Lin Zhilan chuckled, "Okay."

She then asked, "What if my second brother dies?"

This time, Deng Jing did not respond.

Lin Zhilan rested her chin on her hand. "Su Lang is a soldier. Every time a plane came by when he went to sea, I felt extremely nervous. I even asked myself, what if Su Lang were to sacrifice himself?"

Deng Jing watched her silently.

Lin Zhilan continued, "Later I thought it through. I knew I would be sad, but I also knew I would live my life well."

Deng Jing was not a military wife, and this was the first time she had heard Lin Zhilan say such things.

She also realized that there were people who could empathize with her.

Deng Jing took Lin Zhilan's hand and squeezed it.

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "Second sister-in-law, I'm fine now. Let me tell you, I even imagined how long I would be sad."

Deng Jing chuckled. "How long?"

Lin Zhilan answered seriously, "At first I thought it would be two years, but then I felt that two years was too long, and after two years, I might still feel sad when I think about him, so it's not worth it."

Then I thought, why not set aside an hour each day to be sad? But then I thought, can't I have a whole day of happiness too?

Finally, I decided to give myself a month to immerse myself in grief, and then rearrange my life.

Deng Jing found her thinking childish, both amusing and exasperating. "Why would you think of such things?"

Lin Zhilan blinked, hiding her tears. "Maybe I want to practice more. I've done a problem many times, so I should be able to handle it easily during the exam."

Deng Jing was speechless, suddenly unsure of what to say.

However, Lin Zhilan quickly changed the mood, tugging at her hand, "Second sister-in-law, you still haven't told me, how long are you planning to be sad?"

Deng Jing followed up on her childish words, saying, "Then I'll be heartbroken for a month, just like you."

Lin Zhilan became competitive, "If I'm better than you, I'll be heartbroken for half a month."

Deng Jing, unusually childish, said, "Then I'll be sad for a week."

"Then I'll be sad for three days."

"Then I'll take a day."

"Then I'll spend the whole morning."

"Then I'll take an hour."

Lin Zhilan gritted her teeth, "Then I won't be sad."

Deng Jing chuckled, and the two looked at each other before bursting into laughter in the darkness.

Because of the conversation that evening, Lin Zhilan's attitude towards her second brother improved noticeably after she returned home.

After all, because of her, Second Sister-in-law decided to only grieve for Second Brother for an hour.

Su Jue felt uneasy. Taking advantage of her two daughters clinging to their mother whom they hadn't seen for a day and a night, she quickly found Lin Zhilan and asked, "Zhilan, what did Xiaojing say?"

Lin Zhilan glanced at Su Jue with pity, then covered her son's ears in her arms. "Second sister-in-law is afraid she won't see you again, so she should at least have a good last meal."

"..." Su Jue said with difficulty, "It can't be that bad, can it?"

Lin Zhilan sighed, "Who knows? Just like my second sister-in-law never expected that you would end up in the emergency room because of work."

Su Jue was speechless for a moment.

Lin Zhilan picked up the struggling Su Li and sighed again, "Second brother, take care of yourself. If you really die, your wife will lose her husband, Peipei and Yaoyao will lose their father, Mom and Dad will lose a son, Su Lang and I will lose an older brother, and our family of three will lose our second uncle and maternal uncle..."

Lin Zhilan finished speaking in one breath, then paused before saying, "As for yourself, you will lose everything. The most important thing for a person is to live; only by living can there be hope."

Su Jue forced a smile.

The little brat in her arms was quite heavy and kept moving around. Lin Zhilan couldn't stand it anymore and slapped his bottom. "Behave yourself."

"Hehe." Su Li, itching for a beating, finally behaved herself.

Lin Zhilan looked at Su Jue and said, "Second Brother, what would you like to eat tonight? I'll cook it for you myself."

Su Jue gave a wry smile. "Another last meal?"