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

Lin Zhilan nodded, picked up the bucket, and went to the well to fetch water.

"I'll help you."

Chen Jin dodged Lin Zhilan's hand, snatched the carrying pole, and without saying a word, carried the two full buckets of water home.

Lin Zhilan had no choice but to follow behind.

When I got home, the door was locked.

Chen Jin thought to himself that this girl was still cautious.

Lin Zhilan wasn't doing it for the money, but for her daughter. However, she didn't explain. She opened the door and let Chen come in and sit in the yard.

She left the gate to the courtyard wide open, so that people outside could see right into the yard.

She poured a glass of water and placed it on the stone bench. "My house is messy, so please don't come in."

Chen Jin looked around the small courtyard. It was clean and tidy, with even the firewood neatly stacked. He knew this was just an excuse, but Lin Zhilan was right to do so.

"Comrade Lin, I've come to see you today to ask if you have any plans to remarry?"

Lin Zhilan was taken aback. She remembered the note Su Lang had left behind, which she had already thrown into the stove.

As for remarrying, there's absolutely no need for that.

Thinking this to herself, she simply said, "No."

Linlin slowly woke up from her coma, and when she didn't see her mother, she called out anxiously.

Lin Zhilan quickly went back into the house and carried her out.

Last time at the Zhou family home, Linlin kept her head buried in her mother's arms, and Chen Jin didn't get a good look at what she looked like.

Upon seeing her, I couldn't help but think to myself, "Like mother, like daughter; she's definitely a little beauty in the making."

Lin Zhilan coaxed her daughter, "Linlin, call..."

"Call me Grandpa."

Linlin hugged her mother's neck, turned to look at Chen Jin, and whispered, "Hello, Grandpa."

"Oh, okay, okay." Chen Jin hurriedly reached into his pocket, only to find it empty. He could only say, "Let's go to Grandpa's house tomorrow, and Grandpa will buy you candy."

Linlin pursed her lips and gave a small smile.

Even though she was the only child in the Zhou family, Old Man Zhou never looked at her or smiled at her.

Chen Jin had just had a grandson, and now seeing how cute Linlin was, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

He said earnestly to Lin Zhilan, "Comrade Lin, I suggest you think this over carefully. I know you have money, but is it really a good place for your daughter to live?"

Lin Zhilan remained silent.

She did want to take Linlin to a different environment, but that's how it is these days; without a letter of introduction, you can't move an inch.

"Boss, are there any traditional Chinese medicine hospitals in the town or city? I know about traditional Chinese medicine and I'd like to find a job there."

Dr. Lin Zhilan is a chief physician and has the confidence to do this job well.

Chen Jin glanced at the door and whispered, "Don't say things like that anymore. Many doctors from major hospitals are being criticized and sent to farms, especially traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, who are being labeled as feudal dregs and subjected to criticism!"

Lin Zhilan was taken aback and inwardly cursed herself for not being cautious enough.

Although this book is set in a fictional world, its historical timeline largely follows that of real historical events.

Now, it's exactly in that decade.

"I understand, thank you for reminding me."

Chen Jin waved his hand and said, "However, there is a place where, if you have the ability, you might have the opportunity to become a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner."

Lin Zhilan's eyes lit up. "Where is it?"

"force."

force……

"Comrade Lin, I myself am a former soldier, and my wife used to be the director of the Women's Federation. Let's not talk about remarriage for now."

I'll shamelessly ask you, would you be willing to become godparents?

I only have one son. If you're willing, I'll have both a son and a daughter.

This was something Zheng Hui and he had agreed upon.

Chen Jin is, after all, the head of the Civil Affairs Department. If Lin Zhilan wants to remarry, then he can help her improve her status.

If he doesn't want to remarry, it means he's willing to be Lin Zhilan's support.

Lin Zhilan was of course aware of his good intentions.

only……

She didn't know how to get along with her elders.

Previously, when she was in the hospital, some elderly people even complained about her bad attitude.

Chen Jin didn't rush her, but instead teased Linlin by talking to her.

After a long silence, Lin Zhilan spoke up: "Boss, as long as you don't mind..."

"I don't mind at all."

Seeing that she had given in, Chen Jin immediately took out two red paper packets from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"This is for you and Linlin. Come over for dinner whenever you have time."

Lin Zhilan wasn't used to being polite and could only accept, saying, "Thank you, leader."

"Don't call me 'leader' yet, call me 'uncle' first. We can change how we address each other after we get home and have dinner."

Lin Zhilan pursed her lips: "Thank you, Uncle."

After seeing Chen Jin off, Lin Zhilan bolted the door, turned around and opened the red paper packets, each containing ten yuan.

Twenty yuan is roughly a month's wages for an average worker.

This is not a small number.

Lin Zhilan was having a bit of a headache. She had a million ways to deal with an elder like Wang Guifen.

But dealing with someone like Chen Jin who is kind to you can be tricky.

She has little experience in interacting with elders.

Perhaps the winds of Zhoujia Village were a bit strange, because in less than half a day, the whole village knew that Chen Jin had come to see Lin Zhilan.

Wang Guifen came to the door again, shouting and cursing, accusing her of seducing an old man.

Linlin was sitting in the yard with her mother, learning to count. But when she heard her grandmother's voice, she was so scared that she grabbed her mother and tried to run into the house.

Uncle Chen is right, Zhoujia Village is indeed not a good environment for Linlin to grow up in.

After calming Linlin down, Lin Zhilan opened the door. "What are you doing here making a racket again?"

Wang Guifen pointed at her nose, "You surnamed Lin, my son has only been dead for a few days, and you dare to bring wild men home!"

"You slut, you can't sleep without a man, can you?!"

For thousands of years, the insults directed at women have mostly been the same old thing.

It's the humiliation of a slut.

The original owner was driven to death by these words.

Lin Zhilan retorted coldly, "How could I be as anxious as you, a mother? Zhou Chen has only been dead for a few days, and you're already leading a matchmaker and a man to your daughter-in-law's house."

"Within a hundred miles, you probably won't find a mother as caring as you. Even in the afterlife, Zhou Chen will have to kowtow to you in gratitude!"

The onlookers laughed.

Zhao Jinbao and the matchmaker were both brought by Wang Guifen, and everyone knew what she was up to.

Wang Guifen: "I...I was..."

She stammered for a long time but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Lin Zhilan leaned against the door, looking down at her slightly. "I warned you before, if you come looking for me again, I'll settle the score with you properly."

The year Zhou Chen married me, his monthly allowance was 48 yuan. Not counting his promotion, it was 576 yuan a year, and 1728 yuan over three years. He sent it all back untouched.

"You and Dad are the elders, so you want to separate the family property. Fine, but shouldn't Linlin and I also have a share of Zhou Chen's money?"

The villagers were in an uproar.

Nowadays, it's considered a miracle if any household can save 20 yuan a year.

Nearly 2000 yuan is an astronomical figure.

Wang Guifen swallowed hard. "That money... that money was all used to build houses."

Among the crowd, Zhou Jianjun's mother and Song Fang were also watching the spectacle.

Lin Zhilan's eyes suddenly locked onto them.