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

Wu Li's father works at the town's slaughterhouse. She is an only child, big and burly, but very picky. She is 26 years old and still unmarried.

Zhou Jianmin was good-looking and had an older brother who was a company commander in the army. He would send his allowance home every month, so he was well-off and often went to the city to wander around.

Although Wu Li is not good-looking, she comes from a well-off family and is an only child. If you marry her, you can take over her father's job at the slaughterhouse.

One was attracted to the other's appearance, and the other was attracted to the other's job.

They hit it off immediately, and Wu Li married into the village.

In her eyes, all beautiful women are vixens, so after marrying into the family, she constantly opposes the original owner of the body.

After Zhou Chen's sacrifice, she became even more blatant in bullying the original owner and Linlin, even making the original owner wash her clothes.

Now that she knew the blanket she usually used belonged to Lin Zhilan, she looked at Wang Guifen reproachfully, "Mother, don't stuff all sorts of junk into my room anymore!"

"I……"

Wang Guifen was furious. She had given her such a nice bed sheet, one that she herself was reluctant to use, and all she got in return was a "tattered" comment.

Wu Li entered the room and slammed the door shut with a deafening roar.

"Aren't you going to do anything about your wife?"

Zhou Jianmin avoided his mother's gaze, "I can't afford to offend her."

Lin Zhilan carried the quilt and box out of the Zhou family's house, and the neighbors who had been watching the commotion dispersed.

Lin Zhilan called out to one of the women, "Aunt Jinhua, would you like a red silk quilt cover?"

Zhao Jinhua stopped in her tracks. Her daughter was getting married soon, and she was worried about not having a decent quilt cover.

"I haven't used this red silk quilt cover before, but my sister-in-law has been using it for a few days. If you don't mind, I'll trade it for something else."

Zhao Jinhua was tempted.

People in the countryside wear homespun cloth; even red cloth is hard to find, let alone silk.

She didn't mind that it had been covered up; she could just wash it off.

"What do you want to change to?" She pulled Lin Zhilan aside.

Lin Zhilan: "How about we change the food? Rice will do?"

Linlin is only three years old. Eating too many sweet potatoes can easily cause her stomach to bloate and feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Jinhua thought for a moment and told her to wait there. She then took a cloth bag from home and filled it with five liters of rice for her.

"These are all the things your aunt can offer. You can change them if you want."

"Change!"

Lin Zhilan opened the box, took out the cotton from the quilt, and stuffed the quilt cover into Zhao Jinhua's hands.

In the original owner's memory, only Zhao Jinhua would speak up for her when people were spreading rumors.

The red silk quilt is of little use to her and her daughter at the moment; it can be exchanged for some food, so it's not a big deal to suffer a little loss.

We took the box and quilt core back to the old house; Xiaolinlin was still asleep.

Lin Zhilan went back to the Zhou family again.

There was nothing else to it; she remembered that the Zhou family's chickens had always been cared for and fed by the original owner.

After a struggle, when Lin Zhilan walked out of the Zhou family's house carrying two hens, Wang Guifen's shouts and curses echoed throughout the entire village.

"Mother," Lin Zhilan said, standing at the door with a chicken in each hand and a smile on her face, "What are two chickens? Zhou Chen has sent back almost a thousand yuan over the past few years, but I haven't seen a single penny."

"And this house, it was also built with Zhou Chen's money. Why don't we get the elders and the village secretary together, settle the accounts one by one, and redistribute the property?"

Wang Guifen stared at her, mouth agape, incredulous. "You're not Lin Zhilan? Who are you?"

Lin Zhilan used to have a pretty face, but she would often burst into tears in the wind and cry at the drop of a hat. She never dared to argue with anyone.

Today, she actually went against her several times, and Wang Guifen even suspected that she was possessed by something.

Lin Zhilan, who was "possessed," was not flustered at all. Right now, she was most afraid of ghosts and monsters. Even if they had doubts, there was nothing they could do.

"I've figured it out. I can let go of the money and the house issue. And please, don't bother me anymore!"

After saying that, she walked away with her two chickens, looking quite dignified.

When we got home, Linlin was already awake, sitting obediently on the bed. She wasn't crying, but her eyes were a little red.

Lin Zhilan bent down, picked her up, and walked outside. "Baby, look what Mommy brought back."

The two chickens had just had a big fight and were now a little listless, huddled in a corner of the yard.

"chicken."

"Yes, big hen, she'll lay eggs for our babies to eat later."

Linlin shook her head, "No, Uncle will eat."

Lin Zhilan wanted to yell at someone, but she held back in front of the child.

"Your uncle doesn't deserve to eat it, give it to the baby."

"Mom, eat."

"Yes, mom and baby eat together."

After hearing this, Linlin smiled so much that her eyes curved into crescent moons.

Lin Zhilan had never raised chickens before, so to be on the safe side, she took some spring water and grass from her spatial storage to feed the chickens.

The hen was quite cooperative, laying two eggs that very night.

There's only one pot in the house, so we have to take turns cooking rice and stir-frying vegetables.

Lin Zhilan was holding her daughter and tending the stove when she suddenly smelled a sweet aroma of rice.

Lin Zhilan paused.

Since the child was still young, she didn't dare let her drink the spiritual spring water directly, so she added some to the water used for cooking rice.

I never expected it to have this effect.

After suppressing her cravings, Lin Zhilan and her daughter finished making fried rice and enjoyed a satisfying meal.

Little Linlin looked at the empty bowl with regret, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

Lin Zhilan patted her tummy and smiled, "If you like it, Mommy will make it again tomorrow."

I don't know when it started, but she began to call herself "Mom" more and more naturally.

Linlin nodded happily, though she was feeling a little sleepy.

It's not good to go to sleep right after eating, so Lin Zhilan accompanied her for a walk around the yard twice before taking her to wash up.

The next morning, after Lin Zhilan finished eating with her daughter, she carried her to the village secretary's place.

"Zhou Chen's wife, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

Village Party Secretary Zhou Lizhong smoked a cigarette, his brows furrowed.

Zhou Chen was one of the best young men in the village. Now that he has sacrificed his life, the old Party Secretary is also heartbroken.

Lin Zhilan coaxed her daughter, "Call him Grandpa Zhou."

"Grandpa Zhou~"

"Hey, hey, be good."

Little Linlin is beautiful and lovely; her sweet voice warms people's hearts.

Lin Zhilan: "Secretary Zhou, when will the grain be distributed this year?"

"The autumn harvest has only just ended. After we hand over the grain purchased by the central government, we'll distribute the seeds we've kept."

"Secretary Zhou, my mother-in-law and I have separated our household. Could you please allocate my work points? I will collect my grain myself."

The Zhou family split up, but their previous work points were still counted together.

In the book, Wang Guifen directly took away the original owner's work points, and even claimed that she was keeping them safe for the mother and daughter.

When the original owner went to ask for it back, she was instead accused of being lazy, greedy, and trying to take advantage of her in-laws.

Upon hearing this, Party Secretary Zhou frowned even more deeply and asked, "How was the family property divided?"

Lin Zhilan said, "The old house was divided between me and Linlin, along with two liters of rice and a sack of sweet potatoes."

Secretary Zhou secretly cursed Wang Guifen for doing something unethical.

How can you divide a family property like this?