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

Tu Jing sat in the middle, with Lin Lin supporting his legs. Jiang Chengzhou, the three boys from the Ma family, and Li Xuan, who rarely went out, were all in the courtyard, telling Tu Jing stories.

The courtyard was filled with laughter and joy.

The scene is extremely harmonious and beautiful, leisurely and warm.

Is this his home?

Or is it Tu Jing's house?

Su Lang felt a subtle displeasure.

He took a deep breath and silently stepped into the courtyard.

The children had their backs to him and were unaware of his presence. Only little Linlin noticed her father's figure, smiled and waved to him, then looked up at Tu Jing.

Su Lang's smile vanished again.

I can't laugh.

Tu Jingxian stopped first, stood up and greeted him.

"Commander Su."

Comrade Tu.

Su Lang nodded in response, his expression indifferent and imposing. Although the weather was relatively warm, one could feel a chill emanating from his entire body.

He only softened his expression after Lin Zhilan came out of the kitchen and said, "I'll go change my clothes first."

Lin Zhilan looked at his back with a puzzled expression, feeling that something was off.

Why did she feel that Su Lang looked aggrieved?

Chen Hehua, who followed Lin Zhilan out, chuckled to herself. Xiao Su was just like her silly son; both were romantics.

Tu Jing lowered his head and smiled.

Commander Su is a bit petty.

After packing the porridge and handing it to Tu Jing, Chen Hehua prepared to take Li Xuan home.

"Auntie, thank you for taking care of my child today."

"You're welcome. Let them come and play often in the future."

Little Linlin is very good at sweet-talking people; she smiles sweetly whenever she sees Wang Rou.

She wore a white inner garment with a bright yellow outer jacket. Her shiny black hair was tied into two cute little buns by Lin Zhilan, which, combined with her delicate face, made her look like a little flower in spring, brightening one's heart just by looking at her.

Wang Rou, whose face was usually stern, managed a rare smile when she saw Linlin.

This time, for the first time ever, Li Xuan and Linlin were allowed to go out and play together.

Li Xuan reluctantly followed his grandmother home, and Liu Chunhua also called the three boys from the Ma family back.

Seeing that Su Lang hadn't come downstairs yet, Lin Zhilan went up to look for him.

As soon as she pushed open the door, the man pulled her into his arms, his iron-like forearm positioned between her and the door.

Lin Zhilan struggled, but her strength was no match for a man's—like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"Su Lang~"

Her face was flushed, and although she clearly wanted to get angry, her voice sounded sweet and gentle.

The two were very close, and Lin Zhilan could smell the refreshing scent of soap on him.

She had already noticed that Su Lang was usually fine, but when the two of them were in close contact, his domineering nature would show.

For example, right now, even though there's so much space in the room, she insists on pressing her body so close together that Lin Zhilan feels half of her body is burning hot.

Su Lang was filled with jealousy and wanted to be intimate with her.

Seeing how pitiful and adorable she was, Su Lang's previously wavering heart suddenly settled down, and it felt as if something in his chest was about to burst out.

His hand unconsciously caressed the waist of the woman in his arms, and Lin Zhilan felt a tingling sensation all over her body, and couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

Su Lang felt his breathing and heartbeat quicken, and his usually proud self-control collapsed instantly.

He lowered his head and kissed her, wishing he could devour her whole to satisfy his craving.

"Su Lang..." Lin Zhilan still retained a sliver of reason, "The baby is still down there..."

"Zhilan, please take care of me first..."

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice was hoarse, his movements were forceful, yet his tone carried a plea for help.

Lin Zhilan's heart softened, and she stretched out her arms to put them on his broad shoulders, her blood-red face pressed against his chest muscles as she breathed heavily.

Encouraged, Su Lang's actions became increasingly brazen, his hand secretly slipping inside his wife's clothes...

"Commander!"

Suddenly, Bai Yang's voice rang out from downstairs: "Emergency! The division commander ordered me to inform you to return to your unit immediately, take the first regiment, and get on the ship right away!"

"Okay, I'm coming right away!"

The enchanting atmosphere from just now vanished abruptly.

Su Lang steadied his breathing, pulled his wife into his arms, and kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry, I..."

"No need to say these things," Lin Zhilan raised her hand to cover his mouth, "When I chose to marry a soldier, I never thought you would stay by my side forever."

Su Lang kissed her gratefully and guiltily, then skillfully packed his things in the wicker trunk.

The practiced movements were clearly the result of more than one or two attempts.

Lin Zhilan took out several boxes of pills and ointment from the room and put them into his suitcase. "You know how to use the ointment. The pills are for regulating the spleen and stomach. They are mild in nature. Take a few when your stomach is uncomfortable."

After saying that, she remembered something and stuffed all the sauces she had made in the kitchen into his box.

"I don't know what the food is like on the ship, but you can take these and mix them into your rice and eat them."

Having served in the military for many years, Su Lang developed a habit of wolfing down his food. In addition, he often went hungry or overeating when on missions, which caused him to frequently experience stomach aches.

Su Lang had never said it, but it couldn't be hidden from her, the doctor.

Time was limited, and Su Lang didn't have time to express his myriad thoughts, but his actions to show his liking and being moved were very direct.

He gently lifted his wife's chin with his large hand, then leaned down and gave her a passionate kiss.

Su Lang paused, estimating the time, took a few deep breaths to dispel the sweet scent of his wife in his mouth, and then quickly explained, "The fleet is at sea. If things go smoothly, it might take a month or two. If it goes slowly... I might not be able to celebrate the New Year with you."

Lin Zhilan hugged him, "Are you in danger?"

"No," Su Lang lied to her, not wanting her to worry, "Don't worry, this happens often, it's just patrolling, there won't be any conflict."

That's obviously a lie.

This urgent mission must be because the fleets of some countries are provoking us in the vicinity of our territorial waters.

Their navy is now far behind those of developed countries, but they cannot tolerate other countries wantonly challenging their bottom line.

Once a conflict breaks out, they must be prepared to make sacrifices.

He released his wife's hand and earnestly instructed her, "If anything happens at home, go to your division commander or Political Commissar Zhuang. Take good care of yourself."

After saying this, Su Lang put on his military cap, saluted her, gave his wife a deep look, and before she could react, he picked up his suitcase and strode out without looking back.

After Su Lang went downstairs, she quickly instructed Jiang Chengzhou, "I have to go on a mission, and your brother Bai Yang isn't here either. You're the only man in the family, so you need to listen to your aunt, take good care of her and your sister. Can you do that?"

Jiang Chengzhou seemed used to these farewells. He mimicked his uncle's salute and said, "I can do it!"

"Good lad!"

Su Lang patted her daughter's head: "Baby, listen to Mommy at home."