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

Such a man is naturally the first choice for young lesbians to date.

But he's too difficult to approach.

When he encounters a woman, his face is as cold as ice, and he can shut you up in just a few words.

The leading man in the performing arts troupe spoke to him for a couple of minutes, and afterwards, whenever he was mentioned, his face would darken as if they had a grudge.

But look at this now, in public...

Although the couple didn't do anything very intimate, they somehow gave off a cloying, affectionate vibe.

That's so cheesy.

After dinner, Su Lang took his wife for a walk to aid digestion.

The village has already taken a headcount, and the wounded will be sent to the hospital one after another. Lin Zhilan and the others will be able to go back this afternoon.

The soldiers also had to help the villagers clear the silt and dredge the roads, which couldn't be done in just a day or two.

The island where the military region is stationed is very large, and it also has mountains and dense forests.

Lin Zhilan was pulled along by Su Lang as they slowly strolled along, their gaze drifting towards the mountain.

Su Lang held the soft hand in his palm, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Want to go up the mountain?"

"A little," Lin Zhilan said, "I don't know if there are any Chinese medicinal herbs in the mountains."

Su Lang chuckled, "I don't know about Chinese medicinal herbs, but I'd like to find some good wood to make a sturdy bed."

"You..." Lin Zhilan shook off his hand, glaring at the man with annoyance, her eyes sparkling and alluring. "Can't you be serious for once?"

Su Lang's eyes darkened as he was captivated by the allure in his wife's eyes. Taking advantage of a moment when no one could see, he quickly lowered his head and stole a kiss from that rosy spot.

He said speechlessly, "Zhilan, if we repeat what happened last night a few more times, I'm afraid I'll break it."

Lin Zhilan followed his gaze downwards and finally realized what was happening.

A wave of heat rose to his face, and he subconsciously stepped on Su Lang's military boots.

Her expression was fierce, and before Su Lang could react, she turned and strode quickly toward the tent.

Su Lang leisurely dusted himself off and quickly caught up with him, smiling.

Lin Zhilan followed the main group of hospital staff back to the hospital first.

Ye Congshan and Lin Zijun were also busy, spending the whole day in the surgery department.

Before leaving get off work, Lin Zhilan called out to Ye Congshan and Lin Zijun, "Director Ye, it's time for us to get paid."

Ye Congshan suddenly realized that he had been so focused on receiving his salary that he had completely forgotten he now had to pay his own salary.

"This... Shall I send it?"

Lin Zhilan: "Of course."

Ye Congshan is a local of the island. He studied medicine with his master for more than 20 years when he was a child, always following behind his master to copy prescriptions and prepare medicines.

With many disciples and no outstanding talent, he often didn't even get a chance to receive acupuncture.

Later, his master was invited to teach at a health school, where he also obtained a vocational school diploma, and was then assigned by the state to return to his hometown island.

Now that his master and fellow disciples have all been sent to the countryside, he has escaped disaster by staying on the island and has even been transferred to the military hospital to become the head of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.

He only had Lin Zijun as his subordinate, whose job was to give the soldiers massages every day.

Although he was nominally the head of the department, he had no experience in managing people and was not used to it.

After Lin Zhilan arrived, he felt like he had found his pillar of support, and he just needed to follow her instructions every day.

Now he's suddenly being put in charge again...

"Dr. Lin, you should send it."

Lin Zhilan took the ledger. "I remember Director Ye, you're a middle-aged backbone military doctor, administrative level 22, with a monthly salary of 62 yuan, right?"

Ye Congshan: "That's right."

Lin Zhilan counted out 62 yuan from the drawer and handed it to him, saying, "Please count it yourself."

"it is good."

Lin Zhilan: "Lin Zijun, junior military doctor, administrative level 23, monthly salary 52 yuan, is that right?"

Lin Zijun: "Yes."

Lin Zhilan gave him 52 yuan and then gave herself 52 yuan.

When Ye Congshan signed the pay slip, he realized something was wrong.

"Dr. Lin, why do you only earn 52 yuan a month?"

After Lin Zhilan finished distributing salaries, she checked the accounts again. "Lin Zijun and I are both junior military doctors, so our salaries are just this much."

"But, but..." Ye Congshan stammered anxiously, "But all this money was earned from selling your ointment."

After he finished speaking, he took out another ten yuan from his pocket. "No, no, you should keep this ten yuan."

"And here's ten more dollars." Lin Zijun quickly took out ten dollars and placed them on the counter.

Lin Zhilan laughed and said, "Dr. Ye, Lin Zijun, I'm here to work, not to rob you. My arrival has actually lowered your salaries; what's going on?"

Lin Zijun, being an honest man, blurted out, "If you hadn't come, our Traditional Chinese Medicine department would have been shut down. They say we'd be reassigned to administration, but it's really just logistics work, earning at most twenty or thirty yuan a month. How could we possibly get that much salary?"

Lin Zhilan, of course, would not accept it.

According to historical timeline, the State Intellectual Property Office will not be established for at least another eleven years, and the implementation of the Patent Law will not be until sixteen years later.

Therefore, there is currently no private ownership of patents, and the field of traditional Chinese medicine is also not privately owned.

She's just asking for trouble by arbitrarily increasing her own salary.

"Dr. Ye, I really can't accept this money. You don't want anyone causing trouble for you later, do you?"

Most people nowadays are honest and simple, but there are still quite a few who are envious. Lin Zhilan doesn't want others to have anything on her mind.

Ye Congshan and Lin Zijun had no choice but to give up upon hearing this.

However, Ye Congshan had already made up his mind.

Lin Zhilan was in a good mood after receiving her first month's salary, and hummed a song as she went home.

First, he gave his daughter a sweet kiss, and then patted his nephew on the shoulder.

Emotions are contagious. Jiang Chengzhou held his younger sister's hand and followed behind his aunt, skipping and jumping together.

"Aunt, why are you so happy today?"

Lin Zhilan turned around, cupped his face and rubbed it a few times, "Because I got paid! In a few days I can take you and your sister to Guangzhou for fun, and we can also buy some New Year's goods."

"That's great!" Jiang Chengzhou jumped up with joy.

Little Linlin didn't know what her brother was so happy about. She just eagerly grabbed her mother's hand, wanting her to rub her face like she rubbed her brother's.

The little guy had delicate skin and tender flesh. Lin Zhilan touched him perfunctorily a couple of times before she was happy.

While cooking dinner, Lin Zhilan noticed that Jiang Chengzhou wasn't out having fun like before, but instead stayed by the stove helping her tend the fire.

"Chengzhou."

"Um?"

"Your aunt is busy enough, why don't you and your sister go out and play for a while?"

Jiang Chengzhou shook his head, the fire in the stove casting a yellowish glow on his face. "Auntie, children shouldn't be spoiled. I'm already seven years old."

Children teach themselves to teach their children.

Lin Zhilan found him incredibly adorable and couldn't resist giving him a reward, "So sensible? Whatever you want to eat tomorrow, your aunt will make it for you."

"Coconut Chicken!"

Fish and shrimp are easy to buy on the island, but pork and chicken are hard to find.

I made coconut chicken once before, and Jiang Chengzhou still can't forget it.

"Sure, if we can buy chicken. If not, how about we go to Guangzhou to buy some in a few days?"

"good!"

In the yard, Linlin reached out to Su Lang, who was covered in mud, and said, "Daddy, hug me."