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

"Don't worry, I understand," Song Fang said with a gentle smile. "Didn't we bring some cured meat with us? We can take one out when we visit the regimental commander's house."

"Hmm." Zhou Jianjun gave her an approving look and picked up a piece of fish for her.

Unexpectedly, Song Fang had just taken a bite when a fishy smell hit her head. She panicked, pushed the bowl away, covered her mouth, and went to the wall to vomit.

"What's wrong? Morning sickness again?"

Song Fang's throat burned from the acidic liquid. Pointing to the fish on the table, she said, "This fish is too fishy, ​​take it away quickly!"

Zhou Jianjun took a bite and said, "It's alright, this is what fish tastes like."

"Get out of here and throw it away! I can't stand the smell!"

Zhou Jianjun had no choice but to take the fish out and throw it away.

As soon as he stepped outside, he bumped into Aunt Ding.

Aunt Ding looked at the vegetables in his hand, her face turned rather unpleasant, and she couldn't even manage a smile.

She figured they were neighbors after all, and she'd be spending a lot of time together in the future, so she specially cooked two nice dishes for them.

Unexpectedly, they didn't appreciate it at all.

Zhou Jianjun reacted quickly and immediately said, "Auntie, my wife has severe morning sickness and can't stand the smell of fish, so I took it out to eat."

"I didn't expect that," Aunt Ding forced a smile. "I'm sorry, give me the bowl. She won't feel comfortable if she smells your odor."

Zhou Jianjun said awkwardly, "Alright then, thank you, Auntie. It's really because of her health, I'm so sorry."

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

……

While Song Fang was causing a ruckus over a bowl of fish, Lin Zhilan was surrounded by children.

The Chinese New Year is approaching.

The Traditional Chinese Medicine department was unusually quiet because there were no patients.

Lin Zhilan leaves work early every day and makes snacks for the children during the Lunar New Year.

What could be more appealing to kids than spicy strips?

Brush the dried bean curd sheets with water and steam until soft, then fry the garlic sprouts, cilantro, cinnamon, bay leaves, and star anise in oil until golden brown.

Once the fried oil is poured into a pre-prepared bowl of seasonings, the whole kitchen is filled with the pungent aroma of chili oil.

Jiang Chengzhou was ordered to stand outside the door. He craned his neck but couldn't see the pot. He could only cling to the door frame and try to breathe through his nose.

There were also three children from the Ma family piled up next to them, their mouths watering with envy.

Ma Xiaodong slurped his words, frantically hinting, "Aunt Lin, what delicious food have you made this time? It smells so good!"

Ma Xiaonan said, "It smells so good! I wish I could have a bite."

Ma Xiaoxi didn't understand her brothers' intentions and just kept swallowing her saliva.

Jiang Chengzhou was much more "sensible" and said, "Auntie, I'm not greedy. I just wanted you to try it."

Lin Zhilan was laughing so hard at these gluttonous cats.

She poured the steamed bean curd sheets into the chili oil and stirred them. The golden bean curd sheets were tinged with a red color that stimulated the taste buds, and the white roasted sesame seeds on top added a nutty aroma.

She first picked up a large bowl and handed it to Ma Xiaodong, saying, "Xiaodong, take this bowl back carefully, don't drop it."

Ma Xiaodong nodded, his eyes fixed on the bowl, not daring to open his mouth to speak, afraid that if he did, his saliva would spill out.

After seeing off the three sons of the Ma family, there was still one gluttonous boy left at home.

Lin Zhilan first picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and let him taste it.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Jiang Chengzhou gave two thumbs up, "Auntie, you must be a goddess, a culinary master!"

It's just a spicy snack, yet they've elevated her to a god-like status.

Lin Zhilan was both amused and exasperated. She picked up another bowl of spicy strips and asked him to deliver it to Wang Rou's house, and also to pick up Linlin, who was learning to paint at Wang Rou's place.

"it is good."

In order to continue eating delicious food, Jiang Chengzhou moved quickly and soon returned with his younger sister.

The sound of the three Ma boys crying could be heard outside again.

Lin Zhilan looked outside. "What's wrong with Ma Xiaodong and the others now?"

Jiang Chengzhou smacked his lips and said, "Aunt Liu hit them."

Why?

"They ate all the spicy snacks on the way."

Lin Zhilan: "..."

The Ma family's house is just a few steps away, and these three kids are really something...

Xiao Linlin is afraid of spicy food and can't eat spicy snacks; she can only dab them on her lips to taste them.

Jiang Chengzhou looked regretful and said, "My sister is so pitiful."

"Hmm~" Linlin rubbed her eyes and snuggled into her mother's arms.

Jiang Chengzhou put down his chopsticks and leaned over to look at Linlin's face. "Little sister, what's wrong? Are you angry?"

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "My sister isn't angry, she's just sleepy and making a fuss."

Jiang Chengzhou was stubborn and afraid of upsetting his younger sister, so he resolutely pushed the bowl forward, saying, "I'm not eating either."

Lin Zhilan looked at him with newfound respect. "Really not going to eat?"

Jiang Chengzhou leaned close to his aunt's ear and whispered, "I'll lie to my sister first, and then I'll eat after she falls asleep."

What a "good older brother".

Lin Zhilan hugged her daughter and asked, "Baby, do you want some spicy snacks too?"

Linlin shook her head, remembering the pain in her mouth earlier.

"Can I eat it, brother?"

Linlin turned her head and glanced at her brother. "Brother, your mouth hurts."

Chiang Cheng-chou: "I'm not afraid of pain."

Linlin hugged her mother's neck and looked at her with admiration.

"If you don't believe me, I'll eat it and show you." Jiang Chengzhou moved the bowl over to "prove" it to his sister.

When Lin Zhilan heard her daughter swallowing again, she quickly carried her to the room and coaxed her to sleep.

Linlin is afraid of spicy food, but she never learns her lesson.

She cries as soon as she eats it, forgets about it after crying, and then wants to eat it again next time.

The best way is to keep her from seeing it.

I had just put my daughter to sleep when another soldier came to deliver a package collection notice, reminding her to take the notice and her household registration book to the post office on the island to pick up her package.

"Sister-in-law, here are two forms and two packages. Remember to take them."

"Okay, thank you." Lin Zhilan grabbed a handful of fruit candies and gave them to him. "It's almost Chinese New Year, have some candy to sweeten your mouth."

The young soldier grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth. "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"You're welcome."

"Auntie," Jiang Chengzhou tiptoed to look closer, "who sent this package?"

Lin Zhilan looked at the list and said, "Hmm, one is a package for your maternal grandparents, and the other is a package for your younger sister's paternal grandparents."

"Oh." Jiang Chengzhou seemed somewhat uninterested.

He used to look forward to it; every time his grandma sent him something new, his friends would be envious for days.

But now he is happy every day, and he is happy even without his friends envying him.

"You stay home and play, okay? Your aunt will go get the package, alright?"

"Aunt, let me go with you. I'm afraid you can't carry it all."

Lin Zhilan shook her head. "What if my sister wakes up?"

"I'll go," Wang Rou said, coming out from next door. "Sister Lin, I'll go with you."

Lin Zhilan's lips parted slightly, somewhat surprised.

After picking up her paintbrush again, Wang Rou found something she enjoyed, and her overall condition improved significantly.

But she still doesn't really want to go out.

Lin Zhilan never forced her, because for her, any push from others was a burden.