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After Transmigrating Into a Novel, She Become the Opposing Character’s Mother

When she awoke, she had somehow become the mother of the three villains in the novel, and a vicious supporting character at that! Her husband was so angry that he left overnight without even bothering to put on his shoes. The three little brats became as mischievious as monkeys! The aloof, arrogant system told her that if she wanted to return, she had to be a good person and instruct the villains properly. Just as she was rolling up her sleeves to teacher her three little brats a lesson, her husband returned with great wealth! He even hugged her legs and refused to let go. What was he trying to do? *** The children's father said, “Your mother's health is delicate but she's good-tempered. Don't bully her.” The mischievious little brats, who had been punished by being made to stand upside down, "Dad, open your eyes wide and look. Who's bullying who?" The children's father added, “My wife is honest and never causes trouble. All of you should give in to her.” The individuals who had been beaten up until they were black and blue, "Who should give into who now?" "My wife is virtuous and obedient. If I tell her to go east, she won't dare to go to the west!" The children's father brought over a basin of warm water. “My wife, the water for washing your feet is ready. Let me massage your feet!“

Painted Green Garden · General
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What should I do if he really becomes a father (3) _1

The mixed soup made at night was also very delicious to the little ones.

In fact, Bai Wenjing also liked to eat it.

The pickled vegetables were cut into fine pieces, fried with spring onions, ginger, and garlic, and then a spoonful of salt. No other seasonings were added. After they were cooked, a spoonful of sour soup was poured out for later use. The lumps were mixed with the soup, and when the water was boiled, they were boiled. After they were cooked, the previously fried pickled vegetables and the soup were mixed in, and the firewood in the stove could be extinguished.

The pot was still warm, and the soup inside would bubble. A bowl of soup, with a spoonful of oil and chili, tasted sour, spicy, and delicious. If Bai Wenjing wasn't afraid of getting fat from eating too much, she would have eaten three big bowls in one go.

However, after dinner, Xue baijun did not return to his room to sleep. Instead, he led his two siblings back to their room.