Chapter 70

Zuo Mingyan, like Cha Jiuzhang, was tall and slender, with a cool and ethereal aura.

Her chest, while not as full as Jiang Tiantian’s, was still above average.

Hearing Jiang Tiantian’s words, Zuo Mingyan shyly glanced at their chests. It seemed like it wouldn’t fit her.

Jiang Tiantian had a personality that was sometimes a bit domineering and carefree.

Compared to her, Zuo Mingyan’s soft and timid nature was like child’s play.

It didn’t take long before she was persuaded—almost brainwashed—by Jiang Tiantian into trying it on inside the room.

With a flushed face and clumsy hands, Zuo Mingyan followed Jiang Tiantian’s instructions and put on a set of burgundy lingerie.

Wasn’t the fabric a bit too minimal? It was just a palm-sized piece.

But once she wore it, it actually felt quite comfortable.

Covering her chest with both hands, she shyly whispered, “Tiantian, I… I’ve put it on. Do you think it’s okay?”

Jiang Tiantian removed her hands from covering her eyes and turned around.

“Wow… Mom, your figure is amazing!”

She excitedly circled around Zuo Mingyan, repeatedly praising her.

Normally, it wasn’t obvious under her clothes.

But it turned out her mom was quite well-endowed.

Jiang Tiantian giggled mischievously, “Mom, you look absolutely stunning. Really.”

She pushed Zuo Mingyan in front of the large mirror embedded in the wardrobe. “Don’t believe me? See for yourself.”

Zuo Mingyan shyly examined her reflection in the mirror.

This was a version of herself she had never seen before.

Her face was flushed, her eyes clear and watery, and her tall, proud figure, accentuated by the delicate lingerie, made her feminine curves stand out beautifully.

She covered her mouth in disbelief.

For the first time in so many years, she was seriously looking at her own body.

Jiang Tiantian thought Zuo Mingyan was beautiful, but she always acted too reserved and strict, never letting herself relax.

She always kept her thoughts and emotions hidden, processing them alone.

She loved her husband so much—she could try to open up more and let herself be freer.

The first step was breaking free from the shackles on her body.

She coaxed, “Mom, every woman’s body is a masterpiece of the goddess Nuwa. You have to learn to accept it and cherish it.”

“For a marriage to stay sweet and lasting, rice and daily necessities aren’t enough—it also needs mutual admiration and attraction.”

“Look, Mom, you’re so beautiful!”

“So don’t hesitate to show Dad your beauty.”

Jiang Tiantian cupped her face, her eyes sparkling. “You look so good right now, even I’m mesmerized by you, let alone Dad!”

For Zuo Mingyan’s generation, talking about their bodies was considered shameful.

In their subconscious, this wasn’t seen as a proper topic.

Even with their closest partners, they preferred to hide in the darkness, too shy to reveal themselves.

But today, Jiang Tiantian’s words gave her a new perspective.

That’s right. People always praise men’s physiques, but rarely do they complement a woman’s body.

This was the body of a mother, the source of life—why should she feel ashamed?

Under Jiang Tiantian’s influence, Zuo Mingyan became more open and started to appreciate and embrace herself.

In the end, with her face burning red, she grabbed the fabric bundle and ran back to her room.

Jiang Tiantian let out a satisfied breath.

She clapped her hands.

Mission accomplished!

Time to move on to the next task.

By now, she had completely forgotten the awkwardness from mealtime.

Happily, she sneaked into the medicinal garden.

“Grandpa, I’m here to help you plant bulbs!”

Cha Jizu straightened up and waved at her. “Come on, I can see you’re not one to sit still.”

He handed her a small hoe. “Like this—place one bulb every 20 centimeters.”

“Got it!”

Jiang Tiantian swung the hoe confidently. “Grandpa, just watch—I’ll make sure to do a great job.”

Cha Jizu chuckled at her enthusiasm. “Alright, I believe in you. But be careful not to damage the bulbs.”

“If you break one, that’s one less for planting.”

“All these bulbs together will only cover about half an acre.”

Jiang Tiantian thought to herself, Grandpa, why are you in such a rush?

Next year, these bulbs will multiply 20 to 30 times—you’ll have more than you can handle!

She worked even faster than Cha Jizu, finishing her assigned section first.

Seeing that there wasn’t much left on Cha Jizu’s side, she called out, “Grandpa, I’m done here! I’ll go fetch water for irrigation.”

With that, she picked up the buckets and headed to the well.

Cha Jizu watched her retreating figure, shaking his head with a laugh.

This girl—she must have been born in the wrong place.

She should have been born in the countryside.

Look at her—so lively every day.

Compared to when she first arrived, she looked so much healthier.

This girl was meant to be the daughter-in-law of the Cha family.

He couldn’t help but imagine—if Jiang Tiantian had grown up in their household, growing up alongside Cha Jiuzhang…

Childhood sweethearts.

A perfect match!

Every time they walked out together, people would say: Look, what a beautiful couple!

The more he thought about it, the more he smiled to himself.

After the two of them finished their work, Zuo Mingyan fetched a watermelon from the well, cut it into neat pieces, and brought it to the medicinal garden.

The grandfather and granddaughter duo, both wearing straw hats with their pant legs rolled up and bare feet covered in mud, took the watermelon.

Sitting side by side on the field ridge, they ate the watermelon while gazing expectantly at the freshly watered medicinal field.

They both looked like they wished the plants would sprout flowers overnight.

The scene was quite amusing.

Zuo Mingyan turned around and saw this sight, instantly bursting into laughter.

It seemed that ever since spending time with Jiang Tiantian, the old man had become more adorable.

He used to be such a serious and proper person.

When Cha Jiuzhang returned home, he happened to witness this scene, and a deep sense of helplessness washed over him.

His clean, refined, fragrant, and beautiful wife…

Had once again turned into a muddy little monkey!!!

Was there any hope for his wife?

Why couldn’t she be like Mom—elegantly reading books or delicately embroidering every day…

Or even better, snuggling in his arms while reading or embroidering…

But alas, dreams were beautiful, and reality was cruel~~~

Cha Jiuzhang couldn’t help but grumble in his heart.

The old man was always dragging his wife into these dirty, tiring farm chores.

Truly, the older he got, the more childlike he became!