Zhang Guilan was just over forty this year, her husband used to work outside as a contractor and made quite a bit of money.
In the village, she barely did any laborious work, which is why her skin wasn't as rough as the others', nor did it show her age; she kept herself exceptionally well-preserved.
Latterly, after her husband died unexpectedly, Zhang Guilan opened a small store in the village and lived relatively comfortably.
Most notably, Zhang Guilan's voluptuous figure, even clad in a loose dress, appeared full and round, her plump buttocks outlined distinctly.
In Shanshui Village, this widow and her daughter-in-law were the object of many people's attentions.
Lin Tian sneaked a few looks and then somewhat reluctantly moved on.
But his mind was full of Zhao Xiufen's pleasant scent and the image of the mayor's wife shaking her bare body.
Somehow, since regaining consciousness, Lin Tian's thoughts about sexual matters had become incredibly intense.
Bang!
Lost in his thoughts, Lin Tian suddenly felt he had bumped into something soft and fragrant, stopping abruptly in his tracks.
Before he could recover, a woman's cry of pain rang out.
"Ouch, that hurts me to death."
"Lin Tian you idiot, you're not blind, can't you look where you're going?"
Lin Tian looked down and saw a girl, around seventeen or eighteen, sitting on the ground, continuously massaging her chest, looking at him with disdain.
It was Zhou Xinlan's daughter, Huang Yingying.
Huang Yingying had just turned eighteen this year, but her body was well-developed, not only was her bosom prominent, but her rounded buttocks, hugged by jeans, were also plump and round.
Her feet in sandals displayed her fair, delicate feet topped with red nail polish, beautiful like a piece of art.
Zhou Xinlan was Lin Tian's mother's sworn sister, and Huang Yingying, being two years younger than Lin Tian, should, by all accounts, call him 'Brother.'
But from what Lin Tian recalled, since he became feeble-minded, he often did embarrassing things, leading Huang Yingying to scorn him extremely.
Sometimes, she would even tease him secretly when Zhou Xinlan was not at home.
"Lin Tian, you idiot, where did you run off to? Dinner is ready at home; don't you know to come back?"
By now, Huang Yingying had already stood up.
Seeing Lin Tian standing there, dazed, she was utterly irked!
She could not fathom why her mother would adopt this fool, causing her to be ridiculed by friends wherever she went.
Lin Tian came back to his senses, he had originally wanted to tell Huang Yingying that he had recovered.
But seeing her attitude towards him, he felt a bit annoyed and decided to play a trick on her!
"Hehe, I'm hungry, I want to eat…"
Lin Tian chuckled foolishly, reaching out towards Huang Yingying's chest.
"Lin Tian, you idiot, what are you doing?"
Huang Yingying was terrified and quickly covered herself, retreating continuously.
"Hungry… I want to eat mantou, big and white mantou, I know where you hid them…"
Lin Tian pressed forward step by step, his foolish manner convincing to anyone.
"Lin Tian, you've really become a complete fool, how could I have… Ouch!"
Huang Yingying was both angry and anxious, berating Lin Tian loudly.
But she had not finished speaking when she tripped over a stone, crying out as she fell to the ground.
The pain hit her in an instant, bringing tears to her eyes.
Looking at Lin Tian, who had already approached, Huang Yingying was utterly panicked: "Lin Tian, you idiot, don't touch me, otherwise I will never let you off!"
Lin Tian did not intend to stop, he was quite upset by Huang Yingying's words.
He remembered, as children, he had been very kind to her, and Huang Yingying had even said she would marry him when she grew up.
He hadn't imagined that since becoming foolish, her attitude would change so drastically.
"Eat, eat mantou…"
Lin Tian became angrier the more he thought about it, his clutches reaching out toward Huang Yingying.
Huang Yingying was much younger than Zhao Xiufen, her skin surely softer and more supple, right?
Lin Tian's anticipation grew, but as he was about to make contact,
"Xiao Tian, what are you doing?"
A scolding voice suddenly rang out.
Lin Tian froze, recognizing it as the voice of his nominal Little Aunt, Zhou Xinlan.
"Mom, you finally arrived!"
Huang Yingying also realized, and turning her head, she started crying out to the approaching Zhou Xinlan.
"Yingying, what's going on here?"
Accompanied by a waft of fragrance, Zhou Xinlan quickly walked over.
Zhou Xinlan, only thirty-eight this year, was a standard mature beauty, possessing a face that was both elegant and gorgeous, and her whole presence emitted the charm of a mature woman.
Not only that, but Zhou Xinlan's figure was equally attractive. She wore a simple white dress that accentuated her ample bust and slender waist, with her exposed lower legs even more fair and delicate.
Especially the snowy whiteness of her neckline and her delicate collarbone, which strongly captivated Lin Tian's eyes.
"Aunt Zhou is so beautiful..."
Lin Tian was momentarily mesmerized.
Zhou Xinlan, although sworn sisters with his mother, was much younger than her, having a friendship that transcended age.
When Lin Tian was ten, he thought Aunt Zhou was beautiful, more so than any TV star.
Though not understanding matters between men and women, he simply liked to stick by her.
As he grew up, Lin Tian found it increasingly difficult to resist such a woman. Every time he saw her, he felt an inexplicable urge, followed soon by a sense of guilt.
Latterly, Lin Tian dared not seek out Aunt Zhou carelessly, but even so, during countless lonely nights, he dreamt of the enchanting Aunt Zhou.
Having been foolishly infatuated for three years, Aunt Zhou now seemed even more charming and alluring.
"Mom, that idiot Lin Tian was about to..."
Huang Yingying, ignoring Lin Tian, who was still in a daze, indignantly recounted everything that had just happened.
After listening, Zhou Xinlan's brows furrowed tightly.
A few seconds later, she sighed softly, "Yingying, even though what Lin Tian did was wrong, he is a fool, doesn't understand anything; you shouldn't take it to heart."
"Mom..."
Huang Yingying stomped her foot, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Alright, I know what you want to say, but no matter what, I will not drive Lin Tian away. He is my sister's son, and I will take care of him for the rest of his life!"
Zhou Xinlan directly interrupted Huang Yingying.
"Hmph! I'm going home first!"
Huang Yingying felt even more aggrieved, wiped her tears, and turned away to leave.
"Ah, this girl!"
Zhou Xinlan sighed helplessly and then hooked Lin Tian's arm, "Xiao Tian, let's go home for dinner!"
Feeling the softness of Zhou Xinlan's arm, Lin Tian's emotions surged.
Especially the pleasant fragrance emanating from Zhou Xinlan, which kept penetrating his nostrils, making it hard for him to control his reactions.
But remembering Zhou Xinlan's identity, and her many years of meticulous care, Lin Tian was instantly filled with guilt and quickly withdrew his arm.
"Xiao Tian, what's wrong?"
Zhou Xinlan was puzzled by Lin Tian's behavior.
"I..."
Lin Tian instinctively wanted to reveal his regained consciousness, but after blurting out a word, he realized something and immediately shut his mouth!