[Urban] Wild Countryside Madness (Complete) - 7-9

Tian Miaomiao's Story [Part 1]

Seeing her mother apologize, Miaomiao felt happier than during the New Year. She had won the psychological battle with her mother. She knew that in the days to come, whatever her mother did would be passive. Because her mind was fragile, because she couldn't bear the blow of losing her son, she had failed—which was exactly what Miaomiao had hoped for.

Miaomiao, not one to back down, pressed on, saying, "So, Mother, you finally admit your nipples are big?"

Tian's wife felt hot all over. Although embarrassed, she dared not offer any objection, because offending this little devil would have dire consequences. She could only give a vague answer, refusing to say whether it counted as a reply. However, she never expected that something even more embarrassing was yet to come.

"Mom, I want to see your nipples, you don't object, do you?"

"What? See...see...see Mom's nipples?"

Aunt Tian didn't know what to do. She had finally managed to coax Miaomiao back to his senses, and she couldn't bear to imagine the consequences if she chased him away again. But how could she bring herself to do something as shameful as letting her son see her nipples? She didn't understand why her son was so fixated on her body.

Actually, it wasn't surprising. Aunt Tian was just a busy farm woman, busy with the daily grind of life. Being both father and mother, she had already exhausted all her energy caring for her son and family; she had no time for anything else.

As her son grew older, she, as a mother, might have noticed the changes in his body. However, a woman with such traditional values and strong moral principles wouldn't allow her to pay too much attention to her son's physical changes.

Aunt Tian dared not and could not admit that her son was beginning to be curious about the female body, because she wasn't psychologically prepared for it, nor did she know how to face such a change.

Aunt Tian's instinctive reaction was anger. Her son's unreasonable request had once again wounded her pride. Her trembling hand rose again in fury, but when she saw her son's still swollen face, her anger vanished instantly. She knew the consequences of that slap: losing her son's heart forever. This pain, worse than death, sent chills down her spine. Aunt

Tian was both ashamed and angry, yet helpless. She could only plead, "Miao Miao, please don't do this, okay?

I'm not like you... I'm a woman, how can I be so casual? Please don't make things difficult for me anymore, okay?"

Miao Miao, afraid that her mother would say something too harsh, quickly said, "Alright then, since it's inconvenient here, I won't watch. But when we're home, with no outsiders around, you can let me watch as much as I want, right?"

Aunt Tian was both amused and exasperated. Wasn't this the same request? Only the time and place were different. She hurriedly waved her hands, saying, "No, no. Not even at home."

Miao Miao angrily replied, "Why not? There are no outsiders at home, just the two of us. Is it wrong for a son to want to see his own mother's breasts?"

Meeting her son's stubborn gaze, Aunt Tian's resolve deflated like a punctured balloon, and she said helplessly, "Why do you insist on embarrassing your mother?"

Miao Miao slyly said, "I don't want to embarrass you, Mom. I just love you so much."

Her son's words immediately amused Aunt Tian. She gently poked her son's cheek. She scolded, "How outrageous! Is this what liking your mother is like? Who has ever heard of a mother taking off her clothes to show her son if he likes her?" Miao

Miao blinked her big, dark eyes and said, "I don't know about others, but I really like my mother!"

Aunt Tian sighed softly and muttered to herself, "Silly Miao Miao, what's so interesting about a woman's breasts? If you want to see them, you'll have plenty of time. When you grow up, you'll probably get tired of looking at them!"

Miao Miao was so aroused by her mother's words that she thought her mother had changed her mind, and her desire to peek at her mother's body became even more urgent.

Aunt Tian snapped out of her daze and said seriously, "Miaomiao, don't be silly. You're my son. What kind of logic is it for a son to look at his mother's breasts? What's the difference between that and a pig or a dog!"

Miaomiao said, "Mother, you're going too far. How can you compare this to pigs and dogs?"

Aunt Tian said sternly, "A mother who strips naked in front of her son, what else is she but a pig or a dog?

Only animals would be so shameless."

Miaomiao asked, "So, Mother is shy?"

Aunt Tian laughed and scolded, "You silly thing, why would I be shy about giving birth to you? I'm just afraid you'll be embarrassed!"

Hearing her mother's provocative words, Miao Miao, that little lecher, was instantly aroused. "Mom, no, I won't be embarrassed. I'd be overjoyed to see you naked!"

Aunt Tian knew she'd misspoke, but words spoken are like water spilled; they can't be taken back. She could only smile bitterly and say, "You little lecher, you're not the one taking off your clothes, so naturally you won't be embarrassed. It's just a pity your mother isn't that thick-skinned or shameless."

Miao Miao's strength lay in his intelligence. All intelligent people share a common trait: the ability to read people's expressions. He knew that dealing with a woman like his mother, whose skin was thinner than paper, wouldn't work with force; it would only confuse her further and fail to achieve his goal. It would be better to first use a feigned retreat, lowering his mother's guard before luring her into his trap. His mother was a woman of her word and principles; once he had her cornered, he would have his chance.

He feigned disappointment, saying, "Fine, if you won't let me see, then so be it. I knew Mother didn't truly care about me. Begging you was pointless. I'll never beg you again. It's all in vain anyway, so I might as well keep quiet rather than be disappointed."

Aunt Tian was displeased to see her son acting like a scoundrel. "Nonsense! When did Mother not care about you? You say Mother doesn't care about you just because you can't see my breasts? When did you learn to be so shameless? How can Mother not care about you? Have you forgotten, or are you deliberately trying to upset Mother? You have no conscience!"

Miao Miao knew his mother was unhappy and thought it better to keep quiet than argue. He knew his mother's weakness; she feared nothing but displeasing her son.

He thought, "As long as Mother sees I'm unhappy, she'll definitely try to appease me. And once she does, she'll lower her guard. Then I'll have my chance!"

Heh heh! This little Miao Miao is indeed a cunning little fox.

Aunt Tian was a straightforward and naive woman. Seeing her son unhappy was more painful than being beaten herself. To win his favor, she blurted out without thinking, "Miaomiao, don't be like that. Seeing you like this makes me unhappy too, silly child. How could I not love you? As long as you don't insist on me taking my clothes off and making a fool of myself, I'll grant you any other request… Come on! Smile! You silly child, how can you say I don't love you just because I can't see your breasts? Don't say things like that again, it makes me very sad."

Aunt Tian fell for it again. She had oversimplified the situation! She had also forgotten that Miaomiao was a highly intelligent child. She never imagined that such a seemingly harmless promise as "I'll grant you any other request" would become a trap from which she couldn't escape.

Miao Miao asked calmly, "Mother, do you mean what you say? Are you really not going back on your word?"

Aunt Tian, only wanting to escape, readily agreed, relieved that her son wasn't bothering her anymore, "Of course I do! Mother never goes

back on her word." Miao Miao smiled happily, her eyes crinkling like a cunning little fox that had caught a rabbit, both sly and triumphant. Seeing her son's sly smile, Aunt Tian suddenly realized she'd fallen for his trick again. She'd thought Miao Miao had given up her unreasonable demands, but it turned out to be another trap. She'd been oblivious, foolishly walking right into it. Alas… she was incredibly stupid.

Aunt Tian felt sorry for herself, cursing her own incompetence, her heart filled with unbearable bitterness.

She didn't know what strange trick her son would come up with to make things difficult for her this time, but she had spoken her mind and it was her son's word; how could she go back on her word? Aunt Tian looked at her son anxiously, as if awaiting his judgment on her fate.

Miao Miao, however, wasn't anxious at all. He knew his mother was principled and never went back on her promises, no matter how difficult the matter. Indeed, Aunt Tian often taught her son to be trustworthy, and she wouldn't break her promise to him today.

Miao Miao kept thinking, "It seems impossible to trick Mother into agreeing to take off her clothes in a short time. Rather than wasting time grinding my teeth, it's more practical to gain some other benefits first."

Miao Miao savored the wonderful feeling of secretly touching his mother's breasts, his lecherous eyes darting back and forth over her chest. For him, whether or not he saw her breasts was a matter for later; touching his mother's full breasts was the most important thing right now.

Aunt Tian was startled by her son's gaze; she understood his intentions eight or nine parts, and felt both ashamed and regretful.

But having already spoken, she couldn't go back on her word. Helpless and flustered, she broke out in a cold sweat.

It was an amusing scene: Miao Miao was like a cat that had caught its prey, and Aunt Tian was like a mouse caught by the cat. Facing her mother, who had no chance to fight back, Miao Miao looked completely at ease.

He smiled and said to his mother, "Except for the request to take off your clothes, I'll agree to everything else. This is what I said myself, you can't go back on your word or make any additional conditions..."

Aunt Tian sighed helplessly. She knew her son had blocked all her escape routes. She thought, "Not allowing any objections means only unconditional acceptance, right? It seems I'm just at the mercy of this clever Miao Miao."

Aunt Tian could only smile bitterly, thinking she had fallen too far. She forced a smile and said, "Of course, Mother isn't the kind of person who goes back on her word. How could I break my promise? Miaomiao, quickly tell me what you want, and let me see if I can do it. If I can, I'll definitely agree. If I can't..."

Miaomiao was clever enough not to give his mother a way out, so he quickly interrupted her, "I can do it, I can do it. As long as Mother keeps her word and doesn't go back on her word, I can definitely do it!"

Aunt Tian smiled bitterly, "You cunning Miaomiao, why do you have to push me so hard, cutting off all my escape routes? Alas! I have nothing to say." "Tell me, what do you want your mother to do? Tell me quickly."

Miao Miao said smugly, "I don't want Mother to take off her clothes either, because it would really make Mother feel embarrassed."

Aunt Tian said, "It's good that you know."

Miao Miao ignored his mother and continued, "My request is very simple, and Mother won't feel embarrassed."

Aunt Tian thought to herself, "What good intentions do you have, you little rascal?"

Then she heard Miao Miao say, "I just want to touch Mother's breasts again. I only touched them a few times before Mother interrupted me, which was really disappointing. Now I want to touch them to my heart's content."

Miao Miao became more and more excited as he spoke, but Aunt Tian felt more and more uncomfortable listening to him. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and she cursed her son in her heart as a shameless and lewd little lecher. She was about to scold him, but when she saw her son's swollen and disfigured face, her hardened heart softened again.

Seeing her mother remain silent, her face flushing and paling, her expression shifting between anger and uncertainty, Miao Miao thought her mother was about to go back on her word. Panicked, she cried out, "Mother, you can't go back on your word! A person must keep their promises; that's what you always taught me. I don't want my mother to be a two-faced, untrustworthy person!"

Aunt Tian, knowing the bitterness in her heart, said helplessly, "Can we ask for something else? This is too difficult; Mother can't do it."

Miao Miao pouted, "The conditions were set by Mother. I didn't force you. You said yourself that you'd agree to anything as long as I didn't force you to take off your clothes. I'm not asking you to take off your clothes; I just want to touch your breasts. How could Mother go back on her word? You're so untrustworthy!"

Aunt Tian pleaded almost desperately, "It's not that Mother is untrustworthy, nor that Mother is going back on her word, it's just... it's just..."

Miao Miao was disappointed and cried out, "Just what? Just that it's embarrassing, is that it?"

Aunt Tian looked aggrieved, "Since you know that, why make Mother look bad?"

Miao Miao was both heartbroken and disappointed. Ultimately, he realized that his mother's pride was more important than his own. For the sake of her pride, his mother could disregard her own feelings and repeatedly reject him. Miao Miao resented his mother, but he didn't understand that for a woman, self-respect and indulgence are two completely different things.

Aunt Tian doted on her son, willing to give everything, even her life, for him. This indulgence had reached an extreme. But everyone has a sense of shame. Even if Aunt Tian doted on her son, she couldn't cheaply sell her sense of shame, because it was a matter of personal dignity. For some, dignity is more important than survival, and Aunt Tian was precisely that kind of person.

For Aunt Tian, both her son and her dignity were important. Only when her son was happy and content would her life have meaning. But on the other hand, how to dignifiedly defend her inherent dignity was a principle she could never abandon, even unto death, because it was more important than her survival. Now, forced to choose between the two, how could she not be torn?

Miao Miao didn't understand this principle, nor would he care about this fact. His only understanding was that he was less important than his mother's pride. The boy felt frustrated, but he wasn't giving up. He refused to admit defeat and wanted to continue the fight with his mother to see who would win.

Miao Miao decided to go all in.

He gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Fine! If you don't want to, then don't. Don't say any more nonsense. Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you again. Are you satisfied now?" As he spoke, he intentionally or unintentionally touched his swollen face and said bitterly, "I was so stupid to trust others so easily. I deserved to be deceived. Humph!

I will never be so foolish again."

Looking at her son's face full of resentment, Aunt Tian was stunned. She couldn't believe that these cynical words would come from the mouth of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. It seemed that Miao Miao had really grown up and started to have his own thoughts. It wouldn't be easy to persuade him, and it was impossible to deceive him.

Aunt Tian's mind was in fierce conflict: on the one hand, her inherent dignity, and on the other hand, the promise she had made.

She was a woman of her word, but keeping her promise meant abandoning her dignity and opening her heart to her son's sexual touch.

Miao Miao was her son, the life she had carried for ten months, nurtured with great difficulty. For this precious child, she would do anything a mother could do. However, what this precious son now needed was more than what a normal mother could provide; he needed the forbidden zone of a woman's dignity—the breasts that had nurtured him. Could this shameful request satisfy him?

No son in the world doesn't yearn for his mother's breasts.

Yearning for one's mother's breasts is not shameful; a son who yearns for his mother's breasts simply wants to relive lost childhood memories. A mother's breasts are a haven of happiness, an ocean of memories… Ask yourself: what son doesn't cherish those happy, unforgettable childhood days when he rested his head on his mother's breasts, listening to lullabies and stories, and drifting off to sleep peacefully?

It's normal for a son to yearn for his mother's breasts; however, for an older son to make sexual demands on his mother's breasts is not normal.

Aunt Tian didn't know how to accept this abnormal request. Letting her fourteen-year-old son touch her breasts was something she could never have imagined. But this absurd and immoral thing was now a reality, and she was faced with a decision. What should she do? Reason told her that she absolutely could not accept her son touching her breasts, something so unethical, but what would the consequences be? Aunt Tian considered the consequences of breaking her promise; she understood that this would be the beginning of her nightmare, because she might lose her son forever.

She was a traditional woman who believed in raising sons to provide for her in old age; such a woman couldn't withstand the blow of losing her son. "Losing her son forever" might be an exaggeration, but the complete shattering of the trust she had painstakingly cultivated in her son's heart for fourteen years was an absolute fact. Losing her son's trust was worse than death for this woman.

Aunt Tian often asked herself: What is the value of life? What is the meaning of life? Only now did she understand: Without her son's trust, her life had no value. Without seeing her son's joy, her life had no meaning.

She needed dignity, but she would rather lose it than lose her son's dignity. Faced with the difficult choice between emotion and reason, Aunt Tian ultimately chose the former. For her, with her strong ethical values and love of face, letting her son touch her breasts was an embarrassing thing, but compared to the great misfortune of losing her son, she was willing to accept this embarrassment.

Aunt Tian steeled her heart, gritted her teeth, and whispered, "Miao Miao…you…you really want to touch…touch your mother's breasts?"

Miao Miao smiled! Although a little shameless, it was definitely the smile of a victor. This cunning little fox had finally defeated his hunter mother, utterly destroying a woman's cherished dignity and principles.

Indeed, it was only a matter of time before a woman like Aunt Tian, who had lost all sense of self-preservation, agreed to her son's shameless demands. Miao Miao had won! However, he dared not relax; his greatest fear was that all his efforts would be in vain.

He wrapped his arms around his mother's neck and said affectionately, "Of course it is! Would it be fake?"

Aunt Tian's round face flushed crimson. Although her son's words made her feel ashamed, seeing him happy made her shame worthwhile. She gently poked her son's forehead, scolding, "What kind of bad son is you, trying so hard to touch your own mother's breasts, and refusing to give up until you get them?"

Miao Miao nuzzled his mother's face, "I just like you, Mom."

Aunt Tian laughed, "Is there anyone who likes their mother like this? Now it's touching breasts, but if you find some excuse later, won't you be going to sleep with your mother?"

Miao Miao was licking the sweat off Aunt Tian's earlobe, unable to hear his mother's mumbled words, and looked up to ask, "What did you say, Mom?"

Her son's licking felt like caterpillars crawling and biting, a sensation that Aunt Tian had long forgotten, but today she rediscovered, and for a moment she was somewhat bewildered and at a loss, unable to hear her son's question. Miao Miao repeated himself, and only then did she realize, inwardly cursing herself for being shameless. How could she make such a vulgar joke with her son?

She didn't understand why she had said such shameless and lewd words. Luckily, Miao Miao couldn't hear her, or she would have been mortified. Even so, her round face still flushed as red as the sunset.

Miao Miao felt strange and asked, "Mom, what did you just say? Why is your face so red? Oh! I know, Mom must be shy."

Aunt Tian's face turned even redder. Not wanting her son to see her thoughts, she pretended to be unhappy and said, "Miao Miao, why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you want to touch me or not? If you don't, I'm leaving! Look at the time! Is it still early?

If you keep dragging your feet, when will we get to Grandma's house?"

Miao Miao muttered to herself. Aunt Tian stood up unhappily, making a move to leave. Miao Miao panicked and quickly pulled his mother back to sit on the stone slab, saying, "Mom, don't do this, I haven't touched you yet!"

Aunt Tian looked at her anxious son and secretly laughed to herself, "This guy, if I don't scare him a little, he'll think his mother is easy to bully."

Looking at her son's sweaty hands, and thinking that he would soon touch her chest, Aunt Tian felt a pang of heartache, because this was something that had never happened before. She took a deep breath, then closed her eyes, thrusting her chest towards her son. But she quickly opened her eyes again, anxiously looking around. Seeing that it was quiet, she thought it was lunchtime and no one should be passing by, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, still somewhat worried, she instructed her son again, "I must tell you beforehand, you can only touch my breasts a few times, not more, and you have to be quick so no one can see. If anyone knows I'm touching your breasts in broad daylight, I'll be too ashamed to face anyone." She instinctively looked around again, and seeing no movement, closed her eyes again with relief.

Miao Miao felt equally uncomfortable, his palms sweating profusely with tension.

He had played with Xiao Lanzi's breasts before, but he didn't remember them much because they were too small, so he didn't like them. He preferred large breasts; only full breasts like his mother's were what he longed for and needed.

Miao Miao stared intently at his mother's chest, swallowing hard. He first reached down to his waist, wiping the sweat from his hands with his clothes, then turned to the side, his left hand on the stone slab, his right hand trembling, tentatively reaching for his mother's rapidly heaving breasts. Aunt Tian's breathing quickened; she could clearly feel her son's burning hand touching her breasts, her muscles contracting with tension.

Miao Miao finally grasped his mother's breasts, feeling their softness even through her clothes.

The situation was completely different now; before, it was a clandestine touch, now it was perfectly legitimate. The breasts remained the same, but the feelings were worlds apart. Miao Miao savored the tenderness in his hands, feeling an indescribable excitement and pleasure.

Aunt Tian sat stiffly on the stone slab, her body rigid.

Enduring her son's frenzied caresses, Aunt Tian was too nervous to breathe, too afraid to open her eyes—it was too shameful. The person before her was her son, but they were still a man and a woman; she could abandon her dignity, but she could not forget her shame.

Her breasts, never touched by any man other than her husband, were now... and the "man" who would cause her to lose her chastity was none other than the child she and her husband had created together. What kind of feeling was this? What kind of emotion? Even with her keen intellect, Aunt Tian couldn't describe it. Aunt Tian's mind

raced with wild thoughts, while Miao Miao's groping continued relentlessly.

Aunt Tian felt her son's hands trembling violently; she knew it was from excitement and nervousness. She remembered her husband; on their wedding night, he had felt the same excitement and nervousness when he first touched her breasts.

Now, more than a decade later, the little baby created by her husband's essence was touching her breasts in a way so similar to his father's. A slight smile appeared on Aunt Tian's lips; she thought, this father and son are truly amusing!

Miao Miao touched his mother's breasts; these full and elastic mounds of flesh possessed a magic that drove him mad, a fascination. No matter how he rubbed or twisted them, he couldn't release the itch and excitement within him. Seeing his mother's smile, Miao Miao, with no sexual experience, didn't understand its meaning, but he knew it was a happy smile, for he saw a blissful smile on her lips. Miao Miao interpreted this as his mother's approval! Encouraged, he unconsciously increased the pressure he applied.

Aunt Tian felt her breasts being pulled repeatedly, the pain causing her brows to furrow. As a mother, she was no stranger to sex, but she disapproved of this painful manipulation, seeing it as a crude and clumsy form of caressing—only an inexperienced boy would be so lacking in tenderness. However, Aunt Tian felt no resentment, for the one inflicting this pain was her son. Whatever he did, she would forgive him; as long as her son was happy, she, as a mother, was content. Aunt Tian

closed her eyes tightly; though she couldn't see her son's excited expression, she could feel the passion emanating from his hands. Her son's fervor continued to grow; she dared not look, for she knew the scene before her was too shameful.

What unsettled her even more was that her son's caresses, after their clumsy attempts, began to become more natural and smooth. As she gradually adapted, she unknowingly experienced a long-forgotten pleasure that she could only get when she was with her husband. Now she was finding it again with her son. She was afraid, but she could not deny that it brought her the pleasure she had longed for.

Miao Miao found himself in a sea of desire, the surging waves crashing against him like a tidal wave. Sometimes they engulfed him, sometimes they propelled him to the crest. But he was tenacious, like a novice surfer, fearless and resolute, charging headlong into each onslaught of desire.

Aunt Tian wore an old-fashioned cotton bra, not too stiff, so Miao Miao could clearly feel its elasticity and softness.

His mother's breasts were so full that Miao Miao's chubby hands couldn't possibly cover them. He licked his cracked, dry lips, his teeth grinding together. One hand couldn't satisfy his desire, so he used both hands to grasp his mother's breasts. As

he rubbed and kneaded, the buttons on Aunt Tian's bra loosened and popped off, revealing the white bra that covered her pale black flesh. The flesh beneath the bra, though encased in an oversized fabric, still retained its full shape. The large breasts, unwilling to be restrained, protruded defiantly, creating a deep slit where the bra pressed against their skin.

Miao Miao was even more intoxicated by the sight, his movements becoming frenzied and almost out of control, his boiling blood pushing his lust to its peak. His eyes reddened by desire, he swallowed hard, finally leaping off the stone slab to his mother's side. He placed his left hand on her back and thrust his right hand into the slit in the center of her bra.

Aunt Tian leaned her head against her son, feeling the sweaty scent emanating from him.

Although Miao Miao was only a fourteen-year-old boy, the strong odor emanating from his sweat glands unmistakably told his mother that he was already a man capable of destruction.

Aunt Tian realized the button on her bra had popped off. She felt a little embarrassed but ignored it, because she didn't want to open her eyes and face the cold, cruel reality again. Only in the darkness with her eyes closed could she forget the sorrow of being a widow and indulge her emotions so freely, almost wantonly taking pleasure from her son.

When her son pulled her into his arms, clearly feeling the masculine scent emanating from him, Aunt Tian became infatuated. She actively parted her legs, clamping her son's feet between them, making the physical contact between mother and son even closer.

Miao Miao's hands slipped into his mother's bra, swirling and scooping up one of the mounds of flesh, instantly feeling the softness of real flesh. This soft pleasure was something he couldn't get from playing with Xiao Lanzi's breasts. Although Xiao Lanzi loved him very much and let him play with her body without reservation, she was still just an immature little girl, her thin body holding no attraction for Miao Miao. He needed a mature woman like his mother.

Miao Miao touched the fleshy mounds inside his mother's bra, teasing the large nipples in the center, which he had made erect. He squeezed them; they were hard yet soft. Were these the nipples that had nurtured him? They were so big! The familiar feeling of returning to his mother moved him deeply. His desire reached another peak without him realizing it.

Miao Miao dared not get too close to his mother, because his erection had become a human flagpole, and he was afraid his mother would discover his shameful state. Fortunately, his mother's eyes were closed, preventing her from being fully exposed.

Aunt Tian clenched her fists, her body burning hot, enjoying the pleasure brought by her son's caresses.

However, as time passed, the feeling of pleasure was gradually replaced by tension and unease. Aunt Tian was not a promiscuous woman. Although caught in the throes of lust, a sliver of reason prevented her from forgetting the harsh reality. Fear gripped her, and she began to berate herself: "In broad daylight, on this narrow path flanked by fields, how could I have allowed my son to commit such a shameless and outrageous act, and even willingly cooperated? Have I gone mad?" Aunt Tian was filled with remorse for her lack of self-control.

Her nipples, being pinched, caused her body to tremble incessantly; she had this physiological reaction every time they were pinched.

Her nipples were her most sensitive erogenous zone, a secret known only to her husband. She longed to moan loudly, to express her feelings, but she couldn't. Although she loved her son dearly, she would not, and could not, tell him this private matter. She had a clear boundary in her heart, strictly separating sex from love.

From childhood to adulthood, only two men had touched her breasts:

her deceased husband and her son before her. It was natural for her to let her husband touch her breasts, because they were a legally married couple, and normal intercourse between husband and wife gave her sexual pleasure and satisfaction. However, letting her son touch her breasts was a completely different matter.

She loved Miaomiao, so she agreed to let him touch her breasts. But this was simply a mother's love for her son, without any impure sexual desire. Aunt Tian never thought of finding lost sexual satisfaction with her son; in her view, this was absurd and impossible, something only pigs and dogs would do.

Aunt Tian letting Miaomiao touch her breasts was a kind of indulgent pampering, a perverse sacrifice made by a mother in extreme love for her son. How would her relationship with her son develop in the future? She hadn't thought about it, nor dared to think about it. But, in this moment when her mind still retained the restraint of human taboos, her love for her son was unmixed with sexual desire. She wanted to keep this not-so-secret secret from her son. Although doing so was so difficult.

Aunt Tian's most sensitive weakness was gripped by her son, and her remaining rationality became blurred. Although she knew her son was doing something shameful, she couldn't refuse, her body's reactions beyond her control.

The pleasure from her nipples intensified; creating this pleasure had been her husband's specialty, the man she admired most!

But fate played a cruel trick; the loving couple couldn't grow old together, separated by death. The young woman could only weep constantly, expressing her endless sorrow for her husband. As the years passed, her longing began to fade…

Of course, she still loved her husband, but that love was now a distant memory. Now, she placed all her love and hope in her son; only he was her tangible support.

Occasionally, Aunt Tian would ask herself, would she still have sexual needs?

Aunt Tian was only thirty-one years old. A thirty-one-year-old woman is mature both physically and mentally. But she was a widow, and the saddest thing for a widow is not being able to enjoy the sexual pleasure a normal woman deserves.

Aunt Tian longed for sex but couldn't have it. She wasn't the kind of promiscuous woman who attracts gossip and trouble, nor did she ever consider remarrying. Although with her qualities, marrying a good man wouldn't have been a problem, she was a traditional woman who remained faithful to her husband until death. The traditional values of obeying one's father in youth, one's husband after marriage, and one's son in old age made her feel that once she had entrusted her love to her husband, she couldn't give it to anyone else. Although her husband had passed away, she still had her son, who was her only support in the future.

To raise her son, she could endure all the hardships of life, including the most desired pleasures for a woman.

Years passed quickly, and more than ten years went by. Watching her son grow up, Aunt Tian felt genuinely happy. Her greatest wish was to raise her son to adulthood, watch him get married and establish himself, and then have a healthy, chubby grandson. Whenever she thought of her grandson calling her "Grandma," Aunt Tian couldn't help but smile foolishly. As a woman with traditional values, wasn't this the day she had been hoping and waiting for all her life?

Years passed in sustenance and hope, and the occasional physical reactions suppressed her love and expectations for her son. Aunt Tian had almost forgotten her own sexual feelings, until today…

her son's touch unexpectedly brought back forgotten pleasure. She couldn't tell if it was fate or human intervention; this absurd act of a son taking on a father's role terrified her, yet she couldn't refuse. The pleasure clouded her senses, and her recent self-reproach had transformed into a further craving for desire.

Aunt Tian's muscles were tense, yet she couldn't suppress the trembling in her body. She wanted to moan, to shout, but a strong sense of shame prevented her. She didn't want her son to discover her physical changes, and she didn't want him to have any unnecessary sexual misunderstandings about her. More importantly, she didn't yet have the courage to openly express herself in the open wilderness.

Aunt Tian could only grit her teeth and endure it, but the pleasure from her nipples was too intense. Her trembling intensified, and she finally couldn't help but moan…

“Moo, moo, moo, moo…”

The low mooing of cows echoed from afar.

Aunt Tian awoke with a start from her reverie. Opening her eyes, she saw that her son had loosened most of the buttons on her clothes, and her bra was hanging loosely, leaving her chest and abdomen mostly exposed. Her round face flushed with embarrassment, and her whole body

felt burning hot. Miao Miao was frantically rubbing his breasts when his mother suddenly pushed him, startling him.

Aunt Tian didn't dare meet her son's burning gaze. She lowered her head and whispered, “Stop doing that! Can't you hear the cows mooing? Someone's coming.”

Miao Miao was shocked and immediately pulled his hands out of his mother's bra. Aunt Tian gestured for her son to sit up, then put her loose bra back on and neatly fastened the loose buttons. Miao Miao felt embarrassed and ashamed because his erection hadn't subsided. Afraid his mother would notice, he turned away, clutching his crotch tightly with both hands, silently praying that his throbbing member would soften soon.

Aunt Tian was busy tidying her clothes and didn't notice her son's strange behavior. Just then, at the bend in the path, a man and an ox appeared. A cowherd was slowly driving a large, fat ox towards them.

Aunt Tian breathed a sigh of relief; at least she was dressed in time. If she had been any later… she dared not think further, but the long-lost pleasure she had just experienced still excited her. Thinking of her son's fervor, her face flushed again.

The cowherd drew closer, and she could see clearly that he was a woman in her fifties or sixties from the countryside. Barefoot, he held a branch in his hand, gently patting the ox's back and occasionally tugging at the rope, constantly urging the ox, which was grazing by the roadside, to continue moving forward.

The old woman driving the ox walked slowly, her small, cloudy eyes squinting as she scrutinized Tian's wife and son from head to toe.

Tian's wife felt like a prisoner being publicly stripped naked and displayed, her round, plump face flushing and paling intermittently. Seeing Tian's state, the old woman seemed even more puzzled. Her already slow pace slowed further, her expressionless, triangular eyes fixed on Tian's wife, as if trying to uncover some important secret.

Tian's wife lowered her head even further; she dared not look at the woman, yet she hated her! This repulsive woman's curious gaze made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles. She was a woman of strong self-respect, and being stared at like a monster was a humiliation worse than death.

The old, ugly, repulsive woman, filled with intense curiosity, slowly drove the oxen away.

Miao Miao pressed her hands against her crotch, feeling the monster gradually soften, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her mother with her head down, fidgeting with her legs, she asked curiously, "What are you doing, Mom?"

Aunt Tian's cheeks flushed red. She looked up and, seeing the old woman had already gone far away, said with a sigh of relief, "Alright, it's alright now, let's go."

Miao Miao, addicted to playing with her mother's breasts, didn't want to stop and pleaded, "Are we leaving already? I haven't had enough. Mom, please let me play a little longer! Please, Mom, just let me play a little longer!"

Aunt Tian was still annoyed, the humiliation of being treated like a monster still fresh in her mind. Now, her son was being unreasonable again, and she finally lost her temper. Glaring at him, she shouted, "Tian Miaomiao, you should know your place! Don't go too far! What kind of person are you? A little rascal, all you do is pester me! I already promised you, you've played with what you wanted, touched what you wanted, what more could you want? How can you push your luck? Let me tell you, this time, I will never agree to anything you want. Even if you ignore me because of this, I still won't agree!"

After saying this, Tian's mother ignored her son's reaction, straightened her clothes, picked up her basket, and strode away.

Miaomiao saw his mother's unhappy face and knew that further arguing would be pointless. He could only stand up and sheepishly follow behind his mother, but he kept a distance, deliberately slow and deliberate.

Tian's mother, still worried about her son, stopped after a few steps. Seeing Miaomiao dawdling, taking three steps forward and two steps back, she knew he was throwing a tantrum again. She smiled slightly and waited for him. Miao Miao kept muttering to himself, looking defiant.

When her son reached her, Aunt Tian grabbed his arm and laughed, "You little rascal, you throw a tantrum because your mother won't listen to you?"

Miao Miao shook off his mother's hand and squatted down by the roadside. Aunt Tian wasn't angry. She pulled her son up and started walking away, saying, "You're not a child anymore. How can you be so unreasonable?" Miao Miao

pouted, "Where am I being unreasonable? Is playing with Mommy's breasts unreasonable?"

"Oh! You're quite something, aren't you, Tian Miao Miao? You even have a reason. Do you think it's a given that Mommy lets you touch my breasts?" Aunt Tian looked at her son, amused.

Miao Miao snorted, "What's the problem? I'm your son, not an outsider."

Aunt Tian wasn't angry, and said with a smile, "What? Just because you're my son, does that mean I, your mother, have to let you play with my breasts? You naughty Miao Miao, who taught you to be like this?" Miao Miao

retorted, "If you didn't want to, why did you breastfeed me when I was little?"

His twisted logic made Aunt Tian burst into laughter. She laughed heartily, "Silly Miao Miao, you were so small back then. If you didn't drink your mother's milk, wouldn't you have eaten? If your mother hadn't breastfed you, you probably would have starved to death long ago. Where would you be, this chubby, strong Miao Miao?" Aunt Tian's eyes were filled with maternal love as she spoke.

Miao Miao wasn't buying it, and snorted, "It was okay before, why can't it be now? Am I not your son now? You don't love me at all, you only know how to scold me."

Seeing her son so unreasonable, Aunt Tian wanted to scold him but couldn't bring herself to do so, and if she didn't scold him, she didn't know how to deal with this stubborn son. She looked at her son and sighed, "Miaomiao has always been an obedient and well-behaved child. Why are you being so unreasonable today? It's not that I don't want to agree, it's just that I really can't do this. You're all grown up now, and there are many things you can't do as casually as you did when you were little, you know?"

Miaomiao asked, "What can't I do?"

Aunt Tian gently stroked her son's chubby head and said, "You're still young, and there are many things I can't tell you, but you should trust me. I won't lie to you. Actually, I don't need to tell you these things; you'll naturally understand when you grow up."

Miaomiao said, "Of course! I'm Mom's precious darling. Mom loves me so much, how could she lie to me?"

Aunt Tian laughed, "Aren't you ashamed? Who considers you their precious darling?"

Miaomiao was always very confident in his mother's doting love. He said smugly, "Hmph! If Mom doesn't love me, who will? Besides, it doesn't matter if Mom doesn't love me, there's always Grandma. Grandma will definitely love me!"

"Grandma? Grandma!"

Miao Miao suddenly remembered his overly doting grandma, and a brilliant idea struck him. "Since Mom won't agree, why not go to Grandma? But will she agree?" Miao Miao hesitated, but then thought, "What's there to be afraid of? Grandma will definitely agree. Didn't she say she'd pluck the stars from the sky for me if I wanted to? Hehe! I don't need Grandma to pluck the stars, I just want her two plump breasts."

Miao Miao's mind wandered, and the thought of his mother slapping him made him a little discouraged. "Will Grandma hit me like Mom did? It's about touching her breasts! What if she's unhappy and hits me?" But when he thought of his grandma's loving gaze, his confidence immediately increased. "Don't worry, Grandma is the best to me. As long as I talk to her beforehand and agree on the terms, I'm sure she won't refuse me. Hehe!"

Miao Miao, that lecherous boy, grew increasingly excited. The thought of his lustful desires bringing a smile to his face made him even more energetic. Aunt Tian never imagined her son could be so depraved. She was already thankful he wasn't bothering her anymore, and dared not provoke this little devil.

"Mother, are you really not allowed to touch your breasts anymore?" Miao Miao asked out of the blue.

Aunt Tian was taken aback by her son's question, and recalling the earlier scene, her cheeks still flushed slightly. She didn't want her son to have any more sexual fantasies about her body, so she tightened her face and said seriously, "Of course not! Do you think I'm joking with you?" Seeing that her son didn't say anything, Aunt Tian's tone softened. "Miaomiao, you have to listen to your mother, study hard, and don't keep thinking about those dirty and wicked thoughts."

Miaomiao asked, "Is touching Mom's breasts dirty?"

Aunt Tian didn't want to argue with her son, knowing that if this guy got involved, it would never end. She said directly, "It's vulgar and shameless for a son to touch his mother's breasts. If the school finds out, he'll definitely get a major demerit."

Miaomiao was fearless, not afraid of his grandmother or his mother, but he was terrified of his homeroom teacher. It was truly a case of one thing controlling another! Aunt Tian promptly brought up the school as her trump card, and the lawless Miaomiao indeed submitted. Aunt Tian, seeing this, didn't say anything and continued, "If the teachers at school find out that Miao Miao touched my breasts..."

Miao Miao nervously said, "Mom, you absolutely can't tell the teachers at school, they'll expel me."

Aunt Tian, seeing her son's fear, secretly chuckled, "This kid finally has a scaredy-cat."

She remained outwardly calm, patting her son's head to comfort him, "Silly Miao Miao, what are you worried about? Of course, Mom won't tell the teacher. But you can't try anything funny with Mom again, or Mom really will tell your homeroom teacher."

Aunt Tian was seriously trying to scare her son. Actually, if you thought about it carefully, this was absolutely impossible. How could a woman as proud as her reveal her private affairs to outsiders? However, Miao Miao was still a student, lacking social experience. After his mother's intimidation, he indeed dared not act recklessly again.

Aunt Tian, seeing that this tactic worked, was very happy and asked her son, "Did you remember what Mom said?" Miao Miao nodded. Aunt Tian laughed, "That's my good child."

"Why won't you let me touch your breasts? I just love you, Mom. I wouldn't even look at other women. Like my friend Xiaolanzi, her chest is flat, unlike yours, which is full. I only love yours."

Miaomiao was very unhappy that she couldn't touch her mother's breasts anymore.

Xiaolanzi's surname was Bai, her full name was Bai Lanlan, she was thirteen years old and in the second year of junior high school. Lanlan and Miaomiao had grown up together and were very close friends. Aunt Tian liked this pretty and cute girl very much and intended to make her her daughter-in-law. Lanlan's mother also liked Miaomiao very much, and both sets of parents were interested in arranging a marriage, but they hesitated to mention it too early because the two were still young.

Aunt Tian was secretly surprised, thinking, "So my son has been paying attention to his own breasts for a long time. This means Miaomiao's unusual behavior today wasn't just a momentary impulse. It seems this child has really grown up." Aunt Tian was worried, unsure how to face her son who was already aware of his sexuality.

Miao Miao said again, "Xiao Lanzi's chest is flat, I don't like it."

Aunt Tian scolded, "You naughty Miao Miao, how do you know Xiao Lanzi's chest is flat?"

Miao Miao explained, "A few days ago I went to her house to play and accidentally saw her changing clothes."

Aunt Tian's heart tightened. "My son peeked at someone changing clothes? Even though she's just a little girl, she's still a woman's body. How could Miao Miao... Oh! This naughty child." Aunt Tian was angry and sad, and couldn't speak for a moment.

Miao Miao, unaware of his mother's anger, continued, "I saw Xiao Lanzi's chest. Her breasts are only tiny, like two small apples that never grow big. They're not pretty at all, I don't like them. Oh! Mother, what are you doing?"

It turned out his mother was already pulling his ear.

Aunt Tian's face darkened. She scolded, "You naughty Miaomiao! You actually peeked at someone changing clothes! I never thought you could be so bad. You've really disappointed me. Tell me, what else did you see? If you don't tell me, I'll tell your homeroom teacher and have her punish you!"

Miaomiao cried out, "Ouch! Ouch! Mom, Mom, let go! Let go! It hurts so much! My ear! My ear is about to break!"

Seeing her son's pained expression, Aunt Tian felt a pang of pity and released him, but her anger hadn't subsided. "Tell me, what else did you see? Don't you dare cry!" "Lies, or your mother won't let you off the hook."

Miao Miao covered her ears, which were stinging from being tickled. "No!"

Aunt Tian didn't believe her. "You didn't see anything else?"

Miao Miao said, "What other things? No!"

Aunt Tian asked, "You didn't...didn't see Xiao Lanzi...Xiao Lanzi...like her genitals or something?"

Miao Miao shook her head. "See what? She was wearing pants at the time, what could I see? Besides, she was so thin, what was there to see?"

Aunt Tian saw that her son's expression didn't seem like he was lying, but little did she know that this boy was blatantly lying. This honest woman thought that her son hadn't seen anything he shouldn't have, and that's when she felt relieved.

"Did Xiaolanzi know you were peeping at her?"

Miaomiao said unhappily, "Mother, how can you say that? What do you mean by peeping? That sounds awful! I just saw it by accident."

Aunt Tian didn't argue with her son, but pressed, "Even if you saw it by accident, what happened next?"

Miaomiao muttered, "What do you mean I saw it by accident? I saw it by accident!"

Aunt Tian got a little angry, "Stop talking nonsense, what happened next?"

Miaomiao snorted and said irritably, "Then Xiaolanzi found out. That brat rushed out and twisted my ear."

"Xiaolanzi twisted your ear? And what did you do?" Aunt Tian felt both angry and amused.

Miaomiao spat and said, "I called her a little shrew."

"How could you insult someone like that?" Aunt Tian frowned, displeased.

Miao Miao said resentfully, "So what if it is? I've never had my ear twisted before, not even by my grandma, not even by my mom..." The boy thought for a moment and added, "Oh! No! Mom just twisted my ear, I think she'll definitely get addicted to it, and then... oh dear, I'm doomed!" He shook his head seriously as he spoke.

Aunt Tian looked at her son's red ear and felt bad, so she didn't scold him, but just said, "Miao Miao, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean she'll definitely get addicted to twisting ears? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Miao Miao shook his head and said in a pretentious manner, "Oh dear! Things are hard to predict, and people's hearts are hard to fathom!"

Aunt Tian lightly punched her son and spat, "You little rascal, what kind of person do you think I am?" Miao Miao giggled.

Aunt Tian said, "Don't interrupt, what happened next?"

Miao Miao said, "That brat heard me call her a little shrew, and she twisted my ear even harder. She said, 'Twisting your ear is one thing, but you're really indecent, peeping at people changing clothes. If the police are notified, you'll definitely be arrested and put in jail.'"

Aunt Tian nodded in agreement, "She's absolutely right!"

Miao Miao snorted, "Right my foot! I didn't mean to peep at her."

Aunt Tian said sternly, "The police don't care whether you intentionally peep or not. They'll arrest you if you make a mistake.

It was wrong of you to peep at people changing clothes, so why don't you reflect on your own actions and instead blame others?"

Miao Miao muttered, "Mother is so biased, only helping outsiders and not her own son. Her tone and expression are exactly the same as that brat's. I really suspect that you two are in cahoots."

Aunt Tian lightly smacked her son, laughing and scolding, "You gossipy, talkative Miaomiao! When have I ever sided with outsiders? Do you always say you're right even when you're wrong?"

Miaomiao said, "That brat, she knew I didn't do it on purpose, but she just wouldn't let it go. She insisted I apologize, and said she'd shout it out loud so the whole village would know I, Tian Miaomiao, peeped at women changing clothes."

Aunt Tian chuckled inwardly, "Truly, one thing can subdue another. Only that fiery girl, Xiaolanzi, can handle this little devil, Miaomiao." She asked calmly, "Did you apologize?"

Miaomiao made a face, "That brat was calling for Dad and Mom, making a huge scene. How could I not apologize? Humph!

I didn't mean to peep, but I have to apologize? What a misunderstanding!"

Aunt Tian smiled, "Even if you didn't intend to peep, the fact is you did. What's wrong with apologizing?" 02-07
Tian Miaomiao's Story [Part Two] 1

Liujiawan is located at a bend in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. It is a medium-sized town with three to four hundred permanent residents.

Due to its special geographical location as a transportation hub connecting the north and south, Liujiawan has gradually developed from an unknown riverside town before the reform and opening up into an important distribution center for goods from both sides of the Yangtze River.

Every day, merchants from the north and south come and go in Liujiawan, making the already well-known town even more crowded and lively.

********************************** After traveling for a while, Tian's mother and son were about to reach the village entrance. Miaomiao, with her sharp eyes, saw a plump middle-aged woman standing under the banyan tree, looking around expectantly.

Miao Miao, his face beaming with excitement, shouted, "Mom, did you see her? Grandma! Grandma's waiting for us!

Ah! Grandma saw us and is waving at us!"

Aunt Tian wiped the sweat from her face and smiled, "I saw her too, look how happy you are."

Seeing her grandmother, Miao Miao was immediately overcome with lust, and the fatigue from the journey vanished. Aunt Tian, seeing her son's energetic state, thought it was just a child's energy returning easily; she never imagined this boy harbored such wicked intentions.

Miao Miao appeared innocent, but his sexual desires had awakened; his heart was filled with curiosity and longing for women's bodies. Aunt Tian bore undeniable responsibility for this; if it weren't for her excessive pampering and indulgence, Miao Miao wouldn't have so easily come into contact with women's private parts (although it wasn't his first time with a woman, Bai Lanlan's undeveloped body held no attraction for him).

Although Aunt Tian only allowed her son to touch her breasts, it was enough; it was sufficient to awaken Miao Miao's lust from its hazy state. Aunt Tian opened the floodgates of her son's sexual desire, much like Grand Marshal Hong in the Water Margin mistakenly releasing 108 demon kings. What were the consequences? Only a genius knew.

Miao Miao, this clever little devil, knew that for the foreseeable future, it would be difficult to touch his mother's breasts again. But he wasn't disappointed, because his mother wasn't his only option. In his life, there were two extremely important women: his mother and his grandmother.

Both loved him, but unlike his mother, his grandmother's love was more direct, more thorough, and more unreserved.

The firm, smooth breasts of his mother—this comfortable feeling—were deeply imprinted in Miao Miao's mind, becoming an indelible mark for life. Having tasted sexual pleasure for the first time, he couldn't find further satisfaction from his mother, so he turned his attention to another dear relative: his loving grandmother.

Miao Miao repeatedly searched his mind for his grandmother's image, trying to depict her large breasts, which he had never seen but could imagine.

"Are Grandma's breasts as big as Mom's? Are Grandma's breasts as comfortable as Mom's? What do they look like?"

Miao Miao scratched the back of his head, lost in thought.

As he pondered, his penis unconsciously became erect. Miao Miao inwardly groaned, glancing at his mother; seeing no reaction, he relaxed. However, Grandma's breasts were undeniably alluring, and his unbearable desire finally overwhelmed him, and he ran frantically towards the village entrance.

"Miao Miao, be careful, don't fall, don't run so fast, be careful! Miao Miao, Miao Miao, do you hear me?"

Aunt Tian shouted to her son. However, Miao Miao was already far away, as if his pants were on fire. Aunt Tian had no choice but to shake her head and smile bitterly, thinking, "This little devil is getting more and more disobedient."

The middle-aged woman standing at the village entrance saw Miao Miao running towards her and quickly stepped forward, hugging him tightly. She chuckled, "Oh my! Grandma's precious darling, why are you only coming now? I've missed you so much! It's good you're here, it's good you're here."

She suddenly released Miao Miao, placing her hands on his shoulders and examining him closely.

"My darling! Let Grandma take a good look, have you gotten any fatter? It's been a year, and Miao Miao has grown so much! He's almost taller than Grandma! Hmm! Very good, very good, haha! Good boy, you're really growing well, your muscles are quite firm, not bad! Not bad!"

Saying this, she couldn't help but pinch Miao Miao's cheek, smiling sweetly, "In two more years, you'll definitely be taller than Grandma. What does your mother usually feed you? Look! So chubby, like a little fat pig, you little rascal, you really know how to gain weight, haha!" Miao Miao

suddenly grimaced and cried out in pain. It turned out that the middle-aged woman hadn't been paying attention and had twisted his injured spot; no wonder the boy was screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

Seeing the redness and swelling on her grandson's face, the middle-aged woman was shocked. She quickly pulled Miaomiao closer and asked with heartache, "Tell Grandma quickly, what happened? Who hit him? Tell Grandma, and Grandma will teach him a lesson! This guy must have eaten a leopard's gall to dare hit my Miaomiao. He must be tired of living. If I find out who it is, I'll kill him!" As she spoke, she hugged Miaomiao and asked softly, "Does your mother know?"

Miaomiao didn't answer, but she was thinking to herself, "How could your precious daughter not know? This injury was caused by her."

The middle-aged woman assumed her daughter didn't know the details and complained, "I don't know what kind of mother you are. Your son was beaten like this, and you didn't even know. It's too much."

She kissed the top of Miaomiao's head and said gently, "Don't be afraid. Now that you're here with Grandma, I'll take care of everything. No matter what happens, Grandma will stand up for you. No one can bully my precious baby." Miaomiao snuggled

close to her grandmother, feeling as if she were on a big, soft, and tender body, feeling indescribably comfortable and happy. He pressed his head against his grandmother's broad chest, the soft flesh trembling rhythmically with her voice.

The middle-aged woman thought it was just her grandson being affectionate and didn't think much of it. Miao Miao realized his grandmother was indulging him, and suddenly became audacious, circling a finger around his grandmother's chest. The middle-aged woman

felt an itch and grabbed her grandson's hand, scolding, "You naughty Miao Miao, you've become bad after just one year apart? You're not behaving properly as soon as we meet! Tell me! Who taught you to do such a lewd thing to your grandmother?"

Miao Miao, who was happily circling his grandmother's breasts, was startled by these words. He looked up and saw his grandmother smiling, her expression kind and gentle, without a trace of reproach.

His grandmother's tacit approval fueled Miao Miao's lustful impulses. Emboldened by lust, he broke free from his grandmother's embrace, grabbed her hand, and walked away.

The middle-aged woman felt something was amiss. "Where is Miaomiao taking Grandma?"

Miaomiao's breathing quickened with excitement. "Grandma, don't ask yet, just come with me."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "So mysterious, are you hiding something? Don't let Grandma guess right, you're definitely up to no good."

The large banyan tree at the village entrance was lush and leafy, its thick trunk requiring eight or nine people to encircle it.

How old was this banyan tree? Nobody knew for sure. Some said a thousand, others eight hundred!

Opinions varied, but despite the discussions, this thousand-year-old banyan tree was a famous landmark of Liujiawan.

For hundreds of miles around, everyone in Liujiawan knew about this thousand-year-old banyan tree.

Miao Miao pulled his grandmother to a shady spot under the ancient banyan tree. The thick trunk separated them from the outside world, and Miao Miao felt safe before letting go of his grandmother's hand.

"Little rascal, why did you pull Grandma here?"

Miao Miao didn't answer, but just squinted his eyes, staring lustfully at his grandmother's chest, swallowing repeatedly.

The middle-aged woman felt uncomfortable being stared at by her grandson and was displeased. She scolded, "You naughty Miao Miao, why are you staring at Grandma's chest? Oh! You're naughty! Humph! You little rascal, what are you thinking? Tell Grandma, don't lie."

Miao Miao felt the scent emanating from his grandmother's body up close and couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

"Grandma's breasts look really good. I wonder if they're as good as Mother's. What are Grandma's breasts like? How are they different from Mother's? It would be great to be able to compare them."

Filled with curiosity and fantasy, his lust surged, and his manhood quickly swelled. Seeing his grandmother's ambiguous smile, this fearless and lewd boy threw himself into her arms, rubbing his genitals against the middle-aged woman's body.

Miao Miao's unusual behavior greatly surprised the middle-aged woman. "What's wrong with this child today? He's acting strangely, and..."

Her expression turned serious. Miao Miao's physical changes surprised her. She leaned forward to look and saw her daughter walking towards the village entrance at a leisurely pace. Roughly calculating, the distance was about five or six hundred meters. She thought, "At his current pace, it will take him at least a few minutes to walk that distance."

Miao Miao didn't see his grandmother's reprimand, only taking it as her tacit approval, and his behavior became even more unrestrained. His penis, under its owner's indulgence, was steaming hot.

The middle-aged woman had no time to think. Although she didn't mind her grandson's rudeness, she had to get to the bottom of things. She doted on Miao Miao and could satisfy any of his demands. However, she needed to know the whole story.

This is the peculiar psychology of women.

A woman can give everything for the man she loves. This kind of giving can be complete and unreserved, but the condition is that the man who accepts it must make her feel that her giving is worthwhile. Every woman hopes that the man beside her is attracted to her mind and character, not just her body.

The middle-aged woman was just an ordinary woman, and her thoughts and actions naturally could not escape the constraints unique to women. She didn't think it was shameful for her grandson to touch her, but she also didn't want her giving to be rewarded only with her grandson's physical desire for her. If Miao Miao's feelings for her were only based on physical desire, it would be a shameful and painful experience for her. She needed to prove it; only by proving that Miao Miao wasn't being insincere would she give him the satisfaction he craved—it was a reward, a return on her affections. The

middle-aged woman's feelings were complicated. She pushed her grandson away and asked sternly, "Tell Grandma quickly, what happened? Don't lie."

Miao Miao wasn't sure what his grandmother was thinking. Although he knew his grandmother loved him very much, he also understood that his request was unusual.

"Will Grandma agree? If not, will she scold me like Mom did?"

Miao Miao was uncertain whether he would be able to touch her breasts. He thought, "It would be best if I could, but if I can't, it's okay if Grandma scolds me a bit. Just don't let Mom know. If she finds out, it'll be terrible."

Miao Miao touched his still-swollen cheek, feeling lingering fear as he thought of the excruciating slap. The middle-aged woman noticed Miao Miao's shifty gaze and pressed, "Little rascal, what are you thinking about? Tell Grandma quickly, don't lie."

"Grandma, do you love me?" Miao Miao looked at his grandmother, asking nervously. The

middle-aged woman found it amusing, her serious expression slowly softening. "That depends on how you treat Grandma! If you treat Grandma well, Grandma will naturally love you."

"I love Grandma very much, but I don't know if Grandma loves me too?"

"Silly Miaomiao, you're my only precious grandson. All my hopes are pinned on you. Who else would I love more than you?"

Miaomiao looked at his grandmother's loving face and thought to himself, "Grandma looks serious, but it's just a facade...

Humph!" Having figured out his grandmother's thoughts, the boy immediately became audacious, "So...Grandma can't live without me?"

The middle-aged woman tapped his head and laughed, "You naughty boy, you're so clever. What are you trying to say? Grandma has watched you grow up since you were little. Don't you know what you're thinking? Tell me quickly, and don't lie to Grandma."

Miaomiao chuckled mischievously and said mockingly, "Grandma isn't ashamed at all. You're bragging without blushing. Since you know what I'm thinking, why did you ask me? Your words are contradictory, and there's no logic to them at all."

She kept shaking her head as she spoke, and finally said in a pretentious tone, "Sigh! It's understandable. After all, Grandma is just a country woman with little education. It's normal to make logical mistakes occasionally. Besides, it's not a big deal. As long as I read more books and newspapers in the future and enrich myself, I won't make such childish mistakes again. Grandma, please don't be upset about this. Don't hold a grudge. People should be happy. What makes you happy? Always look forward, and you'll be happy!"

The boy then solemnly asked, "Grandma, have you remembered what I said?"

If it were Aunt Tian, she would have been furious at such disrespectful mockery and ridicule. Even if she didn't slap the boy, she would have pointed at his nose and scolded him severely. However, the middle-aged woman didn't do that. She knew that Miao Miao was mischievous by nature and often enjoyed teasing others. Teasing him was exactly what she wanted. Letting him get involved would only cause endless headaches.

She wasn't angry, but just smiled and said, "That's right! Grandma is an illiterate country woman who doesn't know anything except raising pigs. I was thinking of having Miaomiao teach Grandma to read and write during the summer vacation. What do you say? Are you willing to teach Grandma?"

Miaomiao was interested in everything except reading. Aunt Tian had scolded her son for this many times, but Miaomiao was active and restless, and getting him to sit still and read was harder than leading a cow up a tree. He was usually too lazy to even open a book, but when he heard that he was going to teach Grandma to read and write, his head immediately exploded. He stared blankly at Grandma, chuckling dryly.

The middle-aged woman patted his bottom and spat, "Hehehe! Who's laughing with you? You never learn anything good, you just like to make fun of others. Grandma doesn't mind, but if your mother hears you, she'll scold you again." As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face, saying affectionately, "Children shouldn't talk like that. If Miaomiao doesn't behave, Grandma won't love you anymore."

She leaned over again to look and noticed that her daughter's pace had quickened. Thinking she couldn't waste any more time, she pressed Miaomiao, "You still haven't told Grandma what happened? Why did you...why did this happen?"

Miaomiao asked earnestly, "Does Grandma really love me?"

The middle-aged woman scolded, "You naughty Miaomiao, you just don't trust others. Grandma loves you, do you think that's fake?"

Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, "So, Grandma will give me anything I want?"

The middle-aged woman said strangely, "What do you want? You ask me instead of your mother? Hehe! It can't be a good thing." Seeing her grandson's hesitant expression, she changed her tune, "Tell me, whatever Grandma has, Grandma will give it to you." "I'll definitely agree." She tapped Miaomiao on the head, urging, "Hurry up and say it! Don't be

so hesitant like a young lady, be straightforward!" Miaomiao, surprised by her grandmother's promptness, excitedly replied, "Yes, yes, Grandma definitely has it! Mom has it too, but she won't give it to me, so I asked Grandma for it."

The middle-aged woman chuckled, "You little rascal, you must have made some strange request again, otherwise why would your mother refuse you?"

She thought to herself, her daughter cherished Miaomiao like a treasure, and would usually agree unless it was too unreasonable. The reason for her refusal was naturally because the request was too outrageous for her to accept.

Looking at her excited grandson, the middle-aged woman wondered, "Just how outrageous is this little devil's request that made my daughter refuse him?"

Suddenly, she remembered Miao Miao's greedy gaze fixed on her chest, his unusual embrace, and that familiar physical reaction. She gasped, "Could it be Miao Miao...?" But she quickly dismissed the thought: "Impossible, Miao Miao is just a child, how could he..." However, her grandson's physical reaction forced her to accept the fact that the child had grown up.

Through Miao Miao's burning gaze, she knew what he wanted.

As a woman, the middle-aged woman had a woman's sense of shame. Although Miao Miao was her grandson and only a boy of about ten, he was still a man. Her body, apart from her deceased husband, had never been touched by another man. Could it be today...?

Her heart was filled with contradictions, unsure how to face this sudden change. In her eyes, Miao Miao was just a child. However, when she discovered the lust in Miao Miao's eyes, she realized that the child in her heart had become a young man in reality who felt feelings for women.

However, unlike Aunt Tian, although the middle-aged woman found her grandson's strange behavior unbelievable, she didn't find it unacceptable. She cherished Miaomiao as much as her daughter, but doted on him even more. For her grandson, she was willing to abandon all ethical taboos, and of course, her personal dignity.

Miaomiao was unaware of his grandmother's inner struggle; he was only thinking about how to refute her. He pretended to be aggrieved and said, "I'm so young, and I'm honest and obedient. What strange requests could I possibly make? It's just that Mother is too stingy to agree."

The middle-aged woman didn't want to argue with her grandson pointlessly and smiled, "Grandma doesn't want to discuss whether you're honest or obedient. Grandma just wants to tell you that your mother will be here soon. If you don't ask now, you won't have the chance later." Seeing Miao Miao still hesitating, the middle

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aged woman scolded, "Silly boy, why are you dawdling? What do you want to say? Is it so hard to say?"

Miao Miao swallowed hard. "It's not that it's hard to say, it's just that I'm afraid Grandma will hit me."

The middle-aged woman spat, "You naughty Miao Miao, you don't think before you speak! When has Grandma ever hit you? Nonsense! Is Grandma that kind of person? Why would Grandma hit you?"

Miao Miao knew, of course, that his grandmother loved him, but the slap his mother had given him still made him feel scared.

He said, "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Just because I didn't hit you before doesn't mean I won't hit you now. Didn't Mother never scold me before? But now she scolds me fiercely. As the saying goes, 'You can know a person's face but not their heart.' 'Having seen a ghost, you're afraid of the dark.' Once you've been wronged, how can I, Tian Miaomiao, easily trust others again? Especially what women say, you can't believe them even more."

The middle-aged woman was both amused and exasperated, and scolded, "You little rascal, do you even know what nonsense you're spouting? What do you mean, 'You can know a person's face but not their heart'? What do you mean, 'Having seen a ghost, you're afraid of the dark'? Who have you been wronged by? What do you mean, 'I won't easily trust others anymore'?

And especially what women say, you can't believe them even more'? What kind of nonsense is this? You little rascal, you must deserve a beating!"

Miaomiao knew he had let something slip and was afraid that if he continued, his grandmother would question him and he wouldn't be able to cover it up, so he could only chuckle strangely.

Seeing her grandson's mocking expression, the middle-aged woman grew even angrier. "What kind of attitude is this? Are you mocking your grandmother?"

Miao Miao waved his hands repeatedly. "No, no, no, no."

The middle-aged woman laughed and scolded, "What are you trying to say?"

Miao Miao shook his head. "Whatever Grandma thinks I am, that's what I'm saying!"

Looking at her grandson, who was so different from before, the middle-aged woman sighed. "You little devil, you've become more and more cunning and strange as you grow up. It must be hard on Xiao Ying."

Miao Miao snorted, "Your Xiao Ying is happy to have such a smart son like me. What's so hard on her?"

The middle-aged woman didn't want to argue with her grandson any longer and said directly, "Grandma doesn't want to mess around with you anymore. Say what you have to say quickly. If you keep rambling on, Grandma will really get angry."

Seeing her grandson's silence, the middle-aged woman was wondering what was going on when Miao Miao suddenly grabbed her chest with both hands. The middle-aged woman was startled. "Tian Miaomiao, are you looking for death?! What do you want?"

Miaomiao giggled lewdly. "What I want are Grandma's two treasures. Grandma herself said she'd give them to me if you had them. These two treasures are part of Grandma's flesh, so letting me touch them isn't too much to ask. Grandma, you can't go back on your word, you can't scold me, and you definitely can't hit me." As she spoke, she began to knead them vigorously with both hands, her teeth grinding together in her excitement.

Although the middle-aged woman's breasts were tightly covered by a bra and a thick undershirt,

the unique elasticity of a woman's body still allowed Miaomiao to clearly feel their tenderness.

Miaomiao's sudden attack, while not scaring the middle-aged woman half to death, did leave her drenched in a cold sweat. She thought, "Just as I expected, this boy is no good. So young, yet so lewd. What kind of request is this? Even if my daughter is too shy to agree, I, who am usually quite open-minded, feel embarrassed. Tian Miaomiao, oh Tian Miaomiao! You're so precocious, still wet behind the ears, already learning to play with women? Sigh..."

The middle-aged woman was filled with emotion, recalling her grandson's childhood days when he went to dry grain with her.

Back then, Miaomiao, though young, was mischievous and caused trouble everywhere, much to the displeasure of the villagers. Recalling the embarrassing scene of apologizing everywhere, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but laugh. Looking at her grandson, still innocent but even more mischievous, and thinking of the relentless passage of time, her heart couldn't help but sigh.

Miaomiao had no idea of her grandmother's turbulent thoughts. Seeing her silence, she took it as tacit approval, and thus rubbed her breasts even more brazenly, her movements becoming rough with excitement.

Touching the breasts he longed for again, feeling that unparalleled pleasure, Miao Miao's heart surged with excitement. This lecherous boy unconsciously compared them: "Grandma's breasts are bigger than Mom's, but not as firm." Then he comforted himself, thinking, "It doesn't matter! No matter what, Grandma's breasts are better than Xiao Lanzi's little apples. What are those brat's breasts? Small and hard, sour and unappetizing, they're disgusting to look at. They're nothing like Mom's and Grandma's breasts, big and soft, so comfortable to play with."

Miao Miao found Grandma's breasts very fun; the only drawback was that they were a little soft, unlike his mother's firm and satisfying ones. However, for this insatiable little lecher, this was a trivial matter. He thought, "As long as they're big breasts, who cares if they're Mom's or Grandma's? What does it matter if they're a little soft? As long as they're not that brat's little apples."

Miao Miao's lewd teasing, sometimes gentle and sometimes torrential, caused a strange change in the middle-aged woman's body and mind. Though small and easily overlooked, it was undeniably real. Lost in her own reverie, she suddenly remembered her daughter approaching them, instantly snapping back to reality and hastily pushing her grandson away.

Miao Miao, caught off guard and startled, exclaimed, "Grandma, you've changed your mind?"

The middle-aged woman straightened her wrinkled clothes, laughing and scolding, "When did Grandma ever agree to let you touch my breasts? You little lecher, so young, yet so full of bad intentions! Tell me, where did you learn such shameless and vulgar things?" She glared at her grandson, feigning anger.

Miao Miao, surprised by her grandmother's sudden change of heart, instantly cooled her lust. Resentful but helpless, she said sullenly, "I told you you wouldn't agree! See? You changed your mind! Humph! Oh well! Oh well! It's alright! I wasted my breath, let's just pretend nothing happened." She turned and prepared to leave the shade of the tree.

The middle-aged woman grabbed his hand and scolded, "You little rascal, you act like a scoundrel with your grandma just because I said a few words to you. What do you mean by 'it doesn't happen'? You think you can pretend nothing happened just because you played with grandma's breasts? Heh! You wish! There's no such thing as easy pleasure in this world."

Miao Miao was shocked. "Grandma, you...you want to tell my mother?"

The middle-aged woman looked at him with a half-smile. "Who asked you to act like a scoundrel with grandma?"

Miao Miao was speechless and dared not ask any more questions. He could only use a dry laugh to hide his anxiety.

The middle-aged woman pulled Miao Miao back into her arms, scolding, "You naughty Miao Miao, you're getting worse and worse! So shameless and lewd at such a young age. If your mother found out, she'd chop off your groping hands."

Miao Miao chuckled to herself, thinking, "It's just touching my breasts, what's the big deal? Your daughter's big breasts have already been touched by my groping hands, but they haven't been chopped off. I just got slapped for no reason, it's so damn unfair."

The middle-aged woman was unaware of Miao Miao's wicked thoughts, and even less aware that he was lewdly fantasizing about his own breasts. She continued to chatter on and on.

Miao Miao, feeling overwhelmed by the hug, cried out, "Grandma, please be gentle! Your chest is suffocating me, it's so uncomfortable!"

The middle-aged woman laughed, "If it's uncomfortable, why are you, you little lecher, still trying to take advantage of your grandma? You can't even handle this little bit of suffering, so what right do you have to expect your grandma to listen to you?" As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest, using her large, firm breasts to squeeze her grandson repeatedly.

Miao Miao was afraid of angering his grandmother and ruining his dream, so although he was uncomfortable, he dared not talk back. However, the middle-aged woman's breasts were really powerful, and eventually, he couldn't breathe.

Seeing Miao Miao grimacing and looking strange, the middle-aged woman knew he was really uncomfortable, so she released her hug and said smugly, "I wanted to teach you a lesson, to see if you dare to be so lecherous again." Just as

Miao Miao felt he was about to suffocate, the frustration in his chest suddenly vanished. He let out a long sigh, rubbing his aching chest, panting heavily, and said with dissatisfaction, "Grandma, are you crazy? Do you want to suffocate your grandson?"

The middle-aged woman wasn't angry, staring at him seriously and said, "Grandma won't argue with you. Tell me quickly, why did you have such wicked thoughts about Grandma? If you lie, don't expect Grandma to love you anymore."

Miao Miao snorted, "What lie? What wicked thoughts? That sounds awful. It was just a casual touch, like interrogating a criminal. What's so strange about that? I needed it!"

"You need?"

The middle-aged woman chuckled. "Haha! My dear Miaomiao, stop teasing your grandma. How old are you? You're

already talking about needs?"

Miaomiao retorted, "That's a strange question. What does need have to do with age?"

The middle-aged woman said seriously, "Who says it doesn't? You're so young, how many 'heavenly beings' have you been? Your brain hasn't even fully developed yet, and you're already trying to play around with women. Do you even know what needs are?"

Miaomiao was speechless, but still stubbornly argued, "I'm fourteen years old this year, am I still young?"

The middle-aged woman couldn't help but laugh. "You, Tian Miaomiao, still so self-righteous? So what if you're fourteen? Does that mean you can just play around with women at fourteen?"

Miaomiao couldn't win the argument with her grandmother, but she was still unconvinced. "At least I know what women are all about."

The middle-aged woman... Ren Le said, "Really? Okay then! Tell Grandma, what's the deal with women?"

Miao Miao scoffed, "What's there to say about women? Aren't they just men's playthings? Without men, a woman's existence has no meaning."

Although the middle-aged woman wasn't a feminist, seeing her grandson so disrespectful to women, she couldn't help but fly into a rage. She forcefully twisted Miao Miao's chubby bottom and angrily said, "You little rascal, what nonsense are you spouting? Don't forget your mother is a woman too! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. If your mother finds out about this, she'll break your legs!" Miao Miao

was just momentarily smug and rambling. He never expected that at this crucial moment when his mother was angry, seeing his grandmother's anger, the boy neither argued nor apologized, but just opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and made faces.

The middle-aged woman had no way to deal with him, so she resorted to her trump card.

"Go ahead and laugh! Make all those faces and tease Grandma, but what will you do if you anger her? It's okay though! If you don't want to play with Grandma, you can play with your mother. Her breasts are pretty big, aren't they? Besides, you're her darling, she'll definitely agree. You can play with your mother from now on, stop nagging Grandma."

Although Aunt Tian doted on her son, she wouldn't agree to everything unconditionally. As for letting her son play with her breasts, she would never allow it a second time, even if she were beaten to death. The middle-aged woman knew her daughter was easily swayed, which was why she dared to scold her grandson so boldly. Seeing Miao Miao calm down, she smiled smugly.

Miao Miao appeared compliant, but he had other plans. Ever since being slapped by Aunt Tian, the boy knew that his mother's love for him was reserved, far from allowing him to do whatever he wanted. Although he eventually touched his mother's breasts, it was only the result of trickery. If his mother had a choice, she would never agree. But having already tasted the sweetness, it was easier said than done for him to stop, so he could only pin his hopes on his grandmother.

He knew that only this woman who doted on him would satisfy his shameless demands.

To his surprise and delight, his grandmother didn't refuse and let him touch the breasts he had always dreamed of.

The feeling was so good, so comfortable!

However, Miao Miao was a little worried that she had angered her grandmother. Now she was using the breasts to blackmail her, what should she do? With his weakness exploited, how could he dare to be presumptuous?

The confident middle-aged woman looked at her grandson with a smile.

Miao Miao said with a distressed expression, "Grandma, please don't do this! My mother is so fierce, how could she let me touch her breasts? Rather than be scolded, Grandma, you might as well just beat me to death first."

The middle-aged woman said, "Whether you can touch your mother's breasts or not is your business, it has nothing to do with Grandma. You don't need to play the victim, I won't pity you."

Miao Miao said with a mournful face, "Grandma , are you really going to leave me to die?"

The middle-aged woman, seeing that she had teased her enough, said, "I can give you a chance, but you have to tell me where you learned these vulgar things

. If the answer satisfies me, I'll let you touch her breasts. Otherwise, not only will I not let you touch them, but I'll also tell your mother and have her break your legs." Miao Miao was overjoyed to hear that she was being given a chance. However, her grandmother's last words made her hesitate.

"Nobody taught me, I'm self-taught, what do you want me to say, Grandma?"

The middle-aged woman laughed heartily. "You can be self-taught in playing with women? You're a real genius!"

Miao Miao's skin was thicker than an ox's, unfazed by his grandmother's mockery, instead saying smugly, "Is that even a question? I, Tian Miao Miao, am a once-in-a-century genius!"

The middle-aged woman suppressed a laugh and scolded, "Pah! You think you're so great just because I teased you? Do you really think you're a genius? You're shameless!"

Bickering and arguing were Miao Miao's forte, and hearing his grandmother say this, how could he let it go? He immediately retorted loudly, "Grandma, are you talking about yourself?" He then seriously scrutinized the middle-aged woman, saying earnestly, "Looking left and right, I just can't see where Grandma's face is! What's so attractive about a long horse face? I really don't understand why Grandma would say she has a horse face."

The boy, feigning seriousness, muttered to himself, "No, no, Grandma has a fat head, like Pigsy from Journey to the West, she has absolutely nothing to do with a horse face. Calling her a pig face is more like it, calling her a bear face is barely acceptable, but to say she has a horse face is just too far-fetched."

When it came to arguing, even if the middle-aged woman rode a horse, she couldn't catch up with Miaomiao . She had been teasing her grandson, but unexpectedly, it backfired. She was both angry and annoyed, wanting to retort but afraid of losing face and being outmatched. Suppressing her anger, she coldly sneered, "I won't waste my breath on you. Skill isn't something you can boast about. True gold fears no furnace fire; a donkey or a horse will be proven in a test. Since you claim to be so capable, even self-taught, you must know a lot. Why don't you tell me, and let your grandmother see just how much real knowledge you have?"

Miao Miao scoffed, "Is that even a question? What on a woman's body hasn't I, Tian Miao Miao, seen? Besides breasts and a cunt, I really can't think of anything else that attracts a man."

As the saying goes, what is said without intention may be taken to heart by the listener. Hearing Miao Miao's shameless words, the middle-aged woman's brows furrowed immediately. She couldn't believe her grandson could be so shameless and lewd. She couldn't help but worry about her daughter.

"It seems Miao Miao is quite familiar with women's bodies. Where did he learn that?"

The middle-aged woman, of course, knew nothing of Miao Miao's affair with Bai Lanlan; she only knew that her grandson had learned the secrets of a woman's body by peeping at her daughter changing clothes and bathing.

"That little devil Miao Miao is really something, worse than I imagined."

She couldn't understand why Miao Miao was so lustful at such a young age. She was very worried, knowing that if this continued, trouble was inevitable. But what could she do? Her grandson's mind was full of perverse thoughts, his lust deeply ingrained; how easy was it to eradicate him completely?

She thought of her daughter. "Miao Miao is her life's hope. If anything happens to Miao Miao, can this child bear the blow?"

The middle-aged woman dared not think any further. But ominous thoughts surged into her heart like a tide. She knew that Miao Miao was already mature and full of fantasies about women, and would definitely try every means to satisfy her curiosity.

Her daughter was stubborn and proud, and would never agree to such a shameless request. If Miao Miao couldn't get satisfaction from her mother, she would definitely find another target to vent her frustrations on.

The middle-aged woman firmly believed that with Miao Miao's eloquence and intelligence, she could definitely charm many girls. However, what worried her was that her grandson's deception of girls was probably not just for the sake of verbal pleasure.

"What if Miao Miao really does it and sleeps with

someone?" Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman became even more troubled. "If that's the case, how can they let it go? Even if the other parents don't report Miao Miao, everyone will know, and she'll be branded a hooligan. How will she be able to hold her head high when she grows up? If she accidentally gets someone pregnant, that will be even more troublesome. Miao Miao's life will be ruined.

How will her daughter bear that blow?"

The more she thought about it, the more complicated and frightened she became. Just then, a thought she'd never considered before suddenly surfaced in her mind.

"Miao Miao is now curious about all women; he craves women who are physically mature, regardless of age. I'm his grandmother, and I have the body he needs. Why not take this opportunity to rein in his wild heart?"

Thinking this, the middle-aged woman's troubled mind suddenly cleared. "Since my daughter can't do this, then let her do it."

However, she was still a little worried. What if Miao Miao wasn't satisfied with just breasts and made further sexual demands?

Some say that in this world, impulsive women are more numerous than rational women, and this is true. "Incest," though the first taboo of human civilization, is difficult to resist the impact of various perverse familial relationships. For the middle-aged woman, her only concern was how to win over her grandson's heart; whether the methods used were appropriate was no longer a consideration.

This loving, kind, and somewhat foolish woman finally made up her mind.

“Since I’m going to discipline my grandson, that kind of thing is bound to happen sooner or later, there’s nothing to worry about. Besides, although Miaomiao and I are related by blood, we’re only grandmother and granddaughter, not mother and son . There’s a layer of kinship between us, so it shouldn’t be a big problem.”

The middle-aged woman’s mood brightened. Her only worry was her daughter’s reaction. She knew her daughter’s personality; if she knew what she was thinking, she probably would never forgive herself. Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman hesitated, wondering, “Is it worth it?” However, when she saw Miaomiao’s lustful eyes, she knew she had no other choice.

She thought to herself, "Xiaoying, don't blame your mother. I had no choice but to do this. You may not understand, but I know that Miaomiao's lustful nature is deeply ingrained. If left unchecked, something bad will happen sooner or later. Rather than watching this child go astray, why not help him while I still have the ability?"

"I know you might resent me. But have you ever thought that I'm just doing what you can't do? Do you dare to have sex with your own son...? Alas! Can you bear such a bloody and promiscuous reputation? Since you can't, then let me bear this infamy! I know you care about Miaomiao, but isn't this child also my life's hope?"

The middle-aged woman knew that to win Miaomiao's heart, she first needed to understand his lifestyle and preferences. What she wanted to know most was who Miaomiao's sexual mentor was. She calmed her uneasy emotions and said gently yet seductively, "My dear Miaomiao, if you tell Grandma which bad woman seduced you, Grandma will not only keep your secret but also allow you to play with her breasts. What do you think?"

Miaomiao turned his head to look at his anxious grandmother. Although he didn't yet know that this woman had made a decision that would affect his entire life, he could tell that she was very anxious about who he was dating.

He thought to himself, "Just now she was calling me a little devil, a little slut, a naughty boy... and now she's calling me 'good Miaomiao,' humph! Women are so damn fickle, trying to get my secrets? Heh heh! Does she think I, Tian Miaomiao, am stupid? If I tell my mother about Xiaolanzi, she'll beat me to a pulp! I'm not that stupid."

But the conditions offered by his grandmother were too tempting. Miaomiao thought to himself, "Whatever, I'll play with Grandma's breasts first, and as for an excuse, I'll just make one up later." He was confident, "With my abilities, deceiving a stupid woman like Grandma is a piece of cake, isn't it? Hehe, hehe!"

This shameless little fox, Miaomiao, couldn't help but laugh lewdly.

The middle-aged woman never imagined that her grandson was currently consumed by lust. Seeing him chuckling foolishly, she said with displeasure, "Laughing, laughing! Grandma is talking to you, why are you just grinning like an idiot?"

Miao Miao snorted, "I was right! Women are so damn fickle. Just now you were calling me 'good Miao Miao,' and now you've changed your mind. Humph! Do you think I'm stupid? You call me 'good Miao Miao' when you're happy, and 'bad boy' or 'lewd boy' when you're not? I'm not as stupid as you, it's a waste of my breath to talk

to you!" The boy was annoyed that his grandmother didn't respect him, so he simply hung his ears on the wall and ignored what his grandmother was saying.

The middle-aged woman knew her grandson was sulking, but she didn't know what she had done to offend this little devil. Seeing his indifferent attitude, she was both angry and annoyed. Helpless, she could only plead, "My dear grandson, I'm afraid of you, please say something."

Miao Miao looked at his grandmother's ample bosom and changed his mind. He said with a cheeky grin, "Since Grandma is so sincere in her request, I'll reluctantly say a few words! Grandma wants to know my secret? Since it's a secret, how can I just tell you? However, I'm too kind-hearted and too trusting of others, especially women like you, who seem cheerful on the surface but whose thoughts are unknown. So, I've suffered a lot."

"Sigh! Maybe it's because I'm getting old, or maybe it's because I've suffered too much. Anyway, I no longer easily trust others, especially gossipy women! I know Grandma loves me very much, but who told you to be a woman? It's normal for me not to trust you."

The middle-aged woman patiently listened to Miao Miao's rambling nonsense. However, this boy was really going too far, constantly teasing her like a woman and a gossip, which made her furious. She shouted, "Grandma doesn't want to hear your nonsense anymore! Just tell me what it will take for me to talk. All other nonsense is fine!"

Miao Miao stared at her grandmother's chest and giggled lewdly, "Grandma is such an impatient person."

The middle-aged woman glared at her grandson, "Still want to talk nonsense?"

Miao Miao pretended to be helpless and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, Grandma.

I won't talk nonsense, I won't talk nonsense." After a slight pause, he continued, "If Grandma is really sincere, why not grant my request first? I, Tian Miao Miao, swear to God that I will answer all your questions without reservation."

The middle-aged woman looked at Miao Miao, thinking, "This little lecher is tricky and cunning. What do you mean by 'without reservation'?

If even half of what he says is true, I should be thanking God. It seems that without giving him a little something, this boy definitely won't open his mouth."

She peered out and saw her daughter was still a couple hundred meters from the village entrance. She thought, "There's still some time. I might as well give this little devil a treat." She wasn't worried about whether Miaomiao would tell the truth. After all, she was a woman who had lived for decades; this kid, though a smooth talker, couldn't easily fool her.

Full of confidence, she smiled and said, "I'll let you play with my breasts, but you have to promise Grandma that when I ask you questions later, you can't spout nonsense like 'A Chinese Odyssey' or 'Guan Yu vs. Fang Shiyu,' understand?"

Miaomiao swallowed hard, his lust burning. He just wanted to satisfy his cravings as soon as possible. He'd agree to anything, even something as simple as climbing mountains of knives or entering seas of fire. He nodded repeatedly like a rooster pecking at rice, his fat, lewd hands eagerly reaching for the middle-aged woman's breasts.

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"Grandma, do you know how miserable my life is at home? I live in constant fear, afraid of accidentally saying the wrong thing and making Mom angry. Now, my legs tremble whenever I see Mom. If she gets angry and glares at me, I'll be so scared that I foam at the mouth, my whole body goes limp, and I might even lose consciousness."

Miao Miao said, putting on a pitiful look.

"Sigh! I guess my 'fear of mothers' is incurable. If anything happens to me, Grandma, please accept my condolences and don't be too sad. You're old, your health is important."

The middle-aged woman vigorously twisted her grandson's chubby bottom, laughing and scolding, "You little rascal, do you think Grandma is a fool who can be fooled by you? I've watched you grow up since you were little, don't you know how many tricks you have up your sleeve? You don't need to sow discord, I won't believe your nonsense. You little brat, nothing good comes out of your mouth, you either speak without thinking or you're saying one thing and meaning another. If I believed that, then I would truly be a complete idiot!"

Miao Miao felt a little embarrassed after his lie was exposed, and could only chuckle awkwardly a few times.

The middle-aged woman scolded, "Don't give me that. If you keep acting like this, don't even think about touching Grandma's breasts again. Don't take this lightly, Grandma always means what she says."

Miao Miao wasn't a bad person at heart, he just liked to play tricks and tease people. The middle-aged woman knew her grandson's personality. Rather than arguing endlessly, she decided to be direct and explain the consequences clearly.

Hearing his grandmother threaten to punish him with her breasts, Miao Miao indeed dared not be so presumptuous. He feigned a pitiful expression and pleaded, "Grandma, please don't do this! If you don't let me touch your breasts, I'll be very unhappy. If I'm unhappy, I won't be able to eat. If I can't eat, I'll get thin. If I get thin, Mom will be very worried. If Mom worries about me, she'll get sick. If Mom gets sick, no one will feed the pigs. If no one feeds the pigs, they'll starve to death. If the dead pigs can't be sold, we won't have money for food. If we don't have money for food..."

The middle-aged woman was puzzled. Her original plan was to let her grandson play with her breasts for a while, and then try to extract his secret. She hadn't expected her daughter to arrive so quickly, disrupting her plan. Already feeling annoyed, she was greatly angered to hear Miao Miao still rambling on and on, and angrily interrupted him.

"Are you ever going to stop? You're so long-winded, even Grandma gets annoyed! I'm warning you, stop talking nonsense with Grandma. Your tricks won't scare me. Like I said, if you behave, I won't just let you touch my breasts, you can do whatever you want. If you don't behave, then you can eat yourself!"

Hearing her grandmother say this, Miao Miao was both worried and excited, saying in a way that was both a promise and a bargain, "Of course I'll listen to Grandma! Who else would I listen to? Grandma, please don't..." "If you don't let me touch your breasts, I'll feel terrible. If I die from holding it in, you'll never see Miaomiao again. So, Grandma, you must think carefully before you do anything stupid."

The middle-aged woman was both amused and exasperated by her grandson, thinking, "This kid is full of nonsense. It's really a headache to have him pestering me."

Miaomiao was still babbling on and on when the middle-aged woman spat, "You naughty Miaomiao, where did you learn to be so shameless?" Miaomiao was very pleased with himself, sticking out his tongue and making faces at his grandmother. The middle-aged woman said angrily: "Hee hee hee! You are laughing! When your mother comes, tell her and let her take care of you. Let's see how you can still laugh."

When Miaomiao heard the word "mother", she was so frightened that she could no longer laugh. She asked tremblingly: "Grandma, you won't really tell your mother, will you?"

The middle-aged woman looked at her grandson with a half-smile, "Whether you tell her or not depends on your performance? If you anger me, you must tell your mother and let her If she spanks you, it’s not me who’s hurting you anyway, so I won’t feel uncomfortable.”

Miao Miao smacked her tongue and said, “Grandma’s heart is really dark.”

The middle-aged woman said, “Whether your heart is dark or not is my business. It’s the promise you made to grandma. But it's between you and me. Don't forget that if you dare to lie and break your promise, huh! Be careful, I'll break your pig's head."

Miao Miao felt relieved when she saw that her grandmother was not angry, but knew that she was teasing her. Looking at grandma's high and undulating breasts, I felt lustful and couldn't help but attack the two piles of plump and soft meat dumplings with both hands.

The middle-aged woman was startled by her grandson's actions and quickly pushed away his hands

, which were already grasping her breasts. She said sternly, "

You little lecher, you have to know when to stop! Your mother will be here soon. You dare to do this? You must be crazy!" Miao Miao was only acting on impulse; he wouldn't dare to actually touch and play with her breasts. She didn't argue, only lewdly grinning at her grandmother's

ample breasts . ********** ... "Could my daughter have discovered something? But it doesn't seem like it." Being an experienced woman, she remained outwardly calm despite her inner surprise. Through careful observation, she realized her daughter wasn't after her, and she had a better understanding of the situation. She took out a pack of tissues and handed them to her daughter, saying, "It's so hot, the journey must have been tiring. Look how sweaty you are. Don't worry about anything else, wipe your sweat first." Seeing her daughter calm down, she spoke gently but tentatively, "Not that I'm being nosy, but Xiaoying, you went too far. Miaomiao is perfectly fine, why did you yell at him? It will frighten him." She held Miaomiao's hand tightly, implying that she shouldn't panic. This tactic worked; with her grandmother's help, the previously terrified Miaomiao immediately calmed down. Ignoring her mother's questioning, Aunt Tian wiped her sweat and pressed her son for answers, "Why were you bothering Grandma just now?" Aunt Tian saw Miao Miao pull her mother behind the banyan tree. Being naturally suspicious, she was worried that her son was up to something, so she didn't bother to answer her mother's question and just kept pressing her son for answers.

Miao Miao, now back to his usual quick wit, lied to his mother, saying, "Grandma told me the carp in Bailongtan are fat and big. I want to go fishing tomorrow, so I need to find some earthworms as bait. Grandma's even helping me find some."

Looking at her son's strange expression, Aunt Tian asked suspiciously, "Have you caught all the earthworms? Where are they? Let Mom see."

Miao Miao hadn't expected this question, and even with his quick wit, he didn't know how to respond in his haste.

The middle-aged woman, seeing her grandson in trouble, came to his rescue, saying, "Miao Miao was indeed looking for earthworms, but then he heard you calling out and, afraid you'd scold him, he threw them away."

Hearing this, Aunt Tian looked at the tree roots and indeed saw several earthworms wriggling. Although her son's hands were clean, she still had some doubts, but then she thought it was possible her mother had wiped the mud off Miao Miao. Naturally sensitive and suspicious, she finally believed her son and mother's perfectly coordinated lie.

Seeing that she had fooled her mother, Miao Miao was overjoyed and her mischievous side was aroused again.

"Just now, I was concentrating on catching earthworms when I suddenly heard a strange cry. I thought it was a demon coming out, and I thought, a demon coming out during the day is no joke. It would be such a terrible injustice to be caught and eaten by it. Just as I was trembling with fear, the female demon cried out a few more times, which scared me so much that I loosened my grip, and the dozen or so earthworms I had just caught surged and all burrowed back into the mud."

"I was just lamenting my bad luck when I heard the female demon's 'rumbling' footsteps. At that moment, I thought, 'It's over, it's over, I, Tian Miaomiao, am definitely going to be eaten by the female demon this time.' My legs were so weak that if it weren't for my grandmother supporting me, I would have died of fright. Later, I opened my eyes and saw that there was no female demon at all. It was just my mother practicing her 'roaring' skills."

Aunt Tian was so angry that she wanted to beat her son, but she couldn't do so because of her mother's feelings. She could only wring her hands and stomp her feet, secretly fuming.

The middle-aged woman watched, secretly amused, but also annoyed by Miao Miao's rudeness. She thought, "This little devil is really going too far, teasing people without any regard for the occasion. If I don't discipline him properly, he'll definitely grow up to be a lawless monk."

Miao Miao was smug and was about to continue. The middle-aged woman saw that Aunt Tian's face was getting increasingly unpleasant, knowing that if Miao Miao continued, she would inevitably be scolded. So, she said, hinting at it, "You naughty Miao Miao, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you insult your mother like that? You must be itching for a beating." 02-07
Miao Miao's Story [Part Two] 2

Miao Miao then remembered that her mother was thin-skinned and impatient. She secretly glanced at Aunt Tian's face and saw that her face was dark and quite frightening. She immediately stuck out her tongue at her grandmother and dared not continue.

Aunt Tian was about to explode, but seeing her mother step in to smooth things over, she had no choice but to suppress her anger and say, "If you want bait, find it yourself. How can you expect your grandmother to find these dirty things for you? I only said a few words to you, and you start acting like a ghost and insulting me. If it weren't for your grandmother's sake, I definitely wouldn't let you off today."

The middle-aged woman didn't want to make the atmosphere too tense, so she smiled and said, "Xiao Ying

, don't blame Miao Miao. This child is still young. If he does anything wrong, we can teach him slowly later." Aunt Tian sighed and said, "This boy, he speaks without any manners, offending more people than he addresses them properly. I'm afraid he'll anger your mother and make you angry ."

The middle-aged woman patted Miao Miao's head and chuckled, "Although this child is naughty, he's not a bad person at heart. Besides, he's my only grandson. I love him too much to be angry with him. Xiao Ying, you're worrying too much."

Hearing her grandmother say this, Miao Miao became even more emboldened and hid behind her grandmother, winking at her mother. Aunt Tian was furious, but she couldn't hit her or scold her, so she could only sulk in silence. Seeing this, the middle-aged woman tapped Miao Miao's head and chuckled, "You little rascal, teasing your mother again? Do you have an itchy bottom that needs a spanking?"

Aunt Tian, being strong and robust, was already exhausted from the long journey. Seeing her mother's words, she ignored her son, put the basket on the flagstone, wiped the sweat from her face, and asked her mother, "Have I been here long?"

"You have the nerve to say that? I've been waiting here for ages! I've waited and waited, the bus has passed several times, and I haven't seen you. I've been so anxious! Xiao Ying, why did you come so late? Aren't you

afraid your mother will worry?"

The middle-aged woman said, pulling Miao Miao close, her expression extremely affectionate. Miao Miao took the opportunity to cling to her grandmother, her elbows constantly brushing against her chest. The middle-aged woman felt itchy all over, but she couldn't say anything in front of her daughter, so she pretended not to notice.

Aunt Tian, preoccupied with wiping her sweat, hadn't noticed her son's inappropriate behavior. Hearing her mother's reproachful tone, she looked up and said apologetically, "I've been too busy, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."

The middle-aged woman retorted, "Even if you're busy, you should have called beforehand! You said you'd be there on time, but I waited and waited, and you and your son didn't appear. I thought something had happened on the road. You're a mother yourself, you should understand a mother's worry for her children."

Aunt Tian didn't know how to explain, so she could only smile apologetically and say, "It's a peaceful time now, the journey is safe, there are no robbers blocking the road. You're overthinking it, Mother."

The middle-aged woman said unhappily, "Don't change the subject, I don't want to lecture you. I'm just worried that Miao Miao is still a child, small and weak. What if he gets heatstroke traveling in this heat? If he's wearing a long shirt and short pants, can you be at ease? How can you, as a mother, not think about your son at all?"

Aunt Tian was speechless. What could she say? While her mother's words held some truth, it was unfair to say she wasn't worried about her son; Miaomiao was her lifeblood, more important than anything else. However, her mother was prejudiced, convinced she had been negligent, so anything she said was futile.

As Aunt Tian was fretting, Miaomiao, seeing his grandmother's sympathy, became even more smug, adding fuel to the fire: "Yes, Grandma, today's weather is unbearably hot, yet Mother urged me on like a cow, pushing me forward without stopping.

Grandma, you don't know how tiring it is to travel without rest; my legs feel like lead, I can't take another step. I'm drenched in sweat the whole way, and I've spit out saliva several times. If it weren't for the thought of seeing Grandma, I probably would have died of exhaustion on the way. Grandma, you'll never see such a smart, lively, and lovable child like me again!"

The middle-aged woman knew Miaomiao's character well. She knew his words were highly unreliable; he was a liar who cried wolf all the time. Normally, she would have questioned her grandson's words several times, but today the weather was unbearably hot. Traveling in such conditions would be unbearable for even adults, let alone children.

Looking at her grandson's round face, tanned dark red by the sun, and imagining the hardships of his journey, the middle-aged woman believed Miaomiao's words this time, and couldn't help but hug and kiss him repeatedly. Miaomiao, that lecherous boy, was more than happy to oblige, nestling in his grandmother's arms and stealthily touching her.

Aunt Tian, already unhappy after her mother's scolding, felt even more annoyed now that her son was adding fuel to the fire. Seeing her son clinging to her even more, Tian Miaomiao finally lost her temper and yelled at him, "Tian Miaomiao! How many times have I told you not to bother Grandma? Why won't you listen? Where are your ears? Are they hanging on the wall? Do you think you're still a child? Clinging to Grandma in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being laughed at? I'm embarrassed too. It's shameful to have a son like you."

Miaomiao was startled by his mother's sudden outburst. His first reaction was to cover his ears, then he pouted and said defiantly, "Mom, are you out of your mind? I haven't done anything to you, why do you always scold me? You can't argue with Grandma, what does it have to do with me? She's happy to see Grandma after so long, is that wrong?

Mom, you just like to be unreasonable."

Tian Miaomiao couldn't swallow her anger at her son's blatant defiance.

She didn't know why she was so angry, but seeing her son's affectionate way of clinging to his mother made her feel uncomfortable and sour, unable to tell whether it was envy or jealousy.

This is understandable; she was just an ordinary peasant woman who, having cherished her son above all else, possessed an unusually strong possessive streak. To share her son with someone else was worse than death, even if that person was her own mother.

What made her even more jealous was that Miaomiao, though her son, never hugged her the way he hugged his grandmother.

Aunt Tian felt frustrated, unable to understand why her son was so biased. Why kept coming to her mind? But if Miaomiao really did hug her, could she accept it as readily as her mother? This was something she hadn't considered.

Aunt Tian was filled with jealousy, and her son's defiance only accelerated the fermentation of her pain. Her expression turned ugly with anger and bitterness; her son had unintentionally wounded her heart. She bit her lip tightly, staring at her son without saying a word, tears welling in her eyes. However, her stubborn nature forced her to hold back, refusing to let the tears fall.

Women are perceptive, and only women can truly understand another woman's thoughts.

The middle-aged woman was shrewd; her uniquely feminine sensitivity made her constantly attentive to her daughter's emotional changes.

Although Aunt Tian's facial expressions were subtle, she noticed them and knew her daughter had become wary. To avoid embarrassment, she pushed her grandson away. Miao Miao wasn't stupid either; seeing the clouded look on her mother's face, she knew it wasn't the time to make a scene, so she tactfully left her grandmother's embrace.

Seeing her daughter's expression soften, the middle-aged woman said, "Xiaoying, don't blame me for being nosy. We're all women, and I know exactly what you're thinking. You're angry with Miaomiao, aren't you? Sigh! Why be like this? Miaomiao is still a child; it's inevitable that he'll be mischievous. If he does something wrong, you can teach him slowly. You can't just scold him all the time! From just now until now, it's only been about ten minutes, and you've already scolded him three or four times. How can a mother do that?" "

Miaomiao is growing up and starting to have his own thoughts. If you keep scolding him like this, he'll resent you in the future. Besides, constantly scolding a child isn't good for his future development. I'm sure you don't want your son to grow up to be an unreasonable person, do you?"

“Miao Miao is just a child, he likes to be around people. Letting him hug and cuddle isn’t a big deal. Why take it so seriously? Miao Miao is still young and doesn’t understand the seriousness of many things. As elders, we can guide him more in the future. Being too sensitive is not a good thing; it will only have the opposite effect.”

Aunt Tian didn’t know that her mother was saying things against her will. Her mother’s indulgence of Miao Miao worried her, but she still wanted her to tell her mother what happened on the way. She couldn’t bring herself to say that Miao Miao had touched her breasts.

It was partly due to the shame of being a woman, but more importantly, deep down, she vaguely felt that Miao Miao was her son. Whatever she let him do, whether it was right or wrong, was a matter between mother and son, and no one else needed to know. Although her mother wasn’t an outsider, Aunt Tian didn’t want her to know this secret.

Aunt Tian didn’t want to get entangled with her mother anymore, nor did she want her to misunderstand, so she said, “What you say, Mother, is certainly very reasonable. However, many things are not as simple as they seem. Mother, you don’t know, Miao Miao, he…”

The middle-aged woman interrupted her daughter rudely.

“What don’t I know? I know everything! What happened to Miaomiao? Miaomiao is afraid of you, that’s why he doesn’t dare tell you anything. Look at the handprint on his face, so red and swollen, it breaks my heart to see it. I really don’t know how you’re a mother. Your son was beaten like this, and you didn’t even know? That’s just unacceptable.”

The middle-aged woman knew that as a mother, Aunt Tian couldn’t have been unaware that Miaomiao had been beaten. However, she really didn’t want her daughter to keep harping on what had just happened. As the saying goes, “Too much talk leads to mistakes.” Her daughter was naturally sensitive, and she couldn’t guarantee that her daughter wouldn’t find a flaw in her words. Besides, even if she was careful, she couldn’t guarantee that Miaomiao wouldn’t make a mistake. So, although her words were a bit far-fetched, she didn’t care about such things in order to distract her daughter.

Aunt Tian was speechless. She was the one who slapped her son, but the pain of hitting a child is the pain of a mother. Hitting Miaomiao hurt her more than anyone else. But what could she say? Could it be that Miao Miao was being disrespectful by secretly touching her breasts, which was why she hit him?

She didn't want to say that, nor could she say that. It wasn't just a secret between her and her son; more importantly, she knew her mother doted on Miao Miao far too much, far beyond reason. If she knew Miao Miao had touched her, she probably wouldn't scold him; instead, she'd blame herself for not fulfilling his request sooner. Faced with a mother who only cared about affection and not reason, what could she say?

Aunt Tian's heart was bitter, but she couldn't express it.

Aunt Tian's predicament most upset her son. Miao Miao lost his father at a young age, and his mother had raised him with great difficulty. He had a deep affection for his mother, a combination of dependence and attachment.

Miao Miao liked to argue with his mother and often enjoyed teasing her, but this didn't mean he harbored any resentment towards her. On the contrary, it was simply his way of showing affection and asserting himself towards his doting elder. As the saying goes, "a mother and son are of one heart," and when his mother was in trouble, he, as her son, would stand firmly on her side without hesitation.

Miao Miao's large, ox-like eyes darted around a few times, and a plan quickly formed in his mind.

He said, "Grandma, you're blaming Mom wrongly. She's known about the injury on my face for a long time, and she's cried about it several times."

The middle-aged woman had finally managed to steer the conversation to her daughter, but Miao Miao's intervention surprised her. After a long pause, she said, "Good boy, now you're siding with your own mother? Truly, a mother and son are connected at heart."

She gave a bitter smile, thinking, "After all, they're mother and son; blood ties are unbreakable. I'm just an outsider; what can I say?"

Miao Miao had helped his mother out of the awkward situation, but he hadn't forgotten his grandmother. The reason this boy was so beloved by both of them was primarily because he knew how to balance and manage the complexities of interpersonal relationships.

只见他眨眨眼睛，狡猾的说：“我是娘和外婆的心肝宝贝，你们这样疼我，如果我偏心，那还是人吗？所以外婆放心，我帮娘也帮你。”

中年妇人微微一笑，心想：“这小鬼还有点良心，总算自己没白疼他。”

苗苗讨回外婆欢心，心中得意，继续说：“今天一早，我们村的田二牛跟我吵架，他理亏说不过我，于是耍无赖骂人，我忍不住揍了他一顿，这小子打不过我，于是就叫他大哥田大牛，那个田大牛比我高出半个头，哦，不对，应该是高出我一个头。”

苗苗连说带划，手舞足蹈地说：“那头烧坏脑的发瘟牛，听到田二牛鬼嚎，急不及待地从牛栏里冲出来，揪着我的衣领，不分青红皂白，一巴掌扇过来，那一巴掌把我打得昏头转向、满天星斗。”

"Mom was feeding the pigs when she heard the commotion. She dropped the food and rushed over. When she saw my face was swollen from being hit, she was heartbroken. She stopped feeding the pigs and dragged me into the Tian family's house to settle the matter. The two dead oxen, seeing Mom's furious arrival, cowered in fear and didn't dare utter a sound. Their father, Uncle Tian Laoniu, was a fair man

. After hearing Mom's story, he not only apologized repeatedly but also grabbed a thick wooden stick from behind the door and beat the two sick oxen." "Seeing the two dead oxen running around the house after being beaten by my father, Mom finally calmed down. However, because of this incident, we missed the bus and had to spend a long time getting here."

Miao Miao's academic performance was average, but his ability to lie was unparalleled. A completely fictitious matter, through his brain, transformed from nothing into a vivid and believable fact. Calling him a genius wouldn't be an exaggeration.

The middle-aged woman was dumbfounded. She never imagined that the slap mark on her grandson's face would lead to such a convoluted and bizarre story. The lie seemed so plausible that she couldn't help but believe it. However, she was a little puzzled and asked, "Why did you hit Tian Erniu for no reason?"

Miao Miao looked smug, because his lie had once again fooled his grandmother. Deliberately trying to tease her, he said with feigned seriousness, "This guy called me a lazy, greedy little pig, Mom a stupid, dull, fat sow, and Grandma an ugly, wrinkled old sow. Of course I had to beat him up when he insulted me like that!"

Miao Miao paused, observing his mother and grandmother's reactions. Aunt Tian seemed unfazed, but the middle-aged woman's face turned ashen, her displeasure evident.

Miao Miao's goal was to provoke his mother and grandmother, and then see their angry reactions. For him, tormenting these two doting women was his greatest pleasure.

This young man, though young, possessed an extremely complex mindset. A powerful possessiveness surged within him, a desire rooted in the primordial era, in a time of mixed bloodlines and intermarriage, when men held absolute power over women…

Miao Miao inherited this desire. He loved his mother and grandmother, but he loved even more the desire to express and control himself. He wanted to prove his worth and demonstrate his superior ability to conquer his mother and grandmother through constant teasing.

Having achieved his goal, Miao Miao refused to stop, continuing to escalate the situation.

"If that bastard only insulted me, I'd accept it. I'm fat, lazy, and greedy, and I wouldn't get angry even if he said it a few more times. But to insult my mother too? That's unacceptable! Calling me a fat sow? Calling me stupid and dull?

Humph! His mother is the fat sow, and his aunt is the stupid and dull one. Outrageous! My mother isn't fat at all; she's just a little plump. Calling me stupid and dull? Humph! Could someone stupid and dull have given birth to such a smart and adorable son as me?

That bastard dares to spout nonsense; he's not a man of the five elements! " "Does he deserve a beating? If I don't beat him up, I'll really be letting his old man, Tian Laoniu, down."

Miao Miao was so excited that she forgot her mother was right next to her. She casually touched the middle-aged woman's face and said with a grin, "Grandma's skin is so white and tender, without a single wrinkle, just like a young girl. Tian Erniu dares to say Grandma is old and ugly, humph! This kid must be blind, oh no, he should be blind as a cow."

Miao Miao kept showing off her lying skills, but Tian's wife frowned more and more as she listened. The lies her son made up were too outrageous. Although his purpose was to get her out of trouble, this method was really unacceptable. How could he say that Grandma was an old sow? And ugly and wrinkled. This kid is really too much, he doesn't even spare his own mother, saying she's stupid and dull, and... and, a fat sow, isn't this insulting?

Looking at Miao Miao, who was talking excitedly and gesturing wildly, Tian's wife felt a pang of melancholy and suddenly felt a strange fear.

Her son was exceptionally intelligent and quick-witted, but his cleverness was overshadowed by his honesty.

Aunt Tian sighed inwardly, resolving that from now on, no matter how busy or tired she was, she would make time to discipline her son. She thought, "I can't let him continue like this; if I let him continue, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Although she was a peasant woman, Aunt Tian understood the principle that cleverness can be a double-edged sword. She only had one son, and all her hopes were pinned on him. She knew that if her son went astray because of his intelligence, he would not only harm society and himself, but she herself would also regret it for the rest of her life.

She planned to stop her son from lying, but in the end, she gave up. Thinking to herself, "Miao Miao lied just to get himself out of trouble; it was a kind gesture. How can I expose him and embarrass him? Besides, what good would it do? Wouldn't it involve what happened on the road? What would I say if my mother asked? Sigh, never mind, I'll discipline him when we get home."

Aunt Tian was troubled and confused, unable to pinpoint the reason, but she vaguely felt that letting her mother know too much wasn't good. Therefore, she was determined to keep that secret no matter what.

The middle-aged woman was known for her boldness and straightforwardness in her youth. Now, though older, her fiery temper remained unchanged. Hearing from her grandson that someone had mocked her, she flew into a rage and blurted out, "Damn that bastard, born of a mother but uneducated by a father!"

Miaomiao, who had never heard her grandmother use such vulgar language before, was as excited as if she had discovered a new continent. She looked at the middle-aged woman with disbelief and stammered, "Grandma...you...you want to...you want to fuck...fuck Tian Erniu?"

The middle-aged woman suddenly realized her mistake, but the words were already out. She thought, "I've already said it, why bother with all the fuss?" Tian Erniu was truly infuriating. Children arguing is normal, a little squabble is fine, but this bastard actually insulted someone else's family! This bastard was really going too far.

She carefully examined the bruises on her grandson's face; they were large, clearly the work of an adult. "Who would be so heartless as to beat Miaomiao like this?" She knew it couldn't be her daughter. Although Aunt Tian would occasionally scold her son, it was just a mother's way of showing concern for her children. Such a reckless beating was unimaginable for a daughter who loved her son dearly.

It's true that women are often seen as emotional creatures lacking rationality, though it hurts a woman's self-esteem. Isn't that true?

The middle-aged woman was usually very shrewd and thoughtful, but Miaomiao's fabricated story—a single phrase like "ugly, wrinkled old sow"—enraged her to the point of losing her temper, forgetting even what kind of person Miaomiao was. This shows that a woman's so-called rationality is relative; it only applies if her bottom line isn't crossed. If it is, even the most rational woman becomes irrational.

The middle-aged woman snorted, "Let him have his way! What's the big deal? I'm not only going to have my way with that bastard who was born of a mother but not raised by a father. I'm going to have my way with that bastard's whole family!"

Miaomiao looked at her grandmother in surprise, feeling as if she had found a kindred spirit. Excited and hot all over, he chuckled lewdly, thinking, "So Grandma likes to swear too, hehe! Grandma's so good, so straightforward, unlike Mom, who can't even say a few swear words, so boring."

The boy encouraged him, saying, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck that bastard Tian Erniu! Grandma, don't hold back, fuck him! If you get tired, I'm here for you." The

middle-aged woman stared at her grandson in astonishment, "You too?"

Miao Miao said, "Yes! I, Tian Miao Miao, am like-minded with Grandma, let's fuck Tian Erniu's ancestors for eighteen generations together!"

The middle-aged woman chuckled, "You naughty boy, who's like-minded with you?"

Miao Miao said seriously, "If Grandma wasn't like-minded with me, why would she fuck Tian Erniu?"

The middle-aged woman deliberately teased him, saying, "Grandma fucks Tian Erniu..." "It's Grandma's business, what does it have to do with your shared interests? You just love to claim kinship and pull strings."

Miao Miao retorted, "Grandma's words are so baffling. I'm your own grandson, what's this about claiming kinship? I really don't understand why you say that, it's like you've lost your mind."

The middle-aged woman, annoyed and embarrassed by her grandson's sharp retort, couldn't find a reason to refute him, so she could only scold, "You little rascal, are you itching for a fight? How dare you say Grandma's brain is fried."

Miao Miao giggled, "If Grandma wasn't fried, why would she talk so incoherently?"

The middle-aged woman stopped arguing with her grandson, but said mockingly, "Grandma won't argue with you, but I want to ask you, do you know what 'cao' means? Everyone else says 'cao,' so you say 'cao.'" Miao Miao was speechless. The middle-aged woman chuckled, "I thought you were incredibly clever, but you're just a copycat."

Miao Miao retorted, "Is it surprising that I don't know? Grandma, don't laugh. As long as you teach me, with my intelligence and comprehension, I guarantee I can master it and achieve great results!"

Listening to the exchange between the grandmother and granddaughter, Aunt Tian felt increasingly resentful. There was no such family as Tian Lao Niu in their village; Tian Dan Niu and Tian Er Niu were just characters Miao Miao made up on the spot, and she couldn't believe her mother believed them. What upset her even more was that her mother not only didn't discipline her but also encouraged and condoned Miao Miao's use of profanity—it was outrageous!

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and yelled at her son, "Tian Miao Miao, are you asking for it?! Do you know what you're saying? You swear like it's a cucumber, don't you have any shame? Do you even listen to anyone? Have you forgotten everything your mother told you? You've truly disappointed me!"

Miao Miao was indignant and retorted, "What does it have to do with me? Grandma spoke first. How can you blame me without asking why? You've gone too far!"

Seeing her son refuse to admit his mistake and even talk back, Aunt Tian became even angrier. She raised her hand as if to hit him and shouted, "I'm talking to you, don't go off on a tangent! Grandma is an adult, how can she be compared to you? Adults can say things that children can't."

Miao Miao saw his mother raise her hand to hit him and hid behind his grandmother in fright. He said indignantly, "What adult and child? We're all human beings. Why can Grandma do it, but I can't? All these reasons are just excuses. You might as well say you're biased, Mother."

The middle-aged woman had only meant to joke with her grandson, but she hadn't expected her daughter to take it so seriously. She was caught off guard and felt awkward for a moment. Therefore, she couldn't intervene when Aunt Tian wanted to hit Miao Miao.

Miao Miao was still muttering incessantly, like a babbling tale. Aunt Tian ignored her son and instead complained to her mother, "Miao Miao is young and doesn't understand right from wrong, which is understandable. But I'm already in my forties, how can I still indulge in his nonsense? Besides, why...why do he have to say such vulgar things?"

Seeing her mother's embarrassed expression, Aunt Tian didn't know what to say for a moment. After a silence, she said, "Mother, let it go. It's not worth getting angry with those rude people. Only ill-mannered beasts can't speak human language. Why should we care so much?"

Aunt Tian said this to cover up her son's lie, to avoid further embarrassment for her mother, and to give her a way out.

The middle-aged woman, of course, understood her daughter's feelings, so she readily agreed, saying, "Mother isn't the petty kind of person; why would I hold a grudge against those two beasts from the Tian family? Mother just wanted to tease Miaomiao, but I didn't expect it to go too far, haha! Xiaoying , please don't blame Mother.

" Aunt Tian smiled at her mother, thinking, "Mother speaks kindly, but she still harbors resentment; otherwise, she wouldn't keep calling them beasts." She understood, but couldn't say it aloud, only saying, "Mother, you must be more careful when joking with Miaomiao in the future. Your grandson is no ordinary person; you might easily fall into his trap. That boy is full of mischief; you must be on guard." Before

Aunt Tian could finish speaking, Miaomiao... Unable to contain himself, he protested loudly, "Mother, you've gone too far! Who talks to their son like that? As the saying goes, even a tiger won't eat its cubs, but a mother is a tiger who eats her cubs! You're even more vicious than a tiger!"

His repeated defiance infuriated Aunt Tian, and in her rage, she shouted, "Have I said anything wrong?"

Miao Miao, his stubbornness flaring up at his mother's scolding, glared at her and said loudly, "Mother, you're not wrong! I'm the one who's wrong! I was blind, I was blind, I chose the wrong path, I was born into the wrong family!"

Aunt Tian's face turned purple with anger, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she was filled with bitterness. She could only manage to utter the word "you" before falling silent, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls.

Seeing her daughter and grandson getting increasingly agitated, the middle-aged woman knew things would spiral out of control if they continued. She quickly pulled Miaomiao away and scolded him, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Your mother has been so good to you, and you're still not satisfied? Saying such heartless things, I bet you'll be struck by lightning!"

Miaomiao was just acting impulsively, his stubbornness flaring up. Afterwards, he felt quite guilty and lowered his head in silence.

Aunt Tian was still crying; her heart was broken. Her son's words were like sharp swords, shattering her dreams. She had placed all her hopes on her son, only to find it was all a dream—the blow was devastating. She didn't understand why her son hated her so much.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Aunt Tian kept asking herself, but reality cruelly told her that while she was still the same person, her son was no longer the same. His rapid change left her helpless. Faced with her son's increasingly strange words and actions, Aunt Tian felt lost and confused.

"Is this my Miaomiao?"

Aunt Tian hoped for a positive answer. But she also knew that she could no longer find her obedient and clever son in Miaomiao.

"Where is my Miaomiao?"

With a heart full of loss, Aunt Tian reminisced about the distant past.

Back then, Miaomiao was innocent and pure, enjoying following his mother to the fields to weed. Aunt Tian, a single woman, was both father and mother to her son, busy with farm work inside and outside the village. Life was hard, but fulfilling and joyful, because she had a well-behaved son, a child who embodied her life's hopes.

Aunt Tian would never forget the touching scene of Miaomiao handing her water and wiping her sweat, nor the warm moment on a moonlit summer night when mother and son sat together on the floor, singing and telling stories. Aunt Tian was happy then, because Miaomiao belonged to her. Days passed, Miaomiao grew up, and with changes in policy, their impoverished life began to improve. However, Aunt Tian could no longer find that sense of fulfillment she once had.

Seeing her daughter so heartbroken, the middle-aged woman felt a lump in her throat. She comforted her, "Xiaoying, don't cry. Miaomiao didn't mean it. Don't blame him. He's young and doesn't understand. Teach him slowly, and he'll learn. You must have faith in your son."

Tian's wife, overwhelmed with grievances, burst into tears and sobbed to her mother, "Mother, was our decision back then wrong?"

The middle-aged woman was shocked.

"Silly child, don't think like that. How could our decision back then be wrong? If we hadn't done that, Miaomiao would have been abused to death by his grandparents long ago. There wouldn't be any problems today!"

Tian's wife shook her head, choking back sobs, "No, we were wrong. We shouldn't have taken Miaomiao back. Miaomiao should have gone with his father. That would have been better for me, for him, for everyone. We wouldn't have so much trouble now."

Tian's wife's eyes were glazed over; her son's actions had been too much for her.

The middle-aged woman was terrified. She held her daughter tightly, desperately calling out, "Xiaoying, Xiaoying, don't scare your mother! Miaomiao knows he was wrong, he knows he was wrong!"

Tian's sister-in-law looked blankly at her mother and cried, "Mother, I'm so tired, I'm so tired. I don't want to do this anymore. I want to rest. Brother Shiluo is waiting for me. He said he misses me so much. Mother, do you know where Miaomiao is? Where is my dear Miaomiao? Mother, can you tell me?"

Her daughter's ominous words sent a chill down the middle-aged woman's spine. She knew her daughter was utterly despondent, feeling hopeless and devoid of any will to live. If she didn't bring her daughter back to her senses soon, she feared she might even take her own life.

The middle-aged woman frantically called out to her daughter, then shouted at Miaomiao, who stood frozen in shock, "You heartless little rascal, making your mother this angry, are you happy?"

Miaomiao was stunned by the scene before him. For a long time, he had constantly teased his mother and grandmother, only to show off his cleverness. He had never thought of respecting them; he thought these two women were not as smart as him, were fools, and should be ridiculed and teased to his heart

's content. He had never considered the preciousness of family affection, because he had lived surrounded by it since childhood. His mother and grandmother's excessive pampering had fostered his arrogant and disdainful habits. In his eyes, everything around him was prepared for him, requiring no effort from him, as his mother would arrange everything. Accustomed to a life of being waited on hand and foot, he had never known what loss was.

Today, when he had angered his mother to the point of losing her will to live, he saw a side of her that he had never seen before: her vulnerability. All along, his mother had always been strong in his mind; in fact, all he had ever known about her strength was from childhood. That's why he constantly used tricks to challenge his mother's strength.

His subconscious told him that his mother wasn't actually strong. That's why he was so interested in exploring the other side of her humanity. Today, as he repeatedly attacked his mother's strong shell and finally shattered it, he didn't experience the fun he had imagined. Instead, he tasted a sense of loss and bewilderment for the first time.

Miao Miao had never seen his mother in such pain. He knew that he was responsible for everything. He was stunned and didn't know how to face this situation. When his grandmother harshly reprimanded him, he lost his usual arrogance and stood frozen to the side, dumbfounded.

Seeing her grandson's indifference, the middle-aged woman grew even angrier, shouting, "You heartless brat, why don't you apologize to your mother right now? Do you really want to drive your mother to her death?" …

The

son's calls roused Aunt Tian from her daze. Looking at her anxious son, Aunt Tian had lost her usual enthusiasm, merely glancing at him indifferently before turning her head away.

Her mother's coldness frightened Miao Miao. Helpless, he grabbed Aunt Tian's hands and shook them frantically. Almost crying out, he cried, "Mother, Mother, what's wrong? What's wrong? Why aren't you paying attention to me? I was wrong! I apologize to you, Mother! I apologize to you, okay? Mother, Mother, please don't ignore me! I'm scared, I'm so scared!"

Aunt Tian gradually regained her senses. Her heart ached. Her son's heartless words not only wounded her but also destroyed her life's dreams. Although Miao Miao apologized, her heart was already numb. She turned her head, looking coldly at her son. "You're smart and capable, but I can't control you anymore, and I won't anymore. Do whatever you want!" With that, she shook off her son's hand, wiped away her tears, and walked quickly towards the village without looking back.

Miao Miao watched his mother's receding figure, murmuring, "Mom's gone, Mom doesn't want me anymore."

The middle-aged woman walked to Miao Miao's side and nudged him, saying, "Silly boy, what are you still doing here? Your mother's gone."

Miao Miao suddenly threw himself into his grandmother's arms and cried loudly, "Grandma, Mom's gone, Mom doesn't want me anymore!"

The middle-aged woman comforted him, "Silly Miao Miao, how could that be? Your mother won't leave, and she won't abandon you. You just upset her too much, that's why she's ignoring you."

Miao Miao wiped away his tears, looked at his grandmother, and asked, "Will Mom really forgive me?"

The middle-aged woman said... "Of course I will, but you must sincerely apologize to your mother before she will forgive you, understand?"

Miao Miao nodded frantically. The middle-aged woman patted his bottom and urged, "Silly Miao Miao, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and apologize to your mother!"

Miao Miao seemed to wake up from a dream and rushed over like an arrow released from a bow, running and calling out, "Mother, wait for me, wait for me, don't leave me alone, I was wrong, I apologize to you, Mother, don't walk so fast, wait for me, okay?"

Tian Sao knew her son was coming, but she hardened her heart, didn't turn her head, and walked faster towards the village.

The middle-aged woman watched her daughter and grandson walk one after the other, listening to Miaomiao's desperate cries, and thought, "Miaomiao has really angered his mother this time. Otherwise, Xiaoying wouldn't be so heartless. What a waste to turn such a nice gathering into this! Sigh, I hope this will really teach Miaomiao a lesson!"

The middle-aged woman shook her head, picked up the basket left by Aunt Tian, and quickly chased after her daughter and grandson in the direction they had gone.

************************************************************************** Will Aunt Tian and her son be able to reconcile? What strange things will happen after Miaomiao arrives at her maternal grandmother's house? The third section will tell you all about it...

The Story of Tian Miaomiao [Part Three] 1

Before telling how Aunt Tian forgave her son, let me first introduce Aunt Tian's past.

Aunt Tian's surname is Ma, her given name is Xiaoying, she is from Liujiawan, she married Tian Shilu of Tianjia Village at the age of sixteen, and gave birth to Miaomiao at the age of seventeen. Strangely enough, since giving birth to Miaomiao, Aunt Tian hadn't conceived again. Tian Shilu desperately wanted another daughter and tirelessly tried to conceive day and night. However, Aunt Tian's belly remained deflated, like a punctured balloon, refusing to inflate. Tian Shilu, at his wits' end, resigned himself to fate.

Aunt Tian, however, didn't see it that way. Looking at her chubby, healthy son, she was already content and hadn't considered having another daughter. She didn't want another child to diminish her love for her son. Since her husband had stopped pressuring her, she readily accepted the situation and focused all her attention on her son.

Strangely, little Miaomiao only listened to his parents and grandmother. No one else could amuse him. The entire Tian family was very unhappy about this, especially Tian Shilu's parents, who constantly berated their daughter-in-law in front of their son, accusing her of inciting Miaomiao to oppose the Tian family.

Although Tian Shilu was honest and simple-minded, he wasn't blind to right and wrong and naturally didn't believe his parents.

However, they couldn't ignore their parents' words, so they could only persuade their wife to teach their child to be closer to his grandparents. Aunt Tian readily agreed. But Miao Miao seemed to have no affinity with the Tian family; no matter how hard his parents tried, he wouldn't listen. Tian Shilu was both angry and frustrated, but had no other good solutions. She could only let nature take its course, hoping that the coldness in their relationship would improve as the child grew up.

Miao Miao became increasingly dependent on his mother and grandmother. Even when he cried terribly, a gentle hug from them would make him smile. Aunt Tian and Aunt Ma found this very strange, and their affection for Miao Miao deepened.

Tian Shilu was happy to see her son growing up healthy and chubby. Gradually, the idea of having another daughter faded. The couple spent their days with their son, and their life was quite sweet.

However, good times don't last forever. As the old saying goes, "The weather is unpredictable, and misfortune can strike at any moment."

When Miaomiao was about to turn one year old, Tian Shilu was directing a construction team to blast a mountain when he was struck in the head by a falling rock. He died en route to the hospital from excessive bleeding.

At the time, Tian's wife was just nineteen years old, widowed before she was even twenty. The pain she felt was unimaginable. But what struck her even harder was the insistence of Tian Shilu's parents: Shilu was the only son in nine generations, and although he was no longer alive, his son was still alive, and Miaomiao was the only heir to the Tian family line. They were determined to bring their grandson back.

Having recently lost her husband, Tian's wife was powerless and vulnerable, helplessly watching others take her son away. She wanted to go with them, but the Tian family said she was cursed and would bring misfortune to Miaomiao, resolutely refusing to let her in.

Driven out of her home, Tian's wife cried and screamed, begging for her son like a madwoman. The village officials, unable to bear it any longer, intervened to mediate. The Tian family was deeply troubled by Miao Miao's crying and refusal to eat. Since the village officials had intervened, they were happy to do a favor and agree to let their daughter-in-law into the family. Tian's wife was finally able to see her long-lost son.

Since arriving at the Tian family home, Miao Miao had refused to eat or drink. Although

his condition improved somewhat after his mother returned, he still cried more than he ate. The Tian family had agreed to let Tian's wife into the family, hoping she could take good care of their grandson. However, after Tian's wife returned, Miao Miao's condition not only didn't improve, but he cried incessantly. They began to blame Tian's wife and, believing the sorceress's lies, concluded that Tian's wife was a jinx who brought misfortune to her husband and children. They

believed that only by driving her away could the Tian family avoid disaster; otherwise, not only would Miao Miao's life be in danger, but the adults would also be in peril… The Tian family, frightened by this, drove Tian's wife away again, threatening to sever all ties with her.

Separated from his mother, Miao Miao's condition worsened. His once chubby, round face disappeared, and he cried for his mother all day long. When Aunt Tian learned the news, she was heartbroken. The Tian family continued to pressure her to remarry. Although young, Aunt Tian was stubborn by nature. This shock triggered a surge of anger, instantly unleashing the pent-up resentment she had suffered since

her husband's death. Aunt Ma, whose real name was Zhu Hongyu, was a young widow with only Aunt Tian as her daughter. She had raised her with great difficulty and longed for her daughter's marriage, hoping for a peaceful life. Instead, she found herself being bullied as a widow and her child. How could she swallow this resentment? With her fiery temper, she naturally wouldn't stand idly by while her daughter was being mistreated.

With her mother's support, Aunt Tian finally took up legal means to protect herself. She filed a lawsuit, demanding custody of Miaomiao. Supported by strong evidence, Aunt Tian finally won back her son. The court not only ruled against the Tian family but also ordered them to pay 150 yuan per month in child support until the child turned sixteen.

Aunt Tian received her dying son from the bailiffs and couldn't help but weep. The stubborn woman stated in court that she did not want a single penny from the Tian family; she wanted to raise Miaomiao to adulthood with her own hands and become a person who contributes to society.

Aunt Tian's words and actions moved everyone present. The presiding judge announced in court: Ma Xiaoying is Tian Miaomiao's only legal guardian, and the Tian family is not allowed to harass or intimidate her for any reason or pretext. If they violate this rule, they will be immediately placed under administrative

detention! The Tian family then felt fear and filed an appeal, which was rejected by the intermediate court due to insufficient evidence, upholding the local court's first-instance judgment. With legal protection, Aunt Tian finally felt at ease, but she then faced another, more serious problem.

Although Miaomiao was back in his mother's arms, long-term malnutrition was causing his health to deteriorate rapidly. The child no longer recognized his mother and just cried incessantly until his voice became hoarse and his breath weak. Aunt Tian's heart sank with her son's decline. Helpless, she could only wipe away her tears.

Grandma Ma comforted her daughter, "Xiaoying, don't cry, don't worry. Look, Miaomiao's eyes are still quite bright. Things aren't hopeless yet; this child can still be saved." However, despite these words, Grandma Ma truly had no idea how to help Miaomiao recover.

After the chaotic mess caused by the Tian family, Miao Miao's ability to chew food severely deteriorated, making even drinking water difficult. It's well known that even an adult can't survive long without food and water, let alone a one-year-old child.

Miao Miao's condition showed no improvement, causing Aunt Ma great anxiety. How could she help the child regain his chewing ability? It seemed the first step was to awaken his will to live, but he was so young—how could she do that? It was a truly troubling matter.

Aunt Ma tried everything, but Miao Miao could only manage a little milk; he couldn't eat more than that. Looking at her weak son, Aunt Tian's tears fell again. She dared not hold Miao Miao; the child was terribly thin, and apart from his eyes, he was barely recognizable as human. Aunt Ma had lost a lot of weight during this time, fearing both her daughter's distress and the worst for her grandson. She stayed up all night, her eyes red and swollen, watching over Miao Miao. Aunt Tian saw this and felt endless gratitude.

Grandma Ma picked up her grandson, Miaomiao, who was so thin he was practically skin and bones. Miaomiao didn't even have the strength to cry. Grandma Ma knew that if the child didn't eat, he might not survive the next day or two. She was anxious but helpless. With her last glimmer of hope, she fed Miaomiao a small spoonful of milk. The

haggard Aunt Tian sat beside her mother, holding a bowl of soup. Looking at the dying Miaomiao, tears welled up again. She had cried almost all her tears these past few days. She knew that if anything happened to her son, her life would end as well. Life without her son was nothing but darkness; the world would become meaningless.

Aunt Tian trembled uncontrollably, her hands shaking. She desperately hoped for a miracle, but time ticked by, and the situation remained unchanged. Her blood was congealing; she was utterly despondent.

Grandma Ma brought the milk to Miaomiao's lips, but Miaomiao only weakly shook his head. The child didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. Aunt Tian's hands trembled violently, her grip gave way, and the soup bowl she was holding fell to the ground and shattered. Finally unable to control herself, she burst into tears. Aunt Ma was startled and tried to stop her, but it was too late. Miao Miao, frightened, began to cry, her voice weak and feeble.

Seeing this, Aunt Tian cried even harder, sobbing, "Mother, Miao Miao has no hope... Miao Miao is going to die." Then she sobbed loudly again.

"Xiao Ying, don't cry, don't cry. You'll frighten the child,"

Aunt Ma comforted her daughter while trying to soothe her grandson. Aunt Tian nodded, putting her hands in her mouth and biting her lip tightly, trying to hold back her tears.

Just then, Aunt Ma noticed her grandson shaking his head incessantly. At first, she didn't think much of it, assuming her grandson was tired from holding him, so she changed her position. But to her surprise, Miao Miao's little head shook even more violently, his thin face constantly nuzzling against her chest.

Aunt Ma had a sudden inspiration. "Could it be that this child wants to nurse? If so, there's hope!"

She carefully handed her grandson to her daughter. "Xiao Ying, can you hold Miao Miao for a bit?"

Aunt Tian, who was completely disoriented, took her son blankly upon hearing her mother's instruction. Although Miao Miao was thin, his survival instinct made him continue to wriggle against Aunt Tian's chest. Aunt Ma saw this and her confidence grew.

It was the height of summer, and she wasn't wearing many clothes. Aunt Ma moved nimbly, quickly removing her outer garment and then unhooking her bra.

Aunt Tian was terrified by her mother's actions. "Mother, what are you doing?"

Aunt Ma, swaying her full breasts, put her clothes aside and said to her daughter, "Xiao Ying, don't just stand there, give Miao Miao to me." Aunt Tian

didn't understand why her mother was doing this. Aunt Ma didn't say much, but carefully held Miao Miao, sat down on a small wooden stool, and then lifted one breast, carefully bringing it to her grandson's little mouth. Strangely enough, this time Miaomiao actually responded. At first, he only moved his lips, but eventually he was able to open his little mouth.

Grandma Ma didn't dare to use force and carefully placed her nipple into her grandson's mouth. At first, Miaomiao only touched it lightly with his lips, but slowly, his tongue became more flexible, and his sucking strength increased significantly. However, due to his weakness, his chewing function couldn't fully recover immediately, but even so, it made Aunt Tian so happy that tears welled up in her eyes again. The difference was that this time, these were tears of joy.

Aunt Tian wiped her tears and smiled, "Mother, look! Miaomiao's little mouth can move! That's good, that's finally good!"

Grandma Ma breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God! Miaomiao is saved this time." She turned to her daughter and said, "Xiaoying, don't just watch. Go and cook some milk and oatmeal. After Miaomiao has suckled enough, feed him the oatmeal. As long as the child is willing to eat, there's a way."

Aunt Tian didn't move, but just watched her son with delight.

Knowing her daughter's intentions, Aunt Ma smiled and said, "Xiao Ying, do you also want to breastfeed Miao Miao?"

Tian's sister nodded repeatedly, overjoyed at the prospect of her son's survival. Aunt Ma said, "Alright then, you feed Miao Miao, and I'll go cook some oatmeal. Just be gentle; Miao Miao is weak and can't handle too much."

Tian's sister nodded repeatedly, "I know, don't worry, Mother!" She reached out to take Miao Miao.

Aunt Ma stopped her, "You must be too happy and confused. How can you feed Miao Miao while dressed?"

Tian's sister slapped her forehead and said, "I was so happy I forgot everything else. Mother, wait a moment, I'll take off my clothes."

Overwhelmed with joy and surprise, Tian's sister seemed a little flustered.

Aunt Ma smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, take your time, no need to rush." After a flurry of activity ,

Aunt Tian finally took off her top. She was a young woman not yet twenty, and her physical maturity made her body exceptionally full and alluring. Her pair of plump breasts stood high, and their occasional swaying made them appear even more elastic. Aunt Ma couldn't help but exclaim, "Xiao Ying's body is so full! Even I wasn't this charming when I was young." "Sister Tian smiled shyly, swaying her alluring breasts, and took her son from her mother's hands.

Miao Miao was suckling enthusiastically when the nipple was suddenly pulled from his mouth, and he immediately burst into tears, his cries much louder than before. Afraid that her son would cry too much, Sister Tian hurriedly tried to put her breast into Miao Miao's mouth. Unexpectedly, in her haste, she mistakenly put the nipple into her son's nostril, and Miao Miao almost suffocated, crying even harder. Sister Tian panicked even more, sweating profusely.

Aunt Ma quickly helped her daughter put the nipple back into her grandson's mouth.

Holding her daughter's breast, Aunt Ma suddenly felt a strange pleasure; why was this happening? Even she found it unbelievable.

Miao Miao suckled again, and his emotions calmed down. Sister Tian breathed a sigh of relief, only then noticing her mother staring blankly at her breast, and blushed deeply.

"Mother, don't worry, I can handle it. Could you please cook some oatmeal for Miao Miao?"

Grandma Ma suddenly realized what was happening and quickly let go, laughing awkwardly, "I was so happy that I forgot about something important! Alright! I'll go cook it now." She rubbed her breast, which her grandson had been suckling, and said, "Miao Miao's teeth are coming in, it's not pleasant for him to bite you. Look, there's a row of teeth marks on my nipple."

Just then, Aunt Tian suddenly frowned and cried out in pain. Miao Miao had also bitten her nipple hard. Grandma Ma laughed, "I forgot to tell Xiao Ying to be careful. You're his mother, you've been suckling on his breast since he was little, there's a special feeling of intimacy, so you inevitably suckle harder." Before she finished speaking, Aunt Tian cried out again, this time with tears in her eyes.

Grandma Ma chuckled, "That little Miao Miao is really naughty! I was just saying that, and he's biting again! Hehe, Xiao Ying, enjoy this feeling while I cook the oatmeal."

Although Aunt Tian was in excruciating pain, she was secretly delighted. For her, as long as her son had a chance to survive, she would be willing to endure even the slightest physical pain, or even have her entire breast bitten off. Aunt Tian gently stroked her son's thin body, her tenderness and maternal love turning into tears that fell onto the child's small face.

Miao Miao nestled in her mother's arms, suckling at her tender nipple while covering her other breast with her small hand, as if afraid someone would take it away.

Seeing her daughter weep with joy, Aunt Ma felt a pang of sadness. With a sigh, to save time, she didn't bother to put on her clothes and walked into the kitchen, her full breasts swaying.

A short while later, the milk and oatmeal were ready. Grandma Ma let it cool to lukewarm, then placed it in a bowl and carefully brought it to Aunt Tian, asking, "The oatmeal is cooked. What? Has Miaomiao not had enough to suckle yet?"

Aunt Tian wiped the sweat from her face and said softly, "This is the second one now. He bit the other nipple until it went numb."

Grandma Ma put down the bowl, looked carefully at her grandson, and said happily, "Xiaoying, have you noticed? Miaomiao is much more energetic."

"Yes, at first I was worried he wouldn't be able to keep going, but it turns out my worries were unnecessary. Look! There are teeth marks all over his nipple."

Aunt Tian said, trying to pull the nipple out of her son's mouth. Miaomiao was suckling happily and naturally wouldn't let go, biting hard, causing Aunt Tian to cry out in pain.

Aunt Ma laughed, "If you pull your nipple away, Miaomiao will definitely not forgive you."

Sister Tian sighed, "This child really bites."

"Xiao Ying, you're tired too, let me take over."

"No, I'm not tired yet, Mother, please let me feed him a little longer. "

Sister Tian stubbornly refused her mother's offer. Aunt

Ma sighed, "Silly child, Miaomiao is your son, are you afraid I'll take him away?"

Sister Tian knew her mother had misunderstood her and quickly explained, "Mother, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it."

Aunt Ma took Miaomiao and said, "There's hope for Miaomiao, no wonder you're happy, but you're still young, don't take care of your health, do you want to ruin yourself?" Sister

Tian then realized she was truly tired. She rubbed her aching nipple, looked at her son, and laughed, "This fellow, look at his arrogant attitude, he'll definitely be a scoundrel who makes women suffer when he grows up." Aunt Ma

wiped the sweat from her grandson's face with a towel. Hearing her daughter say such things about Miaomiao, she was very unhappy and said, "Xiao Ying, are you crazy?" "How can you say that about your own son? Look how bright his eyes are! He'll definitely be a lovable, clever, and good child in the future."

Aunt Tian didn't argue, just chuckled.

Grandma Ma put her nipple into her grandson's mouth. Miao Miao was in good spirits. Although Grandma Ma and Aunt Tian had no breast milk, the moist nipple helped Miao Miao regain his chewing ability. Seeing her grandson looking at her with wide eyes, Grandma Ma felt a surge of sweetness. She knew that after this ordeal, her fate was now inextricably linked to Miao Miao's, and they could never be separated again.

Miao Miao had been suckling for a while, his spirits improved, and his appetite slowly returned. He spat out the nipple from his mouth and cried out. Aunt Tian immediately panicked, "Mother, Mother, Miao Miao is crying again! Why is he like this? Is he uncomfortable?"

When Grandma Ma saw her grandson spit out her nipple and cry out, she knew what had happened. "

Don't worry, Miaomiao's fine. He's just been sucking on the nipple for too long and it tastes bland. Besides, he hasn't eaten for so long, so now that he's feeling better, he'll naturally feel hungry. That's good now. As long as Miaomiao is willing to eat, the problem is solved."

Hearing this, Aunt Tian felt relieved and quickly handed her mother a bowl of still-warm soup. Grandma Ma picked up Miaomiao, scooped up a small spoonful of oatmeal, blew on it a few times to warm it to the right temperature, and then carefully fed it to her grandson. Miaomiao had been hungry for a long time, and as soon as the food entered his mouth, he swallowed it eagerly. Grandma Ma pressed the spoon against the corner of his mouth to prevent the liquid from spilling. Miaomiao thought he was playing with him and grinned happily.

Aunt Tian hadn't seen her son smile in a long time; this belated smile was like sunshine, dispelling the gloom in her heart. She couldn't help but cry tears of joy once again.

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