After marrying a scientific research tycoon, I retired early and won

She bought him the outfit today at the department store: a black shirt with delicate Suzhou embroidery.

In the future, Ji Ning, who is of that wealth, no longer wears luxury goods. She mostly settles for high-end clothes. She hasn’t had high-end clothes yet, but she found one with a similar style for him.

The man had a golden and jade-like appearance, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and an upright posture, just like a soldier.

Ji Ning stared at him intently. Once, when he came out of the shower wearing only trousers and no shirt, she had secretly looked at him.

His muscles are neither too strong nor too thin, with clear walls and a tight, flat abdomen with a hint of colour.

With a height of 1.9 meters and a male model figure, he would look good even if he was wearing a sack.

When he went downstairs, Butler Li couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master looks so handsome today."

As he said this, he glanced at Ji Ning and said, "It's very different from usual."

Zhou Jingmo smiled and said, "Really? It's all thanks to my wife."

Ji Ning smiled brightly and waved her hands, "No, no, you are still the best looking one."

I always feel that Zhou Jingmo has been particularly sweet-mouthed recently and loves to praise her.

He wasn't like this before. His little mouth looked like it was poisoned. Maybe it was because they were familiar with each other, after all, they had kissed before.

Zhou Jingmo took her to his grandparents' house, which was an old-style brick house. As they were old, they didn't like moving around and still hoped to return to their roots.

So Zhou Jingmo simply renovated their house, turning it from a dilapidated state into a renovated one based on the original foundation.

Old Mrs. Zhou is already seventy years old. Although she has sharp ears and eyes, her teeth are still not good. At this moment, she has one leg crossed on the bed, holding a small bun and chewing it with her toothless mouth.

Seeing Ji Ning coming, she handed one to her and asked, "Would you like to have a bite?"

Ji Ning laughed dryly, "No need."

The old lady understood, "That's right. When you are young, you should eat and drink well. Otherwise, when you are old, you won't be able to eat even if you want to."

Ji Ning agreed with this statement. The moment Ji Wei pushed her off the cliff, what flashed through her mind were how many delicious foods she hadn't eaten, how many new clothes she hadn't worn, and those tourist destinations she had longed to visit. She had always said that she would go there when she had time, but in the end she never had the time.

Today, Ji Ning came with a gift and handed a beautiful three-layer lotus food box to the old lady, "Would you like to try this?"

This food box is designed in antique style. The side of the lacquer box is covered with a layer of gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, through which you can vaguely see a little bit, bringing with it a elusive beauty.

When the old lady uncovered it, her eyes lit up and she spoke with an excited accent, "What is this?"

"These are chrysanthemum cakes, hawthorn pancakes, jujube paste cakes, egg yolk cakes, coconut cakes, and mung bean cakes..."

Just like the names of the dishes, they are all delicious and melt-in-your-mouth pastries.

It is made into a moderately large and small piece, with a moderate portion size. You don’t have to worry about not being able to finish it in one go, nor do you have to worry about bloating the poor spleen and stomach of the elderly.

The appearance is also very good. For example, the chrysanthemum pastry is made in the shape of petals, and inside is green, fresh and soft filling. It smells sweet and has a floral scent.

The old lady was overwhelmed by the gluttony and was extremely greedy.

But she was like a curious baby, pointing and saying, "What is this?"

There is a round turntable in the middle with a pointer, which looks a bit like a clock.

"Oh, this is..." Ji Ning explained patiently.

In order to avoid the old lady having difficulty in choosing, she could eat whatever the dish turned to.

She wasn't always this creative, but since she was in the catering service industry, she was very good at putting herself in the customers' shoes.

"Also, after you finish eating this, light a candle in the middle and the food box can be used as a lantern for the Lantern Festival."

"Good! That's great!"

The old lady held Ji Ning's hand and patted the back of her hand gently. Her eyes twitched and she was very pleased from the bottom of her heart.

What did Wu Fenfang and Zhou Xiaoli deliver to her door? Peanuts, melon seeds, walnuts... They said they were to replenish her energy, but the main point was that she couldn't eat them.

This granddaughter-in-law is a lovely person.

She never thought there was anything wrong with her granddaughter-in-law before. She was as beautiful as she was when she was young, but now she likes her more and more.

Wu Fenfang brought Zhou Xiaoli into the inner room. Her son Zhou Dayong also came today.

Zhou Xiaoli was not very happy. What she hated most was coming to her grandma's house because the floor was all mud. She hadn't stood in a house with mud for a long time and she was afraid of getting her red skirt dirty.

"Look what my granddaughter-in-law gave me."

The old lady asked them to look at it, and Wu Fenfang curled her lips.

Zhou Xiaoli is straightforward, "This cake is not worth much money."

The old lady is old, but she is just like a child, and she does and speaks according to her mood. "This is made by her own hands. If you make one, I will take your surname."

Zhou Xiaoli: “…”

Old Mrs. Zhou’s surname is also Zhou, and she came from Zhoujia Village, so it’s as if she had said nothing.

Wu Fenfang was extremely anxious. What kind of monster could this woman be? All the members of the Zhou family were won over. This was too much.

So she hurried to find the third brother's wife, Zhang Cuiju.

"Cui Ju, tell me what's going on? Since Jing Mo's new wife came, the old lady has even disdained the gift you gave her."

Zhang Cuiju was a female worker in a textile factory. She was very good at all the work that female workers do. She could do embroidery and knitting sweaters with ease.

"Really?" Zhang Cuiju's temperament was just like her father Liwei, neither happy nor angry.

Wu Fenfang wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but she was disappointed. "You are such a person, you don't even say a word when others bully you!"

"Who dares to bully my mother? My mother's embroidery skills are superb!" Her little girl, Zhou Fenglian, stood up suddenly.

Wu Fenfang was extremely excited. Zhou Fenglian was only in her teens, full of youthful energy. "Yes, yes, come with me, let's go to this room..."

Zhang Cuiju lowered her head, knitting a sweater, and turned a deaf ear to what was being said.

After a while, Zhou Fenglian came back with one piece in her mouth and two pieces in her hands. She ate one and took two pieces at the same time. "Mom, this is really delicious. Grandma only gave me two pieces. One for you and one for dad. Is there any more?"

Wu Fenfang: “…”

Who are they?

Zhou Jingmo ignored the whole process and just saw Ji Ning making everyone in the room obedient.

He could actually have intervened, but his wife was too capable, and if he intervened it would seem like he was looking down on her, so he was content to just sit back and do nothing.

After a while, Ji Ning came back. She was dressed very delicately today. She actually had makeup on, but it was almost invisible because her skin was very good.

Sometimes Zhou Jingmo didn’t understand why she liked to tinker with that thing. When she put on light makeup, it looked like she was not wearing any.

She loved to do things that he used to think were a waste of time.

She loves to do it, and he loves to watch.

Recently, he would watch her while she put on makeup, enjoying this time which he used to think was a waste of time.

Time seemed to slow down, but his heart was filled with fulfillment and satisfaction.

He suddenly realized...

It seemed like his previous life was wasted.