The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Right, in my opinion, we don’t even need to invite the opera." Land Officer Yang, who had come out of the house, continued the conversation.

"We still need to invite the opera. I’ve already said we’ll invite them, so naturally I can’t go back on my word," Yang Chuxia laughed as she chimed in, "We’ll have the opera stage set up at my mom’s place, since my house is still under construction and there’s no place to set up the stage."

"Alright, as long as you guys have it figured out."

After sending off the two bailiffs, each given a large purse, Ye Zi’an turned around and heard them talking about the matter.

He spoke indifferently, "Grandpa, we won’t have the banquet, but we still need to have a family meal together to celebrate. As the saying goes, any day is better than choosing a day, so we might not have time at noon, but in the evening, let’s invite everyone to have a lively gathering."

Upon hearing this, Land Officer Yang nodded with satisfaction, feeling that this young man was always good - not complaining about the heavens and earth when he was down on his luck, and not being arrogant now that things have turned around for him.

Land Officer Yang was very satisfied with this grandson-in-law.

"In my opinion, when the time comes, we should invite the village elders as well. There’s still a long way to go in the future," Land Officer Yang suggested again, thinking that even though he is the Land Officer, many major matters still require the support of the village elders.

Who knows what the future holds? If they plan to settle down in Yangshu Village for the long term, they need to maintain good relationships with the village elders as well.

Both Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an were quick-witted; as soon as Land Officer Yang hinted, they could sense a few points.

Ye Zi’an responded, "Of course, we will go and invite them. In a while, I will personally invite them, and I still remember that the Fourth Elder likes Wangquan Roast Chicken."

"Good, good, that’s not bad."

By evening, as expected, Ye Zi’an had invited the village elders, along with their families. Two tables for the male guests were set up in the main hall, and two tables for the female guests in the side hall.

Old Aunt-in-law Gen ate a big chicken leg while laughing, "Ever since your family became well-off, I’ve been enjoying big meals with your family every now and then. It’s only been a few months, and I’ve already attended three big meals at both your houses. Now I don’t even fancy pork, fish, or chicken. In the past, I would get greedy just hearing about meat."

"Auntie, don’t forget, there’s one more meal when our two small buildings are completed,"

"I say, Xiaxia, what are you guys building these houses for? There are only two of you, Brother An and you. Are you planning to live in the front on the first day, the middle on the second, and the back on the third?" Old Aunt-in-law Gen saw that Yang Chuxia’s small building was beautifully constructed and had two floors, with plenty of rooms just from the outside view. She wondered how could they possibly live in all those rooms.

Aunt Caixia retorted immediately, "You don’t know how to talk, do you? How can it always be just two of them? Maybe next year we’ll see a little one."

Old Aunt-in-law Gen said, "Hey, how could I not know about that? But even if they have children, say, ten of them, they wouldn’t be able to occupy all three buildings, right?"

Yang Chuxia overheard the two aunts’ conversation, and she almost spat out a mouthful of water, "My heavens, ten children? Are we raising pigs here? One litter can actually have ten?"

Yang Chuxia thought that it was better to go out for some air, as the conversation was too much for her to handle.

As soon as she went outside, she saw Ye Zi’an was also outside.

"Why did you come out? They’re all done drinking inside?"

"Dad is there with them, I just came out to sober up," Ye Zi’an saw her coming out, his eyes lighting up.