The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

After everyone had paid their respects, Ye Zi’an entrusted the imperial decree to Yang Chuxia, instructing her to enshrine it in another room. After thinking it over, Yang Chuxia placed the decree in the small ancestral hall that Ye Zi’an had previously set up, which was dedicated to his late parents. The placement of the decree was just right and showed the Ye Family’s reverence for the imperial decree.

Having arranged the ancestral hall, Yang Chuxia began to consider whether she needed to hire a couple more servants for the house. Once the children grew up, they would need attendants, and the ancestral hall would also need to be looked after.

At that moment, someone came to report that the celebrations had already started in the front, mentioning that the young master had not only achieved the position of second top scholar but also had the joy of having Lin’er, and there were two of them. They asked whether it was time to hold a banquet with flowing wine and dishes.

Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but laugh when she heard this. She hadn’t expected everyone to still remember what was said before the new year.

"Let’s go see the babies first."

They had last eaten before noon, and by now they must be hungry.

When they reached the small building, they could hear the cries of the two little "buns" from downstairs. Lele’s voice was a bit softer, but Yangyang, once he started crying, was deafening.

"Are they hungry?" Upon going upstairs, however, she saw that Ye Zi’an was already there, poking Lele’s chubby cheek with one finger, then poking Yangyang’s chubby cheek with another. Nanny Li could hardly contain her laughter at the side; both the master and the mistress had the same penchant for poking their children’s cheeks.

Approaching them, she caught a faint whiff of alcohol. Lele was no longer crying, pulling on Brother An’s finger, and occasionally blowing a bubble. However, Yangyang continued to cry incessantly without any sign of stopping.

"Why don’t you soothe him? Can’t you see he’s been crying this whole time?" She gave him a glare and quickly picked up Yangyang.

Nanny Li took the opportunity to say, "The two young masters are hungry. Ming Liu has gone to look for you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia took Yangyang into the inner room to feed him. When she came back out, she saw Brother An still amusing Lele, one hand poking his cheek, the other held in Lele’s tiny grasp. When Yangyang was brought in, he disdainfully said, "The big man is just crying, what a lack of spirit. In contrast, this little one is quite good, he doesn’t cry."

Nanny Li, sweating at the forehead, thought to herself that the young master might be expecting too much. The child had only turned one month old; how could he expect him not to cry? If you’re so capable, why don’t you do it?

"Young master, the little master is only a month old," Nanny Li gently reminded him.

Yang Chuxia handed Yangyang to Nanny Li and said, "Never mind him, he’s had too much to drink."

As she spoke, she took Lele into the inner room, and Ye Zi’an followed her in.

"What are you doing in here? Get out, get out." Yet, no matter what, Ye Zi’an refused to leave.

With no other choice, Yang Chuxia had to pretend he wasn’t there, although the heat on her back made it difficult to ignore in the moment of feeding the child.

Once a certain little bun was finally satisfied and full, upon looking at his father, the once-admired father who appreciated his silence began to find fault with him.

"Tomorrow I’m going to find two cows to bring back, or find a wet nurse. It’s not right for you to always take up my place," Ye Zi’an darkly thought. Son or no son, he didn’t care if he was only a month old.

Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia’s face reddened slightly, and she turned to glare at him, "Going to the Capital City and coming back only to be more foolish."

"Tsk tsk, I knew it, a child should not be a son; otherwise, he would have to compete for my affection," Ye Zi’an said as if it were all clear to him, "And here I am, already being pushed aside twice. My wife, I’ve only just returned, if I were to stay a month longer, how much more would you despise me?"

At the same time, the resolution of a certain Brother An to find those cows became even stronger.