The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Xiaxia."

"Hmm?" Yang Chuxia was still looking at the children’s eyes, trying to figure out what was different.

"I bet you can’t tell who is who," Mu Shaoling said with a fan in hand, a barely concealed smile on his face, "I guess if these kids were naked, without anything on them, you definitely couldn’t tell them apart."

Yang Chuxia felt embarrassed. Alright, she really couldn’t tell, but she wouldn’t admit it.

"Who says I can’t tell? I’m their birth mother, not someone who picked them up. How could I not recognize them?"

The louder her voice, the more guilty she sounded.

"Why don’t we give it a try?" Mu Shaoling asked, not only to Yang Chuxia but also turning towards Ye Zi’an.

"No way!"

Try what? She and Brother An had tried many times before, and they had never figured it out.

"If you don’t try, it means you’re self-conscious. Poor kids. Tsk tsk, even their birth parents can’t recognize them."

"Fine, let’s try then," Ye Zi’an said indifferently.

Yang Chuxia noticed his calm demeanor and wondered if he had noticed the difference in their eyes.

So without waiting for Yang Chuxia to nod, Mu Shaoling switched the positions of the two children behind their backs.

"Now, who’s Lele?"

Both dumplings were awake at this point.

Ye Zi’an just pointed to the one on the left, "This one is Lele."

Mu Shaoling looked at him strangely. Could he really tell?

When Yang Chuxia saw it, she was surprised and hurried to check the baby’s clothes. It really was Lele. How did he recognize him?

"Brother An!" She tugged at Brother An’s sleeve.

"You see, Yangyang loves to smile, even when he’s not smiling, his mouth quirks up a bit."

Oh, Yang Chuxia had an epiphany, "When did you notice that?"

Would Ye Zi’an tell her he just noticed it? Of course not, or Mu Shaoling would laugh himself silly.

But he had always underestimated one thing. Suddenly Yang Chuxia said, "You certainly couldn’t tell when they’re asleep, especially if you’re not allowed to make them cry."

"..." Mu Shaoling had a moment of stunned silence, then burst into laughter.

"You actually have to make them cry to tell them apart?" Mu Shaoling laughed hard, slapping his thigh. This was definitely the funniest thing he had heard all month.

Seeing his mirthful mockery, Ye Zi’an looked at him disdainfully before leaving.

He still had to meet with those guards who accompanied them on the way back.

Later, Sister-in-law Li and others unloaded the carriage and came to greet Yang Chuxia.

"You all go take a rest first, we can talk about anything else tomorrow." Then Yang Chuxia told Sister-in-law Li and her mother-in-law to add more dishes for tonight.

Sister-in-law Li was naturally happy; her sons had come back too.

When the night came, Luo Linhao, who had been away all day, also returned home and was delighted to see Mu Shaoling.

After dinner, he even dragged Mu Shaoling to his room, all secretive.

"Xiaxia!"

In the bedroom, Ye Zi’an’s restless heart started to act up again.

"What is it?" Just by looking at his eyes, Yang Chuxia knew he was up to no good.

Indeed, with just a beckoning hand, he pulled the beauty into his arms. "What do you think I want to do?"

As he spoke, his hands were already tearing at her clothes, and passionate kisses began to fall on the back of her neck.

"Don’t pinch!"

"That place is so soft, it seems to have grown a lot, I can’t even hold it all with one hand." Yang Chuxia’s face turned red instantly upon hearing this.

Ye Zi’an truly loved seeing his consort’s shy moments.