The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

By the time Yang Chuxia awoke, she was immediately greeted by the smiling eyes of her little bun.

She didn’t know when he started to roll over a bit, which frightened her so much that she hurriedly adjusted him back to lying flat.

The child was just a little over a month old, still very fragile.

"Still smiling," she said, hearing her voice, Ye Zi’an also woke up. "Good morning, my wife!"

"Good morning, my husband!"

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them laughed.

With the gentle laughter, Lele woke up too. It was unclear whether he was in an especially good mood today, but the corners of his mouth, which were rarely lifted, curved into a smile, pleasing Yang Chuxia so much that she immediately fed him first.

Seeing his brother eat, Yangyang started to wiggle around in Ye Zi’an’s embrace.

The sight almost made Yang Chuxia burst into laughter.

She was still smiling by the time they went downstairs.

"Wow, you’re in such a good mood?" Mu Shaoling teased at the dining table, "Are you happy because you can finally recognize your own son?"

"Wrong, my Lele smiled first thing in the morning." Yang Chuxia grabbed a bun, boasting smugly, "You won’t understand the happiness of waking up to my Yangyang’s smiling eyes."

Before Mu Shaoling could reply, Ye Zi’an added more fuel to the fire, "Waking up and seeing your wife and child is something you’ll understand even less."

Mu Shaoling was furious. Could he still eat his meal? Could he?

He left! But as he was leaving, he thought the meat buns looked quite appealing and casually took two with him.

"Showing off your happiness brings bad luck!" Luo Linhao said morosely, "Look how low-key I am? It’s better to stay low-key in life."

He seemed to have forgotten who was the kid nagging Mu Shaoling the night before about what gift to give Yang Xiayun.

After breakfast, with the kids being looked after by Li Mama and the others, she took Ye Zi’an to the storage room. The storage room was no longer what it used to be; she rearranged it into a big one where she could store things however she liked. Inside the storage room, there were some items bestowed by the Emperor, as well as gifts from Old Mu and others for the kids’ full-moon celebration and so on.

"Why has the Emperor given you so many paintings?"

Yang Chuxia opened one of the large red sandalwood boxes, only to find more than a dozen scrolls of paintings inside. She randomly unfurled one and saw they seemed to be of ancient relics.

Worried she had misjudged, she confirmed with Ye Zi’an, who said that indeed, they were all famous paintings from previous dynasties.

After putting the paintings aside, they checked another box, which turned out to contain a case of East Sea pearls.

Ye Zi’an said, "We gave his son a package of black pearls, and he gives us a case of East Sea pearls. That makes us even."

"You gave the pearls to Baili Yan?"

"Yeah, Mu Shaoling needed black pearls for his medicine."

"Oh, no wonder Mu Shaoling wanted to trade the Heart-intoxicating Flower for black pearls with me before. It was for him. What illness does he have?"

Ye Zi’an just shook his head, "He didn’t say, but I heard he had been searching for black pearls for a long time."

"Tsk, tsk, they should have come to us for that matter. That’s what we have the most of." Yang Chuxia thought to herself that she had a whole box full of them, knowing they were precious. She had specifically not stored them in the storage room but kept them together with the items Brother An had given her.

"There’s so much fabric!" After inspecting the pearls and jewelry, they moved on to the other items and found the most abundant were fabrics.

"Let’s take some to make clothes for father and mother. There’s no point in keeping them here," Ye Zi’an said upon seeing them. There were just too many; they were always delivered by the boxful.