The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"I’ve thought it over and decided not to go. The children are too young, I can’t bear to leave them. After the New Year, when they’re a bit older, I’ll take Lele and Yangyang with me."

Ms. Wang was quite pleased to hear she wasn’t going, and neither were the children. She really adored those two little grandchildren—one so tender and quiet, it tugged at the heartstrings, and the other’s laughter so sweet it could melt a heart. Yet, before she could revel in the joy for long, she heard Yang Chuxia say she would take the children with her after the New Year, and Ms. Wang’s mood soured.

"Ah, after the New Year, you and Lele and Yangyang are all going to Mianyang?" Ms. Wang hesitated, then suggested, "Why don’t you leave the children at home? I can take care of them for you."

She truly couldn’t bear to part with her two grandchildren!

"Let’s talk about it when the time comes," Yang Chuxia thought it was better for the children to stay close to their parents, otherwise they might feel unloved.

When she returned to the Ye Family’s place, Mu Shaoling and Luo Linhao were there, and Mu Shaofeng had just come back from the gathering at the tower.

"Oh Xiaxia, there’s something I almost forgot to tell you."

Looking at Mu Shaofeng suspiciously, "What is it?"

"The secondary old madam of the Shi Family died, but before that, I sent people to investigate her. It was indeed her who instructed Old Lady Hua to drug your grandmother."

"It really was her! She got off too easily dying like that."

Thinking about it now, having Old Lady Hua drowned in a pond was too simple a death. She should have suffered through all the ten extreme tortures of the Qing Dynasty before dying.

"Her death was not an easy one," Mu Shaofeng explained, "The Old Master of the Shi Family wouldn’t let her die easily. He had her slowly poisoned, and she spent the last month coughing up blood until she died. When she died, there wasn’t even a maid by her side."

That secondary old madam had caused the death of the Old Master’s birth mother, and the Old Master had been oppressed for so many years. Now that the tables had turned and he had gained status, how could he not seek revenge?

"Good, if she had died easily, it would have been unsatisfying to the point of wanting to desecrate her corpse."

Hearing that the death of the secondary old madam wasn’t a peaceful one, she felt content. Otherwise, it would have done such an injustice to her never-before-seen grandmother.

"By the way, what about your stepmother?" Yang Chuxia asked, showing concern for Mu Shaofeng.

"She’s still alive!" Mu Shaofeng clearly didn’t want to dwell on the subject.

However, from that brief reply, she could tell that his stepmother was probably in a bad way, just not knowing when she would die.

"The day after tomorrow, Linhao and I will return to the capital!" Mu Shaoling interjected then.

Ye Zi’an, holding Lele, had just come down from upstairs. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "If you’re leaving, just leave, why tell my wife?"

"Where’s Yangyang?" Seeing he was only holding Lele, Yang Chuxia walked over and inquired.

"Yangyang is still sleeping; Li’s mother is watching over him."

Only then did Yang Chuxia notice the sleepy tears at the corners of Lele’s eyes. His dark, watery eyes looked over when he heard her speak, but his gaze was quite bewildered.

As she touched his little cheek, she saw him suddenly smile.

There, Yang Chuxia’s maternal love Instantly surged, "My sweet boy, come to mommy."

Ye Zi’an handed the child over to her, and she saw Lele snuggling contentedly in her arms, burying his head in her neck without crying or fussing.

"Did you feed him?"

"I did." These days she had been producing a lot of breast milk, so in the morning, she would express some and then chill it with ice. If she wasn’t around just when he was hungry, it could be warmed up for feeding.