The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

This one is certainly not soft-hearted.

"Ah"

"Baby, why are you calling out? Are you too hot?" Indeed, it was an unusually scorching day; although it was early morning, one couldn’t help but sweat profusely.

Unfortunately, Lele wasn’t feeling hot, but instead, he was continuously reaching his hand back.

Yang Chuxia turned her head and saw that Ye Zi’an, holding Yangyang, was a few steps behind her.

"Lele must want you to hold him, right? Look how he keeps stretching out his hand." Not only that, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Zi’an, and he kept blowing bubbles with his mouth.

"Then let’s switch." As soon as they were inside., Ye Zi’an took Lele into his arms and, indeed, saw him flashing a faint smile.

He even seemed to sigh with satisfaction.

"Xiaxia, Lele likes me." Seeing his son constantly blowing bubbles at him made Ye Zi’an’s heart swell with warmth that spread outward bit by bit.

"Son, do you especially like daddy?" Ye Zi’an started talking to Lele, "Daddy likes you a lot too, but Daddy loves Mommy the most."

"So are you using our son to confess your love to me?"

"Yes, my child’s mother, your child’s father really adores you." Ye Zi’an patted Lele’s little bottom as he casually added a sentence.

Then he was about to carry the child upstairs, but halfway there he suddenly turned around and said, "My child’s mother, could you please carry Yangyang up too? I’m going to read the ’Three Character Classic’ to our son."

Yang Chuxia felt herself sweating profusely; this man was really addicted to reading the ’Three Character Classic’.

What made her perspire even more was that Ye Zi’an seemed to have taken a liking to the term ’my child’s mother,’ repeating it incessantly over the past several days.

Just listen to him, "My child’s mother, Yangyang is hungry."

My child’s mother, Lele has wet himself.

My child’s mother, Yangyang is crying.

"My child’s mother, your child’s father wants to eat steamed prawns tonight." This sentence had just come from upstairs.

Yang Chuxia was about to discuss with Nanny Li what to have for dinner that evening when she heard him and shouted back, "Your child’s mother knows."

Upstairs, Ye Zi’an laughed continuously at the two ’buns.’

"Son, your mother is really adorable."

"Ah" Lele opened his mouth.

Yangyang, on the other hand, was giggling non-stop at the little bell on the cart, occasionally reaching out to tug at the tassels.

Ye Zi’an, seeing Lele watching him, decided to take out the ’Three Character Classic’ and read it again, then he noticed that Lele just kept his eyes open, listening intently, looking so serious that he almost believed he was facing a child of a few years old.

"Wife, don’t you think our Lele is rather precocious?" He relayed the instance of Lele listening to the ’Three Character Classic’ to her.

It wasn’t the first time he had noticed it; whenever he read, he’d find that Lele stopped waving his fists and blowing bubbles, simply staring intently at his book with wide-open eyes.

"Even if he is precocious, he’s only a little over two months old, so it’s hard to tell now."

When she changed clothes and came in, seeing him deep in thought, she stepped forward to nudge him, "Are you getting reluctant to leave again?"

"Mhm"

In three days he would have to depart, so thinking about how smart his son was and then about his wife made his heart an amalgam of conflicting emotions.

"Don’t worry, when the baby is a bit older, I’ll bring them to see you." Seeing him so distressed, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but step forward to embrace him, "Don’t be sad, we will be reunited before you know it."

"Mhm, life is wonderful with you, my wife!" Ye Zi’an hugged her back.