The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Pfft," Yang Qingtong was amused by his innocence.

However, this little uncle was a bit naughty, as he sneaked up behind Lele and snatched the book from him.

So when Lele saw the book in Yang Qingtong’s hands, he was utterly bewildered, his eyes full of confusion as if to ask how on earth he had found his book?

"Uncle, uncle, uncle..."

Seeing the book in Yang Qingtong’s hands, he became anxious.

The child was naturally bright, thinking that calling him "uncle" would surely get the book back, but ever since he started talking, he still habitually popped out words one or three at a time.

"Say it once more, and I’ll give it to you."

"Uncle, uncle, uncle..."

"It’s ’uncle,’ not ’uncle, uncle,’" Yang Qingtong said speechlessly. What kind of name was this?

However, Lele stubbornly continued to call out in the same way.

Yang Qingtong not only didn’t give him the book but also insisted on him changing how he addressed him, which angered little Lele.

He turned his head and sat down on the ground, with his back to Yang Qingtong no less.

"Sis, is he angry?" Yang Qingtong couldn’t believe what he was seeing as he looked at Lele sitting on the ground. How old was this kid?

Yang Chuxia nodded at Yang Qingtong, indeed, Lele was angry.

Seeing him still sitting on the ground, Yang Chuxia tried to pull him up, but he twisted his body to avoid her touch; he was very stubborn.

Yang Qingtong thought about it and handed the book to him, but this little fellow was stubborn; when I wanted it, you wouldn’t give it to me, and now that you’re giving it to me, I don’t want it anymore.

When he saw the book in front of him, he slapped it aside.

Yang Qingtong found his behavior amusing and still held the book up to him, but Lele waved it away again.

"This kid is something else, quite a temper he’s got," Yang Qingtong was at a loss for words.

Yang Chuxia then suggested with a laugh, "Read him the content inside, and he’ll probably pay attention to you."

"Really?" Yang Qingtong was a bit skeptical, but still started reading "The beginning of man."

In the beginning, little Lele didn’t react much, but after he continued reading a few lines, he noticed Lele was staring at him. And when he put the book down to look back, he found the little bun had turned his head away again, seemingly a bit embarrassed.

"Oh my God, sis, he’s too funny."

When Yang Qingtong forcibly lifted him onto the couch, he kicked his legs and struggled, crying out, "No, no..."

It was a perfect portrayal of someone being coerced.

"Alright, alright, uncle will read to you, okay? I’ll read ’The Three Character Classic,’ ’The beginning of man.’" Seeing him pause when he heard this, Yang Qingtong hurriedly added, "Sit still, and if you don’t fuss, I’ll read it."

Sure enough, he sat still. Yang Qingtong glanced at him in surprise, thinking to himself that this child really understood everything. He wasn’t even a year old yet, was he?

As he continued reading, he was astonished to see the little one’s mouth moving as if he was following along.

Even Little Yangyang, who had been playing with toys on the side, crawled over and stared at the book in his hands.

So he read for over half an hour, and during that time neither of the two babies moved much; at most, Yangyang would pull on Lele’s hand, and then Lele would brush him off, and when Yangyang reached out again, he would pull Yangyang’s hand into his palm, even giving Yangyang a stern look, so Little Yangyang sat quietly without stirring.

"Sis, these two kids in your family are prodigies."

It was like they were several years old.