The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"The officials haven’t even come to search yet, and here comes my second aunt," Yang Qingrui scoffed. "Second aunt must not bear to see our family prosper. If that’s the case, I’ll have to go find Uncle and Grandma. Let’s see if they will just stand by and let you make a scene."

"Hey, you think you’re something special just because you know a few characters and have read a few books," Ms. Liu of Wang Family replied, feeling somewhat intimidated at the mention of Wang Yongshan and Ms. Qian of Wang Family. Lacking confidence, her attitude softened a great deal, "Look, Qingrui, I just want to take a quick look. I won’t mess up your room. I just want to see if your cousin is there."

"No way, if I say my cousin isn’t here, then he isn’t here," Yang Qingrui stood his ground firmly.

Qian Xiaoqing, who stood by, looked at Yang Qingrui—tall and handsome—and thought to herself that both siblings of the Yang Family weren’t bad at all.

Indeed, they looked distinguished.

"Auntie, since cousin isn’t here, let’s just go," suggested Qian Xiaoqing after thinking it over.

"Hey, how can you say he’s not here when we haven’t even looked yet?" Ms. Qian of Wang Family was adamant about taking a look inside.

"But the host already told you so," Qian Xiaoqing whispered, pulling at Ms. Qian of Wang Family’s sleeve, "Auntie, this way of searching won’t work. If cousin doesn’t want to be found by you, we simply won’t be able to find him here. Look at how many rooms the Yang Family has, and how many households there are in the village. And there’s Yang Chuxia’s place; if cousin is hiding there, Yang Chuxia surely won’t let you search."

Ms. Qian of Wang Family realized that what she said made sense.

"Then what do you propose? Are you suggesting we just give up looking?" she asked.

"How about we go back home first? Cousin will have to come home eventually. He can’t possibly stay outside forever, can he?" reasoned Qian Xiaoqing, thinking to herself that her cousin was as stubborn as a mule. He was blind to not want to marry her, and she no longer wanted to marry him either. She could probably marry someone even better. She may have been married before, but she’s still an untouched maiden, and that’s her confidence.

"What you’re saying makes sense too. Let’s go back home for now. This little rascal is getting bolder with age, daring to talk back to me," she muttered.

Yang Qingrui, who was following behind the two, overheard Ms. Qian of Wang Family’s words and couldn’t help but think who exactly was the one becoming less sensible with age.

Upon reaching the front courtyard and seeing everyone there, Yang Qingrui was immediately annoyed, "Dad, Mom, what were you thinking, even letting second aunt search my courtyard? How could you talk such nonsense?"

"Exactly. She even thought about searching my courtyard. Dream on!" added Yang Xiayun as she followed behind.

Ms. Qian of Wang Family snorted at the children’s comments, "All this whining— I didn’t even get to search, did I? Hmph, I won’t search anymore, but that damn Wang Pingtao better come home immediately. Otherwise, I’ll sell his daughter, I swear."

After saying that, she left with Qian Xiaoqing in an ox cart.

The group from the Yang Family looked at one another, perplexed.

"She wouldn’t really sell our little niece, would she?" Yang Xiayun asked, startled.

"No way. It’s not her place to sell her. Our sister-in-law isn’t weak. The child has already gone to Grandma’s place; where would she find her to sell?" retorted Yang Chuxia with a snort. "Alright, nothing more to do here. Let’s go back home. Cousin is still at my place, probably worried sick by now."

Alright, Wang Pingtao indeed wasn’t at the Yang Family residence but at the Ye Family’s. As soon as he saw Yang Chuxia return, he anxiously asked, "Big cousin, is my mother still here?"

"She’s gone!"

"Ah, that’s a relief. My mother, really... there are no words," he sighed.