The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Young Master Yangyang, come in quickly." Yangyang was just asking when Su Ma, a maid from Dongyang, came out.

"Aunt Su Ma." Seeing the familiar face, Yangyang smiled and ran over.

Upon entering the room, the first thing that caught his eye was the baby in the little rocking cradle, "Wow, he’s so tiny, but as Dad said, babies are always this small when they’re born."

After a pause, he muttered, "Ah, why isn’t he my wife? Why can’t he be my wife?"

As he spoke, he even tugged at Chengcheng’s little finger.

"Haha..." Dongyang was amused by him again.

When Yangyang heard Commandery Princess Dongyang’s laughter, his attention was drawn over, "Auntie, are you feeling better?"

"Yes, I’m just fine," Commandery Princess Dongyang told Yang Chuxia, "Your son is really thoughtful."

"It’s a pity, Auntie." Yangyang said, his eyes spinning.

"What’s a pity?" Commandery Princess Dongyang became curious. She had just said he was thoughtful, but why did he feel it was a pity?

"It’s a pity that the baby isn’t a girl; otherwise, she could have been my wife, and I couldn’t be your son-in-law. I’m supposed to be thoughtful to my mother-in-law," he implied, If you weren’t my mother-in-law, I wouldn’t need to be this thoughtful toward you.

"..." Commandery Princess Dongyang opened her mouth but for a moment couldn’t think of what to say.

Then she heard him continue, "Aunt Dongyang, you have to help me birth my wife soon, or else, with me being so clever and cute, someone will steal me away."

Commandery Princess Dongyang was so stunned by what he said that she blurted out, "Don’t worry, I will definitely birth your wife soon."

"Mmm, with your word, Auntie, I can rest easy. That way, I can refuse Uncle Shaofeng."

Earlier, in the front yard, Yangyang had indeed seen Mu Shaofeng, who joked about having him as his son-in-law.

But in his view, Mu Shaofeng wasn’t as handsome as Mu Shaoling, so he would prefer to marry Uncle Shaoling’s daughter.

Commandery Princess Dongyang laughed heartily at his antics.

The people outside, hearing the laughter from inside the room, were all muttering among themselves, wondering who this mother and son who had just entered were, having such a grand face to talk so long with the princess, looking quite familiar with the Mu Family.

"Pfft, no matter who it is, they’re definitely a bootlicker," one woman commented.

Others heard her and exchanged glances but said nothing.

"Why is no one talking?" The woman, not pleased that no one was joining in her remarks, asked discontentedly.

"Hehe... We were just listening to you talk, weren’t we?" someone responded.

"Exactly. How dare we speak when you’re talking?"

Pleased with the flattery, the Madam of County Magistrate finally felt satisfied, and indeed, she was the wife of the new County Magistrate of Quanya County.

Since Commandery Princess Dongyang and Mu Shaoling had come to Quanya County, the well-informed new County Magistrate had sent his wife to socialize, but Dongyang had not permitted her to visit until now, on this auspicious day for the child, and had not sent her away.

As a result, this one stay prompted others who got the news to follow suit, mainly the larger households of the county town, or some minor officials and the like.

At this point, seeing Yang Chuxia and her son enter, naturally everyone had their conjectures, but no one was foolish enough to blurt them out. Their close relationship was obvious, and in such a situation, who would say such sour words and risk being overheard and reported?

But the Madam of County Magistrate didn’t see it that way. She always felt that Yang Chuxia was stealing her spotlight.