The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Alas, Mother had no idea she could be so shameless as to spout nonsense in front of so many people."

Had she known what that woman would say, she would never have allowed those two to come.

"Did you even consider that for the sake of marrying Qingrui, she dared to bring the matchmaker to our house? Is there anything she wouldn’t say? Mother, I’m telling you, you must stop worrying about Second Aunt’s reputation now. That Second Aunt of mine must be insane; she would do anything for Qian Xiaoqing."

Speaking of which, Yang Chuxia added, "Oh right, today I taught that wonderful Second Aunt a lesson. I sent for Second Uncle, and once he arrives, I will tell him that this time I just reprimanded her, but if she comes again, I’ll throw her directly into the hands of the officials."

Ms. Wang was shocked, and it took a long time for her to come to her senses.

"What, what about Qian Xiaoqing?" Ms. Wang thought to herself, her daughter is really too formidable, having taught a lesson to Second Aunt, Qian Xiaoqing probably got it even worse. With this thought, she said, "You must not cause a loss of life!"

"I know; although she is annoying, she doesn’t deserve to die for it. I have a sense of measure in this matter."

"That’s good, that’s good!"

Wang Yongshan received the message from the Ye Family first thing in the morning, and he took off for Yangshu Village as soon as he could. By the time he got there, it was already midday.

Since Yang Chuxia had not yet finished her confinement period, the conversation with Second Uncle was left to Ye Zi’an.

Ye Zi’an made it very clear to him that the Ye Family welcomed everyone from the Wang Family, except that Second Aunt. This time they would let it go, but if it happened again she would be thrown directly into the officials’ custody.

Wang Yongshan nodded again and again in agreement, but when he saw Ms. Qian of the Wang Family, the word "good" got stuck in his throat.

This, this, his wife had been beaten, her face swollen terribly.

Wang Yongshan did not need to think too hard to know who had hit her; it could only have been that niece of his.

"The head of the house, you’re finally here." Ms. Qian glanced at Wang Yongshan and immediately felt she had her backbone, pulling on him and beginning to complain, "Look at my face, it’s all because of your precious niece. She pays no regard to me as her aunt. She hit me, she actually dared hit me. It seems she doesn’t care about our Wang Family at all, has no respect for you as her Second Uncle."

"Shut your mouth!" Wang Yongshan almost wished he could give her a beating himself.

Why didn’t his niece give him face? It was all because of you!

"You want me to shut up? I’ve been hit, and you still won’t let me speak?" Ms. Qian no longer feared Wang Yongshan at this point; she scanned the room with her eyes, and not finding Qian Xiaoqing, she raised her voice and shouted, "Where is Xiaoqing? Where have you locked her up?" They had been separated and locked up that morning, and she had no idea how her niece was faring now.

"Second Uncle, you’d better take Second Aunt away quickly. As for Qian Xiaoqing, don’t bother asking; you won’t get an answer," said Ye Zi’an coolly, clearly disliking Ms. Qian causing a scene in his house with her crying and wailing.

"Brother An," Wang Yongshan, upon hearing this, felt a bit distressed. Although Xiaoqing wasn’t his own daughter, he couldn’t just ignore her, "What are your plans for Xiaoqing? You can’t just kill her. Why don’t you let me take Xiaoqing back? This time I will make sure the Qian Family disciplines her properly."

Hearing this, Ye Zi’an flatly refused, "Second Uncle, there is no room for negotiation on this matter. If the Qian Family comes to you asking for her, tell them to come to me. If they can’t control their daughter, then I will have to take charge. Coming to my Ye Family to cause trouble, who do they think we are?"

"Nonsense!" Ever since Wang Yongshan arrived, all the fear Ms. Qian had accumulated since yesterday had vanished without a trace.