The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Tsk, it’s not for him." Mu Shaoling helplessly twitched the corner of his mouth, "This is for my future daughter’s dowry."

*Snort*... Yang Chuxia felt that the world had become fantastically absurd.

Excuse me, where exactly is your daughter? And a dowry at that!

Most importantly, you’re bringing your daughter’s dowry to my house so early, is that really okay? Selling off your daughter so soon, is that really okay?

"Uncle, isn’t this a bit too early?" Yangyang stroked the fur of the squirrel in his arms and asked with a sigh.

"Tsk, you think I wanted to bring this? It was your Aunt Dongyang who lost her mind and had me deliver it." Mu Shaoling was already beyond the point of being able to complain about the matter, as he had a thorough discussion with Dongyang on the way here, but since Dongyang insisted, he was left with no choice.

"What’s inside?" Yang Chuxia asked, somewhat curious.

"It’s something Dongyang’s mother handed down to Dongyang, saying that if she ever had a daughter, she should pass it on to her. That mother-in-law of mine whom I’ve never met isn’t a member of the Tayun Tribe, but this thing is a treasure of their tribe, supposedly some use."

Mu Shaoling felt it was enough; if it’s supposed to be passed down to his daughter, why pass it on to his son-in-law?

"There are two boxes?"

"The one on the left is what I prepared, the one on the right is..." Mu Shaoling waved his hand weakly and dismissively.

Dongyang had taken a liking to the boy, and since learning that he had saved Chengcheng, her fondness had grown day by day.

When Yang Chuxia opened it and saw the silver flower inside, she realized it could be used as jewelry around the neck or wrist, or as a hair accessory pinned to the head.

Is this thing really a treasure? A whole tribe’s treasure? It can’t possibly command a whole tribe, can it?

"Since this item is so important, isn’t it inappropriate for Dongyang to send it to Yangyang?" suggested Yang Chuxia as she pushed the box back, "Besides, our two families’ relationship doesn’t need this, does it? You better take it back to Dongyang."

"Hold onto it, no more objections." Mu Shaoling internally lamented that he didn’t want to give it away, his heart bleeding, yet he still weakly said, "This is a token for Yangyang, to be used for proposing marriage later on." Wasn’t this like selling off his daughter? How could he be happy about it? As another father with a daughter complex following Ye Zi’an, how could he feel good?

So here comes the question, where is your daughter?

This question lingered heavily in Yang Chuxia’s and Ye Zi’an’s minds.

Yangyang felt the same, glancing at the box, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Uncle, can you not act like you can’t bear to part with it? To be honest, you bringing this isn’t even the point."

"If this isn’t the point, then what is? This is my daughter’s dowry!"

Yangyang curled his lip in a powerless retort, "The real issue is, where is your daughter? Don’t you think you and your wife should at least have a daughter first?" He finally asked the question again. "And what if you never end up having a daughter?"

"Pfft, who says I can’t have a daughter? You just wait, you little brat." And with that, Mu Shaoling huffed off back home to have his daughter.

Yangyang blinked, looking up in confusion, "Why is he so angry?"

"I guess he was provoked too much," chuckled Lele, stroking his chin. After a pause, he added, "Dad, Mom, shouldn’t you prepare a token for Yangyang to bring to the Mu Residence too? After all, his future sister-in-law’s has already been delivered."

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"..."

Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an both felt this marriage arrangement was utterly unreliable. It was one thing for Mu Shaoling and Dongyang to be unreliable, but did they also have to follow suit?