The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Halfway through the journey, Yangyang wanted to ride a horse, but considering his young age, Ye Zi’an had no choice but to ride with him.

"When you’re a bit older, Dad will let you keep one," he said to Yangyang.

"Why do I have to be older to have one?" Yangyang asked loudly. "If I start raising it now, by the time I grow up, the foal will be grown too, and then won’t I be able to ride it just fine?"

"Hmm, you make a good point," Ye Zi’an responded, looking at the top of his head. After a pause, he added, "But Dad’s approval isn’t enough, your Mom has to agree too."

"Ah? Why is that?"

"Of course, because Mom is in charge of all the family’s money," laughed Ye Zi’an. "If you want to buy a foal, you have to ask your Mom for the money. Dad doesn’t have any to help you buy a foal."

"No way, Daddy!" exclaimed Yangyang, his eyes widening in disbelief. "All these years and you haven’t saved up any private stash? Don’t you have your own little treasury? Besides, buying a little foal can’t be that expensive. Can’t you just lend me some of your spending money?"

"Yo, you even know about a little treasury?" Ye Zi’an smiled slightly. "Dad doesn’t have a little treasury. And as for my spending money, forget about that. Your Mom only gives me a limited amount, and that’s just enough for my own expenses." Not long ago, he saw something in Shandong that he was sure his wife would like, and he had been thinking about saving up to buy it. He had calculated that, with this month’s spending money, he should just have enough. Therefore, his spending money was not to be touched.

"Sigh~~~"

After listening, Yangyang let out a deep sigh, wondering why his dad seemed so pitiful.

"Yangyang, you might as well be my son, look at your dad, he can’t even produce a single coin, truly disappointing!"

Mu Shaoling, who was listening to their conversation from a distance, couldn’t help but smirk. Ye Zi’an was completely head over heels for his wife.

Yangyang turned his bright eyes toward him, and after a moment, he crisply commented, "A son-in-law is half a son, so I’m kind of your son already. How about giving me something for the future, Father-in-law?"

"Haha..." Mu Shaoling burst into boisterous laughter upon hearing that. "You little brat, such shocking words could scare someone!"

"..." Speechless, Yangyang nestled in his father’s arms, thinking, what’s so funny? Had he said anything that humorous?

From the carriage behind them, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but chuckle to herself as she overheard their conversation. The family business was in her hands; Brother An couldn’t possibly have a little treasury. Even if he did manage to save one day, in the end, it would still end up in her hands. That was her man, a man willing to entrust everything to her. She couldn’t bear to imagine a day without him in her world—she thought she would go crazy!

No, wait, what on earth was she thinking! There was no way Ye Zi’an would suddenly disappear from her world; she must be overthinking it.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Dongyang saw her alternately laughing like a fool and then frowning, so he asked.

"Ah? Nothing much, just thinking about some things."

"Were you thinking about Brother An?" Dongyang teased, leaning in closer. "He’s just up ahead, do you need to miss him that much? Your smile is so sweet—are you savoring the memories of last night? It seems things got pretty intense last night, huh?"

"..." Inside, Yang Chuxia felt a stampede of ten thousand beasts, wondering if speaking had to be so blunt.

"Cough cough" Before Yang Chuxia could respond, Lele, who was holding a book, suddenly blushed. As eyes turned to him, he took a few deep breaths before calmly saying, "Auntie, there are children in the carriage. Please be mindful of what you say; setting a bad example for the kids isn’t good."