The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

So in the future, he wanted his life to coexist with his lady.

With the first rays of morning sun casting a slanting light, Yang Chuxia opened her eyes to meet those of Ye Zi’an.

Finally, those eyes were no longer dull. How wonderful!

Yang Chuxia reached out to pull down his neck and kissed his lips, "Good morning!"

"My lady, good morning!"

"By the way, why are you so strange? I kissed you yesterday and you woke up?"

Ye Zi’an replied softly, "Actually, I’ve been conscious for some days now. I could hear and understand you when you spoke to me. I wanted to speak, to pull you toward me, but my hands, my voice, they wouldn’t obey me. Yesterday, my lady’s kiss must have excited me so much that I suddenly broke free from those restraints."

"So that’s how it was. I thought I had really kissed a Sleeping Beauty awake."

"There’s never been a Sleeping Beauty that wakes up with eyes like that," Ye Zi’an said with a light laugh, holding her hand.

The two were still chatting in bed, enjoying the precious tranquillity that had been hard to come by when suddenly there was a commotion outside the door.

"May I ask if Her Ladyship and His Lordship are up?"

"Please tell His Lordship for me that his cousin, my uncle, has arrived."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zi’an nearly knotted his eyebrows, "Sometimes I feel that Yangyang is just a little demon specially made to disturb the affection between parents."

"That is accurate."

"His way of addressing us really is something else!" Ye Zi’an shook his head, "Oh right, is he talking about Linhao and the others?"

"Probably. When I returned to Funan, they already said they would arrive in Shandong earlier. I don’t know why they only arrived today," Yang Chuxia was a bit puzzled.

"Let’s go out and have a look."

Once Yang Chuxia was dressed, Ye Zi’an was also ready.

In the living room, sure enough, they saw Luo Linhao and his sister, along with Yang Xiayun, sitting inside.

"Wow, I haven’t seen my cousin for years. How has he turned out like this? Did he age prematurely?"

"Why has brother-in-law gotten so thin?"

"No way, did my cousin get that strange illness everyone’s talking about?"

They fired questions one after another, each louder than the last, all crowding around Ye Zi’an, each trying to get a better look and a piece of him.

"Alright, alright, sit down and we can talk. Whatever questions you have, just ask them one by one," Yang Chuxia said hurriedly, seeing this. Brother An had just gotten better and his body hadn’t fully recovered yet. How could he withstand their prodding and pulling?

"My handsome dad is now a fragile porcelain beauty, so take it easy on him, okay?" Yangyang added, following behind. Seeing the others disperse, he quickly came forward to help Yang Chuxia support Ye Zi’an, "Handsome dad, did you sleep well last night?"

"I slept pretty well. But ’Second Son’, if you hadn’t knocked on your handsome dad’s door early in the morning, your handsome dad’s rest would have been even better."

Ye Zi’an turned his head to look at him, then negotiated, "Second Son, mom and dad are pretty open-minded. You and your brother don’t need to come over to pay respects every morning; you don’t need to do it now or in the future."

"Tsk tsk," Lele heard this and shook his head and smacked his lips, "Dad, you’re really not being very friendly. Why didn’t you say this when you were sick? Now that you’re better you come up with this? Clearly, you’re ditching us after crossing the river!"

Yangyang also pouted, "Exactly, handsome dad, if you think I’m in the way, just say it directly. Why be so hypocritical?"

Ye Zi’an only said a word or two, and his sons had several sentences to throw back at him. He suddenly felt that the older his sons got, the less cute they became. Wasn’t this just sabotage?

"Alright already, can you father and sons stop flaunting your affection?" Luo Linhao said as he listened to the three of them talk. Although his tone was full of disdain, the deep affection was there all the same.