The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Your humble servant greets His Highness Prince An!"

Seeing him once again perform the courtesy of a kneeling salute, Lele finally waved his hand, "Lord Prefectural Magistrate, no need for formalities. All our uncles and elders, please rise quickly."

"Thank you, Prince!"

"Thank you, Prince!"

"Lord Prefectural Magistrate, thank you for coming to see my family off. However, we are now rushing to the capital, so we won’t linger here. We hope to meet again someday!"

After exchanging a few polite words, Lele then winked at Ye Zi’an, Dad, your son did well, didn’t he?

Ye Zi’an raised his eyebrows when he saw this.

"Take care, Lord Prefectural Magistrate!" After turning around to say this, Ye Zi’an added, "There’s always another layer beyond, and there’s always someone beyond. Lord Prefectural Magistrate must remember this." Meaning that you’re just a Prefectural Magistrate, there are many higher than you, don’t be short-sighted when you gain little success.

Yang Chuxia almost burst into laughter listening to this.

This Prefectural Magistrate is quite unlucky, running into this crafty father-son duo. It’s estimated that he’ll go back feeling very upset.

Getting into the carriage, very soon the whole family headed out of town.

"How was it, Dad? Your son did well just now, right?" On the carriage, Lele once again hugged Ye Zi’an’s neck and asked.

"Very good, you’re indeed my son. Using others’ tactics against them, you did it very skillfully." Ye Zi’an patted his head as he spoke.

After a pause, Ye Zi’an continued, "But my son and wife are too strong. I find every time there’s an issue, sometimes I don’t even need to step in, sometimes before I do, the matter is already resolved. Alas, as the rightful man of the house, Dad feels a little defeated."

"Tsk, Dad, are you feeling gloomy?" Lele blinked, "Are you feeling gloomy because you didn’t get a chance to show yourself?"

Yang Chuxia also looked at him, is it so? Next time should she step back when something happens? She also pondered whether she shouldn’t rush so quickly next time, considering Brother An’s dignity. After all, he’s a man.

"Not so much heartache, it’s just that I’m lamenting how my son is too clever and my wife too capable."

"Is that so?" Lele touched his chin and said, "Next time I’ll appropriately pretend to be a bit foolish so Dad can have a chance to showcase."

"Brother, don’t be arrogant and proud." Yangyang reminded him from the side.

"Tch, do you think I’m like you?" After a pause, he added, "But given his petty nature, he’s bound to hate me and Dad at this moment."

"Who can blame him, he brought it upon himself." Yang Chuxia said, "Those women were definitely arranged by him. Such a narrow-minded person, no wonder he hasn’t gotten promoted for so long."

"Exactly, just because my dad is younger and has a higher rank than him, he finds trouble for him everywhere. Now look at me, I’m only a few years old and already at a level he can’t reach. I strongly feel he’s likely to pass out from rage when he gets home."

In fact, his assumption was correct. The Prefectural Magistrate hurriedly returned to his residence after Ye Zi’an and the group left, not even going to the office. On the way home, his face was dark, and upon reaching his house, his eyes rolled back as he directly fainted.

Meanwhile, the carriage had already reached outside the city, and Mu Shaoling along with Dongyang and Luo Linhao were waiting outside since early on.

"Why were you so slow coming out?" Luo Linhao couldn’t help but complain, "I thought you weren’t planning to leave anymore."