The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Soon, Li Wen and Li Wu helped to bring up the hot water, and Yang Chuxia handed Yangyang over to Ming Liu, then went to find clothes and brought them in for him.

"What, my dear wife, are you going to attend to me as I bathe?" Ye Zi’an asked with a smile as she entered.

Seeing his teasing smile, Yang Chuxia glared at him.

"I’ve placed your clothes here, hurry up and soak in the hot water. Even in summer, it’s uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to one’s body."

"So you’re really not going to attend to me as I bathe?" Ye Zi’an called out again as she was about to leave.

Yang Chuxia pretended not to hear and went out.

What’s with him and shouting so loudly?

Yet Ye Zi’an felt it was such a pity, what a great opportunity that was.

"Lele, are you hungry?" Seeing Little Lele still sitting motionless by the table, Yang Chuxia asked.

"Waiting for daddy!" Instead of saying whether he was hungry or not, he wanted to wait for Ye Zi’an to eat together, leaving Yang Chuxia feeling helpless. Look at this child, showing such affection for his father, with Yangyang eating so sweetly on the side, still unable to tempt him.

When Ye Zi’an had finished his bath and changed into clean clothes, he saw Lele sitting on the side while Yangyang was eating.

"Why isn’t Lele eating?"

Upon hearing his voice, Lele reached out his little hands to Ye Zi’an, acting all proud and aloof, refusing to move and wanting to be held.

"He insists on waiting for you to eat together."

Ye Zi’an laughed upon hearing this and picked him up in his arms.

"Indeed my own son, so affectionate towards daddy."

"Pfft, the way you say that, if Yangyang were a little bit more aware, he’d be asking you if he’s your son at all."

After her comment, Ye Zi’an realized there was something slightly amiss about his earlier remark and chuckled, "Of course they’re both my sons. They clearly look like me; there’s no room for doubt." Thinking back to what Mu Shaoling had foolishly done in the past, he scoffed, "That idiot Mu Shaoling once even tampered with the dates in the letters regarding your pregnancy, trying to make me misunderstand. Just look at these two sons of ours, they’re so obviously mine, there’s no questioning it."

Concerned that Yang Chuxia might misunderstand, he quickly added, "Of course, I have never doubted you, my dear wife!"

"You know? Initially, I didn’t think much of it, but by adding that last sentence, you gave me the impression of ’thou doth protest too much,’" Yang Chuxia said as she brought him the ginger tea she had prepared, "Drink this, you can easily catch a cold in the summer rain."

Ye Zi’an took it and drank it in one gulp, then said, "Indeed, nothing beats the care of my own wife."

Before Yang Chuxia had a chance to laugh, Little Lele said, "Just like my own father."

"Haha..."

"Pfft..."

That one comment had Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an laughing uncontrollably.

"This child of ours is quite capable of drawing his own conclusions, isn’t he?"

"Our son is simply the best, speaking nothing but extraordinary words," Ye Zi’an laughed as he stroked his son’s tiny head, then proceeded to feed him, bite by bite. He looked utterly content with his child by his side.

"Why did you come back so late today?" Yang Chuxia casually asked during the meal.

"Isn’t it because of a town below that, I don’t know what everyone was thinking, they dug a huge reservoir. Digging is one thing, but they didn’t consider the terrain while doing it. The reservoir is situated above, which wouldn’t normally be an issue, except that one side of the reservoir is right next to a village and the other side next to fertile fields, making drainage difficult when there’s an overflow of water. You know how rainy Jiangsu gets in the summer. This year, that reservoir accumulated a lot of water."