The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Early in the morning, a child’s milky voice was heard in the harem of the county office, "Mom, what are we doing?"

Little Lele had seen his mother busy preparing all kinds of things since he got up, as if there were food and drinks, but now he had finished breakfast and his mother was still busy.

"Son, how about I take you out to play today?"

Throughout August, Mianyang was a mess, so much that there wasn’t even a proper August festival. Now that it was a golden September, Brother An mentioned that there was a nice place outside the city, and even a temple. So, she thought of taking the kids out to see what Mianyang was like.

In turn, Ye Zi’an also wanted to check out how Mianyang’s grain harvest was doing this year.

"Yes, yes!" As soon as he heard they could go out to play, Yangyang was the happiest. Lele expressed indifference, shrugging his shoulders like he had learned from someone, which made Yang Chuxia find him so cute that she pecked him on the cheek.

"Mommy kiss!" Seeing Yang Chuxia kiss his brother, Yangyang also tilted his head and brought his little face close to her.

"Okay, mom will kiss Yangyang too." Then she said, "Yangyang’s cheeks are so sweet!"

Hearing his mom praise him, the little rascal covered his mouth and laughed. Then he ran over to Ye Zi’an, who was sitting nearby, and again tilted his head, presenting his little cheek, "Daddy kiss too!"

After a glance at the little rascal in front of him, Ye Zi’an decisively shook his head, "No kiss."

Then Yangyang was seen blinking his big eyes, full of question marks.

Ye Zi’an chuckled, "Your daddy will only kiss his own wife! If you want a kiss, wait until your wife can kiss you."

"Mom is my wife!" Yangyang meant that mom just kissed me.

However, this adorable statement didn’t sound so delightful to Ye Zi’an’s ears.

"Your mom is my wife, so go find your own wife."

"She is my wife!" Yangyang stood defiantly against his dad, even patting his little chest periodically, "Mommy mine!"

"Son, I must clarify something to you seriously, your mom is my wife, so you can’t kiss your mom in the future or let her kiss you. Otherwise, you won’t grow tall! You’ll become a little shorty." After saying that, Ye Zi’an added one more line, "Oh, just now doesn’t count, but from this moment on, you can’t kiss your mom anymore, nor can you let her kiss you."

"Really?" Yangyang was somewhat skeptical.

Seeing that his son still didn’t quite believe it, Ye Zi’an nodded emphatically, "It’s definitely true!"

Yangyang then nodded his head, sitting to one side very unhappily. His unhappy face continued all the way onto the carriage, and he was still pouting.

"Son, pouting is something only little girls do!" Ye Zi’an saw this and commented again.

Yangyang ignored him, continuing to pout.

It wasn’t until Yang Chuxia’s lips accidentally brushed against his cheek that his expression changed.

And it wasn’t just a slight change, but a burst into loud crying.

Yang Chuxia was startled, what on earth happened to him?

Lele then said, "Mommy, you just kissed him."

"..." So what?

Seeing that his mother was still a bit confused, Lele added, "Daddy said if mommy kisses, you won’t grow tall."

While crying, Yangyang heard his brother’s words and nodded vigorously, and then shook his head violently again, "I don’t want to be short, I don’t want to be short."

Yang Chuxia was speechless, glaring at Ye Zi’an, the instigator of all this. Could you be any more childish?

But Ye Zi’an ignored her, continuing to say, "Son, crying will also make you short."

Upon hearing this, Yangyang looked at him in shock, tears still hanging at the corners of his eyes, he hiccupped several times, wanting to cry but daring not to. Then, he turned his head and plunged into his mother’s embrace.