The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Is everyone gone?" Knowing Ye Zi’an had gone to send people away, Yang Chuxia asked.

"They’re gone. I’ve never seen such people before. Their own daughter’s missing, their own sister, and they didn’t report it earlier, which is already bad enough, but now that someone else has reported it and the county office is helping to look for her, they actually had the nerve to run from Fushui County to Mianyang County just to tell me to stop searching. Isn’t that absurd?"

After drinking several cups of the tea that was poured on the table, he managed to suppress the rage in his heart.

"Hearing you say that, doesn’t it seem like there’s something wrong with that family? Maybe they sold the girl themselves. They didn’t have the gall to sell her openly, fearing gossip, but if they took her onto the streets and made a deal in secret, then had the traffickers kidnap her—who would know?"

At this point, Yang Chuxia actually felt as though she had stumbled upon the truth herself.

"By that logic, I really should have someone investigate this family," Ye Zi’an said, "Their behavior is indeed quite strange."

"Just look into it, there’s no use rushing."

Seeing some fatigue in his eyes, Yang Chuxia walked behind him to rub his temples.

"There, I’m not that tired. It was just that your son kept me up last night, so I didn’t sleep well," Ye Zi’an took her hand from his temple and took the opportunity to turn around and embrace her.

"We definitely can’t let that little guy sleep with us tonight. He keeps jabbering for ages as soon as he’s in our bed and doesn’t fall asleep until very late. He also keeps touching my face. You have no idea, halfway through the night I always feel a pair of hands on my face."

Yang Chuxia almost couldn’t help laughing out loud when she saw the look of grievance on his face.

She couldn’t figure out what was up with that young one. Since his sense of beauty had become stronger, he clung to Ye Zi’an even more, demanding hugs and kisses all the time; the most helpless part was his frequent insistence to sleep with them.

"My lady, you must refuse him tonight, don’t go soft." He said, then muttered softly, "We haven’t had any ’intimate contact’ for several days now."

"Pfft... Why do I feel like that’s the real reason you dislike our son sleeping with us?"

Alright, Yang Chuxia had hit the nail on the head again. Wasn’t Ye Zi’an’s complaint about their son’s presence in bed all along because of that reason?

"My lady, it seems like the boys aren’t around now, so why don’t we..." Yang Chuxia had just finished speaking when she saw Ye Zi’an suddenly lift his head with a mischievous smile on his lips.

"Stop messing around, it’s broad daylight."

"What’s wrong with broad daylight?" Ye Zi’an, hardly concerned whether it was day or not, scooped up Yang Chuxia in his arms and chuckled, "Daylight is good. You can see everything clearly."

"..." Yang Chuxia suddenly found that she could not compete with Ye Zi’an in terms of shamelessness.

He then hastily carried her into the inner room, put her on the bed, and rushed back outside to lock the door from inside, afraid the two little rascals might storm in.

Yangyang, who had walked in holding Yang Qingtong’s hand, looked at the closed door and the fleeting glimpse of Ye Zi’an’s profile in confusion.

"Uncle, is handsome dad inside? Then let’s go find handsome dad?"

"Your handsome dad is tired, he needs a nap. You shouldn’t disturb him, otherwise, you’ll be an unfilial son."

"Is that so?"

"Of course! Come on, uncle will take you to find Lele."

As Yang Qingtong pulled Little Yangyang away, he couldn’t help but mutter to himself that his sister and brother-in-law really had no sense of propriety, doing such things in broad daylight.