The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Some say that children’s eyes are especially bright and can see extraordinary things; could it be that Yangyang has seen such things?

Seeing him continue to cry in his sleep, Yang Chuxia woke him up.

Then she brought him a cup of water to drink.

"Mom, I dreamed of ghosts again, it was so scary!"

After drinking the water, the little guy wrapped his hands around her neck, and Yang Chuxia found his body trembling.

She held him tight, "There, there, Yangyang, don’t be afraid. Mom is right here with you, protecting you. There’s nothing to fear, okay?"

However, the little guy suddenly said, "Mom, what if Brother sees ghosts too? He doesn’t have Mom by his side. Let’s hurry and bring Brother back home."

"Alright, Mom promises you. We’ll go to the Capital City with Uncle Shaoling and bring Brother back home, okay?" Yang Chuxia felt a twinge of sorrow at his words and couldn’t help but resent the Emperor. Why did he take her son away for no reason?

"Okay!"

"That’s good, be good now. It’s late, go to sleep. Mom will hold you as you sleep, don’t be afraid."

As she spoke, Yang Chuxia gently patted his back until he fell asleep, then she too went to bed.

The next day, the little guy felt a bit better. When he woke up and saw his mother beside him, he was somewhat embarrassed.

"Mom, was I particularly unmanly yesterday?" he asked with a soft, mushy voice.

"Not at all. In Mom’s heart, Yangyang will always be brave." Yang Chuxia stroked his soft hair, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Can you tell Mom what you saw yesterday?"

Upon hearing this question, the little guy shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Alright then, let’s not talk about that." She picked him up and kissed him. "Time to get up, let’s go downstairs for breakfast."

"Mmm, breakfast!" Yangyang hurried to find his clothes and said, "After breakfast, let’s hurry up and leave this place, I really don’t want to stay here."

"Okay, we’ll do as you say!"

Soon Yang Chuxia was dressed, and Mingcui along with another maid brought in water for the mother and son to wash themselves. After feeding Yangyang two buns, Yang Chuxia took him downstairs.

By the time they reached the downstairs, Commandery Princess Dongyang and Mu Shaoling were already there.

Mu Shaoling, seeing Yangyang, couldn’t help but wear a conspicuous smile. Noting that the boy looked more spirited than last night, he teased, "Oh, not crying today? Such a big boy and still crying, and crying so loudly at that. Really shameful!"

"If Uncle saw it, you’d cry too!" Yangyang retorted vehemently, pouting and shouting back.

What he had seen the night before was indeed terrifying! He didn’t mean to cry on purpose!

"Pfft, I wouldn’t cry. Do you think everyone’s as timid as you? And a coward like you wants to marry my daughter? I don’t agree."

Irritated by his words, Yangyang took a big bite of his bun and then declared, "If I don’t marry, then I just won’t. I don’t want to anyway! If it comes to that, I’ll just marry Uncle Shaofeng’s daughter."

After finishing his declaration, he took another bite of his bun and muttered, "What’s so great about that, really annoying!"

"Don’t talk like that about Uncle, did you hear?" Yang Chuxia ruffled his head.

The little guy glared at Mu Shaoling before grunting in acknowledgment.

"Haha!" Mu Shaoling couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction, prompting Commandery Princess Dongyang to stomp on his foot a few times.

Seeing Yangyang’s puffed-up little face, Commandery Princess Dongyang coaxed him, "Yangyang, don’t listen to Uncle’s nonsense. Auntie has the final say over her daughter."