The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Although he did not tell Yang Chuxia, she knew that life in the palace was definitely not as good as he described it to be.

Otherwise, why would they need someone to help him look after the house when he left the palace?

"Since that’s the case, when you go back, mother will prepare some things for you."

After thinking it over, Yang Chuxia added, "Your father will also come to the Capital City in a few days, and then mother will have him speak to the Emperor to take you out of the palace. Your father and I worry about you when you’re not here, fearing something might happen to you in the palace. Those people in the palace have hearts as sieve-like as their brains; seeing the Emperor favor you, they would surely be jealous. Some people will provoke you even if you do not provoke them first."

"Mhm, mother, I understand," Lele nodded in agreement.

"Exactly, brother, I’ve missed you a lot too," Yangyang clung to Yang Chuxia’s legs and nodded vigorously.

Hearing this, Lele smiled and patted his younger brother’s hair, feeling that being with family was such a good feeling, not having to be constantly wary of others.

"But, mother, will it work if father steps in?" Lele was rather worried about this.

"If your father can’t do it, isn’t there still your cousin uncle and the others?" Yang Chuxia smiled. "Alright, leave these matters to the adults to worry about. You and Yangyang go play with your younger brothers and sisters, mother will go to the kitchen to make dinner for you."

"Wow, mother, are you going to cook?" Upon hearing this, Yangyang exclaimed in surprise, "Mother, it’s been so long since I’ve had a meal you’ve made. Brother has it good with you, I can’t even get it when I want to."

Yang Chuxia laughed, "Didn’t you say that you didn’t like what mother cooked?"

"Did I say that? How come I don’t know about that?" Yangyang shook his head left and right.

Ignoring his playful antics, Yang Chuxia went on ahead. Actually, Yangyang was not wrong, her cooking really wasn’t very tasty, but with her precious son returning, she still wanted to personally cook a meal for him.

Upon arriving in the kitchen, Yang Chuxia found everything quite well-prepared, so she chose a piece of fresh pork belly.

She took some flour, eggs, spring onions, and other ingredients, planning to make Lele’s favorite, steamed pork with rice flour. However, once it was done, she sighed again, worrying whether her son’s tastes had changed after being away for more than half a year and whether he still liked sugar in it.

After preparing for her eldest son, seeing there was also a duck, she made a dish of old duck soup, as Yangyang, the youngster, had always liked old duck soup and his preference never changed.

By the time she finished preparing dinner, it was already somewhat late, but that did not dampen the high spirits in which her two sons awaited the meal.

"Mother, I want to sleep with you tonight!" After dinner, Lele clung to her clothes and begged.

"Of course, mother wants to sleep with you too," Yang Chuxia stroked his head. "Go wash up with Mingcui."

Upon seeing this, Yangyang quickly joined in, "You’re not thinking of leaving me behind, are you? That won’t do, I want to sleep with you both too."

"You just love the hustle and bustle," Yang Chuxia flicked his little forehead, "I’d forget no one but you. Tonight the three of us will sleep together. Hurry and go wash up with your brother."

"Yay, brother, let’s hurry up," Yangyang cheered.

The little ones moved quickly, and by the time Yang Chuxia got ready and came over, the two children were already wrapped in blankets, peering out.

"Mother, come quick!"

Yangyang beckoned with his little hand.

Seeing her two sons lying side by side, each with their little heads sticking out, Yang Chuxia’s heart melted instantly.

She smiled gently, "Do you two want to sleep on one side, or should mother sleep in the middle, and the two of you on either side of her?"