The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Originally, if he hadn’t cried out, Mu Shaoling had planned to have a nice talk with him, but his shouting made Mu Shaoling angry.

What the hell, is this a son or someone here to collect a debt? Your own father holds you and you still cry for help?

"Shut your mouth!" Mu Shaoling shouted angrily, "Keep talking, and I’ll throw you into a beggar’s nest."

Upon hearing this, Cheng stopped his crying for a moment, stared at him for a while, and then pouted.

Commandery Princess Dongyang, not sure what he was going to do, followed him, "Hey, you better not hit him!"

Mu Shaoling rolled his eyes upon hearing this, "I’m his father!"

"Just because you’re his father, that’s why I’m worried," Commandery Princess Dongyang retorted.

Mu Shaoling nearly blew his top, couldn’t this woman speak properly?

"Don’t you come in here, or I really might hit him." Mu Shaoling entered the room, put Cheng on the ground, and with a bang, shut the door behind him.

Only then did he turn to look at Cheng.

Cheng also looked back at him, puzzled, wondering what on earth he was up to.

"I am your father!" Mu Shaoling finally said after a long time. Seeing that Cheng didn’t respond, Mu Shaoling added, "I am your own father!"

But all Mu Shaoling got in response was an eye roll.

"Call me father! Today you must call me father! Otherwise... otherwise, I’ll throw you into the ocean."

Cheng twiddled his little fingers, pondered for a long time, and then stretched out his hand, "Money!"

"...What?" Mu Shaoling almost thought he had heard wrong.

"Call father, money!" Cheng patiently repeated.

Mu Shaoling was both surprised and shocked, and it took him a while to find his voice again, "I’m asking you to call me father, and you want money for it?"

Did Mu Shaoling have any doubts this was his son? Who had switched his son? How could such a little rascal already know about money?

Cheng nodded indifferently, "Money!" Then he turned his head, making it clear that without money, he wouldn’t call him father.

As if struck by a thought, Mu Shaoling asked, "When you call your mother, does she also give you money?" If that was the case, wasn’t this son too fond of money?

But Cheng, apparently unwilling to answer this question, just stared at him, as if saying, figure it out for yourself.

This left Mu Shaoling, who originally wanted to have a good talk with his son, resorting to violence if the talk failed, feeling that the conversation was going nowhere.

It was the first time he had encountered such a peculiar child, completely at a loss.

But he still wanted to be called father, what to do? If the kid never called him dad, even little Yangyang would tease him, but if he gave him money for calling him dad, how could he respect himself?

Cheng just watched his face twisting this way and that until he finally sat upright, slammed his hand on the table with some force, put on what he thought was a serious expression, and shouted angrily, "You little rascal, I am your father, and you want money to call me dad? Are you asking for a beating, huh?"

As he spoke, he even raised his hand as if ready to strike.

Then, Cheng shouted at the top of his lungs towards the door, "Wah, help, help..." His high-pitched cries made Mu Shaoling facepalm, as he hadn’t even touched the kid.

"Shut up, or I really will hit you!"

Outside the door, Commandery Princess Dongyang immediately roared upon hearing him, "Mu Shaoling, you are not allowed to hit him, do you hear me? Otherwise, you and I are not finished!"

"Help, help!" The child cried even louder upon hearing her.

And so, with the mother shouting from outside and the son shouting from inside, Mu Shaoling was completely done for.