The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife Chapter 1294 - 1296 Don’t Think I’m Blind1

Seeing Yang Chuxia not speaking, Lele pouted and said, "I don’t like her entering my study."

"Okay, Mom will talk to her later and tell her not to go into your study in the future. Is it okay for Li’s mom to help you clean up your study together?" She touched her son’s little head, thinking he was indeed clever.

"Good, Li’s mom is nice."

Lele really liked this mom and felt she was like family.

"Of course, she watched you grow up, while Ming Yu just got here recently," Yang Chuxia sighed inwardly, this new one really was unreliable.

"Mom has got it figured out. Go and drink sugar cane juice with your brother before he finishes it all."

Yangyang, holding a cup of sugar cane juice, imdiately shouted, "I won’t! I’ll save so for brother."

"Yes, Mom knows you’re a good brother," Yang Chuxia said with a smile at once.

"Mom, you should also take a sip." Seeing her smile, Yangyang hurriedly offered his cup, "Have a taste, Mom. It’s very sweet."

Unable to refuse the kind offer, Yang Chuxia took a sip.

After she drank, Little Yangyang chuckled, "I’m also a good son, right?"

Yang Chuxia was in a dilemma whether to swallow or not. The child had given her sugar cane juice, clearly just to praise himself. Indeed, everyone knew how to set traps, no matter their age.

"We also need to save a cup for my handso dad," the little guy said next.

And when he went to cradle that big bowl with his tiny hands, she was afraid he would drop it, quickly stepping forward to take it, "Let Mom do it. I knew you favor your handso dad; you saved a whole cup for him but only a sip for ."

Alright, Yang Chuxia was childishly jealous.

Upon hearing this, Yangyang’s eyes twirled around, then he said, "Because handso dad is handso, of course."

Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes. So all this filial piety was fake, you just fancy your handso dad’s face, right?

Lele couldn’t help but say, "Brother, dad and I look alike, so you should share half of your cup with ."

Lele thought to himself, Dad is handso, I look like dad, so I’m handso too.

Yangyang pursed his lips and huffed, "You don’t look like handso dad. Don’t think I’m blind."

Yang Chuxia: "..."

Lele: "..."

Seeing that neither of them was speaking, Little Yangyang smugly carried the other cup he had saved to the side and thoughtfully covered it with a lid.

At dinner, there were stead at with rice flour that Lele loved, duck soup that Yangyang enjoyed, pickled cabbage that Yunyun wanted, and like Lele, Linyu had his sights on the stead at.

But the one who was supposed to be back for dinner at this ti had not yet returned.

So a group of people were still waiting.

Yangyang, resting his little chin on his hand, looked at the circle of delicacies and couldn’t help muttering, "Why isn’t handso dad back yet?"

Yang Chuxia glanced at the ti and said, "Nevermind, let’s not wait for them. We’ll eat first." Neither Ye Zi’an nor Yang Qingtong ca back for dinner.

It wasn’t until everyone had finished eating that the two ca back, one after the other.

"Why are you so late?"

Before Ye Zi’an could speak, Yang Qingtong said, "Sis, soone ca to report a missing girl in Mianyang County today."

"Soone went missing in Mianyang County too?"

"Yeah," Yang Qingtong nodded, "And she disappeared right from her ho. The family had dinner early in the evening and then went to bed, but when they got up in the morning, the courtyard door was open, and the girl’s room was empty."