The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife Chapter 2106 - 2108: Nephew Echoes Uncle, Hearts in Sync

"Waiting for ?"

Before Yang Qingtong even sat down, he quickly said, "Brother-in-law, you really misunderstood Lele..."

Yang Qingtong repeated the conversation he had with Yang Chuxia to Ye Zi’an.

Ye Zi’an was a bit stunned, "But why is it so similar?" Even if the ideas are the sa, the sentences are almost identical, with just a few differences in wording. This is way too much of a coincidence.

"Coincidence," Yang Qingrui could only say that.

Yang Qingtong added, "Nephews take after their uncles, we’re on the sa wavelength."

However, Yang Chuxia said, "Anyway, no matter why they’re the sa, Qingrui and Qingtong have testified, so you can’t wrong him."

Ye Zi’an washed his hands and ca back, his gaze shifting back and forth between Yang Qingrui and Yang Qingtong. After a long pause, he asked, "Are you sure?"

Yang Qingtong nodded, "Of course!"

Yang Qingrui also raised his hand, "I testify."

"In that case, I believe him too." Seeing that neither of them avoided his gaze, Ye Zi’an was relieved. Naturally, he didn’t want to doubt his own son, but the similarities had made him think otherwise.

Before going to bed, Ye Zi’an went to Lele’s courtyard and saw that the light in his small study was still on, the door slightly ajar, so he quietly pushed the door open and went in.

The little figure under the lamp was buried in his desk work, completely unaware of soone else entering.

As he got closer, Ye Zi’an noticed the child was practicing the abacus, beads clacking loudly.

"Not bad!"

Seeing his fingers fly and each calculation spot-on, Ye Zi’an couldn’t help but praise aloud.

Lele looked up and saw it was him, then snorted coldly.

Obviously, he was still angry.

Ye Zi’an chuckled, "Still holding a grudge? Where did your manners go? Don’t you know you should call Dad?"

"Dad!" Lele pouted, called out once, then buried himself back in his abacus.

Seeing Lele’s interest, he said, "Your mother has a set of math formulas. Once you learn them, you won’t need an abacus or pen and paper to calculate; you can get the correct result ntally."

"Really?" Lele looked up, "Why haven’t I heard mom ntion this?"

"Of course there is." Ye Zi’an thought for a mont and added, "Actually, I know it too. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Inwardly, Ye Zi’an mused that apologizing to his son was indeed a bit difficult to say directly, so he could only use a roundabout tactic.

Unfortunately, Lele saw through his intention at once.

"I don’t want to learn from you." Lele continued, "I’ll ask mom tomorrow."

Ye Zi’an opened his mouth, thought for a mont, and said, "Your mom is busy, let teach you instead."

Lele gave him a sideways glance, "What do you want to say? Just say it straight. But if you want to accuse of copying Uncle’s work, I absolutely won’t admit it, and I won’t apologize."

After a long pause with Ye Zi’an saying nothing, Lele gave him an eviction order, "I’m done practicing, I want to sleep now, you can leave."

"Hey, you little brat, who kicks their dad out?" Ye Zi’an was displeased and said with a darkened face, "I’ll sleep here tonight."

Lele twitched his mouth, not understanding what Ye Zi’an was up to.

After the father and son washed up and went to bed, Lele quickly fell asleep.

Ye Zi’an watched his son’s little face, feeling a bit troubled, "Son, I wronged you, I’m sorry."

"Dad, if you want to apologize to , just say it directly to my face. I won’t laugh at you. Everyone makes mistakes sotis."

Originally asleep, Lele suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Ye Zi’an with a half-smile.