I’ll Butcher Pigs to Support You! 18

Chapter 18

With only the two of them at home, Song Yugui hadn’t brought back any vegetables. They ate the leftover cabbage from before, along with some wild vegetables, and made congee again.

Late at night, after washing up, Song Yugui lay in bed, unable to sleep. She couldn’t figure it out—how could money in ancient times be so hard to hold onto?

When she first received the one hundred and fifty wen, she had thought it was a lot. After all, Shen Xizhi had been able to buy almost a catty of rice with just four wen.

But today, she had been told that the rice jar was empty…

She really was muddle-headed. A catty of vegetables was a lot, but a catty of rice wasn’t much at all.

Besides rice, she also had to buy some other food to improve their diet. Eating vegetarian every day, she was about to turn into a rabbit.

After Song Yugui, Shen Xizhi washed up. When she was done, she climbed onto the bed from the outside, dressed only in a thin inner garment, and sat down obediently to undress.

Once again, her clean, snowy-white body was revealed.

Song Yugui’s gaze fell casually on the pile of clothes beside her, then paused. They were covered in patches.

Damn it, she thought. I have to buy clothes for the villain too.

How long could three hundred wen a month last?

Not long at all.

Her heart died.

Thinking about how everything in life cost money, Song Yugui didn’t want to talk. She just lifted her hand and beckoned to the villain.

The other immediately came over obediently and nestled in the crook of her arm.

She thought that if she were a little more obedient, maybe she could make Song Yugui stay like this for a little longer.

“Wife.”

“Mmm, sleep.”

She wrapped one arm around the woman’s thin back and the other around her smooth thigh, tucking her into the quilt.

Shen Xizhi’s doe-like eyes were so soft they could have dripped water. As she pressed her body tightly against the other’s, their pointed breasts touching, she asked softly, “Does Wife have money now?”

Song Yugui replied faintly, “Mmm, I got an advance on half a month’s wages.”

“Oh, then we have to spend it sparingly.”

The young woman unconsciously nuzzled her face against hers, her voice growing even softer. She could have done without the pastries. Pastries were so expensive; they could have bought a lot of rice.

Although they were sweet and delicious.

“Don’t worry about the money. Just take care of yourself.”

Although the villain hadn’t said it directly, she had immediately understood what she meant. Hmph, is she blaming me for wasting money on pastries? She really doesn’t know what’s good for her.

Feeling that she had been scolded, Shen Xizhi let out a wronged “oh” and snuggled into her embrace, saying no more.

At first, sleeping naked in someone’s arms had been extremely unfamiliar and embarrassing, but now… she was slowly getting used to it.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Song Yugui woke up again. As usual, she bundled Shen Xizhi up in the quilt and went out with her sickle and basket to cut pig feed.

The pigs ate twice a day and were no longer as skinny as they had been at first, when no one would have wanted to buy their meat.

She was still waiting for the big pig to have piglets, and then she would slaughter a pig and eat pork.

Only then could she eat to her heart’s content.

After finishing the hard work of cutting the pig feed, she returned to find that Shen Xizhi had already used the last of the rice to make congee and was sitting in the courtyard mending clothes.

The clothes were a drab gray, and she didn’t know if they were hers or Shen Xizhi’s.

They were so ugly she couldn’t bear to look at them.

In the village, men mostly wore gray and black, but women’s clothes were usually a little brighter, a little prettier.

Except for the two of them…

What kind of life is this?

Song Yugui was dissatisfied, but she didn’t let it show on her face.

Lest the villain let her imagination run wild again and think she had a problem with her.

Giving her the cold shoulder was a small matter; plotting to kill her was a big one.

“Congee again?”

Song Yugui put the pig feed in the courtyard and went inside to ask.

Shen Xizhi knew she didn’t like congee, but there was nothing she could do. She nodded slightly. “Now that Wife has found a job, we won’t have to eat congee all the time.”

She hurried out to meet her. After Song Yugui had resignedly sat down to eat her congee, she hesitated for a moment, then placed her pale fingers on the woman’s shoulders and began to massage them gently.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to eat?”

Shen Xizhi shook her head. “I’ll eat later. Is cutting pig feed very tiring? From now on, Wife shouldn’t get up early to cut it. I can just cut it twice a day.”

In the past, there had been no hope, so she had only thought about not letting the pigs die. Anyway, if she fattened them up, they would just be sold by her to spend money on other women.

But now it was different. Song Yugui was different.

“No need. You just stay at home. If you’re bored, you can do some cleaning. I’m not that tired. Sit down and eat. Don’t stand there.”

She took one of her long, slender, soft white hands and pulled her in front of her.

Her face was helpless. “I’m not used to someone standing behind me, watching me eat.”

She hadn’t been transmigrated into some young lady; she was just a commoner. This was so awkward.

Only then did Shen Xizhi press her rosy lips together and sit down cautiously beside Song Yugui. Her doe-like eyes were filled with gentleness, and she tugged at her sleeve, which was close at hand.

Song Yugui’s heart skipped a beat. She immediately guessed that there was another reason for her change in attitude today.

Her hand, holding the chopsticks, tightened. She heard the woman’s voice in her ear, her breath like an orchid, as she whispered a plea, “Wife, can I go to town for a walk? I haven’t been in a long time.”

A weight was suddenly lifted from her, and she felt comfortable again.

Hah, is that all? Just a walk in town. What’s the big deal?

Seeing that Song Yugui didn’t answer immediately, Shen Xizhi panicked again and tugged at her sleeve, swaying it coquettishly. “Wife~ I’ve already made plans with Auntie.”

She pouted, looking even a little wronged.

Ridiculous. I didn’t say no. What’s there to be wronged about?

Song Yugui coughed into her hand. “Alright, alright. If you want to go, then go. You don’t have to ask me. I won’t stop you from going out.”

Going out for a walk once in a while was also good for one’s physical and mental health. She shouldn’t be like in the novel, growing wantonly in a dark corner, jealous of everyone.

Shen Xizhi was beautiful, and her temperament was obedient and soft. She should be cherished for her whole life.

Since she liked men… she would help her choose in the future.

Whether it was a woman or a man, she would definitely choose the gentlest, most suitable person to be Shen Xizhi’s other half!

Hearing that she could go out, Shen Xizhi’s eyes instantly lit up, and her gaze seemed to soften even more.

Song Yugui finished her congee in a few gulps and took out a money pouch from her robes. Inside were the one hundred and thirty-two copper coins left over from yesterday.

Logically, she should give the money to the villain to show her respect.

But! She had a habit of saving her own money. Watching her savings grow was a very happy thing. She couldn’t stand giving her money to someone else to keep. She had no sense of security.

So she just counted out the thirty-two copper coins and handed them to Shen Xizhi, a little embarrassed. “Have fun in town. Take the money and buy something to eat if you want.”

Shen Xizhi hadn’t expected her to give her money. Seeing the stack of copper coins lying in her pale palm, she was truly stunned.

She… she’s even changed her stingy nature toward me? She’s willing to give me money…

The corners of Shen Xizhi’s lips unconsciously turned up, but she didn’t take it. “I have money. You don’t have to give me any.”

Her voice was soft and sweet, very pleasant to hear.

But Song Yugui looked at her suspiciously. “Where do you have money? You haven’t been washing clothes for other people behind my back again, have you?”

Shen Xizhi’s expression stiffened, and she looked away unnaturally.

Song Yugui: …

She was not happy. Her brows were furrowed enough to crush a passing mosquito. “Didn’t I tell you not to wash clothes? Why are you still doing it? I’ll earn the money. The weather is getting cold; do you want to get frostbite? And it’s only one wen per bucket. What’s the point of washing it!”

So cheap. Does she think my villain is some kind of cheap labor? She’s not a college student!

Although her tone was serious and fierce, Shen Xizhi could still hear the concern in her words. It was for her own good.

She pressed her red lips together and explained softly, “No, some families give more. It’s not always just one wen.”

“Hah, that’s not allowed either. Washing too many clothes hurts your hands. If you’re bored, go out for a walk and make some friends.”

“Oh.”

After being scolded sternly, Shen Xizhi was not unhappy. The gloomy, oppressive feeling didn’t even appear. Her eyes were bright, and she ladled another bowl of congee for her. “Wife, have some more. Can we go to town together later?”

“Alright. But you’re not allowed to wash clothes for anyone when I’m not around. Do you hear me?”

“Mmm, mmm, mmm, I hear you.”

She was very obedient, always had been.