Chapter 28 p1
Song Yugui held her in her arms, nuzzling and coaxing, and finally, she was willing to believe her a little, but only a little.
Her red, rabbit-like eyes lifted timidly, looking at her cautiously. After a moment’s hesitation, she said in a pitiful, breathy voice, “Then you must not sell me. I will… I will take good care of the house for you. I won’t just wait to be fed without doing anything. I’ll be good, QAQ.”
The young woman showed her weakness, then snuggled softly into her chest.
Song Yugui: Oh my god, so pitiful!
How could the original owner bear to bully such a pitifully charming girl!
She’s really not human, really not human! It’s a good thing I transmigrated. I feel so sorry for her.
Song Yugui held her tightly in her arms, coaxing and promising repeatedly, “I won’t sell you, I definitely won’t sell you. Even if I have no money, even if I sell myself, I won’t sell you.”
She promised solemnly.
Shen Xizhi’s arms wrapped around the snowy, slender neck in front of her, her body leaning against her soft chest. Under her long lashes, her eyes darkened, but the voice that came out was as delicate and soft as ever, with a hint of reluctance. “If you sell yourself, what will I do? You can’t sell me, and you’re not allowed to sell yourself either.”
Aiya, so obedient and on her side, and so easy to coax!
Her heart softened even more. She held her and bounced her a little, saying in a sweet, coaxing tone, “Alright, alright, I won’t sell myself. I’ll stay and earn money for Xiaozhi’er to spend, right?”
Shen Xizhi didn’t speak, as if she were shy, and buried her head in her embrace.
Her lashes were a little moist again, but she held it back, not wanting Song Yugui to see that she was still crying, still anxious and terrified.
How could she believe her completely? In the year since she had married into the family, Song Yugui had shown herself to be that kind of person. It had only been two months since she had suddenly changed. How could she be so big-hearted as to simply believe the her of these two months, and not the her of the past year?
Shen Xizhi’s hand, gripping her clothes, tightened, wrinkling them.
But it didn’t matter. These were old clothes, already wrinkled.
“Alright, no selling, no selling at all. So don’t be angry anymore.”
Song Yugui looked down at the wrinkled clothes and didn’t mind, muttering as she carried her a few quick steps, bouncing her like she was coaxing a child, which frightened the young woman into hugging her neck tightly.
Her strength had really increased a lot. When she had first transmigrated, if she had had to carry the villain, let alone walk two steps, she wouldn’t have been able to lift her even if she had worked herself to death. But now it was different.
She carried her wife a couple of steps, stopped by the coarse hemp rope, coaxed her a little, and then, without a sound, kicked the rope away.
Hmph, I’ll burn you later.
She couldn’t possibly get angry at her wife who had almost hanged herself. It wouldn’t be good if she scared her. She could only vent her anger on the rope.
After all this commotion, the sky had long since darkened. Song Yugui carefully placed her on the bed, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, and coaxed her, “You were frightened today. Rest for a while. I’ll go make dinner. I’ll call you when it’s ready.”
She wasn’t very good with the stove, but she could cook.
But Shen Xizhi couldn’t rest for a moment. Hearing that she was going to cook, she quickly got off the bed, pressed her lips together, tugged at a corner of the woman’s clothes, and said with her head bowed, “I’d better do it. Wife can just watch me.”
The ways she could earn money, Song Yugui wouldn’t let her do… She was being kept at home by Song Yugui, eating and drinking for free. Naturally, she had to tidy the house every day, wash her clothes, and cook for her. Otherwise, what if one day she really thought she was useless and insisted on selling her?
When she saw Song Bao, she couldn’t help but think, Is it because it’s too much to support two people that she wants to give up?
But clearly… she watched her eat every day, afraid that she would eat too little. Clearly, she wasn’t that cruel to her.
Her nails unconsciously dug into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks.
In her heart, she was still angry, both resentful and hateful.
She said she didn’t remember ever having the idea of selling her. She didn’t believe it.
How could someone’s memory be so bad? Those words could only fool a three-year-old child.
Shen Xizhi was unhappy, but she never showed it, always keeping her head bowed, very obedient and gentle, the very picture of a good and virtuous wife.
“No, you’ve been tired all day. You should rest, hmm?”
She felt that her little wife’s spirits were still not good. Her hair was a little messy, her eyes were red, and her small face was pale. It was a pitiful sight, and she needed to rest.
Shen Xizhi shook her head. “How am I tired? Wife is the one who’s tired, busy in the restaurant all day, earning money to support the family. I should be the one to do it.”
Her body kept getting closer to her, but her tone carried an unconscious distance. Song Yugui’s heart skipped a beat. She knew this meant she didn’t trust her, nor did she forgive her.
Alright, I can’t blame the villain. I can only blame the original owner. It’s all because the original owner did too many bad things.
Seeing her anxious gaze, she couldn’t bear to refuse. After a while, she said gently and sweetly to her little wife, “Mmm, then… you do it. I’ll help you with the fire?”
She didn’t want to do nothing, nor did she want to tire her wife.
“Mmm.”
Shen Xizhi replied weakly, lifted her skirt, and turned to wash the vegetables outside.
The vegetables were leftovers from the restaurant. By tomorrow, they would have wilted, so the owner had told her to take them home to eat.
Speaking of which, she had grown fond of the restaurant. The work was tiring, but it was stable. It was just… not very convenient to bring her wife.
She had to keep her wife by her side.
Otherwise, she would worry.
Auntie Li stood in the courtyard, craning her neck to look outside. She was only relieved when she saw smoke rising from the neighboring house. She wiped her hands on her gray clothes and went inside.
Uncle Song was sitting inside, taking a small sip of wine. He looked up when she came in. “How is it?”
Their son, who was in the middle of shoveling rice, looked up with a blank expression. “What how is it?”
The words weren’t directed at him, and no one had any intention of paying him any mind.
They all ignored him. Auntie Li nodded. “It looks like they’ve made up. I’ll ask Xizhi to go to the market in town with me tomorrow and ask her about it then. It’s probably just that she was angry about Yugui fooling around and couldn’t think straight for a moment…”
The son, who had just been about to start shoveling rice again, paused. Hmm? Who couldn’t think straight?
His dark face turned to look at his mother, who was eating, then to his father, who was drinking. No one was talking to him about this.
“Mmm.”
Dinner tonight was stir-fried green vegetables with the leftover pork from yesterday, also stir-fried with lard. The fragrant smell of oil wafted out as soon as it was cooked.
Song Yugui first gave Shen Xizhi a few chopsticks of the crisp and refreshing green vegetables, piling her bowl high, before she was satisfied and lowered her head to eat her own food.
Shen Xizhi’s hand, holding the chopsticks, tightened. She had deliberately served herself much less rice, wanting to show that she was easy to raise and only needed to eat a little. But… the missing rice had been filled with vegetables by Song Yugui. Half a plate of vegetables was in her bowl.
She looked up, wanting to speak but hesitating. Song Yugui noticed and warmly urged her, “Hurry up and eat. After we eat, I’ll take you outside to sit for a while, and then we’ll go to sleep. You’ve been tired all day.”
Shen Xizhi poked the green vegetables she had stir-fried herself and replied in a low voice, thinking, Forget it. She knows what she’s doing.
The young woman’s mouth was small, and she could only eat a little at a time, chewing slowly with her cheeks full. In her heart, a trace of sweetness flowed unconsciously because of Song Yugui’s consideration, but she forcefully suppressed it.
Don’t think she’s good anymore. She’s not good. Don’t trust her so quickly.
Shen Xizhi was like a turtle. The moment she was hurt a little, she would immediately retreat into her shell and refuse to come out. She was afraid of being hurt again. No one had ever been good to her since she was little. She felt… that no one in the world would ever be good to her.
“Eat more. Look how thin you are.”
She hadn’t noticed it before, but today, seeing her lying on the bed, looking so listless, she suddenly felt that she was very thin, so thin it was out of shape. She hadn’t been able to fatten her up after all this time.
“Mmm.”
Shen Xizhi was obedient, doing whatever she was told. But… their intimate conversations at the dinner table were gone.
The young woman just ate quietly with her head bowed. After she finished, she got up to clear the table, preparing to wash the dishes.
Water had been added to the pot and heated with the leftover firewood from cooking. The water was just hot enough for washing the dishes.
Seeing that she had finished eating, Song Yugui quickly finished her own rice and helped to clear the table.
“I’ll wash. You rest for a while.”
She’s been telling me to rest all day, but I haven’t done any work. I’m not tired. I don’t need to rest…
Shen Xizhi was anxious, always feeling that if she wasn’t diligent enough, she would be sold.
“I’ll wash, you rest. Don’t overthink it, hmm?”
She was afraid that this person would keep thinking and thinking, getting stuck in some corner, and then she wouldn’t be able to coax her no matter what.
What the original owner had done was undeniable. Reincarnation was unheard of for the ancients, and she didn’t dare to say it, so she could only take the blame. It was normal for Xizhi not to believe her.
Shen Xizhi didn’t dare to rest. Seeing that she insisted on washing the dishes, she didn’t dare to talk back anymore. After watching her for a while, she suddenly turned around and ran into the house. Soon, she came out with a small stool, carried it all the way to the stove, sat down with her legs together, her back straight, and her jade-like fingers resting obediently on her knees, watching her wash the dishes.
Song Yugui’s dishwashing movements paused. She thought that her being so prim and proper was very cute. If her hands weren’t wet, she would have rubbed her head again.
Sitting there so obediently, like a little kitten.
There were only two of them eating, so there weren’t many dishes. Song Yugui quickly finished washing.
Shen Xizhi had been frightened today, so she didn’t want her to see too many people, afraid that a second Song Bao would pop up. Their daily walk was temporarily put on hold. She took her… to sit in the courtyard and feel the cold wind, as a way to change their mood.
The table and chairs that had originally been in the courtyard had been moved inside because of the cold weather, but now they were moved out again by Song Yugui.
The two of them sat on either side, leaning against each other intimately, mainly with Song Yugui holding her little wife.
Shen Xizhi was also obedient and docile, single-mindedly trying to please her. After she reached out and put an arm around her waist, she also reached out and hugged her tightly, which formed an embrace!
After dinner, Auntie Li came out to check on them, worried. She thought, Don’t let her beat her wife again. But she saw the two of them hugging in “public.” After a long silence, she silently went back.
Uncle Song was about to come out to get some water when he saw her with a complicated expression. He subconsciously asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
Auntie Li was speechless. Her thinking was still very conservative.
Seeing that she wasn’t speaking, Uncle Song thought it was a little strange, but he didn’t press her. He continued to go out to get water, and then, after a short while, he also came back.
His face was complicated.
He really couldn’t accept the fact that his niece was a lesbian. He always felt that she had let her parents down.
