I’ll Butcher Pigs to Support You! 32p2

Chapter 32 p2

Next, they went to several shops to look at quilts, finally choosing an eight-catty one. It would be warm enough for the two of them to hold each other, and not too thick to be suffocating.

Then they bought a cover for the quilt. The seller, seeing that they bought it without hesitation, was quite straightforward and gave them two cotton pillows as a gift. After bargaining, the total was one hundred and thirty wen.

Another hundred or so wen gone. Song Yugui began to worry.

She had never felt that life was so difficult. After spending that hundred or so wen, she only had a little over two hundred left. She could only hope that the pig at home would sell for a good price.

Song Yugui thought this in her heart but didn’t let it show on her face, still smiling slowly so as not to worry her wife and have her go washing clothes for people again, her small hands all red and frozen.

Shen Xizhi never cared about money and only took the pocket money her wife gave her, so she had no idea how much money was left at home. She was in a relatively good mood and was even happier when she got a candied hawthorn from her wife as a reward on the way.

Yugui-jiejie had said that she had been obedient these past few days, so she was giving her this.

Yugui-jiejie is so good. Of course I’ll be obedient.

Shen Xizhi held the candied hawthorn, lowered her head, and hid the smiling expression in her eyes.

She didn’t need the love from plays. As long as the other treated her well, it was good enough.

They walked from the town back to the countryside, meeting countless people along the way. Some greeted Song Yugui, while others hid far away the moment they saw her.

Most of those who hid were women, and it was no wonder. With the original owner’s nature of constantly harassing women, who could stand it? If it were her, she would run too.

When they got home, they spread out the new, thick quilt. Song Yugui sat on it and felt incredibly soft.

But she always felt that something was missing. She looked down and laughed with anger. Oh, the straw mat was laid on top of straw.

Right. I still have to buy a thinner bed to put underneath to cushion my bottom. That’s what’s truly comfortable.

Song Yugui’s eyes roamed around the room, looking to see what else their house was missing. After she had an idea, she went out and picked up her basket. “Xizhi, I’m going outside to cut some pig feed. You can rest at home?”

Shen Xizhi’s body was frail. She had already run around the street with her today, and her legs were probably sore.

“Mmm, you go ahead. I’ll wait for you at home.”

The chicken hadn’t been fed yet, the courtyard hadn’t been swept, and there were still a few days’ worth of clothes to wash. She was also busy.

Song Yugui carried two newly woven bamboo baskets and cut two full baskets of pig feed. When she returned, the courtyard was silent. She called out for Xizhi, but no one answered. Just as she was wondering, Auntie Li came out with a basin of clothes. Seeing her looking around the courtyard, she said, “Xizhi went to wash clothes. I told her to go first.”

“Oh, where does she wash clothes? I’ll go take a look too.”

The clothes in the basin were not just Shen Xizhi’s, but also hers. How could she be so shameless as to let Shen Xizhi wash them alone?

“It’s just around the corner. You clearly don’t know how to do housework. You’ve never washed clothes before, have you?”

From the day she had moved in until today, it seemed that she had never seen Song Yugui at the place where they washed clothes. No wonder she didn’t even know where it was.

Song Yugui was embarrassed. She didn’t know if the original owner had ever washed clothes, but now the question was posed to her. Even if she had, it had to be that she hadn’t.

So Song Yugui shook her head firmly. “I… I don’t know how to wash clothes.”

In return, she received a contemptuous look from Auntie Li.

She didn’t speak, just silently followed behind Auntie Li. “The water in winter is the coldest. Xizhi is washing your clothes in such cold weather. You have to be good to her in the future. Xizhi and I both married here from other villages. Usually, I’m the only one who helps her and speaks up for her.”

Auntie Li took every opportunity to brainwash Song Yugui.

Song Yugui just nodded and said softly, “I know.”

That was all. She was not good at handling such situations.

Finally, she saw a gurgling stream, flowing down with a gurgling sound.

Song Yugui subconsciously looked up and scanned the bank, easily finding that slender, beautiful figure.

As the villain who had almost surpassed the female lead, besides her stunning beauty, Shen Xizhi also had an excellent temperament.

When she wasn’t smiling, she always gave off a cold and aloof feeling. In a crowd, she could always steal everyone’s attention with a single glance.

She was a girl who was just as stunning as the female lead.

And a girl that the male lead was definitely not worthy of.

If you asked her, the male lead wasn’t worthy of the female lead either. He had already had feelings for the villain, so it wasn’t even pure love. A man who farmed for a living, was he worthy of the resilient female lead, who had once been a rich young lady?

So thick-skinned. Must have been written by a male author. I give up.

Song Yugui cursed a lot more in her heart, then heard Auntie Li call out happily, “Xizhi, your family is here looking for you! They really can’t be away from you for a moment. They just got back, and when they didn’t see you, they started looking for you outside.”

After she spoke, Shen Xizhi didn’t immediately turn around happily. Instead, her body was a little stiff, her slender back straight, as if she were on guard against something.

Song Yugui didn’t think there was anything wrong and walked over. Just as she was about to speak to her, the woman beside her suddenly stood up.

Her beautiful face was filled with anger. She pointed a finger at her furiously. “Song Yugui, I’ve told you several times, stop following me!”

Song Yugui: Huh?

She looked the person up and down several times with difficulty before she could barely recognize her as the beautiful but somewhat narcissistic girl she had met several times when she had first transmigrated.

Just as she was about to speak, Auntie Li’s shrill voice cut in. “Aiyo, the village chief’s daughter is also washing clothes herself? It’s really too hard. Our Xiaogui is here to find her wife, not you. You must have misunderstood.”

Auntie Li had also heard about Song Yugui’s obsession with the village belle, but there had been no new gossip about the two of them for a long time, so she must have… no relationship with her anymore, right?

She looked at Song Yugui, her expression a little suspicious. She can’t be thinking of having both girls, can she?

This is the village chief’s daughter, the girl the original owner liked?

She was indeed worthy of the title of village belle, very beautiful, but she still preferred the villain.

“Miss, I’m here to take my wife home, not, uh… following you.”

No matter what the original owner thought, her reputation had to be cleared little by little. She couldn’t stand being pointed at and talked about by others anymore. The very thought of it made her fists clench.

“Take your wife home?”

The other’s expression was clearly suspicious and unbelieving. After a moment, she lifted her chin. “Hmph, I heard you’ve been telling everyone that you’ve turned over a new leaf and will be good to your wife?”

Song Yugui: …

I don’t even know two people in the village. Where would I go and say that?

But she didn’t need to explain. “Miss Village Belle, Xizhi is my wife. Of course I should treat her well.”

Seeing that she had no intention of obsessing over the village belle, Auntie Li was relieved and squatted down by the bank to start washing clothes.

The village belle’s pretty face darkened when she heard this. What ‘Miss Village Belle’? What the hell is she calling me!

Song Yugui didn’t remember the village belle’s name. She had specifically asked before and had some impression, but today, seeing her so suddenly, she couldn’t remember.

The village belle was also here to wash clothes. She crossed her slightly red hands over her chest, her face full of arrogance. “Hmph, don’t think you can get my attention by playing hard to get. I’ve told you before, I don’t swing that way, and I don’t like you!”

What ‘Miss Village Belle’? Calling me that must be on purpose. I wasn’t sure before, but now I’m sure and certain. Song Yugui must have followed me here, and she even used her own wife as a cover. Tsk, tsk, Shen Xizhi is also a pitiful person. I wonder if she heard what I just said.

Song Yugui was shocked by the village belle’s confidence. What must the original owner have said to the village belle to make her so confident that she couldn’t possibly fall for someone else? Is she crazy? Didn’t she leave any way out for the person who came after?

She subconsciously looked at her wife, who had never turned her head. She was clearly talking beside her, but she hadn’t jumped on her, nor had she glanced at her. She always felt… that she was a little unhappy.

“I know. I’m not playing hard to get, and I don’t like you.”

She had said several times that she was clinging to her, describing her as some kind of creepy pervert. She had already explained, and had rarely appeared in front of her recently, but she still had to say that. Even a clay figure has a bit of a temper.

Song Yugui’s face turned a little cold.

“Hmph, you’ve already said that to me many times!”

…

She had really blocked all the paths for those who came after. She wanted to pull the original owner back and whip her soul. Are you sick, are you sick, are you sick?

The corners of Song Yugui’s mouth twitched. In the end, she could only say with difficulty, “I’m telling the truth this time, whether you believe it or not.”

“Che, I hope it’s true.”

Song Xinyu arrogantly lifted her head, then glared at Song Yugui again.

She didn’t know if she was done washing or if she just didn’t want to stay here after seeing Song Yugui. She picked up her laundry basin and left.

Song Yugui frowned at her retreating figure, still feeling very bad about the current situation.

She squatted down, about to take the washing stick from Shen Xizhi’s hand, but who knew that the other would silently shift a little, avoiding her fingers.

Song Yugui was stunned. She looked up and saw the woman’s beautiful face was cold, her thin lips pressed into a straight line. She didn’t even look at her, just continued to beat the clothes.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!!”

The force was heavier with each blow. With each thud, Song Yugui’s body would tremble, as if the stick wasn’t hitting the clothes, but her.

In the end, she and Auntie Li both looked at Shen Xizhi in silence.

They had to look. The water from the clothes being beaten was splashing into Auntie Li’s mouth.