Chapter 34 p2
Song Yugui breathed a sigh of relief and became serious again. “Then you’re not allowed to mention that I used to like the village belle again. I stopped liking her a long time ago. It’s one thing for others to continue to believe that, but you’re my wife…”
You can’t believe it. Anyone else can believe it, but you can’t.
Her gaze was exceptionally serious.
Shen Xizhi didn’t care if she really didn’t like Song Xinyu anymore. They would never have any possibility.
And if she got angry again, Yugui-jiejie would ignore her, would hate her, would be annoyed with her.
So she didn’t hesitate to reply, “I know. I don’t believe it. I don’t believe what others say anymore. From now on, I’ll only believe your words.”
She had vaguely heard this before, as if during their last argument. But the moment something happened, she immediately didn’t believe her again.
Forget it. As long as she can be coaxed, as long as she doesn’t cry.
Song Yugui’s voice was muffled. “Mmm, then I’m going to cut pig feed.”
“Mmm, I’ll wait for you at home.”
She was like any other wife waiting for her husband to return, standing in the courtyard and watching her from afar, unwilling to go back even when the cold wind blew. She was so foolish.
Their argument ended abruptly. Song Yugui was already afraid of the village belle. On her way to cut pig feed, she saw the village belle also cutting pig feed from a distance. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she immediately took a long detour to cut. A little farther was not a problem. If the village belle saw her in a little while, she would say she was following her again.
She was a good citizen of society. How could she do something as improper as following someone?
Song Yugui ran far away to work and diligently cut a large pile of pig feed. It was naturally late when she returned. The moment she reached her gate, she saw Shen Xizhi with one hand on the gate, craning her neck, anxiously looking out. When she saw her, her face lit up, and the corners of her lips quickly curved into a soft smile. She lifted her skirt and hurried over, taking the initiative to take the basket from her, her voice filled with a hint of grievance. “Yugui-jiejie, you’re finally back. I thought you didn’t want to see me and were angry with me.”
Shen Xizhi pouted, her tone sounding very wronged.
Song Yugui was helpless. “The pig feed was a little farther today, so I was delayed. Where else could I go? I’m not as petty as you.”
To get angry with her just because of a few slanderous words from the village belle, making her head ache. She wasn’t that petty. How could she easily be willing to get angry with Shen Xizhi? As long as the other didn’t get angry with her, it would be fine.
Seeing her walk toward the backyard, Shen Xizhi quickly followed, and hearing her still concerned about today’s events and even thinking she was petty, a layer of thin mist immediately covered her beautiful eyes. She thought, I’m just jealous…
“Wife~”
The basket was on the woman’s back. She hugged Song Yugui’s arm and acted coquettishly to divert her attention.
Song Yugui glanced at her, quite used to her soft and clingy voice, but still said, “Don’t call me that anymore. We’re not some noble family. It’s so strange to call me that.” If people knew that their family had such a rule, they would probably laugh at her secretly.
“Oh, I’m just used to it.”
Shen Xizhi felt that she had been scolded a little. Her long lashes lowered, and she fiddled with her sleeves, looking a little sad.
Song Yugui glanced at her and started to feel a little restless. Ah, did I make the villain sad again? How am I so capable of making the villain sad and cry at every turn?
A gentle hand landed on Shen Xizhi’s head. She pressed her lips together, but her lowered eyes flashed with a hint of light, and her small head unconsciously nuzzled under her palm.
Song Yugui also softened her tone. “Alright, I didn’t mean to scold you. Don’t be unhappy. What’s for dinner tonight?”
She took the basket of pig feed that the woman was carrying for her and asked.
After being coaxed a little, Shen Xizhi’s expression seemed to improve. She replied with a soft “Mmm,” and her small, beautiful, and delicate face looked up. Seeing Song Yugui go to feed the pigs, she also wanted to follow, saying coquettishly, “I stewed some meat. We’ll have meat tonight.”
“Alright, as long as there’s stewed meat.”
She hadn’t been that fond of meat before, but after coming to ancient times and eating vegetarian for three meals a day, meat was now her favorite food!
“Mmm, mmm.”
Shen Xizhi replied and followed her.
Song Yugui still felt awkward. They had been arguing all day, and it had ended so abruptly. She always felt that something was wrong.
Seeing Shen Xizhi always following her, she couldn’t help but ask again, “You believe me, right?”
Shen Xizhi was stunned, then showed a soft smile and nodded obediently. “Mmm, mmm. Yugui-jiejie is my wife. Of course I believe my wife.”
Seeing Song Yugui open her mouth, she quickly continued, “I was wrong not to believe you before. I was stuck in a corner and didn’t think clearly. Is Yugui-jiejie still angry with me?”
The young woman looked at her with unease, her eyes filled with mist, her eye sockets slightly red. How pitiful.
Alright, as long as she apologizes.
She shook her head honestly. “I’m not angry anymore. I was never angry with you to begin with. You were the one who was angry with me all along.”
She couldn’t help but complain.
Shen Xizhi pressed her rosy lips together and carefully leaned into her embrace, her arms wrapped tightly around her waist, her voice light, thin, and soft, and she even nuzzled her a little. “I’m not angry anymore either. I’m not angry once I’ve thought it through. You won’t lie to me, will you?”
The young woman lifted her sparkling eyes. After receiving an affirmative answer, she squinted her eyes and smiled happily.
“Then we won’t argue anymore. You can’t be fierce with me anymore, and you can’t be cold to me anymore.”
Song Yugui agreed with the suggestion not to argue, but at the same time, she was dissatisfied. “When was I ever cold to you? I’ve always been trying to explain. You were clearly the one who was cold first, and you wouldn’t listen to me, never believing me.”
“Alright, it’s my fault.”
Shen Xizhi softened her voice and admitted her mistake again. Her posture was low, and she was delicate and soft, always making it impossible for one to be too angry. So Song Yugui didn’t say anything more and easily forgave her with a lift of her chin.
“I’ll go check on the meat.”
In modern times, they used a pressure cooker for stewing meat, but she had always heard that meat stewed over a wood fire was more delicious.
This was the first time Xizhi had stewed meat since she had come to ancient times. They had always eaten stir-fried dishes before.
Seeing her wife go over so eagerly, as if the meat were more beautiful than her, a hint of displeasure suddenly rose in Shen Xizhi’s heart, but it was quickly suppressed by her.
She had never known that she was such a jealous person.
Such strong possessiveness would scare Yugui-jiejie.
And she doesn’t even like her.
Shen Xizhi stood where she was, pitying herself as she looked at her wife’s back, until Song Yugui put one hand on the doorframe and turned her head in confusion. “Aren’t you coming over?”
Shen Xizhi was noticed by her again. She cast aside her heavy thoughts, put on a smile again, and ran over in small steps, her skirt fluttering. “I’m coming, Yugui-jiejie.”
She ran up to her, then suddenly stopped and hugged Song Yugui tightly.
The hug was sudden, and she let go quickly.
Song Yugui was stunned, feeling that she had just done it casually, without any meaning.
“I’ll go in and have a sniff.”
She didn’t say anything in the end. A hug was a hug. They were both women; it wasn’t like she would lose a piece of flesh.
In a place where she couldn’t see, Shen Xizhi’s fingers curled slightly. She thought, Her body doesn’t reject me. She holds me when she sleeps at night. She likes to hold me. I’m her pillow companion. She praised me for being prettier than Miss Song. She probably… likes me a lot too, just not to the point of love. But my chances are very high.
The pot lid was lifted, and white steam rushed out, fogging up Song Yugui’s face.
But she… she could already smell the fragrance of the pork!
So fragrant.
After putting the lid back on, Song Yugui felt alive again, not so miserable.
Three catties of pork was not a lot. There was about a catty in the pot, which was enough for two women to eat.
“Xiaozhi’er is so good. If it weren’t for you, I can’t imagine how I would have lived.”
Song Yugui sighed from the bottom of her heart.
Shen Xizhi suddenly came to her senses. Hearing such words, as if she couldn’t live without her, her small face blushed. Then she thought of something, and the blush spread from her cheeks to her ears. She muttered softly, “Then… then you can reward me.”
Song Yugui: “Huh?”
A reward?
She just wanted to praise the villain. She hadn’t thought of giving any reward.
Shen Xizhi’s moist eyes looked at her fixedly, then she slowly opened her arms. “Hug.”
Song Yugui again: “Ah?”
A hug as a reward?
She was bewildered, but seeing Shen Xizhi waiting, she didn’t ask any more questions and reached out to hold her.
After the hug, she muttered, “You’re so undemanding. I thought you wanted something. Turns out it was just a hug.”
This was too simple. The villain was too easy to satisfy.
Shen Xizhi’s lips curved into a faint smile, her eyes curving, just looking at her, not speaking.
Her wife was no longer as cruel and cold-hearted as before. Now her heart was getting softer and softer.
A soft-hearted person was most easily deceived.
“I’m very happy if you can hug me,” she said again with her head bowed.
Song Yugui looked up at her, always feeling that the villain was very insecure at this moment, as if she could be abandoned at any time. So, asking for a hug was perhaps to seek some sense of security?
Her lips were pressed into a straight line. She went forward and hugged Shen Xizhi again, and said very generously, “It’s just a hug. If you want one in the future, just say so. When can’t I hug you?”
Shen Xizhi’s eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight. “Really? If I want you to, you’ll hug me?”
What was so difficult about a hug? Song Yugui nodded and agreed directly. “Mmm.”
Shen Xizhi’s eyes were filled with tenderness. She inched closer, leaning against her. “Yugui-jiejie, you’re so good to me.”
“It’s alright. You’re my wife. We depend on each other. If I’m not good to you, who else can I be good to?”
That’s right. We only have each other. We depend on each other. She can only be good to me.
Hearing this sentence, Shen Xizhi’s heart was filled with sweetness.
“I… I’ll go check on the fire. Can I add some taro?”
She didn’t dare to look at her wife directly anymore, she said shyly.
“Alright, alright. I love taro too.”
Especially taro stewed with meat, stewed until soft and mushy, the soup thick. Just thinking about it made her drool.
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