I’ll Butcher Pigs to Support You! 36p2

Chapter 36 p2

Pork vendors didn’t just sell their own pork; most of them got their goods from pig farms. Today, when she had taken the sow to be mated, she had already made an agreement with the other party to buy from him at a price of twenty-eight wen a catty. In town, she could sell it for thirty-five wen a catty, which meant she would earn a profit of seven wen per catty.

This was also a normal price. After all, raising and caring for pigs required a lot of effort, and there were also losses from pigs occasionally dying of illness. The price could not be too low, but it also couldn’t be too high. The purchasing power of the villagers was very limited. If she didn’t sell it in town, it would just rot at home.

She had also thought about starting her own pig farm, but the pigs at home were too few. The pigsty was clearly very large, but there were only two pigs in it. Oh, now there was only one.

How long would it take to realize her dream of opening a pig farm…

“Aiya.”

Thinking of this, Song Yugui couldn’t help but sigh.

Shen Xizhi became nervous. Her pearly white teeth bit her red lip gently as she asked cautiously, “What’s wrong? The source of goods… do we have to find a new one?”

Song Yugui shook her head. “No, that’s not it. I’ve already taken care of that. I’m just worrying about other things, like whether we can manage if we raise a few more pigs at home.”

Seeing that her wife really wanted to go back to her old profession, Shen Xizhi pressed her lips together, feeling that she should also do her part. So she nodded vigorously, her small face very serious. “We can manage. I’ll go and cut more pig feed to feed the pigs.”

She could go several times a day and feed each pig until it was fat.

Shen Xizhi was very willing to share her wife’s worries. She also didn’t want to stay at home; she also wanted to contribute to the family.

So good.

Song Yugui rubbed her wife’s head.

“Alright, we’ll raise a few more when we have the chance.”

The money from selling the pig today had to be used for purchasing goods after the New Year, so Song Yugui put it all away.

Tonight’s dinner was still taro stew with pork. Seeing that her wife liked to eat it, Shen Xizhi made it again, but this time she didn’t put as much meat as last time, so they didn’t have to eat it for several meals.

After the pork began to absorb the soup, Shen Xizhi started another pot to make egg drop soup. It was cold in winter, and it was good to drink a bowl of egg drop soup to warm the stomach.

After the meal was ready, the two of them sat together. Shen Xizhi also had her own ideas. She held a small bowl of soup and drank it in small sips, and as she drank, she gently lifted her eyes and said, “The chicken at home has also grown up.”

“Shall we buy a few more?”

A chicken, no matter how hard you fed it, would only lay one egg a day. What could one egg do? Her wife was a very good person and would always give her half. So it was better to raise a few more, and each of them could eat one.

Song Yugui didn’t care about these small matters, so she nodded. “Mmm, you decide. If you want to buy some, I’ll go to the market with you to pick a few chicks after the New Year.”

These were not big matters. The most important thing now was that the meat was delicious!

She had to eat another bowl of rice!

The days around the New Year were probably the most relaxing in the village. Everyone didn’t have much work to do. The next day, after Song Yugui had brought her mated sow home, she quietly waited for the Spring Festival tomorrow.

Tonight was New Year’s Eve. The village would probably be very lively. If worst came to worst, she would just stay up all night. It would be a festive occasion.

Logically, this was her first New Year in ancient times. She should have bought more New Year’s goods and had a bigger, better celebration. But the original owner was really too poor. To improve their living environment, she had to spend money everywhere, so she had to be frugal and make do with the little food they had at home. Fortunately, they had meat and vegetables from their neighbors, so it wasn’t too bad.

On New Year’s Eve, as Song Yugui was idling at home, she suddenly remembered the two loads of firewood that had been a separate gift from the male lead. If it weren’t for the male lead’s generous gift of firewood, this winter would not have been so comfortable. She would have had to go to the mountains to gather firewood in the cold.

She was not one to owe favors. She immediately cut a few catties of half-fat, half-lean pork from the pig’s front leg and, while everyone was lively and awake, took it to Song Xingchuan’s house.

Song Xingchuan’s family only consisted of him and his mother, but he was clearly not at home today.

The person who opened the door was Song Xingchuan’s mother, the person in the novel who was extremely dissatisfied with Shen Xizhi and had tried to sabotage her relationship with the male lead.

Thinking of how she had said many nasty things to Shen Xizhi in the novel, Song Yugui’s expression soured.

Even though it hadn’t happened yet, she was already in the game and could no longer look at the script as an outsider.

The thought made her angry. Why did she say my wife was shameless and seduced men? Your son is no better! If it weren’t for him showing interest in Xizhi, would Xizhi, a well-behaved, frail, and helpless widow, have done that?! It’s clearly all Song Xingchuan’s fault! He seduced an innocent young girl, he’s shameless!

As Song Yugui recalled the plot, she grew angrier and angrier. After returning the favor by giving the meat to Song Xingchuan’s family, she had no intention of having any more contact with them.

Song’s mother’s surname was also Shen, and she was also from the neighboring Shenjia Village. She looked quite young, and the younger generation in the village all called her Auntie Shen.

When she opened the door and saw it was Song Yugui, she was also a little surprised. “It’s Yugui-niece. What brings you here? Is there something you need?”

She also ignored Shen Xizhi, who was standing behind her.

In the minds of the older generation, a lesbian relationship between two women was quite unacceptable.

The polite smile on Song Yugui’s face faded a little, but she still said politely, “I had to trouble my cousin to help me cut two loads of firewood before. We just slaughtered a pig at home yesterday, so I wanted to bring some over for you to try.”

Auntie Shen understood. This was to thank her son. Chuan’er was just a kind-hearted, good person.

Auntie Shen’s originally confused expression quickly turned into a smile. “You’re his cousin. It’s only right that he helps you. You don’t have to make a special trip, and you certainly don’t have to bring anything.”

“Please take it. If you don’t, I won’t dare to ask my cousin for help again in the future.”

Her words were all in jest. Even if she took it, she wouldn’t ask Song Xingchuan again.

And she wished she could take her wife and stay far away from the novel’s main plotline.

Auntie Shen was unable to refuse, her expression very embarrassed.

Song Yugui didn’t care. She lowered her eyelids and reached back. “Wife, the meat.”

Shen Xizhi obediently hung the rope that was tied around the meat on her finger.

She put on a smile again and enthusiastically handed the meat to Mother Song.

Since she had already called her that, Mother Song couldn’t pretend she didn’t see Shen Xizhi anymore. She also couldn’t resist Song Yugui’s enthusiasm. After taking the meat, she managed a smile. “This must be your wife. She’s so beautiful.”

Of course.

Song Yugui proudly lifted her head.

Shen Xizhi shyly hid behind her, her small face red from the praise.

“Mmm, she’s my wife. She’s a little shy with strangers.”

“Most women are reserved. It’s normal to be shy.”

Song Yugui nodded in agreement.

But she also had no intention of chatting with the other any longer. After she spoke, she said her goodbyes. “If there’s nothing else, we’ll be leaving now. I wish… Auntie a happy New Year in advance.”

She didn’t know what to call the other, so she just used a random form of address. Fortunately, the other didn’t show any strange expression and just saw them off with a warm voice.

As the two of them walked down the winter path, Shen Xizhi’s eyes curved, still thinking about that “my wife.” It was so pleasant to hear; she was a little reluctant to forget it.

As she was happily thinking, someone suddenly pulled her twice. Her body was pulled forward, then steadied, and she was standing shoulder to shoulder with Song Yugui, her waist held by an arm.

She pressed tightly against Song Yugui, her expression full of confusion. “Yugui-jiejie, what’s wrong?”

What’s wrong? Her voice is so obedient, so endearing.

“Nothing. I just saw you were lost in thought behind me, so I pulled you closer to ask.”

Shen Xizhi thought of what she had been thinking just now, and her small face turned red again. She quickly shook her head. “No, I wasn’t thinking about anything. Yugui-jiejie, don’t slander me.”

Song Yugui: …

I was just asking casually, but you’re being so obvious now. You were clearly thinking about something shameful.

But she didn’t expose her. Instead, she lifted her hand and ruffled her soft hair. “If you weren’t, you weren’t. Let’s go, let’s go home.”

“Mmm!”

She also liked to hear the word “home.” It made her and her wife feel like a family.

From not far behind, a “cousin” was heard.

Song Yugui frowned deeply. The sound gave her a headache. She silently quickened her pace.

Shen Xizhi had been so happy these past few days that she had completely forgotten about Song Xingchuan, let alone his voice. Even though she had heard the “cousin,” she hadn’t thought he was calling her wife, since Yugui-jiejie hadn’t reacted.

Seeing her wife quicken her pace, she also hurried to follow her home.

It was another successful day of aiding digestion.

Song Yugui collapsed onto the bed, half-paralyzed. Shen Xizhi boiled some hot water, and after a while, she called her to take a bath.

If it weren’t for the New Year the next day, she really wouldn’t have wanted to take a bath. The weather was so cold, just taking off her clothes could freeze her half to death.

But she had to. A new year, a new beginning. If she dared to be lazy and not take a bath, her wife would definitely be unhappy and would pester her until her ears rang. It was better not to.

“Alright, I’ll go wash now.”

Shen Xizhi had usually already washed up by the time she came to call her. Today was the same. She sat on the bed and wrung out her hair, then lay down in the soft quilt, obediently warming the bed for her.

By the time Song Yugui had used the remaining heat from the stove to dry her hair and returned, her wife was already lying on the bed, stripped bare.

Her eyes were filled with shyness, her body snowy white and supple. A pair of equally fair, slender arms reached out from under the quilt, inexplicably placed on top, lightly pulling at the corner of the quilt to cover half her face, her alluring eyes looking at her.

Her delicate small face was only faintly visible under the cotton quilt.

Such a beautiful sight, but Song Yugui frowned slightly, strode forward, and immediately stuffed the pair of bare arms back in. “What are you doing, what are you doing? It’s so cold, and you’re not afraid of freezing yourself.”

Shen Xizhi’s small face fell, and she looked at her wife with a resentful expression.

She just felt that she had married an extremely unromantic woman, and the rest of her life was over.

How could someone be so slow? After so many days, couldn’t she see what she wanted?

What happened to being a lesbian? Hmm? Why don’t you do it!

Song Yugui was unaware of her wife’s indignant thoughts. After stuffing her arms back into the quilt, she also got into bed, wrapped her arms around the woman’s slender back, and held her tightly in her embrace. Her other hand habitually rested on her, holding her pink and white and gently rubbing it.

Shen Xizhi’s small face turned red from being rubbed, her eyes watery. She could only glare at her unromantic, stupid wife with a wronged expression, then buried her head in her warm embrace and fell asleep.

Tonight was New Year’s Eve. Someone in the town was setting off fireworks. Fireworks were expensive, so the villagers rarely bought them, but they could see them from the countryside and would cheer as they bloomed, the sound not small.

It was only once a year, so it wasn’t right to ask them to be quieter. Song Yugui saw her wife bury her head in her embrace and thought she was sleepy, so she lifted her hand to cover her ears, hoping this would make her sleep more comfortably.

Shen Xizhi bit her lip in her embrace, knowing her secret concern. She thought with a bit of awkwardness, She’s covering my ears with the hand that touched my butt again…