I’ll Butcher Pigs to Support You! 47p1

Chapter 47 p1

The next day, at yinshi( 3 AM to 5 AM), Song Yugui’s eyes fluttered open. She subconsciously reached out to touch Xizhi’s cheek. It was warm, but not what you would call hot.

She then let out a small sigh of relief. The fever had broken.

That was good.

She had no intention of taking a day off to rest. Only with money could she raise her better.

Song Yugui carefully moved the listless young woman sleeping in her arms, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, and then got out of bed herself.

Usually, Xizhi would get up with her. Perhaps yesterday’s fever had left her physically and mentally exhausted. She didn’t get up, her brow slightly furrowed, but she was still sleeping soundly.

Song Yugui’s heart ached for her suffering. She carefully stroked her cheeks, which were flushed red from the heat in her embrace, and watched over her for a while before leaving.

Yesterday, she had given Auntie Li some pork ribs and asked her to help look after Xizhi, to avoid a situation where Xizhi had a problem and couldn’t find anyone to help while she was away.

Song Yugui had bought six thousand wen worth of pork and had sold it all by noon. It hadn’t been that easy; people from Shiyue Pavilion had passed by and bought a lot, and she had earned over seven thousand wen. After getting the money, she didn’t go back directly but first helped Shiyue Pavilion deliver the meat, then ordered a few dishes at the restaurant.

When Lanxiang heard that she was ordering food outside, she lifted the curtain with a smile and came out from the back kitchen, teasing, “I didn’t expect you to have this skill. Butchering pigs earns a lot more money than being a waiter.”

Song Yugui smiled.

Lanxiang looked her up and down, then said, “Why did you come to the restaurant to buy food today? Your wife isn’t cooking for you?”

How could that be? Song Yugui wouldn’t dare to let her wife take the blame. She quickly shook her head. “My wife is sick. I want her to rest for a while.”

Hearing that she was sick, Lanxiang’s face showed a bit of surprise. “Ya, how did she get sick?”

“She was burning up yesterday. She probably caught a chill.”

She could also cook a little, but she wasn’t very good with the stove, and the food she made wasn’t very nutritious. After all, in her previous life, her best dish was boiled snail noodles2…

A sick person still needed to eat something nutritious.

She couldn’t just make do.

And so, she had come to order a few dishes with meat and vegetables to take back.

“Then she must be well taken care of. You’re also lucky to have married such a good wife. You’re so grown up, yet you can’t even cook.”

Song Yugui smiled awkwardly. She didn’t know if the original owner could cook, but she couldn’t.

After the food was ready, she borrowed a food box from Shiyue Pavilion and also bought some cute little rabbit and tiger-shaped pastries from a newly opened pastry shop to coax her wife.

She was probably fuming that I made her stay at home today, secretly cursing me in her heart.

And that was indeed the case. When Shen Xizhi woke up, the sky was already bright. She felt as if she had had a nightmare. Her forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and her back was also damp. But when she woke up, everything in the dream had dissipated like smoke, leaving not a single trace in her mind, only the lingering aftertaste of despair and fear trembling in her bones.

She subconsciously reached out to find her wife. At times like this, usually only her wife could comfort her and make her feel at ease.

But… the person in the other spot on the bed was long gone. Her hand touched a cold mattress.

She was stunned, her heart suddenly panicked. Just as she was about to get up and get out of bed, she remembered that Yugui-jiejie had gone to town and had said not to let her follow, not for two months.

The young woman’s mood suddenly plummeted. In the dim, closed room, the slender figure sat alone on the bed, biting her lip, unable to hide her sorrow.

By the time Song Yugui returned home, she only saw a chattering Miss Chi and a wife whose face was colder than ice in the dead of winter.

She was shocked. Wait, my wife’s face is already this ugly, and you can still talk? No wonder you’re the female lead.

Hearing the creak of the door opening, Shen Xizhi immediately looked up, her body also standing up at once. Her eyes were filled with a watery sheen, a hint of pitiful longing. But soon, they turned cold again. She pressed her lips together, looked at her, snorted heavily, and turned her head to sit down.

She was definitely angry.

Chi Xiangyue looked at the person beside her, whose expression kept changing, a little confused, but she didn’t pay too much attention. She just looked at Song Yugui and smiled. “You’re finally back. When you’re not here, Xizhi doesn’t even want to eat.”

Song Yugui didn’t care about Shen Xizhi’s attitude and was more concerned about her health. So she frowned. “You didn’t eat breakfast?”

Shen Xizhi already felt bad when she heard Chi Xiangyue speak. After her wife asked, she was so angry she stomped her foot.

She’s been annoying me for half the day, and now that Yugui-jiejie is finally back, she’s trying to make me look bad in front of her!

Perhaps knowing that Song Yugui would be angry if she told the truth, Shen Xizhi pressed her lips together guiltily, her long lashes lowered, not daring to look at her. The coldness around her also dissipated a little.

Seeing this, Song Yugui knew. She was so angry her mouth opened and closed, closed and opened. Finally, she closed her eyes deeply and still didn’t scold her. Forget it, she’s sick. Why scold her? She’ll just be wronged and cry again in a little while.

After thinking for a long time, she was just a little self-reproachful. “It’s my fault. From now on, I’ll boil two eggs for you before I leave in the morning. Not eating breakfast is bad for your stomach. Be good, you have to eat.”

Shen Xizhi had thought she would definitely be scolded, but Yugui-jiejie didn’t scold her and was even coaxing her gently. Hehe.

Chi Xiangyue looked at Song Yugui, then at Shen Xizhi. As if remembering something, she asked again, “Why did you leave Xizhi behind today? She’s unhappy. Even I can see it.”

She had been talking to Xizhi all morning, but the other had barely paid her any mind. Only when she had joked, “Why didn’t Yugui take you to town? Did she abandon you?” had she been glared at fiercely, as if she wanted to flay her on the spot. Heaven be my witness, she didn’t mean it in her heart. She was really just joking!

Song Yugui took out the pastries from her robes and said warmly, “Zhier caught a chill and is sick. Don’t disturb her. Let her sleep for a while.”

“Ah, she’s sick? No wonder she didn’t go out much today. It was only when I heard a noise outside and called her that she opened the door.”

Hearing that she hadn’t gone out today, Song Yugui smiled, reached out, and placed her hand on the woman’s head, rubbing it affectionately. “So good.”

Shen Xizhi was finally a little happier. She secretly glanced at her from the corner of her eye. Hmph, I am that good!

“I’ll reward you with some pastries. I’ve packed up the food from the restaurant. You’re probably hungry too. Sit for a while. I’ll go and heat it up.”

From the restaurant all the way to the countryside, even if the food hadn’t completely cooled, there was only a little warmth left.

There was also soup inside, so of course she couldn’t just give it to a sick person like that.

“Why did you buy from the restaurant? My fever has already broken. I can cook.”

Hearing that she had bought food from the restaurant, Shen Xizhi’s heart ached a little again.

Song Yugui coaxed her, “You’ve just gotten a little better from your illness. You still need to rest well. Don’t cook. Look at the pastries I specially bought for you.”

Just hearing the concern for her health in her words, her gloomy mood from the morning had long since lifted. She just gave her a delicate glance and lowered her head to open the oil-paper bag.

Song Yugui had been careful when she took the pastries, afraid of breaking them, so the little rabbits and tigers inside were relatively intact, with only one rabbit having half an ear broken off.

The moment Shen Xizhi saw them, her eyes lit up. She thought they were cute.

The same exclamation of surprise as in her own heart came from her ear. “Wow, such cute pastries! I haven’t had pastries like this in a long time!”

Of course, the place she used to live in had all kinds of pastries, but this was a remote place after all, and the pastry-making skills were also relatively backward. She had bought some in town before, and they were basically just ordinary pastries, nothing new, and the taste was also average. She didn’t like them at all.

“Is there a new pastry shop in town?”

Chi Xiangyue looked up and asked.

Song Yugui nodded as she heated the food. “Mmm, a new one.”

“Then I’ll go and take a look in town tomorrow too.”

Shen Xizhi was not a petty person. Although she was reluctant to part with the snacks her wife had bought for her, her neighbor was here. Thinking of the sweet, red cherries from yesterday, she still gave some to Chi Xiangyue.

The moment Chi Xiangyue took her first bite, her eyes lit up. It was no different from the pastries from Baoyue Pavilion in the capital!

By the time Song Yugui had heated up the food, Chi Xiangyue had already said her goodbyes. Firstly, she didn’t want to disturb their meal, and secondly, she wanted to go to town with Xinyu to buy some pastries to eat and couldn’t wait until tomorrow.

The portion of food was not small. Song Yugui had bought three small stir-fried dishes and one stewed chicken soup. If they couldn’t finish it for lunch, they could have it again for dinner, so she wouldn’t have to trouble Xizhi to cook.

“Hurry up and try it. How does it taste? If you don’t like it, I’ll buy you something else tomorrow.”

Shen Xizhi took a piece of meat with her chopsticks and a mouthful of the soup her wife had served her, and said in a small voice, “No need to buy any tomorrow. I can cook myself tomorrow.”

“Rest for two more days. Be good. Don’t be in a hurry to cook.”

She hadn’t married a wife to cook for her.

“But…”

“Be good. I earned over seven thousand wen today. I’ll keep six thousand five hundred for purchasing goods, and there’s still a thousand left. I still have the money to buy a meal. When you earn money, you should spend it. Don’t suffer, hmm?”

Song Yugui stroked a strand of black hair by the woman’s temple.

She laid out their income and expenses before her. Shen Xizhi’s eyes lit up, and only then did she agree awkwardly. She had thought their family’s money was still tight, but she hadn’t expected…

Yugui-jiejie is so amazing.

For the next few days, Shen Xizhi was much more well-behaved, staying at home. Even when she occasionally went out, it was just to feed the chicken.

Her wife wouldn’t let her do the tiring work of cutting pig feed, nor would she let her wash clothes. She had even bought her several new sets of clothes.

There were all sorts of colors, fresh and delicate. Every time Yugui-jiejie saw her wear them, she would say she was a fairy…

How can there be a fairy like her? It’s clearly Yugui-jiejie who’s the immortal, a god sent down from heaven, who is only good to her.

Thinking of this, Shen Xizhi’s lashes trembled slightly, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on her lips.

That day, the weather was fine and warm. When Song Yugui returned from outside, she pushed open the door with a very cheerful voice, as if presenting a treasure. “Xizhi, look what I bought for you!”

Shen Xizhi had been cooped up in the house and was almost getting moldy. Hearing her voice, a wave of joy quickly flashed across her face. She quickly stood up and looked back with a smile in her eyes. “Yugui-jiejie, you’re back!”

“Mmm, I bought you a present.”

She would bring something back for Xizhi every day when she came home, sometimes a new set of clothes, sometimes delicious snacks. She didn’t know what she had brought today.

Shen Xizhi looked over with a smile, her features becoming more and more delicate.

“What is it? Let me see.”

Song Yugui strode in, held her wife’s waist, and led her to the bed. After they were both seated, she took out a long box from her robes. Without any mystery, she opened it directly. A light blue jade hairpin lay quietly inside, which was clearly the one they had seen on the street a while back.

At that time, she had been so afraid that her wife would covet it that she had quickly pulled her away. She hadn’t expected her to still be thinking about it.

Although the jade color of this hairpin was not very translucent, it was jade after all, and it was still very beautiful. It was cool to the touch. The corners of her lips unconsciously curved into a faint smile. She didn’t scold her for wasting money, just asked softly, “Is this expensive?”

“It’s alright. Five hundred wen.”

Shen Xizhi: …

Alright? Alright? Alright??!!

When did our family become so rich?

She had just been happy, but her scolding mouth was itching to speak. After a long while, she managed to swallow her words and just said in a small voice, “So expensive. You shouldn’t buy it next time. This one is enough for me.”

Shen Xizhi reached out and touched the jade hairpin. She still liked this one very much, but she didn’t want another one next time. Five hundred wen was half a tael of silver. They weren’t some wealthy family. Why wear jade? A wooden hairpin was also very good.

“How is this enough? I earn money to support you. Of course I have to dress you up as beautifully and preciously as possible.”

Shen Xizhi blushed and lowered her head shyly, resting her head on her arm and nuzzling it coquettishly a couple of times.

After a while, she held her arm again and looked up with a pout. “But it’s too expensive.”

“It’s not that expensive. We can afford it. As long as it’s for you, it’s worth it no matter how expensive it is.”

For the sake of the doctor’s words to indulge her, Song Yugui had been showering her with sweet nothings these past few days, leaving her dizzy and not knowing what day it was.

Shen Xizhi was also easy to coax. Hearing her words, which seemed to regard her as a treasure, her small face was not only flushed, but her eyes were also filled with a lot of honeyed sweetness as she looked at her alluringly.

Song Yugui, who had been about to get up, paused and suddenly reached out to cover her eyes.

It feels so strange. Every time she looks at me with dependence and joy, it feels so strange.

Shen Xizhi’s eyes blinked under her hand, her long, slender lashes brushing against her palm.

It was itchy.

“Yugui-jiejie?”

She seemed a little confused. Song Yugui quickly pulled her hand back. “Well, what’s for lunch?”