I’ll Butcher Pigs to Support You! 54p1

Chapter 54 p1

Shen Xizhi had been sleeping very little these past few days. The day before, she hadn’t slept at all. So today, she slept a little longer, holding her wife’s arm, her small face buried in her shoulder, sleeping until her cheeks were flushed and pink.

When Song Yugui got up to change her clothes, she was very unhappy and let out an impatient moan.

After she had changed and lay back down, smelling the familiar scent, her small hand immediately clung to her newly changed clothes, her tender body pressing against her again.

Song Yugui thought, If you get my clothes wet again, you’re in for it!

Fortunately, little Xizhi was exceptionally well-behaved this time, just sleeping on her right side, her legs not thrown over her.

After a long time, when the sun was already high in the sky, she finally opened her eyes little by little, her gaze dazed and sleepy, but with an obedient air. When she looked down and saw Song Yugui, she was overjoyed. “Wife!”

She subconsciously called out the most familiar form of address, her voice soft, her expression dependent. “Why didn’t you go to town?”

Song Yugui had been awake for a long time. She looked at her wife in her arms lazily, held her, and nodded slightly. “I’m taking a rest today.”

In fact, she had stayed behind to accompany her, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

Just hearing her say she was taking a rest was enough to make Shen Xizhi happy.

“Then… then for lunch, can I make you that braised pork you wanted to eat last time? Did you bring back any meat yesterday?”

“Mmm, I did. I brought back a lot. You can pick whichever piece you like. Pick one that’s half-fat, half-lean. It’s delicious to eat. Do we have any green peppers at home?”

“Hmm?”

Shen Xizhi was confused. She tilted her head, a look of puzzlement on her face. “Wife, what’s a green pepper?”

Song Yugui knew then that there were no green peppers at this time.

Painful mask. Then what about my stuffed green peppers!

“It’s nothing. We don’t need it.”

“Oh.”

Shen Xizhi replied obediently. Seeing her wife’s inexplicable dejection, her heart ached. She cautiously went closer, rested her chin on her shoulder, and wrapped her long arms around her waist.

“Don’t be sad, Wife. Don’t be sad.”

She could see that she was sad.

Song Yugui’s heart was immediately warmed. Her little wife was so considerate.

“Mmm, it’s nothing. This is also very good.”

Although she had lost her parents, she still had her wife!

Comforting herself, having a wife is also very good. My wife is super obedient, super soft, and super well-behaved.

Shen Xizhi was a sensitive and thoughtful person by nature. Hearing her say this, her mind couldn’t help but wander to other things, her brow furrowing slightly with worry.

What does she mean, ‘this is also very good’? Did she think something was not good before? Is it because she’s with me that she regrets it, thinks it’s not good, but has no other choice and can only be with me?

Shen Xizhi was on high alert, her expression grave.

Song Yugui said she was going out to see if the pig had starved to death and left first, telling her to prepare lunch.

They had been arguing all day yesterday, and the pig hadn’t even been fed. She would just break off a few cabbage stalks for it to nibble on.

The moment her wife left, the room became empty and cold. As she was tidying the messy room, her gaze fell on the sugar painting that was hidden by some things.

Thinking of what she had seen yesterday, a wave of anger and resentment surged in her heart, and she was sullen.

Her vision had gone black several times. The more she looked at this sugar painting, the more she disliked it. Finally, a wicked thought came to her. She grabbed the sugar painting and quickly walked out, throwing it into the fields outside the small earthen slope.

Chi Xiangyue, who had just come out to find her good friend and had happened to witness everything: ?

Seeing the pig, Song Yugui suddenly remembered that Song Xinyu was going to marry a butcher. While she found it surprising, she then thought of her own sugar painting. She hadn’t even given it to her wife yet. This was something she had specially bought!

Xizhi likes her so much. She should also like the sugar painting of her little self, right?

Thinking this, she went back into the house with great excitement.

“By the way, Xizhi, I bought you a sugar painting yesterday. It’s cold now, so it probably hasn’t melted yet. You can eat…”

She looked at the place where she had put the sugar painting yesterday, then her eyes widened.

Wait, where’s my sugar?

She searched around blankly. Shen Xizhi’s small face had already turned a shade paler.

“Aiya, how did it disappear? Xizhi, did you take it?”

There were only the two of them at home. She subconsciously thought that Shen Xizhi had already seen the sugar painting and had taken it.

The young woman managed a difficult smile and shook her head gently. “No… I didn’t see it. Maybe a mouse stole it.”

Song Yugui: …

Puzzled face. “The weather has only just started to warm up a little. Are the mice out already?”

Unbelievable!

Shen Xizhi forced a smile. “Yes, there are a lot of mice in the countryside. They love to eat sweet things.”

“Ah…”

She was a little dejected again and replied with an “okay.”

Damn mice!

“I’ll buy you another one when I go to town tomorrow.”

She was afraid that Shen Xizhi would be unhappy if she didn’t get to eat it. Look at her little mouth, all drooping.

But Shen Xizhi pressed her lips together and refused. “I don’t want a sugar painting.”

Song Yugui was stunned and subconsciously asked, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like to eat it?”

But she had clearly liked it so much last time, licking it in small bites, like a little kitten.

But her wife turned her head away, her tone filled with reluctance. “I don’t like it anymore.”

“Oh…”

Song Yugui didn’t think much of it. It was normal to not like it anymore.

She nodded. “Then I’ll bring you something else next time.”

Hearing that she didn’t press the matter, Shen Xizhi breathed a sigh of relief. And hearing her say she would bring her something else, her eyes curved, and she obediently replied, “Alright.”

She still says she’ll buy me something to eat. She probably… doesn’t hate me, right? It’s just that she doesn’t like me. It’s okay if she doesn’t like me.

Just as the two of them had finished speaking, Chi Xiangyue called out loudly from outside, “Yugui, Xizhi, are you in there? I want to come in and play!”

This time, her tone was no longer questioning, but very firm, very much wanting to join them!

Song Yugui subconsciously looked up at her wife. Seeing that she was also fully dressed, just clinging to her, she replied in a loud voice, “Come in. It’s not like anyone is stopping you.”

Chi Xiangyue nimbly jumped over the fence and went in. However… she was holding a familiar oil-paper bag in her hand.

Song Yugui glanced at it, then glanced again.

This familiar feeling…

Shen Xizhi didn’t notice Chi Xiangyue. Her gaze was never on others.

She just obediently leaned against her wife.

Until Chi Xiangyue asked, “Did you two have a fight? Did you bully Xizhi?”

This question was of course directed at Song Yugui.

It was Shen Xizhi who was angry, and Xizhi usually gave people the impression of being too delicate and clingy. How could she possibly bully Yugui?

Song Yugui raised an eyebrow. “Why do you say that?”

Shen Xizhi also looked over with a puzzled expression. When did this clingy person become so observant?

And then, she saw the oil-paper bag in the other’s hand.

Her small face turned deathly pale, and she gripped her wife’s arm tightly.

Chi Xiangyue looked at the two of them, her tone quite earnest.

“If there’s a conflict between a couple, you should just say it. Don’t keep it in your heart. If you’ve had a fight, tell me. I’ll see whose fault it is.”

She looked as if she were going to be the judge for the two of them, which made Song Yugui silent.

Wait, sister, are you not in your right mind first thing in the morning?

“Which of your eyes saw us fighting?”

She pointed to her own eyes with two fingers. “Both of them. I saw it with both my eyes.”

“If you didn’t have a fight, why did Xizhi throw away the thing you gave her?”

Shen Xizhi’s whole body went cold, her vision going black again and again. Chi! Xiang! Yue!

Chi Xiangyue held up the thing in her hand.

The familiar oil-paper bag was opened, revealing the brown sugar painting inside.

It had a three-point resemblance to Song Yugui.

“I remember you said yesterday that you were going to buy a sugar painting for Xizhi?”

The sky outside had unknowingly turned overcast, the wind howling. Song Yugui’s face suddenly turned cold. She forcefully pulled her arm out of Shen Xizhi’s embrace and questioned her with a cold face, “Didn’t you say it was stolen by a mouse?! Shen Xizhi, you lied to me again!”

Chi Xiangyue was speechless. “There are no mice at this time of year. And you believed her? And, don’t be so fierce. Xizhi likes you so much. There must be a reason. Did you make Xizhi angry? You’re so fierce you’ve scared Xizhi.”

Chi Xiangyue had felt that something was wrong yesterday. Although the two of them usually went to bed early, how could they go to sleep the moment it got dark?

Something must have happened.

She also hadn’t expected that when she got up early in the morning to chat with Xizhi, she would see her throwing things away in a fit of anger.

Chi Xiangyue’s parents were also the type to keep things to themselves. It wasn’t until her mother passed away from illness that she said anything, and the two of them regretted it for the rest of their lives. So she felt that honesty was the most important thing between a husband and wife. It was the same for a couple of wives!

What couldn’t be resolved by talking it out?

If a conflict was not resolved, it would only grow bigger. She saw the two of them as her good friends and didn’t want them to keep things to themselves and make themselves sick.

However, Shen Xizhi didn’t appreciate it at all. Not only did she not appreciate it, but she also glared at Chi Xiangyue with watery eyes. Chi Xiangyue couldn’t help but sigh. It’s hard to be a good person since ancient times, QAQ.

Song Yugui was very angry, her face red. “You’re still not over yesterday’s matter? I’ve already explained it to you and coaxed you. What are you making a fuss about today? You don’t want the things I bought you, do you?”

Seeing her fierce, Shen Xizhi didn’t dare to speak, only her large, watery, doe-like eyes, wanting to look at her but not daring to, bit her lip lightly, very wronged.

As if she were the one who had been bullied.

Song Yugui ignored Chi Xiangyue, who was in a flurry trying to mediate, snatched the sugar painting from her hand, and threw it on the ground, her words cold. “If you don’t want it, you don’t want it. I’ll never buy you anything again!”

She said fiercely, From now on, I’ll only give Shen Xizhi money. I’ll never bring her snacks again, or buy her jewelry and clothes to dress her up!

Shen Xizhi suddenly looked up, her dark eyes wide, looking at her in disbelief. She seemed to feel the anger that filled the room, seemed to feel the crack that was forming in their relationship. She subconsciously refused, her slender, jade-like fingers gripping a corner of the woman’s clothes, her expression urgent. “No!”

Thick tears pressed down on her lashes, and her long, thick, slender lashes finally couldn’t hold them back, rolling down one by one like crystal clear pearls.

She was crying.

Song Yugui had seen her cry many times, but at this moment, she just sneered. “Isn’t that what you mean?”

When I thought we had already made up, and I would spend more time with you, and you would gradually feel at ease, but the truth is, we haven’t made up. You might even… be resenting me without knowing it. Throwing away the things I bought for you, what’s the next step? Poison… poisoning me?