My Husband is a Drama King [Book Transmigration] 33p2

Chapter 33 p2: Early Spring

Song Mingyan and Xu Zhizhou returned home. Liang Su had just fed the chickens and ducks and had put the dinner on to steam.

The two ge’ers went to their room to pick vegetables. Liang Su said, “In the spring, I’ll have your father find a tiler to fix the tiles on the eaves. A few of the tiles in the kitchen are not good. I saw some snow water dripping down today.”

Liang Su found a broken bowl and placed it under the leak.

The wind and snow were heavy now, and the eaves were slippery. She was afraid of an accident if she asked someone to come and work. Fortunately, as long as it didn’t snow heavily, it was fine.

In the hot summer, people were lazy, but they still had to work. Winter was the most leisurely time for farmers, and people also became lazy.

After dinner, Xu Zhizhou rubbed his hands together and went to build a snowman. Seeing this, Xu Cheng also went to build one.

The two of them worked together and built a snowman. Xu Zhizhou called out happily, “Husband, go and find two long branches for the snowman’s arms.”

Song Changxu found two sticks. Xu Zhizhou stuck them on either side of the snowman.

He found some small pieces of wood for the snowman’s eyes and a short piece for the nose. With that, it was done.

Xu Cheng put his own hat on the snowman’s head. “The snowman has a hat too.”

After playing for a while, they went back to their respective rooms to rest. Liang Su thought to herself that with one more person in the family, life was better and more lively. This was a good thing.

Song Changxu and Xu Zhizhou returned to their room. Xu Zhizhou got into bed first and called out, “Husband, you can blow out the candle now.”

Song Changxu said, “We can wait a little longer.”

He came over, took the ointment from under his pillow, and Xu Zhizhou’s scalp tingled.

Xu Zhizhou: “No…”

Before he could finish, his lips were covered by Song Changxu’s. This time, he was determined to press down. Xu Zhizhou’s legs went weak from his kisses.

Song Changxu’s eyes were dark. He kissed him and untied his sash at the same time. Xu Zhizhou’s eyes were hazy.

Song Changxu first tested with his fingers, and then went in himself. Xu Zhizhou tilted his neck back, his mind blank for a moment.

…

A few days later, the Xu family slaughtered their pigs. The three pigs they had raised were already fat. Xu Zhizhou got up early in the morning to watch. He called out to Song Changxu, “You can read at home. Come to my family’s for lunch. I’ll go and help first.”

It was the first time Song Changxu had done that. Both of them were novices. It was both pleasurable and painful. These past few days, both of them were a bit exhausted. Xu Zhizhou especially avoided talking about such things with Song Changxu. Whenever he did, he would get angry.

Song Changxu agreed. He opened his eyes and looked at the sky. “It’s not even bright yet. You’re up so early.”

Xu Zhizhou chose a set of winter clothes, applied some fragrant balm to his face, and replied casually, “The family has rarely raised three pigs. I often cut pig feed for them at home. This is the first time the family has slaughtered a pig. Of course, I have to go and see something new.”

Xu Zhizhou pulled Song Mingyan along. When they arrived, it was already lively. One pig had already been slaughtered, and there were two more. In the end, Xu Sunzheng only wanted to slaughter two and save the other one for later.

Xu Zhizhou and Xu Zhici were helping. When it was time to slaughter the pigs, they all gathered around to watch, but after a few glances, they couldn’t bear to look.

When Song Changxu arrived at the Xu residence, both pigs had been slaughtered, and most of the meat had been sold.

“Changxu is here. Your father-in-law’s family is slaughtering pigs today. Go and join in the fun.”

“That’s right. We’ve also bought a lot of meat.”

The price of meat on the day of slaughter was cheap. In the winter, they would buy a little more to cure for the following year.

When Song Changxu arrived at the Xu residence, Xu Zhizhou was squatting in the kitchen, adding firewood to boil water. A lot of hot water was needed for slaughtering pigs. The kitchen was steaming hot, not cold at all, but rather a bit hot.

Seeing Song Changxu arrive, he quickly stood up. “You can add the firewood. I’ll go and help outside.”

Song Changxu: “…”

He added the firewood without complaint. At noon, he had a meal at his in-laws’ that was all meat. Xu Sunzheng was in high spirits, his face full of smiles.

“Changxu, eat more meat. We can’t finish all this meat right now.”

Xu Zhici smiled.

Song Changxu ate a few pieces of ribs. This was Xu Zhici’s cooking. The protagonist shou’s cooking was really good. He was very satisfied.

He looked up at Xu Zhizhou. Xu Zhizhou was picking at his bowl of rice, already eating with great relish.

Song Changxu: “…”

In the afternoon, Xu Zhizhou still took a broom and swept the snow in the courtyard a few times. Song Changxu also took a broom to help. The weather was clear, and it seemed to be a good day.

In the evening, they had another meal at their in-laws’. Carrying the meat, the two of them left the Xu residence.

Xu Zhizhou had always felt that it was nothing to take things from his own home. He had Song Changxu carry everything.

“When we get home, we’ll put the meat in the cellar first. We’ll see what Mother and Elder Brother think tomorrow. We won’t have to worry about meat this winter.”

The night was dark, but they could still see the road. They walked home, chatting idly.

They talked about family matters. Song Changxu listened and would occasionally express his own thoughts.

When they reached the Song family’s, the main hall was still lit by a candle. Song Mingyan was playing cat’s cradle with Xu Cheng.

“You’re back. There’s still hot water in the pot. Go and wash up later,” Liang Su said, then saw that Xu Zhizhou was still carrying meat.

“Why did you bring back meat when you went to help?”

“Father and Mother insisted that we take it back. We took it back. We’re all one family, so it’s fine,” Xu Zhizhou said with a smile, putting the meat in the cellar.

In the winter, if you didn’t wash your face with hot water and soak your feet, it would be cold to get into bed at night even with a quilt. The two of them washed their faces, then washed their feet together and went to bed.

Xu Zhizhou was kissed by Song Changxu. He didn’t push him away. Instead, it made Song Changxu’s breathing heavier. Their lips and teeth were intertwined, their breaths even hotter.

Xu Zhizhou clung to Song Changxu, his fingers leaving marks on his back.

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In early spring, the river melted, the stream gurgled, the willows sprouted, and the apricot blossoms bloomed sporadically on the branches. There was no more snow in the sky.

Many children were playing on the grass on the back mountain. The villagers carried their hoes to the fields to work.

Song Ye went to find a tiler to fix the tiles on the eaves. The tiler looked at the eaves and said, “It’s nothing. Just need to fix ten tiles.”

The tiler fixed the tiles. They could do whatever they wanted with the old ones. He took his basket and left.

Liang Su removed the broken bowl from the kitchen. Now they didn’t have to worry about the rain. With the eaves fixed, her mood improved a lot.

Outside the courtyard, a yellow oriole was singing, and a sparrow stood on a branch. Overnight, the lake shore had turned from white to green. The green trees exuded a vibrant air, a complete change from the silver-clad appearance.

The cats and dogs in the village also woke up and could be seen everywhere on the village paths. Song Ye and Liang Su drove the ox-cart to town to buy two young pigs.

The two of them had to choose carefully, so that one of them wouldn’t get emotional and act recklessly.

Song Changxu was still studying. Time was getting more and more pressing.

In the spring, the people of Qishan Village were busy. Loosening the soil and sowing seeds were the major events of the new year. Song Mingyan and Xu Zhizhou had to help the family with the spring planting before they could set up their stall.

After all, for farmers, the fields were the most important thing.

The county exam in Jinhe was in the second month. He had to set off for Jinhe County at the end of the first month. When he got there, he had to find an inn, which would not be cheap at that time. Merchants valued profit and would take the opportunity to raise prices during the exam period.

The day before Song Changxu was to leave, Liang Su secretly gave him three taels of silver. “You said you have enough money, but it’s better to have a little more on you so you won’t panic. If anything unexpected happens, money is better than anything.”

Song Changxu was about to refuse.

Liang Su: “Don’t refuse. Your father and I have already thought about it. Jinhe County is so far away, and we’ve never been there. You’re in an unfamiliar place, and you’ll have to rely on yourself for everything. This is a small token of our concern.”

Song Changxu held the silver tightly and said, “Thank you, Father and Mother.”

He went back to his room to pack his things. He would just bring three sets of clothes to change into, two pairs of shoes, toiletries, books, and his purse.

His thoughts were clear, and he quickly packed his bundle. Xu Zhizhou also knew that Song Changxu was going to Jinhe County soon and was very reluctant to see him go.

“Are you leaving tomorrow morning?”

Song Changxu nodded. “I still have to go to Linglai Village. I’m going with Brother Feng.”

Xu Zhizhou said, “That’s good too. You can look out for each other. If you can’t handle things in Jinhe County, remember to find my uncle. He’s a yamen runner there. His name is Cao Chang. At least if something happens, you’ll have someone to look out for you. He’s more familiar with Jinhe County than you are.”

Song Changxu sensed that Xu Zhizhou was worried about him. He quickly walked over and hugged him. “Don’t worry. I’m a grown man. I’ll take good care of myself when I’m out.”

Xu Zhizhou felt the strength of Song Changxu’s embrace. He muttered, “How can I not worry? If you’re not by my side, I’ll worry about you. Only when you’re right under my nose will I be at ease.”

“…”

Song Changxu didn’t speak, just held him tighter.

“By the way, you have to get a good result. I’m still waiting to be the husband of an official. Everyone says I’m good-looking. If we get divorced then, I’ll go and find a rich family to marry into,” Xu Zhizhou said deliberately.

This kind of provocation was a bit…

“Alright, I’ll study hard and win you some face,” Song Changxu said through gritted teeth.

At night, after blowing out the candle, Xu Zhizhou reached out and traced his features, his fingers soft and gentle.

“I haven’t looked at you so seriously in a long time. Your looks and mine are indeed a good match. Otherwise, how could you have married such a good husband like me? Don’t you think it’s a blessing you’ve cultivated in this life?”

The fragrance of the plum tree outside the courtyard and the hazy moonlight intertwined, intoxicated in the gentleness.

Song Changxu held Xu Zhizhou’s hand, which was on his face, and gently kissed it.

He said, “Not this life, but the last.”

Author’s Note:

Little Song: A blessing of two lifetimes.

Little Xu: He’s gone. Who’s going to do my work? [Crying]