Chapter 38.3 - Drunk (3/4)

Tang Huan did not listen to him. She jumped down to get the bowl herself. But the way she jumped down was very inelegant, almost falling on the ground, and the way she climbed back up was as rough and dumb-looking as the first time. Disgust and contempt appeared in Lin Peizhi’s eyes. He knew that Shui Xian was spicy and had seen her quarrel and even spit out profanities in the restaurant, but these did not affect her beauty. But now, as he watched her acting like a crude country bumpkin, Lin Peizhi felt that it was a pity. It was a pity that such good looks had grown on such a woman.

What he liked was sass, not vulgarity and stupidity.

“Shui Xian, come down!”

“I don’t want!” Tang Huan said without looking back and shouted again at Song Mo, “Pig Killer, are you listening?”

Song Mo remained silent.

Tang Huan stomped her feet in anger, turned to Lin Peizhi, and asked him to wait for a while before jumping down the other side of the wall. When Lin Peizhi hesitantly climbed up the ladder, he saw her standing beside Song Mo with her hands on her hips, trying to stop Song Mo from slaughtering pigs. Song Mo ignored her, as if she was a lunatic.

Lin Peizhi felt shameful.

A woman whom even a butcher looked down on, he…

How would the butcher think of him?

As he was thinking, the butcher, without warning, stabbed the fat pig which had not been properly tied up yet, and blood splattered on the spot. The fat pig squealed and ran away. He wasn’t sure if the woman was shocked by the pig or the splattered blood, but he saw her screaming and retreating, her screams even more miserable than the pig’s. As she stepped back, she tripped over a wooden stick and fell backwards.

No one helped her, so she fell into the pool of blood.

How humiliating!

Lin Peizhi’s last trace of interest in the woman disappeared completely. He jumped off the ladder angrily and left. A woman covered in pig blood. If he didn’t leave, should he wait for her to wash up? Lin Peizhi was not that desperate and impatient!

From a distance, the sound of the Mei family’s doorkeeping maid was heard from the front yard, followed by the loud bang of someone slamming the door.

The Song house’s backyard was silent except for the grunts of the pig in hiding.

Tang Huan lay on the ground on her back motionless, her sleeves covering her face.

She could still cover her face, that meant that she hadn’t fainted. Song Mo looked at her, looked away, and then looked at her again. He opened his mouth hesitating to speak and looked away again. After waiting for a long time, seeing that she still didn’t want to get up, Song Mo couldn’t help walking two steps towards her and urged her coldly, “You-”

As soon as he spoke, he saw her shoulders shaking. She was crying.

Song Mo panicked and wanted to ask her what was wrong, but he had never cared about her before. She had done that kind of thing to him, so he had even less reason to care about her. If he suddenly softened his attitude, would she think that he had placed her in his heart because of that incident? Which normal human being would fall in love with the bad woman who had made a fool of him?

He didn’t want to see her cry. Since Lin Peizhi had already left, at least she didn’t have to worry about being bullied tonight. He should also feel at ease and continue with his own business. “Y-you get up first. Go back home and cry if you want to. What are you crying in my yard for!”

He used his coldest tone to persuade her not to cry, and then waited for her to scold him back.

Tang Huan would be stupid to scold him!

She rolled over one side and got up. “Song Mo, don-don’t be angry. I had no choice but to come over to disturb you, because… Forget it, you probably couldn’t be bothered to listen to my explanation. Then I’ll take my leave now. Thank you for tonight. You can rest assured that there won’t be a next time.” After saying those words quietly, without even fixing her clothes, she walked towards the wall, stepped on the basket to leap on the wall, and jump down with a blank expression, without a single glance at him the entire time.

Song Mo stood in place, staring blankly at the wall.

She didn’t scold him, but as he looked at her back, why did he feel sorry for her? And why…did his heart ache a little?

He couldn’t figure it out. He kept standing, listening to her maid wash her clothes and fetch water for her to take a bath. He listened until there was no more sound coming from the other side, and he watched until the light in her room went out.

The surroundings also turned dark.

Song Mo didn’t want to disturb her sleep, so he decided that he would only get up early the next morning to slaughter the pig.

After hastily cleaning up the yard, Song Mo also went to sleep.

Unable to sleep, he lay in bed tossing and turning.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.

“Madam, Madam, you are drunk. Let’s go back inside. Don’t disturb Butcher Song anymore!”

“No! I’m going to go to him and ask him: ‘Am I not pretty?’ Ah? Why did h-he refuse to like me… I-if he had married me earlier, I won’t be greedy for that beast’s jade pendant. Then I-I don’t have to be bullied like this…”

“Madam, stop drinking. You are too drunk… Ah, what do you want to do?! No, come down. That’s too dangerous!”

Her voice became louder. She had probably gone up to the wall. Song Mo sat up and heard her slurred yells, “Go away! I don’t need a maid to tell me what to do! Go back to your room now! I-if you dare to nag me again, I will sell you to the kiln tomorrow!”

“Madam, I-”

“Get lost!” Along with this roar was the sound of a wine pot breaking.

Song Mo frowned. What tricks were this woman playing this time? Did she want to repeat the same method to trick him out again? Dream on!