Chapter 13 How can you be so embarrassed?
Sang Zhixia's first reaction when she heard this was surprise at how Xu Yu addressed her.
Before this, her familiarity with Xu Yu was limited to you and me. Today, the enthusiastic people in the west shed called her Xia Xia, but Xu Yu blurted out Zhizhi.
Almost no one ever called her that.
Then, she saw the surprise on Xu Wenxiu's face as if she had seen a living ghost in broad daylight.
"You said she was right?"
As a woman with such a bad reputation for not respecting herself, how could Sang Zhixia be wrong?
Xu Yu lowered his eyes with an indifferent expression, and used the most calm tone to expose Xu Wenxiu's last layer of self-deception.
"Mother, this is not the Marquis' Mansion in Kyoto, and you are no longer the high and mighty Marquis' wife."
Being a woman in a marquis's family naturally involves many rules.
But this is Luobei Village.
There aren't that many men and women in the village, and anyone who can walk can be counted as labor.
If you want to survive here, you have to give up something.
Xu Wenxiu looked like she had been slapped in the face. Her face turned red, blue and purple, and tears were about to burst out. Seeing this, Sang Zhixia quickly lowered her head and stood up.
"Well..."
"You guys chat, I'm going out first."
The man she picked up started fighting with her mother-in-law, whose tears were worthless. In order to avoid getting hurt, she'd better hide for a while.
Sang Zhixia, wrapped in a quilt, stepped over the two sleeping children and slipped away without looking back. Before she left, she heard Xu Yu say, "The west shed is ready. Go lie down and recuperate."
She sighed without turning her head, and the next moment Xu Wenxiu burst into tears.
"Yu'er, how can you say that about your mother?"
"Why can't I tell you?"
Xu Yu looked at his mother, who was sobbing, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, you should wake up."
Things are not like before.
Xu Yu's words were sharp and to the point, hitting the nail on the head, which made Xu Wenxiu completely lose control of her emotions.
But no matter how loud she cried, no one paid any attention. Aunt Xu even rushed out and cursed her a few times, thinking her crying was too noisy.
Hearing Xu Wenxiu's crying subside, Sang Zhixia pursed her lips in an indescribable manner.
To be honest, she was really curious about how this person became the marquis's wife before her property was confiscated because she was a soft-hearted person who would bully anyone she met.
Does victory depend entirely on the number of tears?
After Xu Yu had provoked his mother, he came into the west shed with a pot of water. Seeing the confusion on her face, he subconsciously thought that she was still struggling with what Xu Wenxiu had said.
He frowned and said softly, "My mother spent the first half of her life being treated like a fragile vase placed on a high shelf. She's seen a lot of gold, silver, and jade, but not everything she says is right."
"You don't have to take her words to heart."
With the family in such a situation, there are so many things to take care of, both inside and outside the house.
Judging from today's events, he himself is not as meticulous and thoughtful as Sang Zhixia.
Xu Yu knew very well that Sang Zhixia was helping him.
The kindness he showed was not met with a cold shoulder, and Sang Zhixia felt a rare and indescribable joy in his mood.
Not bad.
At least there is one person who knows what is good for him.
She slumped under the quilt and muffled her voice, "I didn't manage to keep you company today, but I can't throw away this favor. I'll find a suitable opportunity to thank you someday."
Xu Yu hummed, and Sang Zhixia immediately said, "By the way, have you thought about how to make money?"
She took a rough inventory yesterday. If she didn't care about the quality and just wanted to fill her stomach, the current food reserves at home would probably last for about four months.
However, people cannot just rely on the jobs in front of them to survive. There are only so many resources available. We cannot just sit back and wait to starve to death after all the resources are gone.
It’s hard to say how much the rest of the people expected to starve to death.
She couldn't bear to feel so aggrieved.
Sang Zhixia's mind raced through numerous potentially profitable ways to survive, but who knew the next thing Xu Yu blurted out was, "I've found a way. You just stay home and take care of me."
Sang Zhixia exclaimed in surprise.
"So soon?"
"What kind of a way are you looking for?"
Xu Yu turned his head and said vaguely, "You're still sick, don't think too much."
"Still having porridge tonight?"
Seeing that he didn't want to elaborate, Sang Zhixia nodded: "Porridge is also good."
If you are sick, you should eat something light.
Sangzhixia was feeling very sick and had little energy, but he accepted the fact that he had to drink porridge continuously.
But the others are different.
At the dinner table, Aunt Xu first expressed her dissatisfaction with the food, and then wanted to look down on others.
"Although the Xu family has fallen on hard times, they are still different from ordinary people. Some people should still pay attention to their status, so as not to embarrass themselves in public."
Xu Wenxiu's eyes turned red and she lowered her head reflexively due to the ridicule.
Sang Zhixia sneered calmly, "The peasants are different from the Xu family. After all, the peasants have three acres of land inherited from their ancestors, while the Xu family has nothing."
It’s already this time, can you use your face as food?
Aunt Xu was choked by her until her face turned red.
Before she could act like a superior, Xu Yu said, "I've asked someone to find me a job. I have to go out early tomorrow morning. My mother needs to look after the children, and Zhizhi is sick and can't work hard. Let's have someone else cook from tomorrow."
To be fair, the task of cooking porridge every day is not difficult.
But the master, who is used to being served, doesn't want to move anyone.
Seeing that everyone had different expressions and remained silent, Xu Yu said calmly, "I won't be back until tonight."
The implication is that if you don’t want to go hungry, come by yourself.
Anyway, no one will starve to death if they don’t eat for three or five days.
The dinner table fell silent for a moment, and Sang Zhixia smacked her lips silently with a sick look on her face.
Xu Yu was about to take the initiative to attack for survival, so why were the others still standing still?
With so many healthy and fully alive people, are they all relying on Xu Yu to support their entire family?
How can you be so shameless!
She really had no appetite, and her throat was sore from the half bowl of porridge in her hand. She returned to the west shed which had been barely repaired and seemed to be in a state of worry.
Xu Yu came in around dark, holding the medicine she should take.
He made medicine for her after dinner.
"Take the medicine."
The roof has been repaired, and the drafty areas around it have been sealed with tarpaulin, so we don't have to worry about rain tonight.
Sang Zhixia held the medicine bowl in both hands and took a deep breath. After drinking it, there was an extra candy in her mouth.
She bit the candy and couldn't help asking, "Where did you get the candy?"
"I bought it when I went out to get medicine."
I gave one to Xu Mingxu and one to Xu Jinxi to put them to sleep, and the rest was a small paper bag the size of a palm.
Xu Yu placed the remaining candy next to Sang Zhixia's hand and said calmly, "Save it for when you take your medicine. I'll make the medicine before I leave tomorrow. Just rest after you finish it. You don't need to learn how to cook since no one is here to cook."
Sang Zhixia nodded, put down the medicine bowl, and saw Xu Yu pull out a few wooden boards, spread them flat on the ground, spread a layer of straw, and then lie down on them.
She was sitting cross-legged on the only place in the shed that resembled a bed, which was so narrow that it was a little pitiful.
The bed was made by Xu Yu.
His quilt was spread on the straw as a mattress, and the remaining quilt was wrapped around Sang Zhixia.
Sang Zhixia was unusually embarrassed and whispered, "You're just going to sleep like this?"
Is this rumored dandy a little too gentlemanly?
Xu Yu closed his eyes and said, "You are not feeling well. Go to bed early."
Sang Zhixia blinked, wrapped herself in the quilt and silently patted Xu Yu on the back of her head.
Under the influence of the drug, she quickly fell into a coma. However, in her dreams, it seemed as if a hand would occasionally touch her forehead, which was quite annoying...
After a peaceful night's sleep, when Sang Zhixia woke up again, there was a bowl of slightly cold porridge and a bowl of black medicine on the board beside the bed.
I don't know when Xu Yu left.
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