Chapter 154: Pig Slaughter

Yu Zeying pretended to be calm and said sternly, "Wife, if you castrate me, what will happen to your future sex life?"

Mu Xiliang's bright eyes curved slightly, "Am I dead? Can't I solve it myself?!" Without Yu Zeying, he could suffocate himself to death.

"Wife... I... I'm not as good as you?" Yu Zeying's eyes suddenly turned red, his narrow pupils were full of mist, "I... I've been so long and I'm still not as good as you. I work so hard every day and night, but in the end I'm still not as good as you... I'm not saying you're not good, it's just that you say I'm not as good as you... I feel like a waste..."

Now he has no money and no status. He thought he could make Mu Xiliang inseparable from him in bed. But now, he says he can do it himself...

Then he...

It was too embarrassing to cry in front of Mu Xiliang, so he turned around and sobbed against the wall.

Mu Xiliang looked at the blade in his hand in confusion, "..."

"Why are you crying? I'm not really going to castrate you."

"You say I'm not as good as you, which is no different from castrating me. Why don't you just castrate me..." If Mu Xiliang could feel that he was useful, he would be willing to be castrated, not to mention castrated, and he would promise not to make a sound. He would be more obedient than a piglet.

As he spoke, he started to untie his belt. Mu Xiliang reacted immediately and pulled him into his arms, pinching his chin to make him raise his head.

Yu Zeying's face was covered with tear marks and the corners of his eyes were red. He wanted to scold him, but when he saw him crying like this, he couldn't bear to scold him, "You cry quite beautifully!"

Her jade-like finger gently hooked his chin, "Alright, stop crying. I won't castrate you, I'll keep you to warm my bed!"

Yu Zeying sniffed, "Warm the bed? Then, my wife, besides warming the bed, will you still do that with me?"

"When didn't I do it with you? Come on, stop talking about this in the pigpen. It's so annoying! I won't care about you if you cry again!" Mu Xiliang didn't sleep well and was very irritable. He had no patience and was in no mood to coax him.

Yu Zeying sobbed hoarsely, "Okay... then wife, are you still going to castrate the pig? I'll go catch it for you..."

"I don't want to castrate you anymore. You can do it yourself. I'm going to take a nap." Mu Xiliang put the blade on the fence and yawned. Yu Zeying wiped his tears, hugged him, and said, "Then I'll carry you back!"

Mu Xiliang didn't want to walk either, so he leaned lazily on his shoulder. Yu Zeying carried him to the door, stretched out one hand to open the iron gate, but before he stepped out, the pigpen door was not closed properly, and a piglet jumped out.

They jumped and ran around in the alley, causing the piglets in the pigpen to become restless.

Mu Xiliang closed the iron gate and said, "Put me down and catch the piglet first."

"Okay." Yu Zeying put him down. When the piglet saw him coming, it ran to the mess room where the pig feed was stored. When Yu Zeying went in, it stood there without moving. As soon as Yu Zeying approached, it immediately shot out from under his feet like a cannonball.

Yu Zeying picked up a wooden stick and strode after him. Mu Xiliang stood beside the iron gate with a sinister look in his eyes. The little piglet saw that he couldn't get out, so he turned around and ran towards Yu Zeying.

Mu Xiliang took the grass-cutting sickle from the wall, stretched his arms and swung it out. The sickle cut through the long wind and stuck steadily in front of the piglet, just a little bit away from the soft little pig's hoof...

He shook his soft ears twice, and fainted under the sickle...

Yu Zeying gasped when he saw this. Mu Xiliang patted the dust off his hands and asked, "He's not dead, is he?"

Yu Zeying stammered, "Not dead..."

Mu Xiliang massaged his arm, "I haven't played with a knife for a long time, my hands are stiff. I hope you're not dead. If you are, we'll have roast suckling pig tonight!"

Yu Zeying picked up the half-dead piglet with sweat dripping down his face, "Okay..."

After all this trouble, Mu Xiliang lost his sleepiness. He just watched Yu Zeying castrate a pig. His technique was experienced and much gentler than his. After Yu Zeying castrated a piglet, he walked quickly to the groceries room and quickly brought out a chair, "Sit down, my dear. You can't stand for too long."

After wiping the bench clean, he took off his coat and put it on top, then helped Mu Xiliang sit down. Mu Xiliang held his waist out of habit, and only realized after he sat down that he looked a bit like a pregnant woman...

Yu Zeying was afraid that he couldn't stand the smell in the pigpen, "Wife, how about I carry you back?"

Mu Xiliang glanced at him and said, "I didn't grow up to be a delicate person. My uncle is a businessman, and I have followed him around since I was a child. I have been to places that are stinkier than this. Don't make me act like a delicate person. Hurry up and do the castration. After the castration, go and cook me some spicy chicken noodles."

Before he had spicy chicken powder, he wouldn't eat chili peppers, onions, garlic, or ginger. After eating the spicy chicken powder, he ate everything except those he was allergic to.

"good!"

Yu Zeying opened the door a little to let the wind in, and the stench was not so strong. Mu Xiliang leaned back in a chair comfortably, watching Yu Zeying castrate the piglets. He looked very good when his face was bent, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and there was an indescribable wild beauty.

It made him even more curious about how he would fly a bomber...

You don't have to guess to know that his silly dog ​​must be the best among the crowd.

"Yu Er, if you hadn't met me, would you have stayed in this small mountain village for the rest of your life?"

Yu Zeying's hand holding the blade shrank for a moment, "Will..."

"Will you keep killing pigs? Will you get married?" Mu Xiliang asked again.

Yu Zeying lowered his eyes, "I will always kill pigs and never marry a wife."

"Why don't you get married?" After living in Yunwu Village for more than half a year, Mu Xiliang saw that many people younger than Yu Zeying had already started families.

"I never thought about it. Before I met you, I wanted to die every day..." Yu Zeying said halfway, but it was too late to change his words.

Mu Xiliang's beautiful and enchanting face was calm, and she clenched her jade-like fingers, "Why do you want to die?" Her voice was calm, as if she was asking about a trivial matter.

Yu Zeying used to cry without any hesitation in front of Mu Xiliang, but this time he lowered his head and said, "When I was a child, I saw my uncle kill a man with my own eyes, but afterwards he went to the man's funeral as if nothing had happened. At that moment, I didn't know whether the world I was in was the world of humans or the world of animals..."

He wiped the blood off the blade vigorously. "Later, I found out that my grandfather had embezzled the compensation from Ah Sui's father. I didn't want to live anymore. But I had to live..." When he wanted to investigate further, his grandfather threatened him with Song Huizi and the army. He didn't dare to gamble, because the grandfather who had carried him since he was a child had lost his humanity.

Lu Jun and Song Huizi were too good to him, he couldn't just die. So he had to stay by their side and protect them all the time. With him around, Yu Yaodong wouldn't touch them...

Mu Xiliang heard Song Huizi talk about the former Yu Zeying, who was unbridled and fearless. He was fearless, but he loved to cry...

When he was a child, he listened to Lu Jun's ghost story about his mother becoming his mother. He cried most of the night and wanted to sleep in Song Huizi's arms. Lu Sui also wanted Song Huizi to hold him while he slept, so Lu Jun was driven away to sleep on the floor.

Mu Xiliang leaned forward slightly, lifted Yu Zeying's chin, and as expected, he started crying again. The unformed tears in his eyes were like flowing stars. "Why are you crying? You have everything except the child now. What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with me as your wife?"

Yu Zeying shook his head violently, leaving only an afterimage. "No! I am very satisfied. Even if I have nothing, as long as I have you, I will...I will be content!"

If he hadn't met Mu Xiliang, he would not have let his grandfather live for another day after knowing that he was the real murderer of Lu Sui's father. Of course, he couldn't let his grandfather who killed him live on, so only death could bring relief.

Death is also his best destination...

But maybe God had mercy on him and let him meet Mu Xiliang...

For the first time, he wanted to live a good life.

Mu Xiliang pinched his nose, "Are you satisfied with having me? But I'm not satisfied. I don't want to live a hard life with you! You have to make money quickly and keep me fat and plump."

Yu Zeying cried and laughed, "Okay..."

Mu Xiliang wiped his tears with anger, "Silly boy... stop crying, and quickly castrate the pig!"

They were very close, and their breath was as white as a handful of warm jade, and their sweat was like pearls. Yu Zeying was aroused, and he pulled him over, and the two of them kissed each other heavily...

"Yu Er... don't stay here... go back to your room, go back to bed..."

"Okay, I'll listen to my wife!"

The mountain is very quiet, especially after the rain. The evening is smoky and the water and trees are clear. The piglets in the pigpen are still humming, but there is a different sound in the humming. If you listen carefully, your ears will burn...

It was raining and about to rain again. Liang Jingxuan, wearing a white down jacket and a hat with ears, stood obediently at the door of the photo studio waiting for Lu Sui. Across the street there was an old man selling fried potatoes. Liang Jingxuan was drooling before she even got out of the car.

Lu Sui noticed it, wiped his drool, carried him to the door of the photo studio, told him not to run around, and quickly walked to the other side of the street.

It was only five or six steps away. Lu Sui looked back at him every two seconds. Liang Jingxuan was chewing White Rabbit candy. The old man was very fast, picking up the fried wolf tooth potatoes with a slotted spoon. "Can you eat spicy food? Is there anything you can't eat?"

"You can eat spicy food, you don't have any taboos, put more zheergen." After Lu Sui finished speaking, Liang Jingxuan on the opposite street shouted at the top of his voice, "Grandpa, put more chili powder, put a lot of it!"

His voice was soft, and the old man smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you more!"

After mixing and packing, Liang Jingxuan looked at the potato cakes that had just come out of the pot, and her saliva flowed down her chin before she reacted, "Honey, I want more potato cakes, I want two! Put a thin layer of chili powder on them."

He raised two fingers. Lu Sui looked at him expressionlessly. He thought he was wrong and looked at his fingers again. "There are only two..."

Lu Sui didn't bring him over because he knew that once he came he would not just eat fried potatoes, so he bought two more potato cakes with a cold face, but without chili powder.