As December approaches, the temperature in Jiangcheng is gradually dropping, and it is very cold. There are no yellow leaves on the trees, and the cold wind blows, making it biting cold. No matter how cold the weather is, it cannot resist the warmth of the two people. I love you together with you with deep love...

"husband"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I seem to be pregnant."

"What?"

"Pregnant"

I threw away what I had in my hand and picked her up excitedly. She turned her to make her cry and she was dizzy before she could let her go. Oh my God, I am going to be a father, I am going to be a father. I am like a happy child, shouting and shouting, dancing and talking to myself, while she kept looking at me and smiling affectionately.

Meeting is beautiful, love is happy, and together is happy. What a beautiful era of pure love.

Before the end of the year, Zi Yuyan and I went to her house to recognize her.

Speaking of this, in the traditional concept of our country, it is different from girls going to men's house. Girls are satisfied with the men's house. This boy is probably 60% at most. Whose girl is not precious? Family? Far? Position? And so on will be considered.

But do you love her? Love it urgently, you have to go. One night before I left, I was nervous and extremely nervous, but she kept laughing next to me, which made me very distressed...

The first time I went to her house, it was already evening when the journey was bumpy for more than two hours. It was raining lightly and it was gray that day, and there were few pedestrians in the rural market.

After getting off the car, I saw a cute little boy, about twelve or twelve years old, but he was very handsome, with short hair, sword-like eyebrows, and big black and bright eyes. He smiled at me politely:

"elder brother"

A simple and kind name, I touched his head and had a great impression.

"Are the stars?"

"Yes, Zizixing"

"Sister, why did you arrive? I waited for a while?"

"Where is Lanlan?"

Zi Yuyan's sister Zi Yanlan often hears her talk about younger brothers and sisters, so I know that after she told her family that she had been friends, we also sent photos back. There were very few people who could use QQ, and letter paper acted as the most basic way of delivery.

"She goes back to help her mom cook first."

"oh"

My brother took the simple gift we prepared. Along the way, I held her hand and laughed while walking. She was so concerned about her brother's well-being that she could hear her ears.

There is a mechanical farming road from the market to home. It is rainy in the countryside everywhere. There are grass on both sides of the muddy road. From time to time, you will encounter raindrops on the grass, leaving a beautiful mark on the upper of happiness.

There were not many buildings in the countryside at that time, most of them were tiled houses or bungalows. There were large open spaces in front of the house, and a few willow trees were lush. It was a while ago, with mountains in front, bamboo forests behind the house, and foggy on the fish pond on the right, showing a quietness. The village was not big, and several families were sparse. When the lights were used, smoke was floating in the sky, and people who worked hard all day were preparing their own dinners. Although this place was not as good as a paradise, it could be called:

Smoke is coming from the mountains, and the sunset is glimpsed from the bamboos.

Birds fly up the eaves and clouds come out of the window.

I like it here.

"Mom, mom, I'm back."

"I'm back, it's good if I'm back, come into the house quickly."

At the age of forty, he is very kind and has a kind face. His hard work has left rippling wrinkles on his originally smooth forehead. He speaks softly and makes people feel close to him when he smiles. He is dressed cleanly and decently.

"Hello Auntie." I have secretly told myself a hundred times that I would call my mother when I met, but I was still timid.

"Brother, sister, I'm back"

"Well, little sister, why haven't you waited for us?"

"Come back and cook, what do you eat?"

"hehe"

My little sister is fifteen or sixteen years old, with a white melon-shaped face, long curved eyebrows, big glasses, and looks a bit similar to her sister. She speaks with a hint of laughter and is a little naughty.

"Get in, don't stand, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

On the wall opposite the gate is a mural of Grandpa Mao. This is called Zhongtang in our hometown. It is said to be used to keep a house. Under the mural, there is an old-fashioned strip of bars with wax tables and a few daily neat and clean. There is a table in front of the strip and a few tea cups, which is simple and practical. The clean cement floor seems to have been cleaned, and the wires on the walls have not been sorted out yet and need to be reinstalled.

I grew up in a small hill, chopping wood, diving, cooking, and cooking at will. My mother was busy in front of the stove. I was responsible for burning the fire. She snuggled beside me, and my younger brothers and sisters also ran into the stove to play. It was very lively for a while. Everyone's smile was filled with smiles on their faces. At this moment, I think we are all happy.

"Your dad is out for a visit. When you come back, you can put your mouth sweeter and be more obedient."

"Yeah, I got it."

"What about this kid, is he called aunt?"

...The face blushed to my ears, my mouth opened several times, but I didn't scream. My wife was laughing next to me, and my mother was laughing, waiting for me to change my words. I have to admit that it really takes a lot of courage. It has nothing to do with love or not. If someone says something is wrong, and I just open my mouth, then I can only say that you are too casual and don't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"mom"

My voice was light enough for anyone present to hear it.

"Eh"

Looking back, I saw her smiling, smiling very satisfied. Turning back, I saw my mother smiling while cooking dishes while gently wiping away the tears in the corners of her eyes with her left hand. This moment in her eyes means that the child has grown up and is happy for her. A simple word represents recognition of me and the establishment of relationships, and also bears a responsibility and obligation. This beautiful scene is deeply imprinted in her heart and imprinted.

The dishes in the bowls on the dining table are always full. My mother has a very good craftsmanship and can stir-fry the best flavor with the simplest ingredients. This taste is called happiness.

When I was resting at night, I still slept in the same room with my little wife. This is generally rare in China. When the man goes to the woman's house, there are rules that he cannot sleep in the same room. There are different opinions on why, but my mother has such an arrangement. She said that the rules are not regular, as long as you two are good, don't make me angry in the future. Besides, Xiaoyan is pregnant, and there is always a care for a room.
Chapter completed!