In Jiangcheng, which is approaching December, the temperature is dropping gradually and it is very cold. There were no yellow leaves left on the trees, and the cold wind blew, biting cold. No matter how cold the weather is, it can't resist the warmth of the two people, and the love is deep......

"Husband"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I seem to be pregnant. ”

"What?"

"Pregnant"

I threw away what I was doing, and I was so excited that I picked her up, and then she shouted dizziness before I was willing to let her down, oh my God, I'm going to be a father, I'm going to be a father. I was like a happy child dancing and screaming, dancing and talking to herself, and she kept looking at me affectionately and smiling.

Meeting is beautiful, love is happy, and being together is happy. What a beautiful time.

Before the end of the year, I went to her house with Ziyuyan to recognize the door.

Speaking of this recognition, in the traditional concept of our country, it is different from a girl going to a man's house, a girl is 90% satisfied with going to a man's house, and the boy is estimated to go to a woman's house at most 60%. Whose girl is not precious, family, distance, conditions, population, etc., will be taken into account.

But do you love her? love urgently, you have to go, the night before I left, I was nervous, nervous to the extreme, but she was laughing hard beside me, which made me very embarrassed, anxious, so I hugged her and kissed her hard.

The first time I went to her house, the road was bumpy for more than 2 hours, and it was already late in the evening, it was raining lightly that day, it was gray, and there were very few pedestrians in the rural market.

After getting out of the car, I saw a lovely little boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, but he was very handsome, with short hair, very dark eyebrows, big black and bright eyes, and he smiled at me very politely:

"Brother"

A simple and affectionate salutation, I touched his head and was very impressed.

"Are the stars?"

"Well, Zizixing" is very sensible.

"Sister, why did you arrive, I waited all afternoon"

"Where's Lan Lan?"

Zi Yuyan's sister Zi Yanlan often hears her talk about her younger siblings, so I know that after she told her family about her friends, we also sent photos back, and there are very few people who can use QQ, and letterhead serves as the most basic way to transmit.

"She went back to help her mother cook first"

"Oh"

The younger brother took the simple gift we had prepared, and I held her hand along the way, laughing as I walked, and she greeted my brother with all the warmth in her ears.

It is a mechanized road from the market to the home, and it is the same everywhere on rainy days in the countryside, and there is grass on both sides of the muddy road, and from time to time you will touch the raindrops on the grass, leaving a beautiful mark on the clean uppers.

In the rural era, there were not many buildings at that time, and most of them were tiled houses or bungalows. There is a large open space in front of the house, a few willow trees are lush, some years old, there is a mountain in front, there is a bamboo forest on the left and behind the house, and the water surface of the fish pond on the right is foggy, showing a quiet place. The village is not large, with a few families scattered and scattered. At the time of the lantern, the smoke wafts in the sky, and the people who have worked hard all day are preparing their own dinners. Although it is not comparable to a paradise, it can also be called:

The smoke comes from the mountains, and the sunset is seen in the bamboo.

Birds fly up the eaves, clouds come out of the windows.

I love it here.

"Mom, Mom, I'm back. Zi Yuyan called like a happy child.

"It's back, it's good to be back, let's get inside. ”

At the age of about forty years old, he was dressed plainly and decently, very kindly, with a kind face, and his hard work left ripple-like wrinkles on his originally smooth forehead, and he didn't speak loudly, and his smile made people feel closer.

"Hello Auntie. "I have secretly told myself a hundred times that I will call my mother when we meet, but I am still timid.

"Brother, sister, I'm back."

"Well, little sister, why didn't you wait for us," Zi Yuyan asked.

"Come back and cook, why don't you eat?"

"Sensible," Zi Yuyan smiled with relief.

Little sister, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a white melon seed face, curved eyebrows and slender eyebrows, big glasses, looks a little similar to her sister, loves to laugh when she talks, and is a little naughty.

"Come in, don't stand, come in, it's cold outside. ”

On the wall opposite the gate hangs the mural of Grandpa Mao, which is called Zhongtang in our hometown, it is said to be used for the town house, under the mural is an old-fashioned table, on which there is a wax table and a little living items, neat and clean, there is a table in front of the table, put a few teacups, simple and practical. The clean concrete floor looked like it had just been cleaned, and the wires on the walls had not been sorted out and needed to be reinstalled.

I grew up in the mountains, chopping wood, diving, lighting the fire, cooking are all at my fingertips, my mother is busy in front of the stove, I am responsible for the fire, she snuggles up to me, my younger brothers and sisters are also clustered into the stove room to play, for a time it was very lively, everyone was full of smiles on their faces at this moment I think we are all happy.

"Your dad is out as a guest, and when you come back, you will have a sweeter mouth and be a little better. Auntie looked at me and said.

"Well, I got it, Auntie"

"Is this kid still called Auntie?" he smiled.

…… The face was red to the root of the ears, the mouth opened several times, but I didn't call out, Yuyan was laughing next to me, my mother was also laughing, and the whole room was waiting for me to change my words. I have to admit that it does take a lot of courage, it has nothing to do with love or not, if someone says what is this, open your mouth and come, then I can only say that you are too casual and do not understand the meaning of this word.

"Mom"

My voice was soft enough for everyone present to hear.

"Huh"

Looking back, I saw her smiling, smiling very contentedly, turning my head, I saw my mother smiling while stir-frying, while gently wiping the tears from 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, representing my recognition and the establishment of a relationship, also carries a responsibility and obligation, this beautiful scene is deeply imprinted in my heart at this moment, branded.

The bowl on the table is always full, my mother's craftsmanship is very good, and the simplest ingredients can be fried to bring out the best taste, which is called happiness.

When I rested at night, I still shared a room with her, hugging and sleeping. This is generally rare in China, the man goes to the woman's house, there are rules that say that you can't sleep in the same room, and there are different opinions on why you have different opinions, but the mother has such an arrangement, what rules are not ruly, as long as the two of you are good, don't let me be angry in the future, and Xiaoyan is pregnant, and there is a good room to take care of.

The night in the countryside is surprisingly quiet, and watching the people in the crooks of the arms sleep very sweetly and soundly......