double autumn

My husband and I were 25 years old, and in the summer of the second year after I graduated from school, I finally tasted sex for the first time.At that time, there was a thunderstorm in the city, and it continued to fall for several days. It seemed that the whole city was about to be flooded, especially our warehouse was in a low valley, and the waterlogging was extremely serious.A few guys rushed to tell my husband, as soon as he heard this, he put on his coat and went out. I hurriedly put on my umbrella and followed him to the warehouse.Fortunately, the old man (he was my father's old buddy) who stayed there had already made preparations and moved the goods to a higher place. Only a few batches of low-value goods that had not yet had time to move were affected by the damp.When we got there, the water in the warehouse was up to the calves, and the guys over there were covered in mud.After listening to the old man's report, the husband didn't say anything, but asked people to send the old man to our house to rest quickly, fearing that the old injury on his leg would recur.I saw that Mr.'s eyes were quietly red.Then my husband took off my coat and put it on for me, and told me to stay in the corner so as not to get caught in the rain. I rolled up my sleeves and trouser legs, and went to inspect the goods with the young man. I was in such a hurry that I didn’t even need an umbrella.

That night I was sleeping with my husband, and there was constant thunder outside, which made people panic.As a rule, my husband slept on the outside, a little distance away from me. After I turned off the lights and fell asleep that night, I heard him turn over several times, then move over, and hugged me carefully.I asked, what's wrong?He didn't answer, but just hugged him tighter and tighter.A thunder exploded, his body trembled, his cold face pressed against my back, and I suddenly remembered that my husband is afraid of thunder.

I said, brother, how about I chat with you, and then I held his hand tightly.

He leaned on my back and hugged me for a long time, and then he put my head on his arm, hugged me like that, and then said: "I'm really afraid that all those things are gone today...the things are gone , our family has no money. For the first time today, I feel that the life of our Lin family is not easy, and it is really too fragile. It can be destroyed by a random rainstorm. I have been thinking, without those Things, what do I need...to maintain this family?"

I listened, smiled suddenly, patted the back of his hand lightly, and said: "It's okay, brother, you still have me. Your brother and I are not useless, so I can barely be with you, right?"

He was silent for a long time, and kissed the tip of my ear.

We chatted for a long time and talked about many things, about the days when we were dependent on each other, about the "brothers" of my husband at that time, about the girls I liked, and about our mutual love for each other.After chatting until midnight, the thunder gradually stopped, leaving only the torrential rain.We also gradually had nothing to say, and my husband's body has become warm because he hugged me tightly.

I said: "Sir, I really like rainy days without thunder. When it rains heavily, no matter what happens outside, you are the only one with me at this moment. Sir... I love you so much, it is the kind of love of a lover .”

He said, "Me too." There was no hesitation in his tone.

I moved in his arms, and suddenly remembered something, I didn't know whether I should speak, I frowned and hesitated and said: "Brother, there is something, I don't know..." "Say." His lips pressed against mine on the nape of the neck.I took a deep breath, and had no choice but to say, "Brother, move a little...you're holding me up."

"Yeah." He agreed, but didn't get up, instead he pressed even tighter, with his palm lightly resting on my waist. In the darkness, I heard him chuckle lightly, and said in a calm voice, "You've provoked me this time." Trouble, brother can't help you, or you can try to solve it yourself...huh?"

"No... let my sister-in-law get it for you," I muttered, a chill ran up from the spine of my tail, and then my body immediately started to heat up, but I smiled embarrassedly in my heart, and said, "How can my brother be like this?" I asked my brother."

He got up from behind me and wrapped me around him, with the ends of his hair brushing the tip of my nose.He smiled: "Then, my wife, can I ask you?" He bent down and kissed my eyes, lips and neck, and unbuttoned my collar.I only felt that my mouth was suddenly dry, and my back against the mat was so hot that I was sweating.I knew what he was going to do, so I couldn't help but start to panic, but when I heard his voice, I couldn't help thinking: This is my husband, it doesn't matter what he does, and I don't need to worry about it.As long as it's Mr., everything doesn't matter.I have firmly established a truth since I was a child, as long as there is a place where Mr. is present, you can feel at ease, and it should be the same now.

Mr.'s hands are beautiful and attractive, and the palms are warm. When he held me, the protruding joints and veins made me unable to take my eyes off me. I had to watch the scene, my face was so hot.I don't know where the master learned the method, but it made the top of my head go numb, and I was at a loss for what to do, so I subconsciously grabbed my husband's back.

Mr. asked me to call his name, but I couldn't speak, so he stopped and forced my face. He was not satisfied until I looked at him with confused eyes and read out the word "Lin Mu" seriously. He bowed his head, no matter how I called him, he would not stop.

As soon as I write down the details of getting along with my husband, countless memories come to my mind. No matter which one is mentioned, it is sweet.Sir has never broken my heart.Even thinking of the years of childhood and youth, because of the erosion of time, only a beautiful shadow of that time is left.It's a pity that I'm the kind of person who doesn't remember things, and the details of many things are all remembered by my husband.So if I want to think back now, things after adulthood are still good, but before adulthood, I can only make a rough idea, so now I want to write about Mr., and there are only a few profound things in my youth.I think, if the husband is here, there must be more than these few pages of memories.

For the rest, I remember some things, but I have no memory for me to prove the exact year and time it happened.Now, instead, I desperately want to remember the days before the separation, and the first time my husband fought with others for me.I understand... that was when I was laughed at by the neighbor's children, "No father, no mother, no home", the 12-year-old gentleman rushed out, picked up a brick and smashed it on the boy's forehead, without injury, He was so frightened that he ran home like shit.My husband carried me home. I was thin and small at the time, lying on his back like he was carrying a doll.He scolded me, why didn't he scold him, I said he was right, didn't I just have no father and no mother, and my parents didn't want us anymore... He put me down angrily, and shouted: "You didn't Father has no mother, but you have a family! Brother is your family!"

The place where my husband and I lived when we were young was a brick building on the outskirts of the city. One building had three floors, and the first floor could accommodate five families.There is a tree in front of the brick building, just beside the road, and birds often nest on it.I am naughty and like to climb up to dig out the bird's nest. My husband is afraid that I will fall, so he always stands under the tree root and looks at me.I couldn't get out the eggs, but I just sat on the thick branches and watched the scenery. When I had seen enough, I climbed down cautiously.My husband is worried and wants to hug me down every time.Once, I was actually hugged by him. He said, look, you are the bird on the tree. When you are tired from playing, you come back to the woods.

Mr.'s immature face at that time must have been very cute, but I can't remember it anymore.After the separation, we took our siblings and moved to a compound in the center of the city.

I remember that it was the winter solstice when I was 25 years old, and my siblings’ schools were not on holiday, so they all went home, leaving me and my husband at home.Our birthday is not far from the winter solstice, only two days apart, so my husband said that we would celebrate together.In the past, when the siblings were at home, we only celebrated the winter solstice and birthdays. Before that, when it was just the two of us, we didn’t even celebrate any festivals.So that time was our first birthday.A few days earlier, my husband had granted the servant a leave of absence, and let her go home. There were only the two of us in the huge yard, and it was a bit like the old days.

In the early morning of that day, we quietly ran to the ancestral grave of the Lin family, turned into the cemetery, wrapped three sticks of incense in the little soil of our parents' side, and wiped their monuments clean.On weekdays, the Lin family's cemetery was guarded by someone, so he probably went home for a reunion that day.When my mother was giving birth to us, she almost died. She bit off a piece of meat from the arm of Mrs. Wen, and she tried her best to save the mother and child.If it weren't for my mother, I wouldn't be able to stand here side by side with my husband today.When the elders of the Lin family were about to see us off, my mother turned pale from crying and fainted on the ground.Come to think of it, the unspeakable relationship between my husband and I also had a foreshadowing - when we were only one year old, the family invited a fairy to do the fortune-telling. When she did the calculation, she was shocked and said: "Hurry up and send these two children away." , They will cut off the blood of the Lin family.I have never believed in any destiny in my life, only the divination she made.Later, the mother's body could not regenerate, so the father had to marry a concubine and gave birth to younger brothers and sisters.Mother passed away when we were 14.

On the night of the winter solstice, the city is lively.But it was just some food stalls, and there were a few buskers standing on the side of the road singing, and a circle of people surrounded him, throwing him a few cents of coins.The servant was not around, so we had to have dinner outside. Although the husband can make some, the glutinous rice balls are only sold outside, so we simply stopped cooking.There were not many people in the restaurant, it was deserted, and my husband didn't want to drink, so I put down my chopsticks and wanted to leave after a few mouthfuls.Passing by a place selling hot rum, I grabbed my husband's sleeve and bought two bowls arguing.Later, it was almost early morning, we sat on a bench by the river, looked at the crowd on the bridge and on the other side, and blessed each other.

I said at that time: "Sir, we will celebrate birthdays and winter solstice together every year from now on, okay?"

He hid his hand in his sleeve, squeezed my palm, and said, "Don't talk about every year, I will spend my whole life with you." Then, he lowered his voice again, curling the corners of his mouth: "Brother, call me and listen to me!" .”

I had to obediently call him.At that moment, someone on the other side set off fireworks, which exploded brilliantly in mid-air.We looked at our reflections reflected in each other's eyes and smiled at each other.

Another time, about sixteen or seventeen years old, the exact age is not clear: I was lying at home with a high fever, and my husband went to call the doctor, and said that I would go to school to ask for leave. On the way, I would pass by a sugar shop and ask me Do you want to eat sugar water dumplings?I was probably in a coma at the time, so I dragged him and kept saying no, "I just want brother, I don't want sugar dumplings, I just want brother".That whole day he had to stay at home, with me, feeding me medicine and salt porridge.I couldn't open my eyes, and I was afraid that he would leave, so I asked him to do something next to me and make a sound, so that I could feel at ease.There is no need to buy that kind of sugar dumpling now. I really didn't want it, but I did, so my brother is mine now.

These are the clearest memories I have of Mr.In the next few years, it seemed that it was just like that.I often hug and kiss my husband on the cheek.One winter, I took a ten-hour train ride with my husband to the north to see the snow, and I also saw Gusu City and the broken bridge in Yuhang.I don't believe in Buddhism, but when I was in Hanshan Temple, I suddenly got excited and went in and worshiped all the Buddhas from all directions, praying that I and my husband can live forever.The elder brother in Gusu dialect is "Agou". When I said this, my husband laughed and said, "Then what are you, a cat? My cat."

We got married, and I don't quite remember when.In fact, it was just a joke. After the younger brothers and sisters all came out of college, one year, they arranged the hall on their own initiative.We don't have dresses, but the little sister sewed a few bright red patterns on the sleeves.The husband was still wearing the usual black clothes that day, but he smoothed his broken hair up.He gave me a piece of jade to wear next to my body, with a small word "Lin" engraved on it.We also don’t have parents’ high halls or ancestral memorial tablets, and we live in the world without any worries, so we stood in the center of the compound and bowed to heaven, earth and each other three times.That was it.

I once asked my husband why and when he fell in love with me, and he said that he had no memory of it.By the time I realized it, it had become a habit.Looking back on myself, I did the same.He also said that he had been worried for a long time at the beginning, but later he found that I was the same. He thought in his heart that if one person bears such emotions and the burden it brings, it is better for two to stand shoulder to shoulder, and maybe he can get some comfort , Then he made up his mind and went all out.I laughed, fortunately you were willing to go all out, otherwise the Lin family would not have a sister-in-law.He said, you little bastard.

The younger siblings went to other provinces to make a living, and they rarely came back for a year.Four or five years after I graduated, I also found a few jobs, such as being a Chinese teacher in a middle school, but none of them lasted long.Most of the time, I stay at home and help my husband with some financial affairs.Later, a friend of my husband introduced me to a publishing house as an editor, occasionally writing something for my husband to read.The husband always said that I wrote him too well to be true. I said, the husband in my eyes is so good.