my little sister in law

Many years passed, and life gradually calmed down.After the war ended, Fushou Town also became lively. People covered up the scars of the war and continued their ordinary life in spirit.

Only the aged people sat chattering at the door of their own house, and a few of them occasionally recalled the cruelty when the artillery fire came.

The leaves of the sycamore tree are pulled out, tender green, hanging quietly on both sides of the street.

The woman held her stomach and moved slowly.She was pregnant and had difficulty walking.

The young man next to her supported her, holding a bag of pears just bought from the market.Very sweet, turquoise skin, juicy, very tasty to bite.

Like a child, the woman bit the pear, chewed it into pieces, and swallowed it into her stomach.

Fu Chun looked at her fondly, and said softly: "Slow down. What are you doing eating so fast?"

"Got it." The woman snorted, and still took a bite of the pear nonchalantly.

They were walking in the shade of a tree, and a person hurriedly came out from the alley beside him. He lowered his head, and the two of them bumped into each other's shoulders.

"I'm sorry." Fu Chunshen apologized, looking nervously at the people around him.

The woman bit the pear, and there was a crackling sound, and she said vaguely: "It's okay, it's okay, let's go."

The person who bumped into him just now was stunned when he heard Fu Chunshen's voice.

The two gradually moved away, and the man still stood there with deep eyes.

That woman is already pregnant.I am afraid that in a few months, I will give birth.

In the evening, Fu Chunshen and Yuan Ting drank before returning home.

Now that my younger sister is married and has a child, he, the eldest brother, is always worried and wants to come over to see her from time to time.

Yuan Ting was cooking and cooking, and Fu Huan wanted to have a bite, so the two of them stopped him at the same time.

"No!" Almost in unison.

"You mother, why are you so worried?" Fu Chun frowned deeply, and took the wine away.

"It's not good for the child, bear with it." Yuan Ting rubbed his wife's stomach with his big hands, and said flatteringly.

Then the two men drank.

Fu Huan almost jumped up in anger, but no matter how much she begged, her elder brother was determined and refused to give.

It was dark, and Fu Chunshen came out from his sister's house. He walked on the street aimlessly.

The courtyard of the Lu family was abandoned long ago.The old lady passed away in the second year, before Lu Yinshan came back.

A funeral was held in the town to let the old lady go with dignity.

In a flash, it is also old.

Fu Chunshen stood at the gate of Lu's courtyard.

Through the door, a faint light came out.

He froze for a moment, and stepped in.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, Fu Chunshen ran towards the bright light.

He saw a figure.

It's the flower vine in the front hall.

In the night, amidst the shade of flowers and vines, there was a person standing alone.

When he ran over, he was gone.There are only cigarette butts left on the ground, and the flickering sparks are flickering and gradually extinguished.

What about people?

He looked around, doubts gradually arose in his heart, and there was also a kind of uneasy restlessness in his heart.

A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind, and before Fu Chunshen could react, they held him tightly.

"What are you doing here?"

With his chin resting on his shoulders, Lu Yinshan buried his face in his collar, put his hands into his clothes, and rubbed his nose against him, eager and forceful.

"Second master! Second master..." Fu Chunshen arched his waist back when he pinched him.He murmured, looking sideways.

It was Lu Yinshan.

It's still the same as it was then, and it doesn't look like it anymore.

What catches the eye is the vicissitudes of war and the hostility all over his body.

Second Master Lu didn't feel the joy of seeing each other again, he wrapped Fu Chunshen impatiently, the knuckles of his big hands rubbed against the flesh of his chest, and he tore open the front of the man in his arms with a few strokes.

"Mr. Fu, I'm afraid you've forgotten me a long time ago, huh?" He bit Fu Chunshen's ear, and pressed the tip of his tongue against the pinna, probing lightly.

"I didn't..." Pushed by him, Fu Chunshen was half lying on the small shelf in the flower hall.He explained, grabbing those hands indiscriminately, a little helpless and persistent.

He was afraid that Second Master Lu would misunderstand him, and he was waiting for him so sincerely...

Seeing his resistance, Lu Yinshan felt even more jealous. He hugged him, stretched his fingers down his trousers, and ripped off the gentleman's navy blue bottom shirt.Clasping the roundness with his big hand, he hit it.

He clearly saw that the woman was walking with him with her big belly.

"Liar."

"I...uh" Fu Chunshen didn't know what the second master was thinking, he panted lightly and twisted his waist unbearably.

The night wind was blowing refreshingly, but the person under him was like a cooked shrimp, dodging in embarrassment, his face was flushed, and he stretched out his hands to cover up his embarrassment.

Lu Yinshan held Fu Chunshen's hand, rubbed the knuckles together, rubbed them into the joints of his fingers, and interlocked with his fingers.

He gripped so hard that the veins in his hands burst out.

"No, I, I've been waiting..." Fu Chunshen couldn't finish the rest of the sentence. He had never touched anyone, and his body was still jerky. At the position of the heart, listen to his intermittent explanation.

"What are you waiting for?" Second Master Lu asked, but his hands were dishonest. He grasped his fragility, and he could see the up and down movements through his pants.

"Wait for you... um." Fu Chunshen stammered, he twisted his waist, trying to turn around, even if there was no one in the flower hall, even if it was already dark, he was still ashamed.

Lu Yinshan kissed him on the cheek, picked him up, and hugged him face to face.

"Miss me?"

"..." Chun Shen didn't say anything, and the second master gave him a fierce push

"...Thinking...Thinking about..." Fu Chun couldn't help but said embarrassingly. He grabbed Second Master's shoulder and looked at him with good eyes.

"Who is that woman? Huh?" Lu Yinshan's hands disheveledly opened the skirt of his clothes.

"The one who eats pears in the afternoon!"

"It's Huan Shuang, she's pregnant...well."

Before he could finish speaking, he was already pressed against the pillar of the flower vine.

In the twilight field, the cricket in the grass is blowing its not-so-pleasant tune.The small flowers blooming on the flower vines couldn't stand the beautiful spring below, and closed their eyes one after another.

There is no wind and snow, and there is no parting.