big stutter

Excuse me, how to explain that a big man came to your house with a lot of New Year's goods and gifts on the night of the third day of the Lunar New Year?

My grandmother said, "Even if the son-in-law comes to the house, it's not such a big gift."

So I tried my best to create a persona of a tall, rich, handsome and good friend for Dajieba, saying that these things are "sprinkling water" to him.

He stammered and laughed on the surface, but he was about to cry in his heart.

The handsome guy attracted the attention of the whole family as soon as he entered the door. After I gave them a brief introduction, Dajie held a bowl of water in both hands, sat upright and smiled facing the ten curious smiling faces.

I think his face is almost frozen with laughter.

A group of relatives asked questions there, and I rushed to answer for him.

Because he came so suddenly, I didn't tell my family about his stuttering. If someone didn't pay attention and said something that could hurt the big stutter, then I would be too distressed.

So after I rushed to answer again, one of my uncles was the first to get upset and asked me: "Why don't you let him talk?"

This sentence was spoken in a dialect, and he stuttered and couldn't understand it, but he probably guessed what my uncle meant, so he pressed my shoulder to indicate that I was fine.

I heard Da stammered and said: "I...I...I said...talk...not...not Mrs....too...fang...convenient."

He was visibly nervous and stuttered more than usual when talking to me.

The whole family showed a sudden realization expression. The uncle who asked the question probably felt a little guilty, and remedied: "It's okay, just talk slowly, we have plenty of time."

Big stammer also gave him a knowing smile: "Okay."

So he started to answer their questions by himself.

I felt relieved, and was called out by my cousin, who was two years younger than me and who was usually the closest to me.

The cousin had an expression of "tell me the truth": "Tell me, what's the relationship?"

"Just... a good friend." I was lucky.

"For me, it's not necessary." The cousin was full of disbelief, "Look at the lips of the two of you, they are moist, red and swollen, you understand everything."

I was startled, and subconsciously wiped my lips: "It's not that obvious, is it?"

The cousin smiled: "It's not obvious, I can see it, don't worry." Then he bumped me with his shoulder, "Okay, you, I caught a tall, rich and handsome guy back."

"Gao Shuai is real, but he's not rich. Those things cost him more than half a month's salary, darling, I feel so sorry for him."

"Come on, these gifts don't count on you in the end."

……

We were chatting vigorously, and we didn't realize that Big Stutter came over.

The cousin saw it first and called out, "Hello brother-in-law."

I was so angry that I choked him in front of my stuttering face: "He is your sister-in-law, brother-in-law Nima."

He was still stubborn: "Only you two, who can't tell who goes up and who goes down?"

Big stammer sniggered beside me, and I gave him a hard gouged look.

When I went to bed at night, I kicked my cousin to the next door to make room for Dajie.

The cousin went out hugging the pillow in aggrieved manner, and joked to Da stammered maliciously: "Brother-in-law, be gentle with sister at night."

"Get out!" I was furious.

Da stammered and blushed and sat next to me: "You all... sleep with... him... sleep with him?"

"You even eat my cousin's jealousy?"

"Well, eat."

After turning off the lights, the room was almost completely dark, the kind where you couldn't see your fingers.

Dajie was lying side by side with me, he pressed my hand, and drew circles one after another on my palm.

I was itching in my heart, but in this wooden house with zero sound insulation, I really didn't dare to be too bold.

Turning sideways, reaching into the stuttered clothes to touch the abdominal muscles, and specifically warned him: "I'll just touch it, you have to hold back."

"Playing... playing hooligans."

"Just playing hooligans, only playing to you."

After touching it for a while, I felt that the two of them were about to explode, so I quickly tried to divert my attention.

I lay next to Dajieba again and asked him, "Dajieba, what is your New Year's resolution?"

"Old... wife's... cocky... buttocks."

"Man, you're playing with fire." I slapped my stuttered, fleshy thigh, "Seriously."

Da stammered and turned to look at me: "Then...that is...with...and...wife...together...always...always together."

I also turned to look at him: "Da stammer, when did you decide to be with me seriously?"

He was silent for a while before he said: "Maybe... it's... your first... first time... calling... calling... my 'husband'. I... I didn't... think about... this... This...ask...question, no...no...hesitant...premature, always...very...very...serious."

I wanted to give Big Stutter a kiss on the forehead, but because I couldn't see it, I kissed him on the nose: "Thank you."

He leaned over and hugged me.