one acre flower field

I quit my job in October.I am more and more fond of the time spent with Yuan Jin, we are both consciously or unconsciously ignoring some necessary things.No matter how long it is, there will always be days.

Nothing is the saddest thing.

It was raining a little outside, and the rain was lingering and endless, from early morning to noon.

We all enjoy the weather, the pouring rain outside the house, the windows are closed, and the house is warm and cozy.My lover sits at the desk and draws pictures, and I sit beside him, looking at him while turning the pages of the book. The quiet sound of light music flows, and the quiet has a sweet taste, mixed with fresh maltose.

Yuan Jin looked up at the clock, then suddenly turned to me, glanced at the kitchen from the end of his eyes, gently pushed me, and said, "It's time to make lunch."

Since I resigned, he asked me to do the housework. I was still a little unhappy, and looked at him depressedly: "I don't know, you can do it."

He lowered his head and didn't look at me, and picked up his pen again: "I don't know how to learn, I'll teach you. Didn't you do a good job yesterday."

My eyes followed the tip of his pen, watching him gradually trace my appearance on the paper.He has been obsessed with taking portraits of me recently. He has a very good memory, and he can vividly remember everything from childhood to adulthood. He draws one picture every day, as if he is reliving the past 20 years.

Good and bad, memory and forgetting, when reviewing the past and learning the new, the old things themselves are no longer important, what we miss is just nostalgia.

I looked at the sunset and dusk on his paper, and we felt lonely when we were young.Some of the things that I don't want to give up have become irreversible when I was caught off guard.

But we are still struggling a bit, wanting to pick it up and look at it, put the pieces together, there is always the meaning of thinking about the past.

I calmed down, and finally just pretended to complain to him casually: "It's too salty, don't you remind me."

He said: "It's not that I didn't remind you, I won't let you lose your memory if you salt it once. Go wash the dishes first, and I'll come."

Yuan Jin has learned to be impatient with me recently, and I am very relieved to say that I am abnormal.The setting for him by the system is to be gentle, to be tame anytime and anywhere. Sometimes I watch him pretending to have an attack and then cautiously look at my reaction from the corner of the eye. I always think how can a child be so cute.

Yes, it is also quite strange that I learned a little bit of masochism in my thirties without a teacher.

I lit the fire, and Yuan Jin happened to wander in slowly, so I turned to look at him. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, looked at me with a smile, and guided me in a coaxing tone: "Really!" Great, pour some oil first, no, it's the rightmost bottle, yes."

I picked it up in a hurry, and asked, "How much is it?" while preparing to jump back.

He just laughed, and approached me to hold my hand while laughing, and said, "The oil won't splash out without water, don't be afraid, pour it on the shovel first, and then..."

Before he finished speaking, the doorbell rang, and I grinned and got out of his arms, and ran out in a hurry: "You fry first, I'll open the door."

No big surprise, the person who came was the blind date introduced by my mother.One every now and then, we are so used to it that we can no longer get used to it.

Standing at the door was a young boy with thin skin and tender flesh. He was really young, with red lips and white teeth. When he saw me open the door, he smiled shyly and said, "Hi, I'm He Sui, um, auntie asked me to come... ..."

He was probably a little nervous too, I understood, glanced at it casually, and probably understood my mother's latest aesthetics, so I smiled, stepped in, and asked: "Come in. Have you had lunch? Are there any taboos? "

My mother has some deep-rooted obsessions. For so many years, so many blind dates, men and women, of all kinds, all of them are below.

It wasn't a big deal at first, but when they chatted, they would find some things that my mother didn't explain clearly to them, and then they gradually developed a special enthusiasm for Yuan Jin.

Sometimes I watched them chatting with Yuan Jin from the side, I really wanted to put a notice on the door, it said: Here lived a loving couple, they lived a happy life And a quiet life.Except for blessings and gifts, other people are exempt from entering.

When Yuan Jin leaned out to listen to his taboos, I saw that He Sui's eyes lit up, and then he blushed and explained: "No, it's fine."

This is very simple, I glared dissatisfied at the single-sided glass in the kitchen, there is someone who is messing with women.

I asked He Sui: "Milk, orange juice or coffee"

He Sui looked at me again: "Milk is fine, that..."

I looked up: "Yeah"

He Sui blinked: "Auntie and the others will come over later."

I:"……"

My mom came, with her sister, and my newborn niece.

I sat on the sofa in embarrassment, listening to the questions and answers of the two of them knowingly.

My mother swung around with the little girl in her arms, and asked enviously, "Hey, Cheng'er is only this year and has children."

In fact, I also feel sorry for my mother. Every time I see her so happy to tease the neighbor's children, I feel uncomfortable.

My mother is innocent, and Yuan Jin is also innocent. Sometimes I wake up in a dream, really like stepping on eggs to cross the river, like walking on thin ice.

My aunt said "嗐": "Boss is not young anymore, he is 28."

My mother sighed twice: "I got married when I was only 28." Her voice amplified, a little on purpose, "That's the right thing to say, you said two people lived together when they were young, and one left when they were older. The other one still has a child to take care of." She glanced at He Sui again, and nodded to comfort him like a loving mother, "Even if there is no child, it is a good thing for two people to support each other and grow old together."

She was emphasizing on one word, and I glanced unhappily in the direction of the kitchen.The glass door was closed, and the TV was turned on in the living room, but I couldn't hear the voice from Yuan Jin.

I explained to her: "It's okay, I can draw a few design drafts now and it will be worth several years' wages, and I can still afford it for the elderly."

My mother ignored me, she took the child back to her aunt, took He Sui's hand and continued, "No matter what you say, you won't be alone, right? Hanging others. Taking advantage of his youth to delay him. At least he saved you from a young age. Now you make him unable to get married, unable to start a family, and let him be scolded all day long. What good will you do? "

My mother's mouth is really wronged for her, and it can be said to be unreasonable.I stood up abruptly, and the chair made a long, piercing sound on the floor. I walked towards the kitchen and shouted as I walked, "Husband, do you want to help?"

The sound of oily smoke and the glass door isolated the loving couple from the people outside. I stood aside aggrievedly and looked at Yuan Jin who was burning the edge of the pot and sprinkled salt, feeling like my heart would explode with pain.

I like the big baby so much, why is there someone who doesn't like it?

I don't know how long I stood there, but I was so sad that I couldn't get rid of it. I watched the sky and the dishes for a while, and then continued to look at him.

Yuan Jin took a look at my hand and suddenly started laughing at me.

I stared into his eyes: "Can we not be so heartless."

He continued to laugh, wiped his wet hands casually on the apron, stretched out and gently rubbed the center of my brows, and said while rubbing: "Yes, but our husband has been angry for me, I don't have to worry about our husband for a while."

I gave him a "reasonable" smirk, looked around, and asked, "Would you like to help me?"

He coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "You don't need to start, give me the garlic on your hand first, and I've been wringing it for you for a long time."