Text: Ark of the Desert
Figure: From the network
My great uncle has three sons, and they are my three great brothers. The eldest brother graduated from college and was a small deputy department-level cadre; the third brother had a high school education and was the person in charge of the brigade clinic; only the second brother was a junior primary culture and worked as a farmer at home.
The eldest brother has been mixed in the official field for most of his life, and his language expression ability is good; the third brother sits in the clinic, deals with patients all day, and also learns some communicative language; only the second brother's legs are inserted in the dirt, usually silent, like a "stuffy gourd".
Don't look at the second brother is just a medium and slightly fat figure, looks average, all day three sticks can not beat a fart. The second sister-in-law is a well-known handsome daughter-in-law in the village, a type of woman who is called a beautiful woman by modern people.
I don't understand, just by virtue of the second brother's figure, that look, that dead meat turtle's strength, how can I marry such a beautiful daughter-in-law as the second sister-in-law? I was often inexplicably indignant in my heart.
The second sister-in-law is not tall or short, not fat or thin, double eyelids and large eyes, the only drawback is illiteracy. The second sister-in-law is not only beautiful, but also very able to bear hardships and stand hard work, and does not say much. In the farm work in the field, as long as she can do it, she never climbs the second brother; she does not let the second brother interfere in the affairs of the family.
The second sister-in-law is still a virtuous woman, and she always lets the second brother enjoy it when she has good food and drinks at home, and rarely thinks about herself. Living at home, the second sister-in-law is obedient to the second brother, and there is no big speech, let alone tantrums!
One night walk, I finally couldn't help but question my husband, of course, there was also the meaning of beating him: You say that your old Li family burned high incense in which life? Marry these able daughters-in-law. In particular, your second brother deserves to marry his second sister-in-law with his stuffy gourd!
Unexpectedly, my husband said proudly and proudly: How can the second brother marry the second sister-in-law? The object of the second person's conversation on the street was a famous flower on the street!
"Really fake? It's in the square, there's no roof, you can blow it with confidence"! I do not believe what Sir said at all.
Who knew that the gentleman actually told the story of the second brother's sexual encounter when he was young: It was 1968, and the commune built a lime kiln next to the hill in the street, and each brigade sent a young and middle-aged laborer to work on the kiln. At that time, my eldest uncle was a party member and a village cadre, and he was a popular kind of person, so the second brother was selected to work in the lime kiln.
The second brother had to leave early and return late to work in the lime kiln, when the family was poor and could only buy him an old bicycle to take a ride. The second brother found a family near the lime kiln and stored the bicycle there to facilitate the convenience of picking up the car when he returned home from work.
It was the opportunity of storing bicycles that the second brother was able to get to know the girl of this family - people gave the nickname "a flower". Speaking of "a branch of flowers", it looks really beautiful, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, cherry mouths, and two waist-length braids. Her mouth was sweet, and her laughter was like a silver bell.
People in the village go to the street to catch the market, and often see "a branch of flowers" riding the old bicycle of the second brother walking the street. Every day, the second brother had to go to the "one flower" home to access the bicycle, and when they came and went, the two of them looked at each other and secretly got better.
My great uncle and great aunt are the kind of people who are more conservative in their thinking, and they still follow the "orders of their parents and the words of the matchmaker" for the marriage of their children, and resolutely oppose the second brother and "a flower" to fall in love.
The great aunt hurriedly and panickedly entrusted people to the second brother to propose to the media, the media stubble is quite a lot, but the second brother always takes the standard of "a flower" to ask the woman, so say one yellow one. In the end, it was the uncle who came forward and introduced the distant granddaughter (that is, the current second sister-in-law) to the second brother. The second brother saw that the second sister-in-law was not inferior to "a flower", and only then agreed to this marriage.
It is said that when the second brother got married, "a branch of flowers" also came to eat happy wine!
I couldn't imagine that the second brother, who was like a stuffy gourd, had such a sexual encounter! This is exactly the fulfillment of an old saying: a broken pot has its own broken pot lid, and a fool must be loved by a fool!