My Sister is Very Obsessive

After finishing the call with Black Cat, I looked at the screen of my phone, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Black Cat's way of going abroad was a bit strange.

However, there is no way. Black cats can't get an ID card, so they can't get a visa, so it seems that the only way to go abroad is smuggling.

Although it is a bit wild, it can be used anyway!

"Brother, who called just now?"

"Black cat!"

"What happened to the black cat?"

"She's gone abroad!"

"Going abroad? What is she going abroad for? Which country is she going to?"

"Going to Germany, I don't know exactly what she is doing abroad, but it seems to be looking for a solution to the penetration point of Shenliuli's family."

"Oh, then how did she go abroad? She doesn't have an ID card or visa. Even the mobile phone card is made with your ID card."

"Hitchhiking!" I explained with a smile, "First take the Eurasian train to Moscow, and then find a way to smuggle to Germany."

Originally, my sister had her eyes closed, but after hearing me say this, she couldn't help but open her eyes, "Is it so slippery, isn't she afraid of being caught?"

"Probably not. I guess it's not the first time she has done this. Don't worry, veteran, they have all smuggled out the experience."

My sister gave a chuckle, then stretched out her arms and wrapped her arms around my neck tightly, not worrying about the black cat anymore.

After being tired and crooked on the bed for a while, we got up and went to the bathroom together. After washing up, my sister ran to the living room, lying on the soft sofa cushion, like a salted fish, holding the remote control to switch TV programs back and forth.

I went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, in the kitchen, there was half a pot of cold soy milk, and then in the steamer, I found a stack of yellow-orange-orange corn nests, and two fist-sized fresh meat buns.

I put my palm on the side of the steamer and touched it, and found that it was already cold, but thinking that it is already past ten o'clock, there will be ghosts if it is not cold.

I put on my apron and started the fire, re-steaming the steamer, then poured the soy milk into a ceramic bowl and put it in the microwave.

After a hot breakfast, I put the soy milk, wowotou and steamed buns on the dining table. At the same time, when I passed the living room, I shouted to my sister who was too lazy to lie on the sofa.

"Breakfast!"

"coming!"

My sister got up from the sofa, then lowered her arms silently, swayed to the dining table, sat down with her chin on the table, and looked at me who was serving him soy milk,

"Brother, don't you think it's so boring!"

"Boring? No, I think this morning was quite fulfilling!"

I put the soy milk in front of my sister with a smile, but I couldn't help thinking that you are bored because you have nothing to do. I wake up in the morning and work on breakfast in the kitchen. After breakfast, it's almost time for lunch. I'm bored. This kind of thing doesn't exist for me.

"Let's go out and play!"

My sister took a sip of soy milk, and the upper lip of her small mouth was covered with white foam called foam.

"Where do you want to go to play?" I took a cornmeal wowatou and took a bite. The slightly sweet taste had a scent of corn, and with a mouthful of soy milk, the taste was simply superb.

"Anywhere, as long as you're not at home!"

My sister never liked things like steamed buns, so she put on a big meat bun with chopsticks, and drank the soy milk from the bowl while biting it.

"I think it's better to stay at home today and go to the party tomorrow."

"What shall we do that afternoon?"

"Afternoon?" I blinked, turned my head and glanced around, "You can take down the curtains to wash, there are some dirty clothes in the bathroom, anyway, just find something to do."

"Alas! All right then!"

My sister has never been very interested in doing housework, but I am very interested in it. Watching messy things become organized and dirty things become clean, the sense of accomplishment is simply unstoppable.

Hmm, oh I think it has something to do with obsessive-compulsive disorder too.

After breakfast, my sister went to lie down on the sofa again, and I wore an apron. After cleaning the pots and pans, I began to turn the kitchen bit by bit like an adventure.

Nothing changed from what I remembered. After rummaging in the kitchen for a while, I went to the bathroom and looked at the front-loading washing machine. I just remembered that I seemed to be washing the sheets and quilts in it yesterday morning. .

But later, because I took a nap and slept into the night, I forgot when I woke up.

I hurried up and opened the washing machine door, it was empty, and then I shouted at the door,

"Sister, do you see our sheets and quilts hanging on the balcony?"

"It's cold, what's wrong!"

"nothing!"

It seems that my mother helped us dry it out. Look at my heart, why I always feel degraded.

Now that the sheets and quilts have been dried, I took the rattan basket to the bathroom, put all the changed clothes in the basket, went back to the bathroom, put in the dirty clothes, and washed them.

While the clothes were still being washed, I went to the living room again and pulled the curtains to check if there was any dust on them.

After shaking, and then the dinger effect of the light path coming in from the balcony, I found that the amount of suspended dust in the light path did not increase significantly.

In other words, the curtains are very clean. It seems that even though my sister and I are not at home, my mother often takes them down and cleans them.

Since the curtains in the living room have been washed, there is no reason for her not to wash the curtains in my sister and my bedroom.

I have a headache. My mother has done everything that I can do at home, and asked me how to spend this afternoon. It's uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

I sighed softly and sat next to my sister.

My sister lifted her small jade feet, put them gently on my lap, moved and asked, "What's the matter, why are you sighing?"

"Mom has done all the housework, I have nothing to do!"

"Isn't that good!" My sister turned over and lay on the sofa. The sunlight slipped through the closed glass on the tight balcony and fell on the sweater on my sister's chest.

"What shall we do that afternoon?"

"Afternoon..." My sister shook her head from side to side, then suddenly got up again and sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking like she was thinking hard.

After thinking for a while, my sister suddenly opened her eyes, "Ah! Yes!"

"what?"

"Do you remember the exam at the ice cream shack the day before yesterday?"

"Remember!"

"You're not good enough!"

"You said that a full score is a pass. I got eighty-nine, and I really failed."

"I also said I would punish you, right!"

My sister looked at me with a malicious look on my face, and I suddenly felt a chill down my spine, and a bad premonition rose in my heart.

"What do you want to do?" I asked stammeringly.

"Hey!" My sister leaned forward, kneeled on the sofa, supported her body with her hands, climbed up in front of me, and grinned at me, "In the afternoon, we'll play the game of punishing you!"

I felt a chill all over my body, and I couldn't help but move back a bit.