My Sister is Very Obsessive

"Brother, can you put your slippers on for me!" My elder sister called me with a pitiful look behind me.

"Go to the entrance to find it yourself!" I refused without looking back and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at the crucian carp soup prepared by my mother, the milky white soup is like milk, and the faint fragrance diffuses in the kitchen.

"Mom, why is your fish soup white?"

"Because the protein content of crucian carp is very high!"

I nodded slightly and started to prepare tableware.

When I came to the living room again, my elder sister and waited in place.

"Brother, a small bowl of rice, thank you!" She raised her little hand and gently pinched a joint.

I handed her the bowl with rice in my hand, put a bowl on my mother's place, and turned back to the kitchen.

"Brother, you can bring out the rice cooker." The elder sister came up with a "smart plan" from behind.

"Okay!" I replied dumbfounded, and then I listened to her demonic words, and raised the rice cooker to the dining table one by one.

At this time, my mother also came out with the fish soup.

After that, it was time for the family to have a happy dinner. My sister was the most active. She wanted to eat fish and was afraid of fish bones.

"Sister, this crucian carp has many thorns, and ordinary people use it to make soup. If you insist on eating meat, isn't this embarrassing other people's fish?"

"Really?" Sister blinked and looked at her mother, "So, the fish will be thrown away?"

"Boil it a few more times to boil the meat and bones, so you don't have to bear it anymore!" Mom said with a smile.

I was really speechless. The tone of coaxing the child could be heard by anyone, and my sister rolled her eyes speechlessly.

A meal procrastinated for almost an hour.

After dinner, I helped my mother with the housework, and my sister also rolled up her sleeves and shouted to come in to help my mother wash the dishes. My mother kept saying no, and then the two began to fight.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer, both of them slipped, and their rice bowls fell directly to the ground and broke into several pieces.

"Is it okay now? Your dog's bowl is broken. You can hold it with your hands when you eat later!"

The elder sister stuck out her tongue, "This bowl belongs to my younger brother!"

I honestly stood on the side and brushed the pot, how did it get involved with me? After standing with the gun, sitting on the gun, and lying on the gun, the pot-washing gun came again.

"I don't carry this pot!" I turned to look at my sister, put down the dish towel in my hand, and walked to the side to pick up the broom and dustpan.

"This bowl was originally yours!" My sister stuck out her tongue, still with a hippie smile on her face.

I ignored her, walked over and patted the sole of her shoe with a broom,

"Let me go, Miss Shen."

My sister jumped to the side, and my mother looked at my sister who seemed to be suffering from ADHD with a speechless expression.

"Miss Shen, would you please go out and play?"

"You dislike me!" Sister's mouth slumped, and she looked at her mother with aggrieved expression.

I'm really convinced, this guy's expression is so rich, it's frightening. One second, he was joking like he was suffering from ADHD, and the next second, he was replaced by a pitiful one who wanted to cry!

"I've never disliked you!"

Of course, I didn't say this. I dared not say such a thing to my sister, only my mother, because my mother has said this before.

"It is said that children who have not returned home for a long time are treasures in the first two days after returning home, and they will become grass after the first two days? Sure enough, this is the case!"

The elder sister looked down on the world and left the kitchen with a sigh while shaking her head.

Without her interruption, I felt that things were going much smoother, and soon my mother and I were able to completely clean up the kitchen.

I came to the living room, but didn't see my sister, so I planned to go to the bedroom to have a look, but when I passed the bathroom, I saw the light inside, so I reached out and knocked gently on the door,

"Sister, are you in there?"

"Yes, what's the matter, do you want to come in? I'll open the door for you?"

"No, no, no!" I quickly rejected her "kindness".

Just kidding, my mother is still there at the moment, but... even if my mother is no longer, I will not go in.

"How long do you have?"

"Ten minutes!"

"Oh, that's okay!" I stood outside the door and nodded lightly, then returned to the bedroom, packed my pajamas, and planned to wait for my sister to come out later, so I would go in and take a shower.

After all, I encountered some unfortunate things today, take a bath and go to dust.

Probably my sister's dimension is different from mine. She said that there were still ten minutes, and in the end, it turned into half an hour abruptly.

When she came out, I looked at her speechlessly, "Didn't you say there are still ten minutes?"

"Has it only been a few minutes?"

"It's been half an hour!"

"Ah?" The elder sister looked a little different. "Why do I feel like it's only been ten minutes?"

Well, you are ET and our time dimension is not together.

Seeing my speechless and depressed look, my sister couldn't help but giggled, then jumped to my reluctance and hugged my neck,

"Hee hee, just kidding, blow my hair!"

"I want to take a bath!" I gently pushed her, but she held her tightly and didn't seem to let go at all.

"No, no, you blow my hair first, and then take a shower." After that, she winked at me with a pitiful expression, "In such a cold day, do you have the heart to look at your favorite Is your older sister catching a cold with wet hair?"

I really couldn't beat her, so I had to put down my clothes, "Okay, I'll blow it for you first."

Mom sat on the sofa and looked at us with a smile on her face.

"Mom, why don't you wash it first, my sister's hair is long and dense, so it might take some time!"

"Alright!"

My mother was not polite to me either. She knew her sister's virtue. She couldn't use cold air or high-grade hot air to blow her hair. She could only use medium-grade hot air to slowly dry her with water vapor.

It's better in summer, but her hair is really difficult to handle in winter.

But I still blow-dry my mother's hair before she takes a shower, and then she sits on the sofa by herself and plays with her phone, while I take advantage of the boredom and take out the files in my computer bag, it's all right Look around blindly.

Soon, my mother came out, and then I put down the folder and walked into the bathroom with my pajamas.

The whole bathroom smelled of sweet shower gel. Since the beginning of winter, my porcelain-white bathtub has basically been empty and no one has used it. There is a feeling of basking in the sun.

I took off my clothes and started taking a shower...

After washing, I wiped my hair and walked to the living room. My sister was leaning on my mother's side, watching a boring TV show with my mother. After I put away the folders and computer bag, I went to the living room with my mother and sister. After saying that, he went back to the bedroom.

Sitting at the computer desk, I started to continue the work that I did not finish in the afternoon.

After a while, my sister also came in.

She closed the door with her backhand, then ran behind me and stood for a while, but couldn't understand, so she turned and threw herself on the bed, wrapped in the quilt and rolled twice,

"Brother, let's sleep!"

"Go to sleep first, I'll finish this!"

"Then I'll wait!"

So my sister threw off the slippers on her feet, lay on the bed and played with her mobile phone.

I continued to flip through the folders and organize the materials, when the plastic sister suddenly shouted,

"younger brother!"

With a trembling of my hand, I deleted the four lines of text I finally wrote out just now.

I was speechless in my heart, but I was also a little fortunate. Fortunately, it was only three lines. If they were all deleted, I would probably cry.

"What happened to you?"

"Mengmeng said he was coming!"

"Oh!" I nodded lightly, but I remembered that when we parted at Canghai International Airport, she said she would come over to play for a few days.

"When?" I asked softly.

Sister Xizizi suddenly jumped on my back, then wrapped her hands around my neck, held the phone in front of me, and showed me their two records.

"Twenty!"

My sister's warm breath exhaled from her small mouth and fell on my neck.