our mountain

I opened my mouth with a guilty conscience, "It's my fault that I peeked."

My sister smiled and leaned against the bathroom door: "How is your novel?"

"I promise I won't write it anymore!" My prodigal son turned around and reined in the precipice, and brought himself back to the right path. Who is a serious person to write novels!

Unexpectedly, my sister thought for a moment and stared at me: "How did you come up with the idea to write these stories?"

How did I come up with this?

"I'm idle... plus the level of education is not high..."

I admitted my mistakes with a good attitude, bowed my head and begged my sister for mercy, thinking about it carefully, my sister must be an adult and never forget a villain's mistakes... I was thinking about the secret conspiracy between me and Shen Xiyi, and I was thinking about whether I should confess and be lenient or confess. Damn, my sister said, "The story is pretty good."

No, sister, the first three chapters of mine are just nonsense, how can there be a No.1 article that writes about my senior sister from the beginning, what kind of tattered web article imitates "Red Sorghum Family", countless readers will definitely want it Come to question!Has the author ever written an online article, do you know that this is very unsubstituting!The author's brain was struck by lightning!And after writing for a long time, I wrote that the senior sister just came down the mountain, so I can tell that the story is very good?

Could it be that my sister is actually a woman who protects her calf and protects her weaknesses, even if I write a piece of shit, she will sincerely praise me as a Wenqu star descending to earth?

But is it inappropriate to talk about my novel in this situation?

I was full of doubts, worried that my sister would gossip about him, but actually wanted to ask her and Shen Xiyi if the family supported her - I was the only one in the family who was sane.

"How will it develop in the future?" I never expected that my sister would become my first reader. I was caught off guard by the reminder and racked my brains in a hurry: "Well... just behind..."

My sister held her breath and concentrated, as if I wanted to write a poem in seven steps.

"The senior sister went to fight the demon fox, and then found that the demon fox planted bombs/bombs in Xialuo Mountain, and the senior sister was devastated..." I limped at the first step.

To be honest, I used my sister’s name directly because I chose a bad name. I saw my sister’s expression, and I was worried that she would be dissatisfied with the next plot. The plot reined in the cliff: "However, the bomb/bomb was not released by the demon fox... A lot of things happened after that..."

"What are many things?" my sister asked, with a smile on her face.

I cried with a sad face: "I haven't figured it out yet, sister, I shouldn't use your name."

"Let's write, it needs to be updated every day." My sister said.

I suspect that I heard it wrong: "What? Sister, my old novel is still being updated every day, does anyone read it!"

As soon as I asked, I realized that my sister is actually my loyal reader. Seeing her concern, I couldn't help but trembled, and lowered my head: "I recruit! I recruit!"

"Oh?" My sister obviously didn't expect such a surprise.

I bribed Shen Xiyi to me, and then I explained everything about selling game consoles, how much kickback I got, accurate to ten cents, and then I explained the plots of the novels I read one by one. My sister thought for a while, and finally said: "First Take a bath, go back and write slowly, these things don’t matter—the money is all empty.”

My sister suddenly realized something, but I was a little confused.

My sister and I stayed at Shen Xiyi's house. Shen Xiyi woke up refreshed the next day and offered to make breakfast for us. My eyes seemed to be glued between the two of them. Looking carefully, they seemed to have lived together for a long time. There is a tacit understanding.

This kind of tacit understanding is not Shen Xiyi throwing salt and my sister putting sugar, but an indescribable sense of nature.

In layman's terms, it's like a golden-married couple who love each other suddenly parted ways.

But to be honest, my sister really rarely stays out at night, every time she does not come back, there is evidence to check, she must not be doing something bad with Shen Xiyi... And to be honest, there was no such tacit understanding a few days ago, I really doubt it Did the sister who covered me with the quilt and slept with me sneak into Shen Xiyi's bed?

But honestly, there really isn't.

And I really don't understand that the tacit understanding between the two of them is suddenly reflected in the conversation at the dinner table.

Shen Xiyi said, "Ku'e, have you seen "The Matrix"?"

I said, "I've seen the first movie, but I didn't watch it when I saw the heroine and heroine kissing."

My sister: "It's a good movie, you should go see it."

Shen Xiyi: "I like this setting, and I want to promote it to the whole world."

My sister: "What if our world is like this?"

Shen Xiyi: "That's nonsense."

My sister: "Yes, there are indeed some, just live your life well."

Shen Xiyi forked a piece of sausage for me, looked at my sister, my sister seemed to know that Shen Xiyi was looking at her without looking up, and smiled.

It seems that Shen Xiyi sensed that her flattering me would help win my sister's favor, and her smile became brighter: "I'll serve you another bowl of porridge."

My sister really smiled again, Shen Xiyi immediately became excited, I saw that she was about to bring the pot in front of me, and said repeatedly: "Thank you sister Xiyi, I am full, I am full."

"Did bees crawl into your mouth overnight? Your mouth has become sweeter." Shen Xiyi smiled, and I said to myself that you didn't see my sister almost kissing you, and my sister's heart was tilted. What's the use of ugly objections.

But my sister's heart seems to have slipped back today, when Shen Xiyi looked at her, she just showed a polite and commercial expression.

But their rambling conversation continued.

My sister: "In these novels, I always want to write that the world is illusory, and I want to pursue real things."

Shen Xiyi: "There are also games, movies, and all kinds of art."

My sister: "Yes."

Shen Xiyi: "Who is serious about art?"

My sister: "Yeah."

Shen Xiyi: "Are you into art?"

My sister: "I don't, what about you?"

Shen Xiyi: "I don't do art either, those who do art—"

The two of them started talking, and I listened to the word "novel" and sat in my seat, thinking that these two people somehow matched Jiang Wen'er's lines, what is it?

It's a good thing my sister didn't bother to say that she was cheap, otherwise I would have to stand in front of this pair of lovers.

My sister was right: "It's too powerful."

Shen Xiyi: "Yes, art can change the world."

My sister: "Lu Xun's abandonment of medicine and literature is an example."

Shen Xiyi: "Yes, that's what awakening people's wisdom is all about, right?"

I don't understand, the two of them are teasing me here, and I don't know that Shen Xiyi is planning to send himself and this not-funny cross talk to the big stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

They both decided to support my novel writing venture.

Shen Xiyi's support is based on money. She bought many books to support my writing, but after all, my foundation is not good. No matter how I look at it, I can write in an ordinary way. I can't become a writer just because I have been influenced by some literary masters. ;She bought comfortable office suits and gaming chairs to support my long-term writing at the desk, and she also took me to do horse killing. Every day, I feel happy physically and mentally, but when I write, my mind becomes chaotic. I don’t know why. Seven or eight poured out of my mind, causing my novel to be out of order, and I wrote it wherever I thought of. If my readers could see me, they would definitely reward me with rotten eggs and rotten leaves; she also took this opportunity I often come to my house. If my mother didn't often use a long stick to hit people's vitals, she would definitely find a way to move all the things in my house to her.

And my sister's support is beyond my comprehension.

She was originally a good young man with five words and four beauties, and she did everything in volunteer activities and classes, but who would have thought that after that day, she would say to the outside world that she would concentrate on dating a sugar daddy, skipping classes and exams, not knowing what to do every day. What is busy outside.A good young man is about to be delayed like this. The leading teacher talked to her heartbroken, saying that party members should play a pioneering and exemplary role. Didn’t they work well before, but why are they so focused on falling in love now?Who are you in love with?

My sister posted on Weibo that she was the second-generation ancestor Shen Xiyi, who is famous for her beauty. The leader said that Li Shoujie is not such a money-grubbing person. Is there a problem at home?This year's Dean's Scholarship...

These things are all calculated by them secretly. My sister suddenly let herself go from being an obedient girl. There are many students who don't like her. When they saw her getting into someone else's car, they said she must be adopted.

Their counselor knew that our home was very close, and my sister happened to be away when I came in for a visit after eating nearby. I was reading the comments given to me by readers. Of course, there are no comments on this kind of bad novel that has not signed a contract. There are only a few comments They are still saying that my writing is inexplicable, so it would be nice to change my personal name.

When the counselor saw that my sister was not there, he said politely, "Excuse me, is this Li Shoujie's home?"

I didn't know him and I said, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm her counselor. I want to talk to her about her recent situation."

"My sister isn't here... I can't make up my mind. I'll talk about it when she comes back." I was more polite to the teacher. I got off the bed and passed by my mother who was squatting at the door. I even brought a glass of water for the teacher. He smiled politely, and said that Li Shoujie was not in a good state of study recently, and he didn't review well after the exam month. He came to take one of the two exams, and handed in half of the blank papers for the other, but the other half was correct... Isn't there any difficulty?

I pointed to my mother, and then to my brother who was digging ant nests in the sand not far away. The counselor said, "Well, I just transferred here and I don't know the situation. Tell her, there are several projects for her, don't let your sister go astray!"

My sister's crooked road went directly from the Qinling Mountains to the Lancang River. I am embarrassed to say that, watching this teacher leave, when I was about to turn back, my mother suddenly grabbed my trousers.

I groaned, thinking that I was not filial: "I'll pour water for you!"

"Don't go against the sky." My mother uttered a very profound sentence.

I thought to myself why I went against the sky when I poured water, and I didn't take it seriously, thinking that she had chatted with some old magician today and said crazy things, and turned around to pour water, she was holding the cup, and her expression suddenly became very lonely.

Since I woke up, I have always been very afraid to see her. I really wanted to talk to her, but I never had the chance. Later, things became more complicated, and I didn’t have a good time with her, so I sat in front of her and stretched her arms. Parasol, intending to listen to her babbling some crazy words.

She pointed to my mobile phone: "Stop writing."

"You know that I write novels? It's okay. I just find something to do for myself, and no one reads it. It won't harm society."

I didn't expect my mother's mind to be sober at this moment, and I was even more afraid.

She suddenly touched my hair and sighed.

I suddenly wanted to cry, since I came here, I always have this kind of sad emotion inexplicably, I stared at my mother's gray eyes, trying to see what aroused my emotions, but she had already turned away She opened her arms slightly, took my mobile phone and put it by her feet, and supported my head on her lap.

"Teacher..." I murmured unconsciously, she combed my hair silently with her fingers, I didn't understand.

Who is the teacher?Why did I pop out this word all of a sudden?

Leaning in her arms, I suddenly had a strong thought of disrespect.

This is not my mother...

Bah, bah, bah, what are you thinking about!

But even with that in my head, I'm still very attached to her.

"Stop writing." She looked at my mobile phone, and when I wasn't paying attention, she threw it on the road - the vehicle drove by and crushed it.

I hadn't realized it at that time, that phone was also bought by Xiyi, although it was new, but I didn't feel sorry for it, what could be more precious than the warm embrace my crazy mother suddenly gave me soberly?

I told my sister at night that my mother was awake today and told me not to write novels.

My sister didn't say anything, just let me have a good rest.

But I just like to eavesdrop and peep, and there is nothing to hide-the door is open, and when I turn my head, I can see the doorway as bright as day under the moonlight, and my mother is sitting on the stone at the doorway like a sculpture.

I could only see the thin shadow of my sister, who knelt in front of my mother and silently kowtowed three times.

Mom still said in a cold tone: "Don't go against the sky."

My sister said: "I understand." Her tone was so blunt that even her shadow seemed to have a rebellious bone.

Then there was a long silence.

"Observe the commandments..."

My sister's shadow shook violently, seemingly at a loss what to do.

"My commandments..."

She seemed to be sighing.

My sister became incoherent: "Master...you..."

She didn't seem to have heard such an intimate name.

my commandments.

"There was a man who raised three children... The eldest son went out to fight, and his mother gave him 10 yuan to settle it. The second son was sick and took medicine, and the mother spent 50 yuan on treatment. The third son was safe and sound, obedient and filial, and the mother only had 1 yuan left. Set up a family for him, tell me, which son is mother's favorite?"

Why did my mother suddenly make a comparison?

My sister lowered her head: "I think, this mother actually has another son. He is young and promising, and he is a genius. The mother gave him everything."

"My mother has only three sons," said the mother. "One son is a talented man with a heart for the world, so he caused the greatest disaster. Mother can't ignore it, so she has to give everything she has. The other son is a wolf in sheep's clothing, with a vicious heart." , the mother couldn’t ignore it, so she had to strictly discipline her. There was also a son who worked hard and made progress. Although he was a genius, he never worried his mother like the first son.”

My senior sister let out a weak cry, but she suppressed it, and I saw her cover her eyes.

"What can mother do for him? The sky is as high as the birds fly. What can I say more after seeing him? But the mother knows in her heart that obedient children always have no candy. If he is disobedient, there will often be big troubles." Come on, mother can only take care of the education, put all her heart and soul into it, and she can't ignore it... An obedient son is always wronged and neglected, but he doesn't know that he is the mother's greatest comfort..."

My senior sister sobbed.

"I know people's hearts are biased..." My mother sighed.

My sister's shadow shook violently, and the unbearable crying and nasal congestion made me feel very uncomfortable.

"Forget it... Since you want to do it, I will..." My mother knelt down silently, stroking my sister's shoulder.

My sister didn't seem to have been hugged tenderly by her before, crying in embarrassment and embarrassment, and she didn't know how to act like a baby in her tender embrace.

"In this world, there are many people pretending to be crazy like me. I know what you are going to do... I want to say that the secrets of the heavens must not be leaked. We must be prepared to be punished by the gods." She straightened up, almost hugging a child That held up my sister's upper body.

The calm and gentle sister suddenly changed. She was supposed to be talking about business, but she suddenly choked up like a three-year-old who tried to buy a toy in the mall: "It's not fair, it's not fair, why do you have to be punished by God if you treat me well? I How can... I..."

My sister finally cried wantonly on the elder's shoulder: "I have always... always been very..."

"It's a pity..."

A long sigh.

"I have always... loved you very much." My sister was out of breath.

I saw my mother smiled gently.

These two really look alike when they smile.

The author has something to say: keep the commandments = obedient

Obedient children are always wronged... and there are no parents who are as reasonable as our master

So the senior sister is actually quite awkward...

By the way, explain the origin of the three names:

Keeping the precepts is to hope that she will be obedient.Well, it really is very obedient.

Obedience, I hope he is obedient, he pretends to be obedient.

Misfortune... Master looked at her, thinking of all the bad deeds before, he was so angry that he was dying, you are really my misery!He named her Kue.