It is providence to love you in this life: sister, me and my sister.

The book club "Yan Orchestra" sent an article "Big Sister, Little Sister and I", which tickled my heart after reading it. What a coincidence! We are also three sisters, and I am also the "Millennium second child"! Therefore, it is a great pleasure to learn from the ancients and write the same topic. ! Hehe ~ the last sentence can be ignored!

So many memories come to mind at once, where to start?

Just when I was in a dilemma, I heard a clear child's voice, which was this sentence: "Ignore Second Sister, she is crazy!" "

It was more than 30 years ago that my little sister, ten years younger than me, was sitting in the back seat of my big sister's bicycle, yelling angrily.

Mean! Just after a day's farm work, we dropped in for a horse riding competition. She made the wrong choice and sat in the back seat of her sister's bike. She lost to me! When I got on the bike, I was the female rider who got on the horse, trying to hit me? My war horse doesn't agree either. However, when I took her to win the big sister, didn't she just laugh and shout, and a series of cheers came along the way? This heartless little scum! You have no reason to talk to her.

I can't help it She is an old pimple in our family. The whole family can't wait to spoil her. She subverted many standards and requirements as my girl with practical actions.

Like not being picky about food. My sister and I have been feeding everything since childhood, and picky eating is a taboo for girls in our cognitive field. However, she picked it, and it jumped and jumped. At home in the countryside, life was once very difficult. For us, eggs are usually used to exchange money or give people away. Apart from holidays, they have little to do with eating. However, since she was born, we have provided her with an egg every day. Her favorite housework is to dig eggs in the henhouse every day, like a penny fool. However, she is ungrateful and "pretends to be crazy and sells stupidity" every day. "I don't eat, I don't eat, it tastes like chicken shit!" I really want to slap her and swallow saliva when I stand by. How fragrant it is. Do you know how hard it took me to resist the urge to swallow one mouthful? I don't believe that she still doesn't cherish it in the end. You have to coax and cheat, and give me some other benefits, such as "take me to kick the shuttlecock after eating", so that you can barely be eaten.

Another example is not being lazy. My sister and I have been educated since childhood. Girls should be diligent and have a sense of sharing weal and woe with their families. From a very young age, we started picking vegetables, feeding pigs, collecting firewood, cooking and cleaning the house. Every weekend and holiday, as long as it doesn't rain or snow, almost all of them are spent in farmland. Even my sister goes to college, takes her boyfriend home, and works in the fields with the whole family. But, where is the little sister? From, no, do, live! Even if they are taken to the ground, they are hiding in the shade for fear of tanning themselves. When I came back to rest under the tree at noon, I found that she had scattered the dry food we brought and fed it all to the ants! Our family had to go home in silence.

Why didn't you hit her? Who wants to? It is not enough for us to spoil a little girl of three or five years old! Fight? I think you want to fight with our two sisters! Sometimes, my mother is so angry that she wants to hit her with a broom. She screamed and begged us to save her. My elder sister and I greeted her quickly and stopped the furious mother. We advised her: "Mom, mom! Don't be angry, don't be angry! " Without saying anything, one quickly pulled her up and ran out.

There are many interesting things. We always remember her. For example, when my sister was a junior, I took her to the classroom to make up lessons. She was only three or two years old. I went with joy, and it didn't take long to send it back to my eldest sister's arms in tears. It turned out that the classmates of the eldest sister saw a little guy who talked like milk, and they all ran to see it. However, one of the boys was so ugly that he scared my little daughter to tears!

Another winter, I squatted by the puddle to shine my shoes, and she quietly approached from behind, and then ran a few steps to launch a sneak attack from behind. When I heard footsteps, it was too late to stop them. She screamed with joy and threw herself on my back with all her strength, only to hear a "plop", and we both fell into a 2-meter-deep ice pit. Fortunately, I opened my arms in advance, one hand tied tightly to her back, and the other pulled hard, and finally went ashore, carrying her wet back and fleeing home. She burst into tears! It's like I bullied her

However, it is such a little guy who is unconditionally spoiled by us. At the age of six, he went through a great ordeal. On my way to work with my mother by donkey cart, I had an accident. My mother and my little sister were seriously injured by an oncoming tractor at the same time, and were sent to the Second Hospital of the city for rescue. I survived because I jumped out of the car in time. My sister broke a leg and her urethra was badly bruised. She trembled with pain when the careless doctor forced her to insert a catheter.

I have been responsible for taking care of her, watching her cry in pain, and deeply hating myself for not knowing why I took her to jump the bus at that time. She was pushed into the operating room at such a young age, but she was strong. She said to the doctor who was coaxing her, "Aunt, I won't cry, or the second sister will feel even worse."

Yes, she never cried! Don't cry after injection, don't cry after entering the operating room, and don't cry after dressing change for bedsore. ...

Later, after my elder sister and I left home to go to school and work outside, she stayed at home with her parents and was very filial. After learning to cook and clean, my mother was very angry and willing to bear it silently. Smart and distressed.

Now, she has become a strong woman, taking her husband and children to work independently in cities far away from home. This year, her husband was sent back to the elder sister's house to help. She worked hard to support herself and her children.

As she grows older, the gentle background color in her nature becomes more and more obvious. She often guides us on WeChat, how to maintain health and how to make up meals. The shared food photos also make our mouths water if we are not good at cooking. Because I am far from home, I can meet once or twice a year at most. She always smiled helplessly and said, "The person who doesn't want to leave home the most is the person who is farthest from home."

My little sister, the baby of our family!

Big sister is definitely the goddess of my family!

Since childhood, my sister has a strong independent ability. Every time I go out to play, I am very free and easy with her around, so I don't have to worry about anything. She often takes me to distant villages, such as going to the theatre, visiting the market and collecting firewood. No matter how far it is, she can bring us home safely. And ingenious, playing all kinds of games, she has to create her own tricks, and everyone who wins is frightened out of my wits!

Probably when she was four or five years old, once, the supply and marketing cooperative near her home sold pears. My mother needs to take me home, so she asked her sister to get it. At that time, many adults were waiting in line and there were not many pears. How can she beat these people as a kid? But she didn't want to give up this precious opportunity to eat pears, so she simply got under the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative and said, "Aunt, I want to buy pears!" " "When the salesman saw that he was happy, he waved to the people outside the counter:" Well, let's all disperse, and finally sell these to this little girl! " "

She has been excellent since she grew up. No, she is getting better and better! First, she became the first generation of female college students in the village, and then she became an enviable university teacher. But this is just the beginning. Since the early 1990s, my sister has been employed by a furniture company and started to work as a part-time university lecturer. With profound and pure literary foundation, meticulous talent, dignified and beautiful temperament (big eyes, 167cm tall figure, fair skin) and excellent moral character of perseverance and hard work, eldest sister quickly stood out and became a leader in secretarial work. When dealing with everything, she can spend the least money and do the most beautiful things. Wu Yi visited the company, and the photo she was in charge of was enlarged by the company and hung on the wall.

For more than ten years, she has worked step by step as a secretary, sales manager, sales president, planning, training, exhibition and negotiation ... Far and vast East Asia and Northern Europe, like a Dapeng flying high, flying freely.

But at the same time, she is such a little woman in her bones: she carefully treasures every note written by her husband, and when she meets her son's problems, she becomes nagging and likes all kinds of chic little things. When she first came to Hainan, she did a big somersault on the beach regardless of her white-collar status (it was a typical rollover, which was the kind of flapping made by a chicken on the roof in Passing Through Your World).

I like the way she tears every time she laughs, because only then will she look stupid. When I was young, we learned the classic lines of Ma in Chaoyanggou: "Lao Li? I am not afraid of foreigners! " Everyone can roll around with a smile; When I grow up, I will tell my mother some yellow jokes circulating in the office behind her back. She said that she had never heard of them, and she hit me with a smile.

In 2007, with the unanimous support of her family, she left the company and returned to school. As a lecturer, she no longer teaches ancient Chinese, but sells (haha). With rich practical experience, her class became the most popular class in the whole school, and it was packed, which fulfilled her dream of being a graduate student for many years. At the same time, I will run my own factory with my husband, and the couple will work together to create a new chapter.

Her favorite sentence is: Our sister is a thorn flower who is not afraid of all difficulties!

As the eldest daughter, she has the strongest sense of family responsibility and deserves the most praise! Mom and dad moved in the hospital, and my little sister and I bought a house and a car, and she gave her full support. No? She stared at two big eyes and was anxious with you. "I am a big sister! Do you know? "

Yes, sister, we know! You are our most intimate elder sister, especially because of your support to parents in all aspects, my little sister and I can be carefree and carefree.

It's finally my turn! Ha ha ~

As for me, as the second child, I am more like a boy at home. Sloppy, informal, often wearing new clothes and climbing trees unconsciously. You can go to the toilet, you can go to the ground, you can drink beer and eat mutton skewers when you grow up, but you can't clean up a house easily. However, you can't deny my advantages! San Mao said that the second child in each family is the layer of sugar in the sandwich biscuit, which is the sweetest but the most restrained. Isn't this my proper portrait? There can be a few applause here. )

In fact, I am the most pitiful. I like dancing and writing since I was a child. I was first forced to study science and engineering by my father. After graduation, I was sent to a primary school as a teacher. Finally, I tossed around several times and finally left as a writer, haha. In my spare time, I will write some short articles to amuse myself. I will also write to them (e-mail) with the signature "I am the second child who am I afraid of"! Of course, there are also memories of the hard times in the past and praise for their efforts. They are so happy, they study actively, and then they try their best to hold my smelly feet!

Three women's lives!

My three sisters, can we publish a book? Then, you two wait. When the second child reaches my level, I will write a book called Three Sisters Flowers. lol ...