Beat your brother before it's too late.

On my brother's first day at school, his mother gave him a fried dough stick and two eggs. Encourage my brother to score 100 in the future. Then dad rode his car and happily drove his brother and sister to school.

? Kindergarten finishes school early. After school, my brother will wait for me in the playground and then go home together. On the first day, the second day and the third day, they all waited for me in the playground. On the fourth day, the playground was empty. I'm worried to death. My brother must have been abducted by a trafficker because he is too greedy. Afraid to go home after losing my brother, I wandered around the school to see if I could find a trafficker and save my brother.

As a result, it was dark, and I still couldn't find my brother. On the contrary, I saw my father. I thought it was over. Dad found out that I lost my brother. Dad didn't blame me when he saw me, but told my brother that he had gone home to do his homework.

I was angry and flew into a rage. I went home to avoid my parents, quietly called my brother to my room and asked him how he got home. He said that he had been waiting for me for too long, and all his classmates had gone back, so he went home alone. How did you find such a long way home? My home is far from school. I have to cross three roads, an overpass and many traffic lights along the way. My brother said confidently: I went to school with you three days ago, and I know the way. I think this guy is great. I didn't know how long it would take my father to send me to school, so I found my way home. I may be born with a weak gps signal. But I can't lose my sister's aura. I found out his exercise book and found a typo in it. For this reason, I gave him a beating. Haha, I was so Japanese at that time.

From then on, the love and killing of elder sister and younger brother began.

Naughty brother

I am five years older than my brother, but our breakfast money is the same. My father is still blaming himself for this. He should have given me more money. ) I am in good health, I can eat better, and my brother is still young, and his appetite is far less than mine. Every time we go to school, we both buy a box of cold noodles to eat. It's delicious. I ate three times, five times and twice, and I saw my brother's box full. I thought, there's a game! Pointing to the tree in the roadside green belt, it is said that there is a bird's nest on it, and there are many birds in it. I'll make you cold noodles, and you can go to see the birds. Sure enough, my brother went to see the Bird's Nest, and the cold noodles fell into my hand. Haha, I swallowed it like a breeze. By the time he turned to tell me that there was no bird's nest, I had eaten almost all, leaving only two or three noodles, with a little peanut and chopped green onion in them. My brother cried when he saw that there were only a few left in his face. I won't even coax him. Passers-by are looking at me, and I feel like bullying him. I really want to beat him up and let him taste my sister's fist. Haha, how funny it is to think of it now. I try my best to eat my brother's breakfast. This is also a sin. My brother is so thin now, I should be responsible. But I'm still complaining about my brother. He doesn't even know how to keep breakfast. I'm stupid enough to let my sister cheat me away, resulting in my sixth grade weighing more than 100 kg.

When I was a child, my brother smelled bad. The first thing I do when I get up every day is to look in the mirror. There is one special place that I can't understand. He doesn't allow his hair to be a little crooked. But he doesn't sleep well at night, so he has to keep one or two pincers every morning. At this time, he will cut off the scissors. Cutting it off is like putting a dog skin plaster on your head. I especially like wearing new clothes. My mother bought it for me when I was young. Later, because my mother bought dirt, the heavy responsibility of buying clothes fell on me. I bought it for him once, wearing sportswear, and I haven't bought it since. The reason is that I not only bought dirt, but also skinned my clothes, and my classmates laughed at him. After that, my brother never believed in my aesthetics. How many shadows are left here?

My brother's first suit, my sister spent a lot of money on it!

My brother has a bad habit since he was a child, and it is easy to lose things. I lost my book, pencil case, bus card, bank card, key and canteen meal card, which made my father very nervous. But my brother wouldn't correct it until I told him that if you lost anything again, the police would arrest you. Usually, urban management security guards are always on patrol in the street, and when they meet hawkers, they will lift their cars and tables. Dude, be timid. I haven't lost anything since I heard I was going to arrest him. He didn't want to fill in China University of Political Science and Law when he volunteered for the college entrance examination. Haha, is there a little factor in it? However, after he went to college, he lost his meal card and dormitory key USB flash drive. I scolded him and told my parents about it. Dude, this bastard said, alas! I forgot to protect my sister.

Pretend to be sensible! I'm not touched at all.

I remember my brother asked me if I had heard of Two Butterflies, and I said no, and he said, Sister, you are so corny. Ha ha. When I was a child, there was a divine comedy similar to "washing and brushing" in the streets and alleys. My brother and I rode on the mop and danced on it. My mother came back and looked at the water all over the house and the water stains on the walls. She grabbed a feather duster and gave me a good beating. Haha, I'm afraid of seeing a feather duster now. My brother didn't say anything at that time, but he actually learned the way I was beaten by my mother and the sound of crying. What he learned is vivid. I picked up my slippers and got a beating. What's the matter, a younger brother shouldn't let his sister take it out on him?

My brother has told me many times his professional name. But I still can't remember. Anyway, it's finance, information and the like. It's embarrassing.

Growing up, I have the habit of taking a nap. But every time I take a nap, my brother is watching Spongebob. That ghost baby's voice is a curse, babbling. Between sleeping and waking, I always hear that damn Spongebob arguing with a grotesque thing that sent the sea or boat-fruited Sterculia. At this time, I had to grab my slippers and hit my brother on the head. Once I was rough with him, he opened my quilt and gave me a hammer on the back! God, I doubted life with that hammer and didn't speak for a long time. From then on, I knew I could never beat him. From then on, I could never beat my brother.

Bro just woke up, just like Harry Potter.

Brother is a challenge from heaven to sister. You must hit your brother before it's too late … or you'll grow up.

Isn't this a bit like Liu Haoran's little brother?

Time flies too fast. When I joined the army, he was in junior high school, and in a blink of an eye, my junior year was almost over. I still remember when my brother was in high school, every Sunday, he would line up at the telephone booth to call his sister. The most anticipated thing every week is to get a call from my brother. Report a week's study to my sister and tell interesting stories in life.

Noisy since childhood, noisy when I grow up, love and kill each other all the way, but still a family whose blood is thicker than water. You went to ByteDance for an interview today, and everything went well. I also wish my brother a happy birthday and all his wishes come true.

May 20 19 19, written on my brother's birthday.