We are like strangers who are only related by blood.

Lunar September 19, this is my sister's birthday. I don't know much about it, except that it was Guanyin Nirvana Day, and I asked before writing it. I wonder if she knows each other's birthdays better than I do. After all, she and I have never had a birthday together.

My sister's name is Lihua, which means beautiful and luxurious, and I am beautiful and safe. Because I was a premature baby, I was not in good health when I was a child. Later, my grandfather changed the word "Ping" in my name to "Ping" of duckweed, which means duckweed-like vitality. Although floating in the water, it is still a very powerful life.

The names of our two people are Lihua and Liping, one word apart. But it increases the credibility that we are sisters.

My sister has been fostered in my grandmother's house since she was born. Although she is not accompanied by her parents, fortunately she still has the love of her grandparents and uncles, which can be called happiness.

When I was a child, my father took my sister home to study. At that time, I was in the second grade of primary school and had some memories. However, for this airborne girl, there is still some rejection. I don't like sharing a bed with her, and sleeping together at night is also a lot to be reckoned with.

Similarly, she is not used to this "new home". I always go back to my grandmother's house by car after school every Friday. I also remember that she stubbornly walked back to her grandmother's house because she missed the bus.

After half a semester, my grandfather, who was distressed by my sister, negotiated with my father to let my sister move back to my grandmother's house, and the school was changed to a school closer to my grandmother's house. Such a day goes by, although it is not harmonious, but it is also calm.

In the spring of 2008, my grandfather, who was not too old, died of advanced gastric cancer, and the dull life suddenly surged.

I clearly remember that I was not at the farewell party on the day of burial. I just went to the wake the night before the funeral. The reason why I didn't go is ridiculous, just because I don't like going to my grandmother's house. Even now, my grandmother's family still has some inexplicable rejection and doesn't like it at all.

When grandpa died, my sister cried like a crybaby. Even my six-year-old brother asked my mother, "Why is my grandfather lying on a bamboo mat?" (Hometown custom: Before the deceased enters the coffin, the body will be placed on a bamboo mat, and the face will be covered with red cloth, so that relatives can pay tribute to the body. ) Can you wake up my grandfather and play with me? "

In fact, in my memory, grandpa was very kind to me. In my memory, he loves to laugh, just like my mother, very kind. I like taking my sister and me to our own fish pond, fishing on wooden boats and picking water chestnuts and lotus seeds for us to eat. But the time is too long, and the memories in my mind are fragmentary and I can't remember them clearly. I only remember that after grandpa died, my sister went home again.

I can't remember the source of the contradiction. Every three days, it quarrels every five days. At the worst time, I hit and hit. My sister also said that she would break up with her parents. At that time, it was the talk of the whole village after dinner, just like joking. Anyway, the contradiction has been escalating and has not improved, and it is the same now.

I am nineteen years old. As far as I can remember, my sister has never spent the New Year at home in the past eighteen years. In this festival, which symbolizes family happiness and family reunion, she has been absent.

During the Spring Festival of 20 16, an embarrassing and incredible thing happened! I clearly remember that it was the third night of New Year's Eve. I just got back from Shanghai and invited some friends to visit the night market. My best friend and I were standing in the street waiting for another wave of people to meet me, and happened to meet my sister who came out of my grandmother's house with her children for a barbecue.

I thought it was New Year's Day, so I was going to say hello to her. Embarrassed, her little daughters didn't know that we were sisters, and one of them was the same age as me at school. Although we were in different classes, I often went to her class to play at that time. Maybe she only knows that there are people like me in Class Two, but she doesn't know that I am her sister.

Similarly, my friends (except girlfriends) don't know that I am such a big sister (when I was at school, my sister was a famous "boss", the kind that no one dared to mess with). I cried and said, damn it, with your sister Lin's temper and such a great sister, why didn't you say so earlier?

Indeed, our two sisters are completely opposite in character. One is like Sister Lin, who is gentle and elegant, and the other is like Mulan, a heroine among girls. How can anyone believe that we are born and raised by the same parents!

On may 1 this year, my little sister got married, and the object was introduced by my aunt. However, when it comes to marriage, our whole family is still in the dark, including my mother! My sister explained that my aunt introduced me well, but we knew each other and got along well, so we made such a choice.

To be honest, I'm really surprised. I didn't expect my sister to get married so early. I always thought she had to be at least 25 years old to consider getting married! After all, she gave me a strong woman, which led me to worship her even if I didn't kiss her. The gap is like a star you like very much. When you fought for her, she told the public to quit the entertainment circle and be a good wife and mother.

The night before the wedding, my sister quarreled with her family again. She cried and her eyes rolled down her face. In fact, it is a small matter, that is, the new brother-in-law has a custom in the village to bring a girl on his wedding day. When you arrive at the woman's house, you need to give a red envelope, but there is no such custom in our village, so the two sides fought for no reason.

In fact, there are more problems at the beginning of marriage than this. There are so many that I can't count them. Everything was compromised by parents and family, and the wedding was held normally. However, the result was that he, my father, didn't attend the wedding day.

I still don't understand whether it's because of my personality or because of the attitude brought by the whole family. As a result, our two sisters are not as kind as other sisters, and they will whisper together and have little secrets. We are like strangers who are only related by blood. There is no intersection except that there are veins connected.

Figure 1: This is the only photo of my sister and me.

Figure 2: This is the only family photo in our family.

Both photos were taken during the Spring Festival this year. This time, in 19, twelve members of our family spent the New Year together, and she was not absent. I don't want to talk about the reason. I'm a little sad, sad and chilling.