Neighbor sister

My family lives on the Dazhi River in Pudong New Area. A newly-built Jiang Shen Road and Bridge, like a rainbow in the sky, stands on both sides of the river. Rows of peasant villas with red tiles and white walls are located in the south of Zhuwang Road. The river flows clearly behind the house. Villa and bamboo forest are reflected on the river, against the blue sky and white clouds, like a painting of the water quantity in the south of Danqing River. And I live in the Jiangnan water town in Pudong, which combines modernity and classicism. I am fortunate to be neighbors with Sister Ni's family.

My sister is five years older than me. She is from Pudong and speaks Pudong dialect. My sister and I worked together in the early years. After two or three years of getting along, we hit it off with each other. I have always called her "sister".

My sister graduated from high school and signed up for the army at home. Because the girls who signed up together had family connections, they were squeezed out of the quota. Later, her sister went to work in a silk weaving factory and worked in the factory after marriage. That was in the 1980s.

In the mid-1990s, my sister was laid off because of poor factory efficiency. She entrusted her child to her mother-in-law. She and her husband started a fishery business in Tongchuan Road in the city and made some money. When they got home, they tore down the old house and made a three-story villa, which was decorated inside and outside. In order to get married for her son, she and her husband gave up the aquatic products business.

My sister said that money can't be earned, and someone has to take care of the family. After returning home, my eldest sister went to work in the company where I worked, and her husband went to a public institution to be a security guard.

Sister, worked for two years and got married. The next year, when her granddaughter was born, she left the company and went home to take care of her granddaughter. Later, my daughter-in-law gave birth to a second child, and my sister was the grandmother of two granddaughters.

My sister's two granddaughters were brought up by themselves, and my son and daughter-in-law helped bring down the children on weekends. My sister is very kind and never complains. She loves her daughter-in-law as much as her daughter, and her daughter-in-law is as filial to her as her mother.

It is very warm for my sister's family of six to live together, unlike some children who leave their parents' home as soon as they get married, leaving two elderly people alone.

I used to go to work all the time and had no leisure to chat with my sister. Since last year 10, I left my job and went home to take care of my little grandson. I often go to her house with my child in my arms. Help me hug my little grandson when my sister is free.

My sister's two granddaughters have been playing with their grandchildren all summer this year. Now, the talking granddaughters are called the two granddaughters of the elder sister's family, the elder sister and the younger sister.

My sister's name is Wenyi, and the young lady's name is Yi Yun. These two children especially like my little grandson. Except for Bao Xiao's bedtime, they all play with him, playing games, playing with building blocks and singing children's songs.

My sister loves my little treasure, too. Every day at lunch, she comes to help me with my children. I cook and make myself something to eat. Sometimes, she will send me snacks cooked at home, including pumpkin pie, wonton, flat cake, vegetable rice and glutinous rice balls.

There is a small yard in front of her house, where many kinds of vegetables are planted and often given to me, including eggplant, green pepper, tomatoes, beans, wax gourd, pumpkin, loofah and other summer vegetables. All the dishes my family ate in summer were sent by my sister.

I keep refusing. These are the fruits of my sister's hard work, and I am embarrassed to eat them. Sister said that my family can't finish eating so many dishes, so let's share them.

Sometimes, I feel guilty about eating my sister's meal for free. I asked my daughter to buy some homemade buns, steamed buns, cakes and bread for my sister in her canteen. Don't forget to bring some local products to your sister when you return home.

Sister always said, I'll send you some side dishes, don't worry.

Ceremony is the way to be a man. Why did someone give me something? Mutual respect and love are feelings of mutual respect between people. When I was a child, my grandmother used to say that if people respect you one foot, you have to respect them one foot. You should always be grateful to others and be willing to pay, so that you will be respected.

Sister is not only a good grandmother of their two granddaughters, but also a good wife and mother.

My sister is also very filial to her mother-in-law who is nearly ninety years old. There are three husbands and brothers, and the mother-in-law lives alone in two bungalows in the backyard. Every meal she cooks at home is served to her mother-in-law's table. Elder sister often says that it is her responsibility to be kind to the elderly.

My sister is also the leader of the village and is very serious and responsible for the work of the villagers. He volunteered for two months during this year's anti-epidemic period, until the intersection of the community was unsealed, and he was on duty 24 hours a day without complaint, which made great contributions to the health of the villagers.

As the ancients said, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. I met a good neighbor who was closer than my relatives, and I was lucky enough to meet him.