My sister fell in love, and I had insomnia that night, and I thought a lot about it from the past to the future.

A lot of people who don't know me, when they see my resume, usually blurt out - yo, this guy is a bit awesome!

I really want to say that my sister is good, in fact, my sister is even more powerful!

I'm a gifted person. When I was a sophomore in high school, I scored 132 points on an IQ test, and I was far ahead in the experimental class where there were so many masters. Of course, this is not something to show off, after all, it is inherited by my parents. Besides, there are still many geniuses in the world whose IQ is against the sky, and I, the frog at the bottom of the well, will not be compared with those big bulls.

I just want to say that my high IQ is one of my strengths, and under the urging of my sister and the threat of my parents' sticks, I have been immersed in hard study. In addition, I have a sluggish sense of my appearance, but judging from the attitude of girls towards me in the past, I should be able to enter the class grass, tiptoe, and maybe squeeze into the school grass ranks...... Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore, and it's easy to understand narcissism when I say it. There's nothing wrong with me.

Also, I have always been popular since I was a child, my parents are alive, I have an older sister, and I have a younger sister. When the neighborhood office selects model families, our family is always easily selected.

See, I have superior intelligence, outstanding grades, a harmonious family, a perfect lover, good relationships with my classmates, and even a passable skin...... Except for having no money, I have pretty much the best of everything.

Even my girlfriend with a blue heart will say - Qiao Nan, you have too much, you can't not be envious.

I won't explain them one by one, after all, the things I lost are all the past of Chen Sesame and rotten grain, and people don't want to know about it, and I don't want to mention it. Grandma often said that to be a man, you should cherish the present and look forward. People who always mention the past often have a bad life in this life.

Grandma is an extremely ordinary village teacher, and she is also an elderly person full of wisdom. As a child, I didn't understand what she said, but strangely enough, many years later, the words she said are still etched in my head. At every turning point in my life, he would jump out and guide me.

All in all, in the eyes of others, I am indeed a person with a lot of things. But they don't know, and what I'm most fortunate to have is to have a good sister.

I don't remember when I was called "sister", but for as long as I can remember, a lot of memories have been with my sister. Especially in my distant childhood, the frequency of my call "sister" should be much greater than the frequency of my call to my parents.

"Sister, where have your parents gone?"

"Sister, I'm hungry......"

"Sister, how to do this question?"

"Sister, can I go to Xu Wei's house for dinner today?"

"Sister, ......have you seen my school uniform?"

"Sister, it's going to be the college entrance examination, I, I'm a little nervous...... But don't tell your parents, I'll just tell you. How did you manage to relieve stress?"

"Sister, I took the first place in science in the second middle school, but I still want to go to the military school. Can you help me talk to my parents?"

......

I've always felt like I'm quite independent, but looking back, deep down, my sister has always been my deepest reliance.

Back then, my dad was a soldier and a war, and he never allowed me to show weakness or say "scared" or anything like that. When the three of us got together, the most common thing he said was that the girl had to be well raised and couldn't bump into it, and the boy had to stutter and get the bed, and the rest had to be done by himself.

In fact, when I was six years old, I had an unforgettable experience of this sentence. At the beginning of that summer, my father led my sister and me back to our hometown to help my grandmother and grandmother harvest wheat. Sydney has already said before, grandma and grandma's house are just separated by a mountain, and when grandparents are alive, the two families help each other, almost indistinguishable from each other.

The car from the port city to my hometown will stop in my grandmother's village. At that time, the transportation was inconvenient, and if you wanted to get from your grandmother's house to your grandmother's house, you had to ride a bicycle or motorcycle in addition to climbing the mountain. That day, my grandmother's family should have gone to Qiaojiatun to help, and she and her uncle's house were locked doors.

Dad wanted to find a neighbor to borrow a bicycle and take my sister and me to Qiaojiatun. But that day, it also happened that everyone he knew went to work in the fields, and he knocked on several households, but he didn't knock on the door.

When our father and son were anxious, there happened to be a passing uncle who was going to Qiaojiatun. He came to Dalijia Village to grind noodles, and a bag of flour was tied to the back of the motorcycle. But he readily promised his father that he would take our two children to Qiaojiatun.

Dad was grateful, and first hugged my sister on the motorcycle, and when he was hugging me, he suddenly changed his hexagram: "Nan Nan, you play here with a few cousins for a while, I'll send your sister back, and then come to pick you up, okay?"

"Why?"

Dad didn't say anything, just glanced at the old man on the motorcycle worriedly, his eyes full of unease. When I grew up, I realized that my father was worried that the uncle would do something to my sister, so I decided to send my sister over personally.

When I was a child, where could I have thought of this? It's just a loss. It seemed that the group of children playing by the river were all cousins of mine, and there were two or three familiar ones. I didn't say yes to my father, so I ran over and played with them. I have a natural talent for playing well with my peers wherever I go.

At the moment when the motorcycle left, my father shouted, "Don't go to the river, just wait for me here", and I didn't reply to him. Let these words and the roar of the motorcycle disappear into the wind of late spring.

It takes about 10 minutes to ride a motorcycle to my grandmother's house, and my dad comes back to pick me up, which takes a total of 20 minutes. If he didn't have a motorcycle, it would have taken him half an hour to ride a bicycle. But I've played five or six games with my cousins, and I've won again and again with borrowed balls. Every time I won, I would look up, but my dad never came.

"Hey, from the city, doesn't your dad want you anymore?" a fat-headed, big-eared "cousin" laughed and teased, with snot still dripping on his dark face.

I was sweating all over, dusty, and my image was not much better, but my mouth was very hard: "Nonsense, play again, my dad will come!"

I was expecting my dad to pick me up sooner, but my dad disappointed me again and again. I was so thirsty that my lips were about to chapp, but a "cousin" found out in his conscience and took me to his house to drink a few sips of water, and I came back to life.

In my vague memory, this buddy's family background seems to be very good, he pointed to the phone at home, and proudly raised his eyebrows: "Hey, why don't you call your dad's BP machine and let him pick you up early!"

I pretended to be very free and said, "My dad doesn't have a BP machine", but my young self-esteem was seriously hurt. I wouldn't be angry at my parents like Jolene, but I just buried the blow in my heart.

It was almost noon, and the adults who had gone to work in the fields came back one after another, and the children who were playing with the glass balls had dispersed, but my dad still didn't show up. A few adults seemed to recognize me and invited me to sit in their homes. But I don't know what's wrong, maybe it's because of that strong self-esteem, maybe it's because I'm angry with my father, or maybe I remember what my father told me - just wait for him here!

When it was time for lunch, the smell of rice wafted from every house, and I was even hungrier. It seems that God will not have mercy on a stubborn child, so I patted my ass and decided to climb from the mountain to my grandmother's house.

I buried my head and crossed the ink bridge. A couple of adults asked me, "The sun is getting more and more poisonous, where are you going, kid?"

"I'm going to Qiaojiatun!" I'm still cool, and no one can stop me from hearing the crying in my voice.

The further I went to the top of the mountain, the fewer people there were, and on the contrary, a large grave appeared in front of me. As soon as I got close to the grave, I felt chills all over my body. The sun shone brightly on the marble tombstones, and the mountain wind blew, and scattered paper money floated up like wisps of lonely souls wandering around me.

I was scared, even though my dad wouldn't let me be afraid, but I was shamefully afraid.

What should I do? Do you want to run back to Da Lijia Village? No, just now in front of so many people, I was majestic and high-spirited, and I vowed to turn over to Qiaojiatun. I was scared by these graves and ran back, how will I Qiao Nan mix in the future?

But I really didn't dare to climb up, and I stayed there, like a lonely scarecrow.

I don't know how long I've been waiting, tired and hungry, my soul is out of my body. Just when I was wondering if I was dead, a "Qiao Nan" came into my ears. I know, it's my sister here.

My sister stood at the top of the hill, and I curled up under a peach tree on the mountainside. My sister saw me first, and she was not afraid of the graves at all, and ran at me quickly. I felt like I had found a big savior, and I threw myself into my sister's arms and cried.

My sister held my hand and asked gently, "Are you scared?"

Although the word "timid" hurts people's self-esteem, I have no way to hide it, so I can only nod and acquiesce.

"Don't be afraid, go back with my sister!"

My sister took me by the hand and took me to my grandmother's house. That's when I found out that she was followed by two teenage cousins. My cousins seemed to see that I was crying because I was scared, and they kept twittering and teasing, making me want to find a crack in the ground to get into.

My sister lied very gently: "Don't say it, Qiao Nan is just lost." He's just six years old, how can he remember the road?"

At that moment, my sister was as tall and dazzling as a patron saint to me.

When I went to my grandmother's house, I realized that because of my negative energy, the family was in chaos. When my grandmother heard that I was gone, she fainted in fright, and after my sister took me home, the old man recited the phrase "Amitabha" and fainted again.

Going back a little further, it was nothing more than an uncle's tractor driving into a ditch, and my father helped for a long time, lifted the tractor out, and put people in the ambulance, only then did he remember that his son was still in Dalijia Village. By the time he came looking for me on his bicycle, I was already gone, and my sister was smart, and she said that she knew that I was angry with my father, so she took a few cousins from the mountains to find me and retrieved me.

Dad didn't apologize to me, as if he was complaining that I didn't listen to him, and couldn't help but want to beat me. He almost lost me, but he had to teach me a lesson?

I:???

Sometimes, it really doesn't make sense to talk to your parents. I didn't say anything, but I sulked for a while.

It's better to be my sister, who has been looking at me every step of the way since this happened. I was anxious to urinate at night, and I didn't dare to go to the hut outside in the dark. I tossed and turned for a long time, and my sister woke up rubbing her eyes and said to me, go, I'll go with you.

She also said, don't be afraid, you have a sister. If you're scared, tell your sister that she won't let anyone know.

I remember that she took her grandmother's tickle in her hand, as if she wanted to defend herself. She was only two years older than me, and she was only eight years old at the time, so she would be afraid, right? But in my eyes, she seemed to be ten years older than me, a goddess of all powers.

My sister doesn't talk much, but she taught me a lot, and the best thing to use is - everything is based on grades. There are always some long-tongued women in my hometown, saying that girls are useless in studying, and my sister uses the first place one by one to gag their mouths tightly; my aunt has always looked down on my family, saying that "a noble son from a poor family" is just a deceptive joke, and my sister uses Fudan and Stanford two gold mountains to press my aunt so that she can't hold her head up. Although "Fudan" is the result of her mistakes, no one has doubted that the myth of the second middle school, Qiao Lu, can go to Tsinghua University steadily.

What my sister said to me the most was that I must fight for it. "Fighting" has a lot of meanings, and she is my best role model. Looking at her desperate appearance, I also held back my strength - I have to fight and not embarrass Lao Qiao's family.

Later, I thought that in a place I couldn't see, my sister must have suffered a lot and suffered a lot of grievances. Otherwise, how could she, a weak girl weighing less than ninety pounds, burst out with so much energy? Even though I am also a competitive person, I can't imagine how strong my gentle and silent sister is in her heart.

I heard that when my grandfather was alive, he gave his newborn sister another name - "Jingmin". "Jing" means stability and peace, and "Min" means quick thinking. But Qiao's family is a single word in our generation, and her parents chose "Lu" next to the word Wang for her. But in my opinion, the word "Jingmin" is the best interpretation of my sister's character.

My sister is going to get married after all, and even so, I will definitely take care of her for the rest of my life. Just like when she was a child, she held my hand and walked over that terrifying mountain, and at every juncture of her life in the future, I wanted to hold her hand and say to her with a smile -

Sister, don't be afraid, there is me.