I'm so stupid, really! How could my sister be hit by a car with such a vigorous person, sometimes riding her electric car will give me the feeling that she is the god of the autumn mountain bike. Fortunately, I was not so stupid as to cry without seeing the grave, and a phone call gave me a long sigh of relief.

The phone rang for a long time, and my sister's lazy and puzzled voice came, "You haven't come home yet?" Do you want to die, get back! ”

My hands and feet immediately stopped shaking, and the mood that had been suppressed for a long time instantly relaxed, and I felt that I was not struggling to go up to the sixth floor in one breath now, and it was more powerful than drinking the lid in the middle. I sat on the curb and grinned, the grilled cold noodles I had just bought were all buttoned up on my body before I could take a bite, and my bra and skirt were covered in yellow and red grease.

Soon, however, I became nervous again. Listening to my sister's tone, she is sleeping at home now, and if I hadn't woken her up, she wouldn't have known that I hadn't come home until now. I definitely can't run away from being beaten, and my sister knows my bottom line very well.

I would have been on my knees before, but now I have come up with a way to save me from the pain of flesh. Wang Jiali once asked me, if I were Sun Wukong, how could I make Tang Seng not recite the mantra, and I said at that time that it would be okay to be obedient? Wang Jiali shook her head and said, "You are stupid, you can become Guanyin, = if you tear your clothes around, do you think he still can't read it?" ”

I can be a girl now, so I decided that when she was going to beat me, I would lie on the ground and tear my clothes, and she would be reluctant to let me be so cute.

My sister said, "You take a taxi back, don't let the person who picked up the body take it away." ”

Although I didn't know what kind of occupation it was to "pick up corpses", I still said yes "mmmm". After talking to my sister for a while, I had the strength to get up from the ground.

There are four or five bus stops away from my house, not far and not close, I am a little reluctant to pay for a taxi, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk without taking a taxi. While I was standing there and struggling, the policeman who reported the "bad news" to me parked the police car next to me.

He rolled down the window and looked at me with a frown, "Where is your home, I'll take you home." ”

It's the first time I've been in a police car, and I'm sure I won't pay attention to the private car if it picks me up so late, and the words "police uncle" give people a sense of security.

I was invited to sit in the passenger seat, "My family lives in Phoenix Phase I. ”

The policeman's uncle let out an "oh" and started the car, "Why did you come home so late, aren't your family worried?" He wrinkled his nose, maybe the smell of the cold noodle soup on my body had smoked him.

My face is a little hot.

I said, "Just got off work, thank you, Uncle Police." ”

He "poofed" and said, "Look at me and look a little atavistic, in fact, I'm only twenty-five, don't call me uncle." ”

Twenty-five? Although his temperament is a little bit deep and his appearance is reasonable, no matter how you look at it, I think he is at least thirty. The same old cucumber as the caramelo one was painted green - pretending to be tender, and I felt the need for me to be wary of him.

The two of us chatted without a word, most of them were when he asked me to answer, and I could nag better than my sister, and it was like checking the household registration, which was quite bad. Fortunately, I soon arrived in the Phoenix community, and I no longer had to endure the impatience to listen to his elders educating juniors.

He put me at the door of the community, poked his head out and said, "It's not safe for a little girl to be alone outside at night, how worried the family should be if something happens!" ”

I rolled my eyes, "You know, do older people like to be good teachers?" ”

He choked, turned around on the steering wheel, and walked away.

I tiptoed into the room, my sister's room was lit with incandescent lights, the doors and windows were open, and she was lying quietly on the bed with only a pair of small panties. Her slender scar, from her chest to her lower abdomen, seemed to turn pale pink in the light. A thin breeze blew through her somewhat wheat-colored face, and her eyes rolled gently under her eyelids.

My sister had a dream, probably some little nightmare that didn't matter.

I pulled out her arm under her neck and pulled down the sideburns that covered her ears. My sister's skin is a little rough, slightly cool, and has some tiny goosebumps.

I turned off the lights in her house, ran to the balcony to take off my oil-stained skirt, blouse and bra/mask, soaked in the water, and went to the bathroom to shower. I haven't had a hair for many days, and now I don't have that mood because of my inexplicable "kidney deficiency", so I hurriedly took a shower and went back to my room to sleep.

I dreamed that my sister's 2-centimeter-thick aluminum rod had turned my human head into a dog's head...

When I woke up in the morning, I was still a little apprehensive, but my sister didn't beat me up like she used to, nor did she reprimand me, but just let me eat two boiled eggs as always.

I drooped my eyelids, hugged the bowl, and snorted on the boiled eggs soaked in the mung bean soup. My sister poked my forehead with her fingers holding chopsticks, "Why didn't you come home so late last night?" Speak, dumb! ”

What should come is always coming, no matter how stupid I am, my sister can't easily fool the past.

I said, "After eating, they're going to sing." ”

I don't know if they went or not, but I know my sister won't ask them for sure. I was afraid that my sister would worry or disagree with me going to work in Jinyan, so I said it a little vaguely.

My sister let out an "oh", "Are you drunk, why are there oil on your bra/hood and skirt?" Do you know how long it took me to wash you clean! ”

This... It's really hard to say.

My sister said, "Why are you crying when you call me, someone is bullying you?" ”

I quickly shook my head, "No one bullied me." I've heard that there was a KFC food delivery woman on Fuyuan Road who died in a car accident, I'm worried about you..."

My sister rolled her eyes and said, "It's from our store, it's okay!" Look at your appearance, you are seventeen years old and still like a child! If I die, you won't starve to death? Eat fast! ”

I smiled facelessly, my sister glared at me in disgust, muttering that I was going to reapply for my ID card and bank card after getting off work at noon, and said that she would also get one for me to save my own pocket money and salary.

I'm so happy that I haven't used a bank card since I'm so old.

After breakfast, my sister put on makeup in the house, and I ran to her house with the dried sweet potatoes and pistachios that Kiki gave me, and put them on the bedside like a treasure. My sister glanced at it, looking uninterested, just looking at the reflection in the mirror and sighing.

Her dark circles have worsened again, and there is a trend towards panda eyes. Calculate that she has been working at KFC for more than 20 days this month, and maybe she will have to take a break in the past two days.

I was thinking about how I would secretly go to Jinyan after she took a break from work, when I suddenly heard my sister say, "From today onwards, I won't go to work at KFC, and I plan to use the evening time to learn some skills by myself." The money you have saved for college in the past few years is about the same, and you will have to rely on yourself after college. As for our house..."

My sister walked around her room with her head up, sighed, and said, "I'll rent a house if it's a big deal." When you graduate and marry your daughter-in-law, I'll save you a down payment..."

My sister and I sat side by side at the head of the bed, I tilted my head against her shoulder, listened to her incoherent nagging, and said softly with a sad heart, "You're my mother, why don't you care about anything?" I was able to work and study in college. Besides, it's too early for me to marry a daughter-in-law. ”

My sister put her fingers on my head and pushed me away, squinting and laughing, "Get up!" I don't have a shameless son like you. ”

I said solemnly, "Then I can be your daughter." ”

My sister pinched my chin and hooked the corners of her mouth, feeling that I am very optimistic about you and want to make you the prince. Sure enough, "Then when you get married, I can ask my son-in-law for a bride price." ”

I said, "That can't be cheaper, at least 500,000!" ”

My sister laughed and was inexplicably silent for a while before she said, "Do you think it's better for me to learn a foreign language or to learn decoration?" ”

I'm surprised, when a foreign language is a translator, is decoration just to clean up the house? To be honest, I don't know which one is better, and I don't know if what she said is reliable, my sister muttered to herself, "You can't serve dishes to others for a lifetime and deliver takeaway for a lifetime..."

Indeed, my sister is only twenty-two, she is still very young, and girls of this age from ordinary people are probably still in college, but she has to struggle in society in advance because of me and because of this family.

Today is my third day of working in Fairview Building, and at noon I finally met the legendary "big boss behind the scenes". It was an uncle in his early thirties, with an abnormal white face, a sparse beard and short hair that looked a little decadent, and his eyes were deep and indifferent.

He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and sitting in the corner with his long legs bent, staring out the tall floor-to-ceiling windows at the hurried people/streams and vehicles. I held a plate of vegetarian assorted mixes in front of him, a little apprehensive, "Please use it slowly." ”

He didn't turn his head, he seemed to be immersed in his own world, which should be a man with a story.

"Two bottles of flower lotus, chilled." He said.

I haven't drunk much alcohol, and the same goes for beer, so I don't know how this beer from Saibei Xiaojiangnan tastes different from our local beer. In the three days I have been working, except for him, only Matan has drunk a bottle of this beer, and I have heard her talk about the legend of the lotus.

I guess there was some unforgettable story that happened to him in that place, and I was thinking wildly.

Liu Peipei took an A4 paper wrapped boxy "small brick" in front of him, and said with a red face, "These are two... Twenty-three thousand, you... You drink less... Dot. ”

The uncle sighed "hey", put the "little brick" in his pocket, and looked at Liu Peipei with a smile on his face, "You should be kind to your mother, she is sincere to your father and to you." ”

"To... You have to take care of it! Liu Peipei glared viciously, revealing two little tiger teeth, and went back to the bar with a snort.

The uncle was not annoyed, and drank happily.

I heard Song Yuwei say that the "big boss" lives in Yuhe New Town, which is a well-known rich community in the city, and the people who live are some "upper-class people", and the quality and living standards are not good.

The reason why I know this is because Lin Miaowu's family lives in Yuhe New Town, and when I sent her home, I saw the scene where almost every household has a luxury car.

Not to mention anything else, I still envy and yearn for that kind of life, but I heard Lin Miaowu say that the housing prices there are about to catch up with Beijing's Third Ring Road. I don't know how much it costs to square up the Third Ring Road in Beijing, but I think my sister and I have been struggling for ten years, and we can buy a room there without eating or drinking... Lavatory.

I was thinking about things dejectedly, Guo Xiaolong poked my finger on the back, put a plate of cucumbers on the table, I looked at the list, the table of "big boss". If you really shoot the cucumber, you don't even have a peel, a layer of minced garlic on top, and a layer of seafood soy sauce below.

Sure enough, rich people are very picky, and what my sister said is not bad at all. I scolded and brought the cucumber over, the uncle boss didn't bird me, it seems that he just came to get some pocket money, and drank two bottles of beer by the way, as for the matter of Jinxiulou, he didn't pay attention to it.

Today, Liu Peipei's "twenty-year-old mother" didn't come to deliver the meal, and a boy in the back kitchen brought her two plates of stir-fried vegetables and asked her to eat them at the bar.

My sister told me to do my homework and then changed my clothes to make up the card, I bent my head and thought about how to go to Jinyan at night, I thought for a long time and didn't come up with a way, and finally I was depressed and my thoughts were a little incomprehensible.

A timid and humble voice interrupted my thoughts, "To... To give.. You eat... Eat ice cream! ”

I held my cheeks and lifted my head, feeling a little big. Liu Peipei was holding a box of beautifully packaged... Ice cream, big eyes looked at me expectantly, and the little face was red as if Guan Gong was possessed.

"Give it to me?" It seems a bit expensive, although the price tag has been torn off, and it is definitely not comparable to the kind of popsicle I bought for a dollar.

Liu Peipei nodded, put the small box and a wooden spoon on the table, and turned to run to the bar.

I happily took the ice cream, tore off the plastic wrapper, and dug a spoonful into my mouth.

Sweet and cool!

I looked in the direction of Liu Peipei, who was sitting at the bar with her little head drooping, looking bored. My heart moved, and I ran over with a roll of paper and pencil in my hand, holding the ice cream.

I pulled up a chair and sat down next to her with an unrecognizable ass. Liu Peipei seemed to be startled, shaking her long eyelashes, wringing her fingers at a loss, and moving her body inward unnaturally.

I said, "Thank you for the ice cream, it's delicious!" ”

She hung her head and didn't speak.

I squinted at my computer screen, "Why didn't you watch a movie today?" ”

She still didn't speak, just sat dumbfounded, looking like she didn't eat oil and salt, as if she was dead in her own world.

I was digging ice cream and eating it, and talking to myself, sometimes it was something I encountered at school, sometimes it was a small matter between my sister and me, and she tilted her head and was silent, as if she was not listening.

After a while, I felt thirsty, and I pulled out a steel hammer and put it in front of her, "I'll drink a bottle of water." ”

I got up to go to the refrigerator to get it, she grabbed my arm, and I watched curiously as she opened the drawer, took out a palm-sized ceramic jar from it, unscrewed the lid, and a strange fragrance came to my face.

"You want to make me tea?" I stopped her kindness, "It's too hot, and I'm not used to tea." ”

She silently put away the ceramic jar with the words "lip tea" written on it, and seemed a little disappointed. I patted her on the shoulder and said, "I'll just drink water." ”

She took out a short, thick, smooth and delicate snow-white porcelain bottle from the drawer, probably for wine, at most seven or eight taels. She said, "I... My uncle... The mouth of the deposit... mouth..."

I didn't "mouth" out for a long time, I was anxious for her, her little face was flushed, and she didn't "mouth" anymore, and directly stuffed the bottle into my arms.

I pulled the cork and smelled it, and there was a fresh aroma of wine, and it was indeed white wine.

Looking at the way she locked the bar drawer, I was not embarrassed to stuff her back again, so I could only thank her, thinking that I would give her something tomorrow and return this favor.

It can be seen that this little girl is still willing to communicate with others, but no one pays attention to her, making her more and more withdrawn, a vicious circle.

I think I might be able to make a difference for her.

I sat at the bar and finished writing two papers, my sister came back in a hurry, I handed her a small half of the water I drank, my sister frowned and took it, "Why did you run to the bar, is your ass too big to sit down below?" ”

I could hear the strong dissatisfaction in her tone, and most of it was because I was showing favor to Liu Peipei.

What's going on? Jealous or how to drop? But why does she care so much about me getting close to Liu Peipei?

My sister said, "What do you have in your hand?" ”

I said, "The wine she gave me..."

My sister glared at me, threw me a card, didn't ask any more questions, and went to the changing room to change her clothes.

It is a silver-white postal savings bank, with a small yellow hair printed on the front and a black gel 990612 pen on the white paper in the middle of the back, which is my birthday.

I feel that my sister is inexplicable, Liu Peipei blushed and drooped her head and stopped talking, Ma Dan, Wu Xiaoxue, and Song Yuwei walked down from the second floor in a leisurely manner.

The afternoon work began again.