The apple was big and red, and before Han Qianqian could take a bite, her sister's cry came from behind her.

"Woo, my apple." Han Yuyu watched Han Qianqian eat her own imported apples and cried directly.

"Yuyu, what's wrong with you?" Han's mother hurriedly ran over to comfort Han Yuyu, who had tears in her eyes.

Han Yuyu looked at his mother with a pair of pitiful eyes, and said aggrievedly, "Mom, my sister has eaten all my apples." ”

"No, no." Han Qianqian looked at her angry mother, waved her slender little hand, and hurriedly explained, "There are still a lot of apples in the refrigerator." ”

Han Yuyu reluctantly put away his tears, lowered his head and said with some embarrassment, "Sister, I'm sorry, I thought you had eaten all the apples, that's why you ,,,"

"It's okay, it's okay," Han Qianqian didn't understand Han Yuyu's ulterior motives, and looked at her kind sister and waved her hand.

Han's mother glared at Han Qianqian, hugged Han Yuyu in her arms, and scolded loudly, "There are so many things in the refrigerator that you don't eat, you have to eat your sister's things!"

Remember, you are not allowed to touch your sister's things in the future. ”

"Mom!" Han Yuyu tugged at the corners of Han's mother's clothes, and said coquettishly, "It's okay for my sister to eat an apple." ”

Han Qianqian glanced at Han Yuyu with emotion.

"What do you say! These apples were finally flown back from abroad, and my mother was reluctant to eat them, so you gave them back to that girl! Mother Han's tone was full of disgust.

Han Qianqian, who was thin and short standing in the corner, listened to her mother's undisguised disgust, her fingers tugged at her clothes, and remembered what her grandfather said to herself before he died,

"Qianqian! When you go to your parents, do you have to bear with everything? Don't conflict with your sister, don't contradict your parents, or you'll be the one who suffers. ”

"Mom, my sister is also your daughter, what's wrong with her eating one! My sister must be hungry, otherwise she wouldn't have eaten my apples. Han Yuyu hugged Han's mother and coquettishly, looked back at Han Qianqian in the corner, and smiled at her.

"Good! Just this once! Mother Han glanced at Han Qianqian, who looked an eyesore, "Your sister is kind, you can eat this apple!"

Remember, don't eat your sister's stuff next time!

So many things at home! ”

Han Qianqian raised her head and held back the tears that were about to overflow from her eyes.

She may not have understood her sister's smile back then, but now she finally understands the meaning of that smile.

My stuff, even if it's rotten, won't give it to you!

Han Qianqian sorted out her emotions, took out noodles and an egg from the refrigerator, and cooked her lunch very skillfully.

After a while, a bowl of fragrant noodles was cooked.

Han Yuyu's happy voice came from the living room.

"Mom, I'm already back first! Today's dinner is boring, and I have to meet Brother Luo Yu in the afternoon, so I'll come back and change my clothes. ”

"Don't say it, don't say it, I'm dying of thirst, I'll go to the kitchen and see what I have to eat."

As he spoke, Han Yuyu hung up the phone.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw that Han Qianqian had just cooked a bowl of noodles and brought it to the restaurant.

"Sister."

Han Yuyu nodded, her pitiful eyes rolled, and with an "accident", her shoulder just hit Han Qianqian's hand.

"Bump!"

The noodles and soup splashed everywhere, and the bowl fell to the ground and fell directly to pieces.

The freshly cooked noodles were knocked over like this.