My Sister is Very Obsessive

It rained on the 6th, and I did a day's cleaning at home. Today, on the 7th, although I heard the rain, the clouds in the sky seemed a little thicker, and the pale sun also appeared and disappeared from time to time.

It was almost eight o'clock when I woke up. Looking at my sister, who was hiding under the covers, curled up, lying on her side, she shook her head gently and smiled.

This guy usually gets up just after seven o'clock, but today he slept like a little pig with an inaudible snoring from his delicate little nose.

I squinted my eyes, stretched my body tightly and stretched my waist, and my sister, who felt the movement, opened her eyes lazily and glanced at me.

"Well..., brother, it's so early, sleep a little longer!"

While muttering, she turned her body sideways, lay on my chest, rubbed her face comfortably, closed her eyes again, and continued to fall asleep.

In a relaxed mood, I raised my hand and stroked her head, then put my arms around her and prepared to go back to sleep.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by my mother's knock on the door.

"Get up, two little guys!"

I opened my eyes in a daze, and gently pulled my sister's soft arm across my neck. Feeling the movement, my sister twisted her fragrant and soft body, and mumbled without contention.

"Why, it's so early!"

"Get up when you wake up. Mom is knocking on the door."

Saying that, I gently lifted the quilt, yawned, and ran over barefoot to open the door for my mother.

"What are you doing! Why don't you get up so late?" Mom looked at me suspiciously, then turned to look at my sister who was curled up in the bed, motionless.

"I slept too late last night!" I yawned softly again, "and no one called us, so I slept a little longer."

"What were you doing last night?"

After saying that, my mother squeezed into the room and drove her sister's quilt car.

"Oops!" My sister stretched out slowly, then sat up from the bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes, "I said Mom, what are you doing!"

Mom didn't answer, but after glancing at the sheets first, she turned her attention to her sister.

At this time, the first three buttons of her pajamas were all open, and she was not wearing underwear, and half of her small **** were exposed.

Mom stretched out her hand to pull on my sister's collar, buttoned it up, then turned her head and looked at me angrily, but didn't say anything.

I scratched my head with some guilt, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

"what time is it?"

"You can have lunch in two hours!"

Saying that, my mother pulled her sister who was still sitting on the bed with her head dozing little by little.

"Get up quickly and wash up with your brother. It's getting more and more outrageous. My elder sister is not like an elder sister, and my younger brother is not like a younger brother!"

"Got it!" My sister shook her head, got out of bed, raised her hand and patted her mouth, yawning and walking towards me, "Let's go, brother, wash your face and brush your teeth together!"

I reached out to hold her little hand, but suddenly I glanced at my mother with a guilty conscience and withdrew my hand.

Although she agreed to sleep with my sister last night, even so, I still feel guilty for no reason!

Soon, my sister and I finished washing up and had breakfast.

After breakfast, she seemed to have nothing to do again. My sister was lying on her back on the sofa, with one foot on the ground and the other leg on the back of the sofa, holding up her mobile phone and answering messages in a boring way.

I went back to the bedroom, ready to reassemble the computer that I had torn apart yesterday.

The disc I broke in half was still on the ground, I picked it up, and threw it into the trash.

Anything is easier to destroy than to build. After all, according to the theory of entropy increase, everything in the material world develops from order to disorder.

I easily disassembled the main body of the computer into pieces, but it took me a lot of time and energy to assemble it completely, especially for some details, I had to look up the information at the same time. , while assembling.

During this period, my sister also came in once, but after squatting beside me and watching me for a while, she continued to return to the living room and sat with my mother to brag and watch TV.

It took a lot of effort for me to assemble the host, then plug in the power supply and network cable, and prepare to turn it on and test the situation.

The computer was successfully opened, but there seems to be some problem with the optical drive, but it is normal to think about it. I disassembled the optical drive last night. I hated it the most. To install, so installed out of the CD-ROM, no problem is strange.

Fortunately, there is no problem with the system and network. Anyway, large-capacity U disks and SD cards are now worthless, and CDs are basically being eliminated.

After installing the computer, I returned the toolbox to the storage room, then came back to clean the floor, and then walked into the living room to chat with my sister and mother.

At noon, I warmed up the leftovers from last night and ate all the leftovers before I finished eating.

In the afternoon, my sister wanted to take me to take a nap together, but was scolded by my mother, so she simply hugged the quilt, lay directly on the sofa, and slept on my leg.

My mother and I talked about some company affairs again, and asked her if Tang Qing had called her.

My sister woke up in the middle of the afternoon. We had dinner early in the evening and then went downstairs for a walk together.

While walking, a teddy suddenly went crazy and yelled at my sister. Suddenly, my sister was so frightened that she hid behind me. I was a little unhappy and scared the little teddy. The grandmother, who was about sixty-five or sixty-years-old - scolded.

After that, we watched a group of old grandfathers play chess on the side of the road. My sister and I have similar understanding of chess, and we are still only at the level of understanding the rules.

The mother seemed to be more powerful. Looking at the two old men who were playing chess, she could basically understand most of their ways.

After watching the game of chess for a while, the sky darkened a bit, and the street lamps on both sides were turned on one after another, and the floor lamps hidden in the Asakusa radiated soft light.

A burst of shoddy DJ music came from outside the community, and I vaguely seemed to hear something like "You finally became someone else's mistress." Speaking of which, how should square dance aunts compensate for this song?

I once read an article, an article discussing what is elegant and what is vulgar.

People are always accustomed to classifying some profound and incomprehensible things as spring and white snow, and other things that are shallow and down-to-earth as Xialiba people.

In the end, the white snow in the spring became arty and hypocritical, and the Xialiba people also became the unpopular vulgarity.

When I was in high school, I always heard someone in my class say that I read those famous novels this summer vacation, and I read those famous novels this winter vacation.

But many times, I can't help but wonder if they are showing off in class, or if they really understand.

If reading becomes a capital for showing off, and reading for showing off, I think it is better not to read.

"Brother, you're distracted!" The elder sister who was holding my arm gently pushed me, "What are you thinking, why are you always distracted?"

"No!" I shook my head with a slight smile, "It's a little cold, why don't we go back!"

"casual!"

The elder sister waved her hand indifferently, and the old mother smiled and nodded.