Intoxicated

brother's diary

On X, X, X, it was sunny and there was a small sun

It was a beautiful afternoon. I was in the study writing for my sister the arithmetic problems she couldn't finish.

Mom came in at this time, and she asked with a smile: "Xiaojiu, do you want to have another brother?"

I looked at my beautiful mother and her flat belly, and I had a bad feeling in my heart. You must know that my father asked me this when my mother was pregnant with Niang Niang.

He asked: "Son, do you want to have a younger sister?"

I was young at the time and didn't understand these things. Now that I've grown up, I know that once this question is asked, it often indicates that whether I want it or not, my younger siblings will come to the door.

I put down my pen and nodded solemnly.What I thought in my heart was that I was afraid that I would have to help the two of them with their homework in the future.My mother patted my head and smiled nicely, probably very satisfied with the answer.

Sure enough, in the next two months, I watched my mother's belly grow bigger like a balloon, and I knew that my brother had settled down in my mother's belly.

My sister saw it too.

One day I saw her squatting among the rosebushes in the garden, using her little hands to pull the roses sticking out of the railing. I stopped her in time, because the rhizomes of roses have thorns.

My sister looked up at me with aggrieved eyes, and I realized that her eye sockets were as red as roses, which is often a sign that she is about to cry.

I quickly squatted down and asked her what was wrong.

Niangniang said in a low voice: "Are Mom and Dad going to have a new baby?"

"Well, yes." I couldn't trick her into saying no, and it was obviously a good thing.

But my sister still burst into tears.

I was taken aback. Dad just helped my mother go upstairs to take a nap. I can't let my sister wake up my mother and the brother in her stomach.

So he quickly reached out his hand to cover her small mouth while taking out a toffee from his pocket to coax her.The younger sister took the toffee, stopped crying, and asked me still sobbing: "Then I have a younger brother, does my brother not like me anymore?"

"how come?"

"Then will you love your brother?"

"Of course, I love him as much as I love you"

My sister is going to grin again: "Woohoo, you must ... definitely love him if you love him!"

"Who said that?"

"If an apple is divided into two halves, the half I get will be less. If my brother's love is divided between two people, the one for Niangniang will be less, right?"

I rubbed my forehead, and thought to myself, why didn’t this child spend all his time on mathematics? Otherwise, he would never have been hovering on the passing line for a long time!

I tried to break her logic back, and I said, "You can't apply math averages to human emotions."

My sister has a look of incomprehension, I almost forgot, she is still a fourth-grade elementary school student, she can't explain too difficult truths, although I am only in junior high school, but I have read a lot of extracurricular books, when writing essays , Quoting scriptures can make the teacher stunned for a while!

So I put it another way, and I asked her, "Do you think mom and dad love you?"

The younger sister nodded firmly.I asked again: "Then do you think Mom and Dad love me?"

The younger sister blinked her eyes and said, "Love!"

"That is to say, mom and dad love you as much as me, right?"

"Hmm." "Do we share the same love?"

The younger sister grabbed the white rabbit toffee and nodded again.

I think she understood it, so she said: "So, mom and dad will also love my younger brother, and my elder brother will also love my younger brother, but my younger brother will not compete with you for my parents' love, nor will I compete with you for my brother's love." , he is our family, and Niang will be his older sister."

"We Niaoniang have grown up a little bit, and we are not afraid to sleep alone anymore, right?"

My sister proudly said: "Of course!"

I hugged her and said: "When you grow up, you must not only learn to be loved by others, but also learn to love others. You must learn to share, and you must also learn to be grateful."

The younger sister should have understood, there was no expression on her face about to cry.

I peeled off the paper candy and fed it to her mouth.She likes milk candy very much, but her mother doesn't let her eat more, for fear of tooth decay, I will secretly hide two for her occasionally.

"I know my brother."

My sister clings to my arms begging for a hug.I picked her up and walked into the house.

She leaned on my shoulder and said, "Would my brother like toys?"

She said: "I have a barbie princess in the cabinet to share with him!"

There are a dozen of them that I just grabbed out of Disney's claw machines.She has always been a baby.Being able to give up such a beloved toy, I am very pleased for my sister, but I have to remind her: "But my brother is a baby boy."

"Don't baby boys like princesses?"

"Hmm..." This question seemed a bit difficult, and I didn't know how to answer it, so I could only say: "Maybe he prefers model airplanes or Transformers."

"Okay..." My sister put her head on my shoulder and said distressedly: "But there is no such doll at home."

I smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can buy it for him, or catch a few more."

How many to catch a few.