"Ning'er, Jing'er, come down to eat," my mother shouted downstairs.

"How? Go down? Looking at Yin Jing, whose face was wonderful, I asked indifferently.

"Let's go" Yin Jing cleaned up her mood and took the lead.

When they came to the living room, the family gathered around the dining table, the food was steaming, and they sat down next to Yin Jing, "It's really rich today"

Mom looked at me puzzled, "Rich? As usual? ”

"Huh?"

Yin Jing grinned and said, "Mom, my sister is nervous today, don't pay attention to her"

The elder brother also chimed in, "Yes, I saw her there just now."

What else can I say? Picking up the bowl, I hesitated. Yin Jing saw that I didn't move, and looked at me with a smile, "What?" Don't eat it? Is it because ...... are you afraid that "leaning close to my ear and saying" is poisonous? ”

Mom and Dad looked at us strangely, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't have much appetite, but now, when I see the food my mother cooking, I suddenly have an appetite" picked up the chopsticks and crawled a few bites randomly.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable? I just saw you weird," my brother asked worriedly.

Stuffed with food in my mouth, I muttered and shook my head "It's okay" I ask you, don't give me the warmth of my family anymore, I'm afraid I'll just go to sleep, such a dream is really a great temptation for me, and it's easy to fall into it forever. Reality is always cruel, but after all, I live in reality, and dreams are just dreams......

It's the fullest I've eaten in years, and it's also the most uncomfortable I've eaten. 'Whew! Finally full,' said silently in his heart.

After the dishes and chopsticks were cleaned up, Yin Jing and I were in the kitchen shabu "Yin Jing, the last day, have a good time, after tomorrow's mother's birthday, don't forget your promise"

Yin Jing lowered her head, unable to see her expression, but her tone was very cold, "I won't forget, even if I don't remember, you will help me implement it, won't you?" ”

I brushed the bowl seriously, but helplessly, I haven't cooked for many years, I'm still a little clumsy, the bowl has several naughty want to slip away from my hands, and I grabbed it sensitively, from the back I just kept squatting up, squatting up, like just jumping up and down... Forehead... What is this analogy?

"Hehe, it seems that you still have some similarities with your sister, but you have to be better, if it is your sister, the bowls here will be scrapped, and my parents often say: If Ning'er takes the initiative to brush the dishes, it indicates that these bowls will come to an end. So your parents usually don't allow you to enter the kitchen, I think today they saw that you were abnormal, so they didn't stop you, and now they should be silently mourning for the bowl that may be smashed" Yin Jing even sarcastically told the life of this world.

I smiled "Really?" If it weren't for this, we would be the best sisters."

"Who's your sister?" Yin Jing asked angrily, "Which sister would want her sister's life?" ”

"Me! Reality will, even if you come here, you still will! Don't you think it's weird? How can there be such a similar person, whether it is a name or a look"

Yin Jing pondered for a while, "I don't understand what my sister said, but since she will let you come, she has her reasons, I ......" The words were not finished.

"Smack!" Finished.

The bowl in his hand finally ended its short life.

"Bang dang! "What's going on?"...... Before I could figure it out, anxious footsteps came from outside the kitchen, followed by a sigh of "Hey! The result is still the same, Shi Yu, it seems that we will have to buy new dishes tomorrow" Dad leaned weakly against the door.

"My Yin Ning! I ask you, don't go into the kitchen next time, you're destroying the environment! Mom looked at me complainingly.

What happened? How can the dishes run to the ground on their own? I looked at my hands speechlessly, "Is it my fault?" ”

The house resounded with the family's anti-88 "nonsense!" ”