"Wow ~ I want my mother, not my brother, not my brother ...!" My sister cried and shouted. Hearing this voice, I suddenly felt the magic sound around my ears and was upset. I really wanted to leave her in anger and let her cry enough. But on second thought, no, I can't give up so easily. My mother's exhortation to "take care of my sister" still reverberated in my ears when she went out. I also vowed to guarantee the ticket, so I had to brave the pressure and complete the task.
This has to start from the beginning. That day, grandma went back to her hometown, and my mother had to go to work again. The arduous and important task of taking care of my sister could only be handed over to me. Although I have 10 thousand reluctance, there is no other way but to perfunctory and agree: "ok, ok." What do I do? " Mother said, "Feed my sister and let her finish eating. Then give her more water, and let her drink a few mouthfuls from time to time. If you drink less water, you should get angry. "
At first, I didn't think so. I thought it was not difficult to do so, but it didn't take long for me to regret it. When feeding her, she just doesn't taste good, so forget it if she doesn't eat. She also runs around the house, and I have to follow her like a follower. It is estimated that at this time, she was bored and found that her mother was not at home, so there was a scene of crying and making trouble at the beginning.
I bent over and chased her for a long time, but I couldn't stand up straight, but I didn't feed her a bite. What can I do? I'm so angry that I can't fight. I took a few deep breaths in spite of my anger, tried to make myself calm down, and said to her gently, "Good sister, let's eat well. If we don't eat, we won't grow tall. If we race with children, we won't win the first place. Come on, have a bite." Who knows, she didn't buy it at all, not only ignored me, but cried even more. I saw that this move was ineffective, so I made another plan: show cartoons, yes, my sister likes watching cartoons best. So, I immediately turned on the TV, quickly found "Piggy Page" and turned up the sound. Actually, it didn't interest her at all. She didn't even lift her head or look at it, and continued her "performance."
"Pa", I put the bowl on the coffee table and grabbed my head with both hands, which almost made me crazy. My head kept thinking about it, and my brain ached ... Finally, I thought of another way: telling stories. So I rummaged through the closet to find out the story book and told her the story of "the race between the tortoise and the rabbit" with a vivid voice and emotion. I think this should have some effect. Even if you don't eat, at least you can stop crying. The result was a great disappointment to me. Not only did she not listen, but she suddenly reached out and snatched the story book from my hand, then threw it on the ground and shouted, "Go away, I don't want you, I want my mother." Mom, come back soon! " I saw her crying and sweating, and I was sweating myself.
I don't care if I like to eat or not. I'm sitting on the ground "whirring" and sulking. Just when I used up my last patience, I suddenly had an epiphany and thought of the robot, yes, my sister's favorite toy. So, I jumped up and immediately brought the robot. Press the switch, only to hear the robot immediately say, "Hello, I'm a robot expert. I can not only sing but also dance. Come and play with me." My eyes never left my sister, and I watched her reaction carefully, hoping that she could turn crying into joy and smile through tears. When my sister heard the voice of her favorite robot, she paused for a moment and then continued to cry. I immediately switched the robot to singing and dancing mode, and made funny moves with the robot. At the same time, I stared at my sister with eyes full of expectation, which was my last move. Sure enough, my sister secretly opened her eyes and stared at the two of us, gradually stopping crying. I felt relaxed when I saw the clouds, and immediately said to her, "Shall we dance with the robot?" Then she took her hand and jumped up.
I finally coaxed my sister. I was relieved and took the opportunity to feed her quickly. When the task was almost finished, she suddenly offered to play hide-and-seek with me. My face turned pale and I was just about to refuse. Who knows, she is quite sensitive, immediately aware of my mind, immediately pie mouth, act like a pair of crying. "Good good, hide and seek." I'll talk about it right away. The fruits of hard-won victory can't be ruined so easily. I have no choice but to play hide-and-seek with her. By the way, I set a plan: I have to drink water every time I find it. She readily agreed, and the water feeding task went smoothly, and I was proud.
In this way, unconsciously, half a day passed, and my mother finally came home from work. Just when she wanted to hug her sister, she suddenly ran away and said, "I have to play hide-and-seek with my brother."
This experience reminds me that I was more naughty than my sister when I was a child. Let me realize how difficult it is for parents to bring up their children one by one.
Study hard, only in this way can we repay our parents' kindness.