A few days ago, when I had nothing to do, I flipped through the photo album at home, and suddenly discovered that at a certain period in my childhood, my living conditions had undergone a "huge" change. I suddenly changed from a princess to a little bitter melon...

Looking back on my childhood, I was indeed very arrogant during a certain period of time. In the village, my material life was pretty good. Yes, my mother is very clever. I started wearing dresses more than 20 years ago, and I even had multiple mother-child outfits with my mother. At that time, my mother’s greatest joy was to dress me up beautifully and take me out to play.

But when I scrolled further, I was dumbfounded: my hair looked like it hadn’t been cut in a few months, it was messy and shapeless, the clothes should have belonged to a certain brother, they didn’t fit, they were really ugly, and Due to my long body, there are patches of white skin on my face... Oops, I frowned slightly, what's wrong with this?

Zhang Nainao swayed in while listening to the music, "Sister, here you go" and threw a can of Coke at me. I suddenly realized that it was probably because of this guy. Now Zhang is a handsome young man. Every time he went shopping, the aunt who used to sell things would always say, "What a beautiful girl." Now she completely ignored me and praised him, "Young man, you're not bad. Do you have a partner?" Ah," I was speechless. "Is it okay that my brother is still young? Besides, his grades have always been average because of his puppy love." But he was not like this when he was a child.

When I was seven years old, two major events happened in my life. One was that I went to school, and the other was the birth of Zhang Xia. I remember waking up one day and there was this little guy in my house. He had a fair face and a green hat on his head. He was sleeping soundly. His lips were so small and he moved every move. Oh my God, he was so cute. I hurried I ran to get my favorite candy and wanted to feed him one. Fortunately, grandma stopped me quickly... Everyone said that newborn babies are ugly, but I don’t think he is ugly at all. He lay on the bed and I walked around him in circles, not knowing at all that his arrival would change my life.

When my mother was in confinement, she asked my grandma and grandma to take care of me. Grandma and grandma could never tie my pigtails properly. I looked in the mirror with an unhappy face, and the two elderly people were also helpless. I went to school with a frown on my face and started to have my own troubles. Later, my parents became busier and busier and had no time to dress me up, so I turned into a tomboy with short hair.

When Nao was a child, his health was very poor, and his parents had to pay more attention to him. At that time, I was most afraid of him getting sick, not only because of the anxiety of my family every time, but also because of It's because I'm really afraid of losing him. In my heart, he is so fragile at a young age.

One day, there were only my mother and us siblings at home. I remember that we were playing with his little toys on the bed. Suddenly, his face became livid and he kept shaking. I was at a loss for a moment. Mom The people holding him kept shouting his name. I stayed there, not knowing what to do. I wanted to run to find someone, but I was afraid that I would never see him. My anxious tears kept flowing. My mother shouted, " "Go find grandma". When I was 9 years old, I ran away. I ran as hard as I could and cried while running. Looking back now, I felt that the distance was so long. On the way, I met Aunt Li who was carrying water home. She saw Something was wrong, so I quickly asked, "Lala, what's wrong?" I immediately knelt there, pointed at my uncle's house, and cried incoherently, "Milk, grandma...嬲...嬲嬲 is sick." My aunt dropped the bucket and ran away. ...Fortunately, my brother was fine, but that afternoon, to this day, I still remember clearly. It was the most frightening afternoon in my entire life.

In my memory, when I was studying, my mother brought my younger brother to school every day to buy snacks. My younger brother would take the initiative to divide the snacks into two portions, saying, "Mom, this is my sister's, please help me." "Put it up", but as a young man, he could not resist the temptation of delicious food. After a while, he said to his mother, "Mom, I remember that my sister doesn't seem to like eating this, so I will eat it first." After a while, he I couldn't help it anymore... By the time I got out of class, he had almost eaten all the snacks. He was embarrassed, so he took his mother to buy one for his sister. Me too, I couldn't bear to eat any delicious food in school. I thought about sharing it with him when I got home. When I got greedy, I would quietly break some off.

Once, my younger brother was sick and hospitalized. I was studying in the village and couldn't be with him, so every Saturday, my father would take me to the hospital to reunite with my younger brother and my mother. My younger brother would bring his relatives to visit him and buy things. I took out all the delicious food from the cabinet. My mother pointed to one of the bags and said, "Your third aunt bought this. She said she won't open it until you come." After eating snacks, I would go to the small shop downstairs with my brother. I saved up all the pocket money for the week and bought him all the novelties he wanted. We wore 5-cent cannons that could blow Whistling glasses, a fake beard, holding Ultraman's lollipop, I happily returned to the ward. Every time I went back on Sunday, my brother cried, and so did I. I was looking forward to the next weekend, which would come soon.

Maybe it’s because my brother is in poor health and everyone is busy taking care of him and making money to support the family that they ignore me. But if I hadn’t looked at the photos, I wouldn’t have realized it. I didn't feel wronged at that time because I loved him equally, even more than my parents loved him.

At that time, I was a relatively quiet child. I rarely spoke and never had any arguments with my friends. Once I heard my younger brother suddenly crying while playing on campus. It turned out to be because of my classmate. I teased him and got some water on the corner of his clothes (my younger brother had a bit of mysophobia when I was a child). I was instantly angry, picked up half a bucket of water and poured it over the classmate's head. I even threatened him because of my good grades. "If you dare to make him cry again, you will be doomed." Sure enough, because of Zhang Na, I made trouble for that classmate every now and then. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and sued the class teacher.

Zhang Nao also started to protect her sister when she was very young. My classmates and I played a game of slapping the back of the hand. Because my reaction was always slow, the back of my hand was hit red. Suddenly he rushed forward and said, "My sister doesn't play anymore, I'm here to play with you." Looking at the serious look on his little face, everyone laughed.

The summer before going to college, my younger brother was accidentally bitten by a snake. My father rushed up and sucked on my brother's wound and began to spit out the poisonous water bit by bit. My mother pushed my father away and started sucking again. I pushed my mother away again. In fact, I have always had an idea. If the end of the world comes and someone has to be taken away, I will be the first to stand up. This time my brother went to another place for treatment for a week. I didn’t eat during this week. I ate a cucumber every day and stared at it. Even though my grandma came and called me on my cell phone, I waited so helplessly for a week in such a big house... It wasn't until my brother came back that I had a solid night's sleep for the first time.

Now that we have all grown up, Zhang Nao is a kinder and better boy than his sister. Since I am away from home all year round, he will take more care of his family. Inadvertently, he has become a little man. As a sister, I am really proud of him all the time.

Why I wrote such words today is not only to recall the past, but more importantly, to see a little girl change her face when her parents said they wanted to give her another brother. I was shocked when he said, "If you dare to live, I will kill him." The country has just opened up the two-child policy, and many young people are hesitant. They really want to have another child, but they are afraid of wronging their current child.

For me, the first child, the arrival of the second child has brought me a lot of changes. Although, due to his poor health, my parents ignored me a lot when I was a child, but compared to In terms of his existence, that grievance is really insignificant.

I have never felt that my brother has robbed me of anything. On the contrary, it is because his arrival has given us more warmth and joy, making this home more cozy. In the future, There is more concern and more reliance. This may be the meaning of family.

For second children, only children often think of plundering what they own, whether it is material or love, but the love from the bottom of the heart for this new member really only comes when he arrives , can you truly feel it.

And now, we, siblings, care for each other and live in harmony as a family. Is there anything more worthwhile and heartwarming than this?

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