My Sister is Very Obsessive

Originally, I planned to send the summary sheet to my mother in the afternoon, but because I comforted my sister, I couldn't finish it.

It wasn't until my mother came back from get off work that I could finish it.

"Still busy?" Mom sat beside me and looked at the computer screen on the coffee table, "How much have you written?"

"It's almost done!" I closed the folder in my hand, then turned to look at my mother, "But I have to check it again, there may be some problems in some places."

"Well, don't worry!" Mom smiled and stretched out her arms to wrap my arms, then looked at me with a worried expression, opened her mouth to say something, but in the end said nothing.

This is really an obsessive-compulsive disorder. "Mom, is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Well, no!" Mom forced a smile.

"Definitely!" With a sure look on my face, my mother couldn't help but turn her head away, and she changed the subject bluntly, "By the way, where's your sister?"

"I'm writing a novel in the room!" I rolled my eyes speechlessly.

After comforting my sister this afternoon, she reawakened her high-spirited fighting consciousness. It has been almost three hours since she entered the room in the afternoon, and she has never come out once.

"Oh, then I'll go see her!"

Saying that, my mother got up and walked quickly towards my bedroom.

Although I know she is escaping my inquiry, what can I do? He is my mother, I can't pull her and force her to speak!

After my mother left, I picked up the laptop and put it on my lap, and then started to read what I wrote from beginning to end.

Some erroneous grammar and other words have also been changed. If there is data, you have to go through the file and check it.

If I want to define a position for what I am doing now, it should be regarded as a "negotiation basis". After all, in order to increase its own value, Donghe Films naturally try to hide some unfavorable aspects. As the buyer, in order to To maximize profits, we must have an accurate judgment on Donghe, so as to reduce the price of Donghe's offer.

I don't know what my mother said to my sister when she came to the room. Anyway, she had a smile on her face after she came out.

Then she went back to her bedroom, changed into her regular clothes, and got into the kitchen.

After I finished changing a short paragraph, I got up and rubbed my forehead, and followed into the kitchen.

I don’t know how expensive oil and salt are when I’m not at home, and I’m tired when I don’t go to work. In the past, my sister and I didn’t know much about my mother’s work and thought that the boss was a laid-back, so we took care of my mother for granted.

But it's different now. I have seen my mother's work intensity with my own eyes, and I have personally participated in one of the relatively simple tasks. I know that the work is tiring, so I really can't bear my mother to be busy with the company and busy again. home.

The dinner is not very rich, two dishes and one soup, and there are only three people in the family, which is completely enough.

"Sister!" I stood at the door and knocked gently on the door, because she didn't want people to disturb her creation, so I locked the door.

"Well, what's wrong brother?" Sister's voice came through the door.

"time for dinner!"

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll come when I finish writing the last point."

"Let's write after dinner."

"There's still a little bit left, so let's eat first!"

After a few words of persuasion, I could not move, so I had to turn around and leave.

My mother put the tableware and chopsticks in place, and then gave each of us a bowl of rice. Seeing that I came back without my sister, she couldn't help but ask,

"What about your sister?"

"I'm still writing!" I scratched my head speechlessly.

"Then let me eat first!" Mom didn't take the initiative to say what to wait for her. After all, everyone has been busy all day, and their stomachs are already hungry, and they are a family, so it doesn't matter whether they wait or not.

About halfway through our meal, my sister ran out.

She was wearing pajamas and a hat with two bunny ears drooping. Three or two strands of hair came out from the brim of her hat. She looked messy, like a house girl.

The elder sister held chopsticks and casually pulled the rice in the bowl, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in the plot of the novel.

After eating, my sister got into the room again, and I cleaned up the kitchen with my mother first, and then sat on the sand and discussed the summary data I made.

There must be some problems. After all, it is the first time to do it. My mother pointed out some relatively big problems, and then I revised it according to the information on the document under her guidance.

Mom is holding the computer carefully and carefully reviewing it.

This thing has no criteria for judging, just like reading questions in Chinese, there are steps and routines, but those are all methods to help solve the problem, and the real answer cannot be unified.

Like a thousand people who read a dream of Red Mansions, they will read a thousand kinds of life.

"Well! It's good!" After reading it, my mother nodded with satisfaction.

After I got the affirmative answer from my mother, I stretched out in relief, feeling that my whole body was much more relaxed, and at the same time, a sense of accomplishment rose faintly in my heart.

"Okay, go to sleep!"

After Lao Xiaoma saved the document, she turned off the computer and put it on the coffee table.

"Good night mom!"

"Good night!"

After saying good night to each other, I went to the bedroom, while my mother went to turn off the lights in the living room.

My sister didn't lock the door at night, so I pushed open the door and walked in.

I thought my sister was writing a novel, but I didn't expect her to be lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone. The computer was turned on, and the screen was densely filled with words.

I guess she is probably tired of typing and taking a break.

Hearing the movement of my door opening, my sister turned to look at me, lying on the bed without moving, but with a shallow smile on her face.

The smile is very sweet, but...she looked at me so intently, which really made me a little uncomfortable, so I instinctively turned my head and looked back,

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Suddenly you are so handsome!"

The sister replied with a smile.

I was speechless, but I didn't refute her.

"Are you still writing?" I asked her while taking off my coat.

"Well..." My sister thought about it seriously, and then Ann began to find excuses to be lazy, "Today's writing is over, don't write it!"

Occasionally being lazy is not bad. It's good to steal half a day, but if there is no "busy" for comparison, "free" will be equal to "salty".

"Then I'll turn off the lights!"

"Wait a minute!" My sister sat up from the bed, then jumped to the computer desk, moved the mouse to save the text document, and then allowed me to turn off the light.

Turning off the light, I tucked into the bed, and my sister snuggled up.

Such a small day is also very beautiful.