About my hopeless brother and sister

"That... Qin Feng... he was obviously planning to invite you to dinner... and as a result..."

Wu Moxie sat silently across from the chairman, looking at me embarrassed.

I put the bowl and chopsticks in front of her and pulled out the chair and sat next to the chairman, who took a deep breath, showed an enraptured expression, exhaled a happy breath, and said excitedly, "Ah, I can smell the spicy smell of boiled fish! There's absolutely nothing to say about my brother's craft!"

Wu Mo Xie was constrained to look at the rice in front of him, embarrassed and picked up the chopsticks. Originally Wu Mo Xi wanted to invite me to dinner, but I refused, because I had to go back to cook for the chairman, Wu Mo Xi said that then help us at home once, but I quickly saw that Wu Mo Xi had never cooked at all before, holding the knife hand is shaking, so I kicked her out of the kitchen, and it became the current situation.

The would-be president had reached out and grabbed a piece of fish to his mouth, fanning himself desperately with his hand because it was hot and spicy. I stood up and took out three bottles of Coke from the fridge and placed them in front of everyone, then, looking at Wu Mo Xi who hadn't moved his chopsticks, I frowned and said, "It's rude to look at someone else's food if you don't eat it."

"Ah! Right...sorry..."

Wu Moxie reached out and picked up a small piece of fish, some trembling chopsticks came off several times before she succeeded, she brought the fish to her own mouth, looking at the white hot flesh, holding it in her left hand in case it fell off, looking at the chairman who was still breathing, Wu Moxie carefully blew on the fish and put it in her own mouth.

"Mmm! Awesome!"

Wu Moxie's eyes snapped open, wide as if they were cat's eyes under her long bangs, and she looked at me in amazement, swallowing the fish in her mouth and exclaiming.

I picked up a piece and put it in my mouth, the delicate fish mixed with the spiciness of the chili. The fluffy but not chewy fish released spicy oil in my mouth, and for a moment my mouth was taken over by the spice. Although this was my first time making it, it looked good, but I think it was a little too spicy, next time it would be better to put less chili in, maybe use maybe chili oil instead?

"Right, I told you that my younger brother's cooking is unmistakable, after all, he's been cooking for almost ten years. Thinking about the rice that my younger brother cooked back then, in comparison to now, I really feel that my younger brother's progress has been rapid."

The would-be president, who didn't have a long memory, once again picked up a large piece of fish and put it into his bowl, smiling at Wu Mo Xi. Wu Moxie's mouth chewed on the fish and stretched out her left hand to shield her face, well, the food was still good. She desperately swallowed the meat in her mouth and said, "The relationship between the Chairman and Qin Feng is really good, did Qin Feng start cooking when he was young?"

"Well, when we were living together, Qin Feng started to learn how to cook. At that time, the way little Qin Feng stepped on the stool and tried his best to carry the pot was so cute that we wanted to make him into a doll to play with at any time!"

That's why you've been sexually harassing me all day? I'm going to sue you for child molestation.

I silently took a sip of Coke, never interrupt when someone is talking about themselves, or else the chairman of the talk will not know what to say.

Wu Moxie opened her eyes and looked at me in surprise.

"Ahhhhh... At that time, my younger brother couldn't even read the words, and traced the ingredients down to the supermarket one by one according to the recipe. That earnest younger brother was wonderful!"

The president held her face in her hands and squirmed around in her seat with a perverted smile on her face, looking really disgusting. I moved my seat away from her, perversion is an attribute that is contagious, I believe in that.

The way Go Mok Hee looked at me changed, maybe she was thinking of her brother, that delinquent boy's past should be like this as well. As a younger brother, the feelings towards my sister should be the same, if my sister wouldn't be so perverted, I guess I would respect my sister a lot now.

Wu Moxie and my sister have been talking... ah, it's basically the chairman talking about Wu Moxie listening, and the center of the conversation is always me, and I'll cough once or twice to avoid the chairman saying something strange to remind me. The chairman should still have sense at this time, but the chairman who is talking about the fun doesn't know what he'll do to me after Wu Mo Xi leaves, so I'll have to take shelter to go.

Soon, there was only wreckage left on the table. I saw that the bowls of Wu Mo Xi and the chairman were already empty and started talking, so I stood up and said, "I cleaned up oh."

Wu Moxie stood up sharply, looked at me, and said, "I'll do it too."

I shrugged my shoulders, it didn't matter.

"Thank you, Qin Feng."

Wu Moxie stood beside me, gently putting down the bowl in her hands and whispering.

I washed the bowl at the sink, the cool water rushing over my bowl and my hands, and although the temperature was quite high today, it still rushed me a little cold. I looked down at my bowl and said, "It's nothing, just a rough meal."

"No, I mean, what happened in class today."

Wu Moxie lowered her head to rinse her chopsticks and whispered.

I picked up the chairman's bowl, poured in the detergent, rinsed it underwater, and said, "I didn't want to help you, but I was just too lazy to help him."

"Yes...that's right."

Wu Moxie reached out his hand, gently, and grabbed the bowl in my hand, then picked up one side of the dishcloth and carefully wiped it up.

We didn't speak after that, standing head down at the sink washing the dishes. I washed the dishes and handed them over to Wu Mo Xi, who silently wiped them and put them in the cupboard, the two of us quickly became skilled and coordinated much more smoothly than I would have done on my own.

Wu Moxi lowered her head to wipe the bowl, the fair hand gripped the side of the bowl, with the dishcloth carefully wipe the water stains inside, the side of the long hair was fixed behind her ears, revealing the delicate small side of her face, this is the first time I saw her side of her face, her face is fair and shiny, without a single blemish, a few rates of hair gently stick to her face, poking her small ears, under the long hair, is if hidden white neck.

The white hand of hers took the bowl that she handed over, and her mouth seemed to have a faint smile on it.

It was as if, her own wife was in the kitchen, washing the bowl....

"I'll walk you."

Ten minutes later, I looked at Wu Mo Xi who washed his hands well and said.

Wu Moxie looked at me with some surprise, as if she didn't expect me to make a proposal to send a kind of different from my usual style, hey, that's a bit rude, although I'm lazy, but this kind of thing is necessary to send a girl home, I shrugged my shoulders, didn't give Wu Moxie the chance to refuse, and pushed open the door.

"Tick tock..."

The piercing sound of a chat message.

The young girl's trembling body stopped sharply, and she sat up, gripping the mouse like a madwoman, the bubbles flying around on the screen disappearing in an instant, the otherwise quiet computer coming back to life, its own desktop minimized beneath the window, glowing with a flickering yellow light.

"Sister..."

The young woman shuddered and clicked on the chat window.

There were times when moving forward wasn't always paradise.

Even, it would be hell.

The message that was sent was a picture, refreshed from top to bottom.

The young girl's pupils dilated dramatically.

"Bang!"

The mouse, heavy, fell from its owner's hand, fell to the ground, jumped furiously a few times, silently, and stopped.

........

"Well, this picture is making me a little jealous."

My sister smiled as she looked at her photo album, she was hugging her knees with pride and happiness, as if she was looking at her most successful work.

In the picture, the young man and woman are standing in the kitchen, the boy is handing the bowl in his hand to the girl, the boy is looking at the girl, the girl is looking at the boy, and both of them have a smile on their faces.

It was as if they were, like, newly married couples.

Chapter 24 about my not-so-happy sporting event (V)

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Huh? Ha...don't wait, there's no daily philosophy time today, there's nothing of my philosophy to tell you today, and nothing happened last night with Wu Moxie or the chairman so you don't have to look forward to it. I don't want to think or talk much today, I'm very reluctant to move, not to mention my brain, not to move even an eyelash.

There is a huge banyan tree in front of the school building, which is said to be the same age as our school and was planted by the first principal himself. Underneath the banyan tree, there is a small artificial pond that our school has built itself, poetically marked "Mochi", but the water there is really dark like an inkwell.

The shade of the banyan tree covers the classroom in the corner of the building, where no sunlight can penetrate, and if the sunlight is blocked, then more than 80 percent of the heat is blocked, and it becomes very cool.

Well, I'm in that classroom right now. Dressed in a lab coat, propped up and half dozing in a chair. The sound of leaves rustling coupled with the cool, slightly humid air pouring in through the window jumps forward on the tip of my nose. It was the coolest and quietest place in the hot, dry weather, where the noisy talk of the playground and the sound of the loudspeakers seemed to come from far away, where there was only a vague echo, where the indoor fans didn't even need to be turned on, and where the cool breeze picked at the bells on the windows. The crisp dance of the bells was like a spell to lull one to sleep, and the green tea in front of them rippled slowly through the mist, the tea sleeping silently beneath the water.