MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 748 : Isn't life all about finding joy in suffering?

I reached out my hand curiously to take it, and after taking a look, I was immediately shocked.

"This Nima... Really comes from a fourth-grade elementary school student? I'm afraid it's not the cousin who I asked for ghostwriting!"

"What, show me!"

Hearing my exclamation, my sister's curiosity was immediately hooked. She reached out to me and asked me to show her the love letter in my hand.

I handed her the piece of paper with the love letter in my hand, and after she took it, she gently coughed and cleared her throat...

"I saw a girl for the first time, with long hair in white clothes. Gu Pan smiled, and I was delighted. After comparing myself, I thought of my heart. If I haven't seen it for a day, it's like three autumns."

After reading it, my sister couldn't help but say "I'm going", then looked at Tang Jiajia in disbelief, then looked at me again,

"Is this Nima 'Qu Yuan' on the upper body, a series of 'xi' endings show me a face, the fourth grade of primary school has this level of classical Chinese?"

I spread my hands and laughed,

"I said it all, it's probably my cousin ghostwriting!"

"Then his cousin at least has to be at the level of a high school student!"

"High school student? It's estimated that many college students can't write it!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The elder sister tutted her lips with emotion, really surprised by the "courtship" ability of the current elementary school students.

"Oh, why do I suddenly feel 'old'?"

Regarding the way my sister complained about herself, I smiled and didn't answer. I thought Tang Jiajia would habitually yell at her sister, but she didn't either. She smiled and lowered her head, and continued to look for other interesting love letters in the shoe box. .

I glanced at the shoe box. There are probably no less than 100 love letters in this huge shoe box. I didn’t expect a fourth-grade elementary school student who was eight or nine years old to have so many admirers.

"There are a lot of lyrics in here that are copied or searched on the Internet. Very few of them are written by myself, and even fewer are funny."

Saying that, she took out one, looked at the cover, and handed it to me,

"This is the lyrics of "Learn to Meow", I feel stupid when I look at it, I remember that the guy who wrote me a love letter came to our classroom that day and sang this song for me, which attracted the whole class haha Lol, but there are still a lot of naive little girls who are moved by this bold guy."

"What about you? Have you ever thought about learning to meow with him?" I asked curiously.

"Who wants to learn cat meow from him, he's so stupid, he's almost as good as me when he learns dog meow."

Tang Jiajia's bulging pink face, some seem to be shy, and some seem to be angry, which is really unpredictable.

My sister twitched while laughing while holding her stomach.

After that, Tang Jiajia found out the machine-sealed love letter for us to read, and after reading it, she told us some little stories that happened to her.

She was not touched by the little boys who had the courage to confess to her affectionately. On the contrary, in Tang Jiajia's eyes, their childish confession was like a performance that made her happy, and she would never take the initiative to reject them. , but will not give them any chance.

"Since you don't like it, why don't you just reject them?"

My sister sat cross-legged on the other side of Tang Jiajia and asked curiously while holding the pillow.

Tang Jiajia blinked, looking at her sister with a puzzled face,

"Why refuse, if you refuse decisively, other people will not have the courage to continue to write love letters to me and confess to me?"

"Do you like the feeling that all the boys are around you? Little guy, let me tell you, your mentality is not good, it's too vain!"

The elder sister reached out and patted Tang Jiajia's forehead, and said earnestly.

Tang Jiajia watched her sister roll her eyes madly, with a speechless look,

"Big sister, are you really getting old? I know what you mean by vanity. I don't care that all the boys are around me. When I was five years old, my mother told me clearly Now, there are princesses in the world, but the princess will never be me, so I never dream of a princess, I have no feeling for fairy tales such as Snow White, Mermaid Princess, Cinderella, Frog Prince, etc. The reason why I don't Rejecting them is just a desire to add some joyful spice to a boring life."

I:……

elder sister:……

Tang Jiajia's remarks really shocked us. I always thought she was very "mature", but I didn't expect her true heart to be like this, and for the "mother" in her mouth, in addition to feeling " Cruel," and nothing else.

Who doesn't raise their daughter as a princess. When she is good, she tells her daughter "You can't be a princess" at the age of five, directly smashing the little girl's pure dream.

No wonder Tang Jiajia is so black-bellied at such a young age. A person's character and his upbringing environment are always inseparable.

Just like my sister and I, my mother treats us and Tang Jiajia's mother treats her in completely opposite ways.

From childhood to eldest mother, she has taken care of us with all her strength. When it is naive, she never thinks that our naivety is stupid, and when it is time to make mistakes, she never thinks that the mistakes we have made are inappropriate.

Growing up is a process, and the method of ripening by removing the seedlings may allow children to take charge of themselves faster, but the negative impact is also huge. The best example is Michael Jackson.

My sister and I looked at each other and didn't know how to face Tang Jiajia. This fourth-grade elementary school student who was "pulled out" forcibly had a mind far beyond ordinary people, so she also had a loneliness far beyond her age.

"By the way, and this one, this is a love letter written by a girl in our class to the music teacher. She asked me to give it to the music teacher, and I secretly copied it. Do you want to read it?"

Tang Jiajia held an envelope and turned to look at me with a look of anticipation.

I smiled slightly, reached out and took the envelope, then opened it, looked at the densely written text on it, and whispered:

"God let us meet in the same school, this is the fate of our life, the ancients said, two people who love each other, it is not enough just to have fate, but also to have a share, I don't know if we have fate, but as long as two people are sincere Love, as long as it is fate, Mr. Gao, there are many girls in your class who fall in love with you at first sight, but I know that only I am sincere. I heard that you are not married. I am really happy. I went home and slept at night. Thinking of you, I imagine you holding my hand for a walk at school, buying me ice cream, picking me up every morning and taking me home after school every afternoon..."

This love letter is very long. It looks a bit like a love letter from the front, but the more you look at the back, the more it feels like a letter from a daughter to her father.

After reading it, neither my sister nor I could laugh, but it was Tang Jiajia, who laughed so much that tears flowed out of her eyes, so that even her speech was a little choppy.

"Haha, haha, what's up, isn't it particularly funny, haha, I'm dying of laughter, my stomach hurts every time I read this letter."

I raised my hand and touched Tang Jiajia's head lightly, pursing my lips hard, feeling my eyes pricked.

"Are the parents of this girl busy?"

"No!" Tang Jiajia smiled and shook her head, "She is a single-parent family, I heard that her mother is a junior."

Tang Jiajia's words silenced me. I hate the third party who destroys other people's family relationships. Whether it's the junior third or the first wife winning, one party will be hurt, and the most innocent of them is the child.

woman! Oh man!

"younger brother!"

My sister looked at me with red eyes.

I took a deep breath and looked at Tang Jiajia, who was holding the shoebox and kept flipping through the love letter with her head lowered. She no longer laughed, but whispered to herself,

"There's also a love letter that's funny, why can't I find it now?"