My Elder Sister is a Superstar

After dinner, Wang Zijin and Qin Ze sat side by side on the sofa watching a movie about a loyal dog and its owner. Tears are full, very touching.

After a long period of exploration, Qin Ze found that the movies Prince Jin likes to watch have themes that are literary and artistic. They can be touching love, tragic society, or boring movies that reflect philosophy and life. She likes to watch them all. She also watches martial arts. It depends on the theme. She doesn't like to watch pure swordsmanship. There are also future sci-fi movies that I don't like to watch. I don't like movies with bloody selling points. I don't like watching Wulitou movies. Humorous movies, watch them occasionally.

Qin Ze picked this movie, which is a moving story between a man and a dog with feelings and connotations. As expected, Wang Zijin was moved, and sat next to Qin Ze and watched the movie side by side.

In the kitchen, my sister silently washed the dishes. Except for cooking, she did all the housework. A week later, she was released from prison.

Qin Ze carried a hot kettle into the kitchen to fill it with water. Her sister immediately saw that she was weak and spoiled, and wanted to hook up with her brother so that he could help her wash the dishes.

"Yo, I'm washing." Qin Ze said fondly, "are you tired?"

Qin Baobao nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then threw a soft look at his brother.

"If you're tired, wash it quickly, and it's over." Qin Ze laughed.

"Qin Ze, you are not cute at all." Qin Baobao chased Qin Ze angrily.

Just now, Qin Baobao's mobile phone rang, and Qin Ze looked intently, "it's mom."

Qin Baobao caught his brother's clothes, wiped the water stains on his hands, and connected the phone: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mom's voice showed seriousness and anger: "come back."

Qin Baobao looked at his brother. "Now? What time is it? What's the matter?"

"You don't know what you did?" My mother hated iron and steel: "baby, if my mother tells me everything, you're all ears."

Qin Baobao was even more confused, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Qin Ma shouted, "your father knows you've gone to be a star, so he wants you to come back now, right away."

Qin Baobao felt that his forehead was thrown with a series of thunderbolts, and his mobile phone was almost unstable, with a tremor: "I won't come back, don't come back."

"Don't come back, do you?" The voice of the old man came from the other end of the phone, implying thunder and anger, and the voice of Qin Ma: Oh, don't talk, let me

"If you don't come back, I'll go there now." The old man gnashed his teeth.

It's Qin Ze's turn to pee. "Oh, no, Dad, sister, she'll be back soon. Don't come."

Her sister's pretty face changed greatly. She fought hard to grab her mobile phone, and Qin Ze fought hard to protect it.

Qin Zeyi covered his microphone: "what are you doing? You can't hide from the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the second day of the fifth day of the second day."

My sister stamped her foot, "then I won't go back."

Qin Ze stared, "you really want him to come over."

Qin Baobao grabbed his brother's hand and said pitifully, "what should I do? What should I do? Dad will kill me, right? Aze, you must save my sister. You go back with me, and my sister treats you well."

It's not much thicker.

Qin Ze said, "I'm not going. Just go home and get beaten. Why bother me? It's better to die one than two."

My sister looked at him unbelievably if she was struck by lightning.

Qin Ze put on a flattering smile: "Dad, wait, my sister is out now, and I'll send her to the car myself."

The old man snorted coldly, "come back with you."

Qin zeru was struck by lightning.

Just about to say something, the old man hung up.

Qiu Du gunny bag, listen to me

Qin Ze put down the phone, lost his soul, and suddenly found that life was loveless, and his sister's beautiful face was no longer attractive.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other silently, feeling that life would come to an end and that there was little time left.

Seeing that they looked different, Wang Zijin stood up and said blankly, "what's the matter?"

Qin Baobao opened his mouth and frowned.

Qin Ze said dejectedly, "my father knew about Qin Baobao's being a star."

"It's a good thing," Prince Jin tilted his head. "Isn't it gratifying that his daughter has become a big star?"

"My father has always opposed her becoming an artist." Qin Ze said, "my father believes in filial sons and talents under the stick, although this theory has failed half on me."

"Then communicate well. Look what you're afraid of."

Qin Ze said sadly, "you haven't seen how parents mixed doubles and beat Qin Baobao."

"So you have to go back and intercede with the baby."

Qin Ze was even more sad. "You haven't seen how they hung me up and beat me."

Who says that literati teach children and never violence? Very wrong, reasonable? How can a child reason? Can he understand? So stick service is always the most effective and direct. Only when it hurts will it be remembered. The old man is an educator, and he is different from those parents who are only violent. He knows the way of combining hardness and softness. Qin Ze usually has to stand in the study for an hour after being beaten and listen to the old man muttering a series of great principles.

Prince Jin hesitated. He didn't know whether Qin Ze would be beaten or his best friend would be beaten. "Why don't I go with you?"

Qin Baobao's eyes lit up: "yes, yes, go with Zijin. If there is an outsider, my father won't hit me."

My sister was really stunned, and her IQ plummeted.

Qin Ze was speechless. When relatives and friends were at home, the old man didn't start fighting even if he didn't agree.

Qin Ze drove out of the community with his two sisters and went home more than ten kilometers away. At present, my sister can't drive. Seeing her nervous appearance, she will become a road killer if she insists on going on the road. Prince Jin didn't know the way and was a little uncomfortable during his aunt's time.

It's rare that Qin Ze got his driver's license in high school once he became a driver. His sister forced him to go to the driving school together. Although it was not locked in a drawer as a souvenir, he drove only a few times.

The novice driver on the road was trembling, careful and nervous. Even if his sister couldn't help, he dragged his legs and kept pulling Qin Ze's arm from the back seat. "Ah Ze, what can I do? My sister has no way at all. You are the only man in our house, and you have to support my sister."

Qin Ze almost hit the front of the car several times, trembling, unbearable: "Qin Baobao, you go away and cool down. If you annoy me again, we will die together."

Qin Baobao pursed her lips.

Twenty minutes later, little red horse drove into the underground parking garage of a community, took the elevator from the parking garage, and the sister and brother stood at the door of their house, having a lot of trouble.

Finally, Qin Ze took out the key to open the door, and the porch connected the long corridor, which ran through the whole house. From the door, there were the living room, kitchen, two bathrooms, three bedrooms, a study, and the cloakroom at the end.

The total area of this house is 170 square meters, which is almost twice that of the current house where the sister and brother live. This is also normal. How can the dowry room and the marriage room be discussed together? This is to be left to the son.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is estimated that the house that you can't buy in your life is worth tens of millions. This house embodies the efforts of the old man and his Lao Tzu for half a lifetime. Qin Ze's family was better off when he was a child. There were four suites under his parents' names. Two of them were sold and replaced with today's houses. There was also one for his sister and brother, and the last one was realized during the "economic crisis".

The economic crisis of that year was the taboo of this small family, which was never mentioned.

In the hall, the crystal chandelier emits bright light, the LCD TV is on, and the program "I'm a singer" is playing. Qin Baobao's tall and gorgeous figure appears on the screen.

Sure enough, it was wilting radish hot heart, and the old man obviously deliberately.

Qin Baobao took his brother's hand and walked in step by step. When he saw the old man sitting on the sofa with a golden knife, he hissed three points first, then watched the program broadcast on Internet TV, and then hissed three points.

Qiqi AI said, "Dad..."

The old man patted the tea table, "you still think I'm your father."

Both sisters and brothers were afraid of the old man. When the old man shouted, she counseled half. His face turned pale with fear, and he cried, "I, I..."

The old man sneered, "it's really hard to grow wings. Have you forgotten your last name?"

Qin Baobao said, "surname Qin."

"You dare to talk back." The old man patted the tea table again.

Qin Baobao panicked, "I didn't..."

Sister is so poor, Qin Ze secretly pinches a cold sweat and pushes Prince Jin out: "Dad, mom, this is sister's classmate."

Wang Zijin understood Qin Ze's eyes, and gave him a reassuring look of "give it to me". With a quiet smile, he said casually, "uncle and aunt, my name is Prince Jin. I came home without telling you two."

The old man squeezed out a smile: "Zijin, I heard the baby say you are welcome."

As expected, literati are all face saving, and Prince Jin is confident.

At this time, Qin Ma only laughed and said, "Zijin, drink tea?"

"No, No." Prince Jin waved his hand.

"Have a drink. There's nothing good to entertain at home." Qin Ma took care of herself. She made a cup of light tea and said with a smile, "she looks really handsome. If the baby is as clever as you, we'll be light hearted. You sit down for a while first. Her father and I have something to deal with."

Finish saying, put the prince Jin aside.

Prince Jin winked and cast a look at Qin Ze: this script is wrong.

Qin Ze replied with eyes: do you know what is ginger or old spicy?

There is nothing wrong with entertaining guests and teaching children.

Qin Baobao's eyes for help came in, and Prince Jin replied with his eyes: what else can I say? I'm also very helpless.

She can't say: don't hit Qin Baobao. This kind of words is not what an outsider should say. She has no position and qualification. It just annoys the two old people. It can only be restrained by the idea that "outsiders are inconvenient to beat children", but cultural people are thick skinned and turn a blind eye.