Take your daughter to eat the poor and rich

My name is Baizhi, the daughter of Anzhi Tinglan, and my nickname is Xiaobai, which was given to me by Dabai's father.

I also have a younger brother who was born on the same day as me. He was on August 29 and I was on June 29. Grandma said it was fate.

My younger brother is called Heibu, and this nickname was also given by Dabai's father.

Dabai said that the white paper and black cloth sounded fluent, anyway, he is a boy, so he can be called whatever he wants.

Grandma had just carried her younger brother who had eaten neinei into the ward when Dabai called out, "Heibu."

The younger brother cried "Wow", and Dabai said he liked the name, so excited that he cried.

But I think Dabai is lying, and my younger brother is crying because he dislikes the name.

Dazhuang's father disagreed. He said that the black cloth was not good. After hearing this, grandpa and grandma also had indescribable expressions.

Dazhuang's father said, otherwise the nickname would be Bubu, one step and two steps.

Steps represent distance. Reading thousands of miles is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Dazhuang's father hopes that his younger brother can be a person with a broad vision since he was a child.

Everyone in the family has no objection to this nickname, only Dabai feels a little pity.

He said, how cute is the name Xiao Hei Bu.Can't help but remind me of how I was fooled back then.

When he was alone with his younger brother, he secretly called him "Little Heibu." The younger brother cried when he heard that.

When Dazhuang's father heard the crying, Dabai immediately said, "Oh, what's the matter with Xiaobubu, do you miss Dazhuang's father?"

Dazhuang's father held his younger brother in his arms and coaxed him, and the younger brother stopped crying.

I don't like my younger brother. At the beginning, I expected a younger sister who is as obedient and obedient as me.

I want to tell stories to my sister, sing nursery rhymes, give her my bear doll, and show her my jellyfish baby.

I never thought I would have a brother, not a sister!

After my brother fell asleep, I lifted his little quilt and poked his little elephant trunk. It was this "bad thing" that made me lose my sister!

hate him!

Dazhuang's father said that he has a younger brother, and he can protect me when he grows up. I am still the only little princess in the family, and my younger brother will let me go.

I barely like him a little bit.

But my younger brother always likes to cry. He made me do my homework, and my father can't coax me well.

I'm furious!

I told him that if you cry again, I will throw you away, feed the big bad wolf, and my brother will stop crying.

I raised my head and said to my father, "Dad, I will stop my brother from crying in one fell swoop."

"Yeah." Dabai said, "I'm holding back the tears from your fright."

"He's so noisy." I said, "I wish I had a younger sister."

"You were so noisy when you were young." Dabai said, "Noisier than him."

I said, "You lie, I never cry."

Dad showed me my younger brother, and he said, "Look, my younger brother is looking at you."

I said to my brother: "Don't look at me, I don't like you."

The younger brother curled his lips and was about to cry again, but his father coaxed him: "Sister is teasing you."

"Pfft." The younger brother spit out a bubble of saliva.

I poked his face: "Little sloppy, spit." My younger brother's face was so soft, a hole was made when I poked it.

Dabai said, "Do you think my brother's eyes are good?"

Bubu's eyes are big and bright. Grandma said that he is as beautiful as me, and he will be a handsome boy like Dazhuang's father in the future.

Although I don't like this little guy very much, I have to admit that he looks a lot like me, so I just barely like him a little more.

I have a little sympathy for Dabai. I have two children, but they both look like I miss him.

Dabai said that luckily he wasn't like him, because no one with single eyelids could be as handsome as him, what if he couldn't marry a wife after he became disabled?

The author has something to say: The setting of the new book collided with other texts, and I wrote such an ugly copy for eight hours, crying in a storm.

So sad, as if I heard someone call me Heibu.