How can a sister be asked to carry her brother on her back?
Zhao Qinglan had a dark face.
"I'll carry you."
Zhao Qingyuan laughed dryly and whispered: "I just fell down and was able to walk on my own."
Zhao Qinglan frowned: "Jing Jing, you probably don't want to be watched by more people."
Okay~_~!
His sister always tells the truth. Maybe she won't listen to him.
However, considering that I am such a big person, I am half a head taller than my sister. I feel really sorry to have my sister who is so much smaller than me carry her.
Glancing at his sister, Zhao Qingyuan whispered: "Your brother, I am quite heavy."
"very light."
Zhao Qinglan told a fact.
"..."
Zhao Qingyuan was silent.
That seems to be the case. Considering his sister's strength, carrying him on her back might be no different from carrying a bunch of green onions or a cabbage.
"Oh well."
Carrying someone behind her back, Zhao Qinglan looked up at her brother's classmate.
"Thanks."
Zhao Qinglan is a principled person. Others have helped her brother, so she deserves a thank you.
"Haha, that's right. Your brother and I are friends."
Zhang Yanli is Zhao Qingyuan's classmate and his friend. They have been together since the first grade and have always been in the same class. They are usually very good friends. They would hang out together on Saturdays and Sundays.
After taking a look at Zhao Qinglan, Zhang Yanli looked at Zhao Qingyuan with envy.
"Brother, I really envy you. You have such a good sister. A man who is capable of both literary and martial arts is so kind to you."
Really, I’m so envious that I don’t want it.
Especially, knowing martial arts is so cool.
Before that, they only knew that Zhao Qingyuan's sister was a top student, with perfect scores and being the first in her grade. Unexpectedly, she was not only good at studies, but her martial arts skills were also at the ceiling level.
I heard praise for my sister.
Zhao Qingyuan glanced at him with a proud look on his face.
"It's useless to be envious, you don't have it."
Zhang Yanli touched his head and said, "Who said that? Who among us will follow whom? Isn't your sister mine?"
Zhao Qingyuan was stunned and complained.
"I think you want to eat shit."
"It's impossible to steal my sister."
"Tch..." Zhang Yanli rolled his eyes, "Look at how stingy you are, as if you don't have a younger sister."
"you have not."
"Who said that."
"you have not."
Can't refute.
Because, he really didn't.
Or, go back and let your parents have a second child?
"I'm so angry. From now on, I'll break up with you."
"Oh, are you sure? Even if we break up, you still don't have a sister."
Listening to such boring and childish dialogue, Zhao Qinglan's forehead was filled with black lines.
"Let's go first."
No longer staying.
Zhao Qinglan carried her brother home. Oh, heading towards home.
On the way home, Zhao Qinglan walked very quickly, even though she was carrying someone on her back, she walked very easily.
In the rain curtain.
Zhao Qingyuan held an umbrella for the two of them.
"Sister, are you tired? I'm pretty useless. If I fall, you still have to carry me."
"Sister, do you think that my brother is a waste and not as good as other people's brothers?"
"Won't."
"Sister, you are so kind."
"Shut up, you."
"As expected, you still dislike me."
Zhao Qinglan sighed.
"Have you ever seen someone I carried on my back?"
I can't help it. If it were anyone else, how could I be treated like this?
"I'm touched, sister, you are such a considerate little cotton-padded jacket."
Talking about what it is like to have a very strong sister. Zhao Qingyuan tells you from personal experience that it is really good, enjoyable and enjoyable.
I'm just a little embarrassed to be seen.
After all, he is already a grown man.
Although there is an umbrella, walking back like this will make you get wet in the rain.
Originally, she was going to take a taxi, but she didn't see one during the whole journey. There were taxis passing by. Because it was a rainy day, the cars were all occupied.
Fortunately, it's close to home, so she can get there soon. Of course, if her brother hadn't fainted from Qing Gong, she would have gotten home faster.
When Zhao Qinglan arrived home, Zhao's mother was shocked.
"Oh my god, what happened.
How did it get like this.
"Come in quickly."
"Mom, it's okay, I just fell."
Hear this.
Zhao Qinglan made a last-ditch kill.
"That means sliding down the stairs."
"Ahem, accident, these are all accidents."
It's really embarrassing.
He was talking to a friend at the time, and then he felt his feet slip and he fell down. He didn't even give him any time to prepare. Oh, what a bad luck.
Put the person on the sofa.
"It's just a superficial wound."
"Huh, that's good."
When she walked to her son, Mother Zhao took his hand and inspected it carefully. Feeling uneasy, she lifted up his pants and took a look.
His legs were bruised and bruised, and there were several bloody abrasions on his knees.
As the saying goes, the pain is in the child's body, but the pain is in the mother's heart.
Looking at it, I really feel sorry for her.
"Why aren't you more careful?"
"You're so stupid, forget it."
"Hey, Mom, if you are so stupid, you won't have a son."
"Bah, what are you talking about?"
Looking at her son's broken leg, Zhao's mother felt distressed.
"It's quite serious. Mom will take you to the hospital for a checkup."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingyuan immediately started complaining.
"Which hospital should I go to? Mom, I have this minor injury and it's like being slaughtered. A bottle of tetanus medicine, plus an anti-inflammatory drug. Or bruises and bruises can be cured with just one patch of ointment. Go to the hospital and arrange for the X-rays to be taken.
, and then the doctor will prescribe a bunch of medicines, regardless of whether they can be taken or not. In short, thousands of them are gone in one wave."
This is true.
However, who as a parent would worry about that little money? The health of the child must be the most important thing.
"Boy, it's not good to have scars on your legs. You'd better go to the hospital."
Before, Zhao Qinglan just checked whether he had any broken bones through his pants. He didn't see the injuries on his legs. Otherwise, he would have sent him to the hospital for medicine as soon as possible.
"No, I'll just apply some medicine and it'll be fine."
However, why do I feel that my sister speaks strangely?
Why is it bad for boys to have scars? Shouldn’t it be for girls?
"Mom, don't you still have the medicine you bought last time?"
Mother Zhao nodded.
"Yeah, there's more, I'll get it."
Soon, Mother Zhao went to get the medicine.
"Be patient, Mom will give you some medicine."
Next, Mother Zhao sat next to her son and disinfected and applied medicine to him with her own hands.
Fortunately, they were all skin injuries, but they looked a little serious.
After applying the medicine, Mother Zhao gave an explanation.
"Okay, don't take a shower these days."
"I know, Mom."
"Mom, I'm hungry."
"Just eat, I'll cook, and you can have some fun by yourselves."
When Zhao's mother went to the kitchen to cook.
Zhao Qingyuan sat on the sofa and groaned.
"Ugh, it hurts."
Seeing his miserable appearance, Zhao Qinglan sat next to him.
"Stretch your legs over here."
"Ah, what are you doing?"
Zhao Qinglan didn't speak, but just raised her hand and placed it on his leg. She performed the exercises from a certain distance to warm and nourish his meridians, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.