MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 743 : Catch tadpoles

The temperature is not too cold, and the down jacket is definitely not wearable. My sister and I both changed into the couple's sweater, and the pants were jeans of the same color.

"Hmm! Slowly it's getting hot again!" My sister stood at the door of the storage room, stretching her arms.

I held a clear glass fish tank in my hand, and then dug out a small net for a goldfish in another small cardboard box.

"I bought this in my third year of junior high!"

The sister at the door looked at the things I was holding, and took the initiative to come up and pick them up.

"Yeah!" I nodded. "You bought it in the summer after the high school entrance examination. There were two goldfish in total, one black and one red. After feeding them for two days, they burped."

Uh... my sister looked at me speechlessly,

"Don't open this kind of scar!"

I smiled slightly, and did not continue to mention the embarrassing things about her when she was a child.

I went out and took the elevator to the downstairs. The cement floor in the community was still wet. On the lawn in front of the curb, the green grass grew green shoots, and the water droplets as bright as crystal hung on the tip of the grass. Unfortunately, there was no Sunlight.

My sister held the goldfish net, squatted on the ground, and waved against the lawn, knocking off all the water droplets on the tip of the grass, then raised her head and looked at me innocently,

"This should be considered rootless water, right?"

"Almost soda soda!"

"Carbonated soda? Do you want to drink it?"

Holding the wet goldfish net, my sister got up and stood in front of me with a smirk on the corner of her raised mouth.

"Let's go now!"

I raised my left arm and put my arm around her shoulder, pushing her towards the pool in the West End without any reason.

Along the way, I met a lot of acquaintances, most of whom were retired elderly people at home.

My sister and I are also children who grew up playing in this community, so these old people almost all know us.

...

"Is the little musician better?"

"It's much better, thank you Grandma Li for your concern!"

"You two brothers and sisters have had a good relationship since childhood. I didn't expect that when you grow up, your relationship will be so good. I don't want our family. Now all day long, you hold your mobile phone and play with each other."

"It's not that my hand is injured, so I can't play with my phone!"

...

I met people I knew along the way, and I always said a few words. When I was a child, there were quite a few children in the community. As far as I remember, there were a dozen or so, including brothers and sisters.

At that time, everyone was playing together, but I don't know since when, people didn't like to go out, and they stayed at home all day and didn't know what to do.

Now sometimes I see it, at most I just smile and nod, the relationship is too far apart.

However, the old people are still very enthusiastic, and they will say hello when they meet.

When my sister and I came to the pool in the west area with fish tanks and fishing nets, we found that a group of bear children were already squatting by the grass and reaching for something in the water.

They exclaimed while catching them, looking very happy.

My sister and I stood not far away and watched, a little fat man holding a handful of water, staggered to a mineral water bottle on the shore, and then put the small thing in his hand into it.

"I still have it here, Wang Xiaopang, come here!"

"Oh, here we come..."

"Wang Xiaopang, take this water plant and put it in a bottle!"

"Want to pick up two pebbles and go in?"

...

Watching a group of elementary school students having fun, I gently grabbed my sister's wrist, stepped over the curb, and walked over on the wet lawn.

The clear water was sometimes turbulent, sometimes gentle, the stones at the bottom of the stream were covered with moss, and some black tadpoles waggled their tails and swam between the stones and the moss.

The approach of the adults made these children vigilant. They all stood up and looked at my sister and I across the stream for a moment.

Children have the strongest sense of territory. They are always on high alert for strangers who break into their familiar environment, but this alert can easily be eliminated, for example, take them to see goldfish, or give them buy candy or something.

My sister and I also stood on the other side of the creek and watched them.

"Who are you?" A little girl with smooth hair, a pink sweater and white cotton wool pants asked us vigilantly.

"We're here to play too!"

I raised my hand with a smile and shook her as a greeting.

"But here's what we found first!"

The little girl raised her head and looked at us confidently.

My sister frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy. Are all children so slippery these days? I remember when I was a kid I was always in awe of the seniors.

"But you have always been on the other side, so we were the first to arrive here, and this should be our territory!"

"Um...but..."

The little girl wanted to refute, but she didn't know how to refute, so she turned her attention to her little friend, and at this time, a little boy about her age, wearing a white shirt and black vest, came over and looked at me and sister said,

"We are bounded by this small river ditch. This side is ours, and that side is yours."

"Can!"

I smiled and nodded, agreeing with these little guys.

For children, it is easy to deal with them, and difficult to suffer. As long as you know their way of thinking, you can easily coax them to listen to lies. Authoritative to suppress it, it is a headache when it becomes noisy.

After paddling the stream with these little guys, my sister and I squatted on the bank.

Because my right hand was inconvenient, I had to take on the job of carrying the fish tank, while my sister rolled up her sleeves and started catching tadpoles in the water with a goldfish net.

The tadpoles were so small that they looked like they had just hatched.

When my sister saw it, she quickly shot, but when she picked it up, she found that there were only one or two.

Putting the fishing net into the fish tank and shaking it gently, the little tadpole wagged its tail and swam in the unfamiliar bathtub.

"When was the last time we caught a tadpole?"

My sister asked me in a low voice as she ran after the tadpole with her fishing net.

"It seems a long time, it should be elementary school. We haven't done these things after graduating from elementary school."

I gently shook my head, this is indeed too long.

Sister puffed out her cheeks, put the fishing net into the bathtub again, and shook it gently, so there were two or three more tadpoles in the fish tank.

The way we caught tadpoles on our side made the group of little kids on the opposite side stunned.

They don't have a fish tank, and the bottles for the tadpoles are just mineral water bottles found in a trash can. As for high-end items such as fishing nets, they don't even have them. They all squat on the table and bend over to hold them with their hands.

Therefore, at this time, they were all standing on the opposite bank, looking at me and my sister with envy and curiosity while talking and catching tadpoles.