My Big Brother and His Little Sister

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I wonder what will people say if someone asks them what is the most important thing in this world??

For me, I'll pick food for sure.

Food and water, then books, then music. After all of them are complete, I'll choose the other human next.

I'm sorry.
I know I should choose human immediately.
But I'm too weird to make it my first choice, soo....food it is.
Except if you're a human with a lot of food, maybe I'll consider about choosing you first.
LoL. 😝

And food is one of many things that can make me and AB fight till the end.

Seriously.

Everytime mom goes to the market, she will buy her children snacks. Some for me and some for AB.

Since you know my brother is the kindest person in this world, he would eat my part too.
It's happening all too often so I never question where my snacks disappear.

The good side of it is, he's helping me not to gain too much weight.

I don't mind he's eating them anyway. The only thing makes me mad like a dragon is ice cream. He can take the other snacks but no one touches my chocolate flavor ice-cream.
My brother knows my addiction to the dessert so wisely, he never touches it.
Well, sometimes if he asked for it properly, I'd give him some.

I'm not that cruel, you know. 😏

But still, there are still a few paths to make the peace between AB and me ruined.

For example, when I was busy stirring the hot chocolate I just made for breakfast in the morning, my brother would easily take the glass from me and said 'thanks, sis'.
Who won't be mad about it?

Or when I just took one or two spoons of my cup noodles, he would come and finish it for me.
Leaving me with nothing than just the broth.

How about this? We went to buy fast food. Each of us had ordered what we wanted. But AB would happily steal my fries when he already had the big burger on his hands.

We're not arguing about the food we love only. There's time we fight for a food we hate the most.

A.k.a vegetables.

Naah, not all veggies. Only the bitter one.
Especially bitter gourd.

I don't know why mom loves that veggie so much. She said she already make it less bitter but I never found myself enjoying it.
It's so unpleasant for my tongue and the only thing I want after tasting it is a bite of something sweet.
Very sweet.

My mom used to force us to eat it when we were kids. Not anymore now. Maybe she has given up or she’s just too tired to lecture us about how good the bitter gourd is.

There was one moment when she did it though.
I don't remember exactly when it was. But I think it's when I was a elementary student and AB in his fresh year of junior high school.
It was too long, yeah, but like what people say, bad memory stick longer.
😁😁😁