I Am an Ant

Many people say that brothers are a lifelong thing. I understand, and I'm sure. One mother and two brothers. I am the eldest brother, and I have a younger brother who is two years younger than me. My dad has not been studying for a few years, but he once taught me a sentence that is deeply etched in my mind. "There's no point in making friends if brothers don't get along." If you can't even talk to your own brothers, how can you make real friends? That's how I understand it. I dropped out of junior high school. I continued studying, finished college, and just graduated this year. Deep down I always felt I owed something to my brother. As the eldest brother, I have studied for a few more years, so I should be nice to him, help him and take care of him. Now, I am back to work in the city with him. One-third was my parents' expectations, and two-thirds was my own frustration because my parents didn't want me to stay in the city where I graduated. But five points of it is really because of him, my brother. He has a poor work attitude and is often late for work. He has a theory: "There is no bonus for arriving early to work, but money will be deducted for being late. Why should I arrive early for a cheaper company?" I want to lead by example and influence him with my performance. Every day I get up early and arrive at the company a few minutes early. It's been almost five months now. But I still can't figure out one thing. What did I do wrong? He never tells me anything, and he never asks me about anything. There was an accident last time, and the first person to tell me was a neighbor's sister. How ridiculous and desolate I felt at that time. My brother woke up very angry. Not long ago, a neighbor's elder brother told me that he would be fine just by asking my brother to get up. My brother gets into a fight when I ask him to get up. Haha, how helpless and distressed. What my neighbor's brother didn't know was how much his plain words, which were almost showing off, left deep scars on my heart. My brother goes to his neighbor's brother's house for tea every day after get off work. I got off work later than him, and he didn't come back when I came back to eat, take a shower, and go to bed. I can't figure out whether I am his real brother or the neighbor's brother is his real brother. Every morning, he was sleeping when I went to work, and he still hadn't answered when I went to bed. Living under the same roof every day, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and we can't speak more than ten sentences a day. I often deeply examine myself and see what I did wrong. But I can't figure out why. Why am I in this situation with my brother? Today, I had a fight with my brother for a very small reason. I thought his salary was enough for his own expenses, and he could take home several thousand yuan during the Chinese New Year. Unexpectedly, after talking about it today, I found out that he still owed money to others. The salary paid on the 15th is now only a few hundred yuan. I was stunned, having no idea that he still owed money to others. He also complained that I told my mother that he would have some money to go home during the Chinese New Year. At that time, I felt angry in my heart. The tone became serious. I asked him a few questions: "Is it my fault or your fault? Have you told me anything? Have you asked about my affairs?" He looked very reasonable at the time and said, "I won't say anything anymore. If I continue to say anything, I will have to quarrel with you again." "Then he slammed the door and left. A fire went straight to my forehead. The burning has not stopped yet. I kept wondering what I had done wrong. He's going to do this to me. But I still can't figure it out. Ostensibly I live with him, but in fact we often don't see each other even a day. Brother! Haha, only then did I realize that after more than ten years of reading, I couldn't even write these two words well.

Excellent book, wonderful writing, wonderful writing; stories, wonderful stories, collection.