I helped my mother take care of my brother s diary for 100 words

Once, my mom was going out and asked me to help her take my little brother.

My brother's name is Fan Baiyi, he has big round eyes, black and black, and is very naughty. After my mother left, my friend Xiaohua came, and my Xiaohua looked at my little brother while playing.

After a while, my brother will also play with us. I didn't like him to play with us, so I called him aside and said, "Little brother, you're disobedient!"

As I spoke, I slapped him, and he started crying, crying and saying, "I'm going to tell your mother!" At this time, Xiaohua said:

Your brother is disobedient, I won't play with you anymore, I'm leaving. With that, Xiao Hua left angrily.

Because Xiaohua is gone, I am very angry. Looking at the little brother again, he was still crying, and kept saying, "You hit me, I'll tell my mother."

I was very angry, but when I heard this, I became even more angry, so I pulled him over, and I didn't care about anything, so I repaired him, and then I pushed him into the yard, but, unexpectedly, he hit the wood, and I don't know where he hit, and he kept crying and saying, "My arm hurts!" Arm pain! I ignored him, thinking he was pretending.

But my brother was still crying, and I was scared at this time, hoping that my mother would come back soon.

After a while, my mother came back from working in the fields. Seeing my brother's condition, my mother said, "Go to the hospital immediately!" "Let me look after the house at home.

By the time my mother came back, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. I didn't dare to look at my mother, but my mother smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the doctor said it's a sprain, wash it with wine, take some anti-inflammatory drugs, don't move, it'll be fine in a few days."

Your brother told me what was going on, and my mother didn't blame you, but I just hoped that you would learn to take care of your little brother in the future, study hard, and be happy. ”

When I heard this, I cried. I know I was wrong. "Mom, please rest assured, see what I do in the future! ”

In the eyes of my parents, I always felt that I was a child who couldn't even take care of myself, and they never let me take my three-year-old brother downstairs to play alone. Today, my father went out for entertainment, my mother was busy with housework, and my younger brother had to go downstairs to play, so I decided to take my younger brother around the yard of the community by myself. I was going to skateboard by myself and let my brother chase me.

However, I only skated for a round, and my brother refused to chase me. I ran to the small supermarket in the community, and I called him back hoarsely, but he ran faster as if he didn't have long ears. I had no choice but to give up my beloved skateboard, quickly catch up with my brother, and go to the supermarket with him.

The younger brother stopped between the shelves to take a look, and he had to touch this one and try that one. I had no choice but to be his "personal guard", not only to protect him from being hit by the goods, but also to stop him and not to damage the goods. He still doesn't appreciate it, and keeps yelling at me, alas, I really don't understand his heart!

In the end, I used the only two yuan in my pocket to buy two Pleasant Goat inflatable sticks, and finally lured my brother out of the supermarket with coaxing. When I got to the yard, I gave him an inflatable stick and started playing sparring games with him. My younger brother is low, and a "sweeping army" can only touch my waist, and my "head drink" really hit his round head.

It's only been a round down, and my brother has stopped doing it, so he has to hit me on the head with an inflatable stick. How could I let him succeed easily, and in the midst of tugging and pulling, I pushed him impatiently, and he took a few steps back, stood still, and began to cry aggrievedly, crying as he went home to his mother. This cry made my heart soften, and I felt sorry for him.

So, he lowered his head and leaned his head over: "Okay, don't cry, let you knock my sister's head." It's so easy, my brother finally broke into tears and laughed, I coaxed him like this, let him, and play with him, only an hour, I was already tired and sweating, more hard than running 800 meters in the school playground!

It seems that it is not easy for my mother to take the two of us on weekdays. I think I should help my mother do more housework that I can do to reduce my mother's burden.