Follow the Rules

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The next day at 4:30 AM, Yoyo really knocked on my door with a big pocket of ingredients in her hand .She quickly learned to cook, and with the excellent ingredients she brought, such as steaks, abalones, salmon, king crabs, and various other seafood, we had a different dish every day. Not only did my parents gain some weight, but their tastes also became more refined. "This South African lobster is served without peeling the shell? Are you trying to choke us?" and "How many times have I said we only drink milk at 40 degrees? Is it your intention to give us diarrhea with this cold milk?" My parents raised complaints, but Yoyo never argued. She just silently took note and made sure not to repeat the mistakes. One day, guests came to our house, and both she and I were busy preparing more than ten dishes. To our surprise, we were told that we couldn't join them at the dining table and had to wait in the kitchen to eat the leftovers after they finished. Looking at the cold leftovers, some even touched by others' saliva, Yoyo asked me with a wry smile, "Sister, do you really want to eat this?" I had grown accustomed to it, sighed helplessly, and just went along with it. What can I do if I'm not used to it? One can't starve to death!, right? Yoyo took a few deep breaths and finally picked up her bowl and chopsticks! After that time, my parents have become more and more excessive towards YouYu, not only demanded to wash the curtains that have not been washed for a year in the house, but also made her have to hand-wash the underpants and socks of their old couple and their brother, I wanted to go and help but was stopped by my mom After that incident, my parents became increasingly more and more excessive demands of Yoyo. Not only demanded to wash the curtains that have not been washed for a year in the house, but also made her have to hand-wash the underpants and socks of their old couple and their brother, I wanted to help, but my mom stopped me. Each time I thought she couldn't take it anymore, Yoyo would take a few deep breath, put on a smiling face, and willingly accept increasingly unreasonable requests. Sometimes, I really wondered if she had some leverage over my brother or if he had saved her family's lives in her previous life.
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