今天我放学回到家,刚到门口,就听到爷爷的骂声,准是又在骂我那顽皮的弟弟了。我连忙开门一看,只见爷爷怒目圆睁,双手叉着腰不停地走来走去,额角上的青筋随着呼呼的喘气声一鼓一鼓的,就像一堆正在燃烧的干柴。我仿佛也觉得心火烧到了脑门上,而弟弟却还一副若无其事的样子。我小声地问爷爷:“爷爷,弟弟怎么了?”爷爷生气地说:“这孩子又把我的手机拆了个稀巴烂!”我听了哭笑不得,难怪爷爷今天这么生气。弟弟这个捣蛋鬼,总是做出 Today I came home from school, just arrived at the door, I heard my grandfather’s condemning, should be accused of my naughty brother again. I quickly opened the door and saw my grandfather angrily, my hands kept walking around my waist, my forehead with the whistling blue veins drums, like a pile of burning dry firewood. I seem to feel the heart burned to the forehead, but his brother is still a pair of if nothing had happened. I whispered to my grandfather: “Grandpa, brother, what happened?” “Grandpa angrily said:” This child again put my cell phone dismantled! “” I heard dumbfounding, no wonder Grandpa today so angry. Brother this rascal, always made