I really have special powers

Chapter 142 Memory 2
"Don't Li Weimei have a father?"

The more Yu Ze looked, the more confused he became. He almost thought there was something wrong with his memory.

After thinking for a while, he quickly flipped through the memory book.

Li Weimei will soon enter the second grade. Although the woman is always drunk, she does not stop paying for her daughter's tuition and fees, and still tries her best to let her go to school.But unlike other children, Li Weimei has no elders to pick her up and drop her off, and has been going to school alone since the first grade of elementary school.

More than ten years ago, in such a remote city, school management was not strict. The teachers seemed to know about Li Weimei's complicated single-parent family, but they did not intervene. There were too many single-parent families and left-behind children, and the teachers also Can't control it.

The only kindness the teacher could do was to accidentally give a box of milk to Li Weimei.

But the little girl was not in a hurry to drink it. She always hid the milk secretly and took it back, because except for lunch, which could be served in the school cafeteria, Li Weimei's mother would not care about her whether it was breakfast or dinner.

Only when she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, she would take out the milk and slowly taste it with a straw, as if it were a delicacy in the world. After drinking, she would open the box and lick it clean.

Every night after school, Li Weimei also picks up discarded cans, beverage bottles and cartons along the road. However, this is not easy. There are too many old ladies and old men with nothing to do in the city. Cans are thrown away in trash cans and on the ground. , the drink bottles will be picked up soon.

Therefore, Li Weimei could not "make a fortune" through this. She accumulated cans and beverage bottles for a few days and sold them for a few yuan at most. However, the boss of the scrap collector looked at her for pity and gave her a little more money.

One of the answers to Yu Ze's confusion was why Li Weimei was so rich and could accompany him to eat at a roadside stall without changing her expression. Instead, she was used to it. It was this kind of habit that made Yu Ze misunderstand Li Weimei at first. Beautiful family economy.

Gradually, Li Weimei turned 9 and started to enter the third grade of elementary school.

Ordinary children at this age still clamor to act like a spoiled child, but Li Weimei has no one to act like a spoiled child. Not only does she take on all the housework in the family, but she is also often scolded and beaten.

Once, on the way home, the woman met Li Weimei who was picking up garbage. Her expression immediately changed. She stepped forward and twisted Li Weimei's ears and slapped her several times in the face. Passers-by couldn't bear to look at her and tried to persuade her.

Unexpectedly, this in turn made the woman even more angry, shouting: "I can beat my daughter whenever I want. Do you want to take care of me?"

Passers-by were forced to call the police.

When the police came, the woman was arrogant and unafraid. In fact, the police had no control over such household matters. Seeing the little girl's pity, she pulled her aside and asked: "Kid, did your mother just hit you?"

Even a fool could see the redness and swelling on Li Weimei's face, but she pretended to be fine, "Uncle, I'm fine. I just made my mother angry."

"Ok."

The police comrade stood up and criticized the woman a few more times, "Don't take it out on the child if you have nothing to do. If others call the police again, I will have no choice but to notify the Women's Federation."

"Humph."

The woman didn't care at all about the threats from the police and the Women's Federation, but she wasn't stupid enough to continue fighting with the police and just put her face aside.

Obviously, the consequence of calling the police was that the woman was even more annoyed. As soon as she got home, she picked up the clothes hanger and started attacking Li Weimei again. She was usually very smart and spanked Li Weimei on the butt. She usually wouldn't hit her hands or face, so there wouldn't be too much. The scars were discovered by outsiders.But this time she was so angry that she couldn't care too much, so she inevitably lost her sense of control when she started to act.

This time, Li Weimei was beaten so hard that her arms and back were scarred, and her eyes were bruised and swollen. Even so, she lay on the ground and did not dare to move, because she was used to being beaten and knew that resisting would only lead to a worse outcome. , only when her mother is tired from beating can she have a chance to breathe.

Sure enough, the tired woman finally picked up a few bottles of beer and drank a few bottles, then lay down drunkenly on the cotton mat and fell asleep.

For a long time, just when Yu Ze thought that Li Weimei could not get up because of her serious injuries, the little girl slowly moved her body. Her trembling arms could not be controlled. She was beaten to the point of incontinence, and she could only look like a wounded little animal. Lying in the corner to recover. "...It turns out that she suffered such severe domestic violence when she was a child."

Yu Ze sighed a few times. When he fell in love with Li Weimei, except for the onset of illness later, the girl was cheerful and smiling in the early stage, with a sweet smile. She had no idea that she had been treated with such serious violence when she was a child.

Of course, generally speaking, people like this who suffered severe violent tendencies in childhood will have more or less mental problems. In other words, the root cause of Li Weimei's mental illness comes from her childhood experience?

Yu Ze thought thoughtfully, if this is the case...

So Li Weimei’s locked memory is related to domestic violence in her childhood?

He continued to search through Li Weimei's memories. Li Weimei, who was not well fed or clothed, had become accustomed to wearing old clothes and worn out shoes in winter. Her face was also sallow and thin due to years of malnutrition, and this In the memory scene of this time, Yu Ze saw Li Weimei writing her name - Zhou Weimei on the homework book.

Not Li Weimei?
Yu Ze was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the origin of this surname. According to Li's mother's self-introduction when she met him, Li Weimei's mother's surname was Zhou. Does that mean that Li Weimei still took her mother's surname at this time?
"Who gave this to you?"

The woman stood in front of Li Weimei and pulled out a palm-sized doll cat from her schoolbag.

"Mom, that's me, I... picked it up."

The hesitating little girl did not dare to look directly at the woman.

"Little beast, didn't I tell you? Don't lie in front of me!"

Unexpectedly, such an answer aroused the woman's stress reaction. She grabbed the girl's ears, and her face that should have been delicate was extremely ferocious: "I have told you so many times, don't imitate those men who lie. They lie at a young age." Have you started to learn bad habits? You still dare to lie in front of me? "

"Mom, I was wrong, wuwu, it was given to me by Uncle Song."

"Which Uncle Song?"

"That's right, that's Uncle Song from the grocery store downstairs."

Li Weimei didn't dare lie anymore.

"Okay, I've told you several times not to talk to that man, but you don't listen, right? How dare you ask for other people's things? Okay, you started to be disobedient at such a young age, why not cut off your fingers? .”

The woman ran to the kitchen like crazy and found a kitchen knife. This time Li Weimei didn't dare to stay where she was, but she wanted to run but couldn't run away from her mother. The woman grabbed her hair and pushed her hard to the ground.

"Mom, Mom, I was wrong, wuwu, don't cut off my fingers, please, please..."

No matter how hard Li Weimei struggled, the woman remained unmoved.

"Cut your fingers off so you don't take other people's stuff."

The woman with blood-red eyes held down her daughter's right hand without hesitation, and swung the kitchen knife to chop it off.

Yu Ze, who was standing aside and checking his memories, couldn't help but change his expression.

(End of this chapter)