I really have special powers

Chapter 147 Memory 7
Sometimes when she heard her classmates chatting about TV series and movies, Li Weimei was so confused that she couldn't understand them at all and couldn't get a word in, but she thought it didn't matter. No matter how good the TV series and movies were, they were not as good as the books.

Yes, since she discovered the county library, she has tried every means to please the library management aunt, so that she can go in and read books without a library card.

It was like a new world opened to her. After that, she would run to the library every weekend after finishing her homework, so that she could immerse herself in the "new world of words" all day long and experience "being so close" the other side of the world.

In the book, she can feel the joys, sorrows, and joys of various people, see sunshine, sunny days, rainy days, heavy rains, tsunamis, and heavy snow, and taste the "world" written by countless authors with delicate words, including heroic and ambitious thoughts, as well as The tenderness of Xiaojiabiyu affects the lives of different people.

It is precisely because of these books that Li Weimei understands that the hardships in her life are nothing. There are many people in the world who have experienced more hardships, but they have not been defeated by life and hardships, but have worked harder to achieve success. forward!
Among them, she especially liked the verses of a poet.

Thousands of miles across the Yangtze River, the view is as beautiful as the sky.Regardless of the wind and waves, it is better than taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. Today I have more than enough.

It's dawn in the east, so don't leave early.You are still young when you travel through the Qingshan Mountains, and the scenery here is uniquely beautiful.

Li Weimei didn't understand the stories behind these poems yet, but she couldn't put it down just by looking at the poems themselves, and she was eager to understand the background story of the poet who wrote these poems.It took more than a month to finish watching this.

Those who are confused and half-understood will understand the greatness of our ancestors - they did not praise suffering, but used suffering as a driving force for progress and as an obstacle to happiness.

"Mom hasn't come back yet."

Li Weimei cooked porridge and fried a shredded potato. Seeing that her mother hadn't come home yet, she simply took out her winter vacation homework book and reviewed it again.

After waiting for about half an hour, when the porridge and shredded potatoes were cold, Li Weimei's mother opened the door and went home.

"Weimei, I'm back."

People are in high spirits when happy events happen, and the woman who didn't know what kind of happy event she had met was full of joy. When she saw Li Weimei cooking dinner, she took out a bag and said, "Guess what I brought you back?"

"I guess it's delicious mom."

Li Weimei looked at the bag a few more times curiously.

"It's really delicious...roast duck! You've never had it before, right?"

The woman took out the plastic box from her pocket and found half a roast duck.

Li Weimei's mouth was almost drooling. She had passed by a roast duck restaurant several times and smelled the smell of roast duck. The smell was so addictive that she didn't even dare to stay longer, for fear that after a few deep breaths, she would be reluctant to leave.

"Do you know how to eat roast duck? You need to dip the duck meat in some sauce first, and then put it into the dough..."

The woman demonstrated it to her daughter. The little girl was smart. She learned how to eat roast duck after watching it once. After she couldn't wait to follow the steps, she handed it to the woman: "Mom, eat first."

"it is good."

The woman hesitated for a moment, then took the dough wrapped in duck meat and did not rush to eat it. Instead, she asked: "Weimei, tomorrow is your birthday, right? What do you want?"

This question made Li Weimei unable to react in time. After she understood what the woman was talking about, she became nervous and at a loss: "Mom, I don't want anything."

The woman was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Weimei, it seems like mom has never bought you a birthday gift, right?"

"Mom, I don't need any birthday gifts," Li Weimei secretly glanced at the woman and said cautiously, "As long as mom is with me."

"Is it."

The woman remained silent.

"Mom, the duck meat is cold. Eat it quickly."

Li Weimei was a little anxious when she saw the woman holding the dough but not putting it in her mouth.

"You eat, I'm not hungry."

The woman put the dough aside and did not eat it.

"Then I..."

"you eat……"

The woman added in time: "Eat quickly, I won't be angry."

"Thank you, Mom." Only then did Li Weimei have the courage to pick up the wrapped dough. When she was about to stuff it into her mouth, the woman suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Mother?"

Li Weimei raised her head blankly.

"No eating."

Without saying a word, the woman snatched the dough from Li Weimei's mouth, threw it into the roast duck bag, swept all the sauces, onions and garlic on the table into the bag, and walked out of the door with Li Weimei's blank eyes.

"Mom, where are you going?"

Li Weimei ran to the door and looked around, only to see the woman's figure fading away, but she didn't get any answer.

She didn't know why her mother didn't let her eat roast duck again, but this sudden change of attitude had happened too many times. Li Weimei was lost for a while, then walked back to the table, put her little head on the table, and used her nose hard To smell the residual smell of roast duck.

"What does roast duck taste like?"

Li Weimei thought to herself.

"It smells sweet and a little fragrant. It must be delicious."

Li Weimei feels that she can fantasize. She likes to fantasize about the items in the book when reading, especially the food. She thinks that if she fantasizes, the taste will be no different from the real thing.

Mom got angry and ran away this time for some reason, and she probably won't be back tonight.

Li Weimei ate the cold porridge and shredded potatoes. She used the shredded potatoes as roast duck and the porridge as sauce. She dipped it in the porridge, put the shredded potatoes in her mouth and kept chewing, "The roast duck is so delicious. "

She imagined with satisfaction.

Yu Ze did not stand next to her this time. He always floated behind the little girl so that she could not see him.

He looked at the door where the woman disappeared, his face serious.

The scene began to blur.

This should be an unimportant memory image that will be completely forgotten and omitted, and even the subconscious cannot retrieve it.

After finishing washing, Li Weimei lay on the soft cotton pad, covered her with a quilt, and yawned comfortably.

She was thinking about where to go to play tomorrow. She went to collect bottles in the morning and bought a few steamed buns for lunch after selling them. Then she went to the library to read books all afternoon.

She planned slowly and fell asleep before she knew it.

Not long after she fell asleep, a figure opened the door and appeared beside the cotton mattress. He slowly knelt down and sat beside her. She didn't know what she was thinking. After a full ten minutes, the owner of this figure appeared. There is action.

She grabbed the empty pillow, gently covered Li Weimei's face, and then pressed it down hard.

It can be imagined that such an action would inevitably wake up Li Weimei who was covering her mouth and nose. When she woke up, she noticed the difficulty in breathing and the pillow covering her face, so she struggled hard.

"Woooo..."

Her frail body, which is almost ten years old, cannot struggle against the strength of an adult.

"Weimei, don't move, don't move, please don't move..."

As soon as the trembling voice appeared, it became clear who the owner of the figure was.

"..."

As soon as she heard the sound, Li Weimei's struggling movements stopped for a moment.

"Don't move, Weimei, don't move..."

The woman sobbed in a low voice, "Help mom, help mom, mom can't hold on anymore, I really can't hold on anymore, I really can't hold on on my own, please help mom... Only you are gone, Mom can live a better life."

(End of this chapter)