Chapter 3: Memory Awakening

Mainly, the garbage in the school is basically paper and the like, there is no canteen, and everything is eaten with a boxed lunch, which can basically be eaten, there are not many leftovers, and occasionally some snack bags and the like will emit a smell, not household garbage, and the smell is not big, so everyone will play here.

Well, in fact, rural children don't have much pocket money, so they will come to the garbage dump to rummage through the discarded homework books, scratch paper or some books, plastic bottles, etc., which can be exchanged for money.

However, the two little sisters who used to play well with Muyin ignored her, and turned around directly and continued to write and draw on the ground, cough, in fact, they were scribbling at all, after all, they didn't go to school.

"Why don't you ignore me?" Mu Yin pursed her lips and looked at the two little friends.

"Aren't you great at school, why are you still playing with us?" Lily said directly to Mu Yin, her little face wrenched, obviously haunted by Mu Yin's triumphant appearance before.

"Uh." Mu Yin choked, well, she seemed to have done this last time, "That, I'm sorry." ”

"I don't want to forgive you." Bai Ling answered.

"Then ......" Mu Yin looked at the two of them like this, thought for a while, and then took out the pocket money with a painful face, "I invite you to eat sugar, don't be angry, okay." ”

"Okay." As soon as the two of them heard this, they immediately turned back, their eyes lit up, and Mu Yin was very painful, but who let her die to show off, so she could only take her little friend to the only small shop in the village to buy ginger candy, and then the three of them played together.

After reconciling, the two began to be curious about their school days, "Ayin, what did you learn in school?" Lily asked curiously.

"Recognize words, sing, and draw." Mu Yin crossed her fingers and counted them.

"Singing? What song to sing? Can you teach us? Bai Ling proposed.

"Absolutely." Mu Yin nodded, and then began to teach them to sing, "Under the bridge in front of the door, a flock of ducks swim by, come and count the two, four, six, seven, and eight......"

Mu Yin sang a sentence, they sang a sentence, and in the process of learning the song, a morning passed, Mu Yin looked at the sky, "I'm going back to eat." ”

"Well, we're going back too." The two of them nodded and went their separate ways, and in the afternoon, they got together again to play, but this time they ran to the junkyard, found a cardboard box, unpacked it, and slid it down the slope under the buttocks.

This has always been a game played by their children here, Mu Yin has also played it a few times, this time it is naturally very familiar, but I don't know what's going on, this time she actually miscalculated, and when she was about to get below, she was turned crooked by something, so she rolled down all of a sudden, and it was only two laps.

"Ayin!" The two friends exclaimed in surprise when they saw it, and hurriedly ran over.

"Ahh Mu Yin rolled twice and then fell into a pile of weeds, his head was hit, he was dizzy, and something seemed to flash in his mind, but it quickly disappeared, "I'm fine." Covering her head, she got up and said to the two friends who ran over.

"It's okay, it scares me to death." Bai Ling was afraid to pat his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright?" Lily looked at Muyin and was relieved to make sure she wasn't bleeding.

"I just bumped it, and it didn't hurt." Mu Yin shook his head, it didn't hurt anymore, and said immediately.

"That's good, let's stop playing, let's go back." Bai Ling said, Mu Yin still scared them when he fell before.

Mu Yin and Lily nodded without any opinion, Mu Yin covered her head, thoughtful, "What's wrong?" Still have a headache? ”

"It's a little bit, it's just that it hurts when it's pressed." Mu Yin replied honestly.

"Shall I see?" Lily immediately asked Mu Yin to bow her head, flipped through her hair and looked at it, "I didn't pick up the bag, I didn't bleed, it's okay, I'll be fine in a while." ”

"Hmm." Mu Yin nodded.

After going up, the three of them went back separately, and when they got home, Zhou Qi saw that she was dirty, and immediately grabbed her to the bathroom and scrubbed her fiercely, Mu Yin obediently cooperated, changed her clothes after washing, and went to watch TV.

At night, Mu Yin dreamed again, and when she woke up the next day, Mu Yin vaguely remembered something, but she didn't remember much, and she seemed to be painting.

I happened to have an art class today, looking at the apple that the teacher asked them to draw, in fact, Mu Yin felt that the one painted was not at all like what she ate, the apple was not painted like this, it should be...... Hey, how should I draw it?

Blinking, Mu Yin still draws apples like everyone else, well, the kind of children's graffiti, in the next few days, she dreams every day, and she will remember some, but it is all related to painting.

Because of this, she suddenly fell in love with drawing, and every day she took a pen to scribble on scratch paper, and the things she drew became better and more similar.

Half a month later, the apple she painted was no different from the real one except for the color, looking at the apple on the paper, Mu Yin subconsciously stretched out her hand, and then some light seeped out from her fingers and merged into the painting.

Mu Yin's eyes widened as she looked at the apple that appeared under her hand, her mouth was slightly open, dumbfounded, she didn't know what the situation was, she grabbed the apple, it was very big, she had to grasp it with both hands to grasp it firmly, and the scratch paper had become blank.

Did her apple become real? Does she have Ma Liang's magic pen? Mu Yin, who has never learned the magic pen Ma Liang but has watched the animation, thought about it, and subconsciously took a bite on the apple, sweet, very sweet, sweeter than the apples she had ever eaten.

Well, I quickly finished nibbling the whole apple, burped, looked at the apple juice that was still on my hand, made sure that it was not an illusion, went to wash my hands and came back again to start drawing, wanting to turn another apple out.

Then, it wasn't that simple, she drew an identical apple, but she couldn't make it up anymore, and she had some suspicions that she was dreaming.

Since then, Muyin has been painting apples, and everyone in the family knows about it, "Ayin, what are you doing with this apple all the time?" You've drawn it well. Mother Zhou Qi couldn't help but ask.

"I wanted to conjure apples, but I didn't succeed." Mu Yin replied honestly.

"Cartoon watch you." Zhou Qi was speechless and ignored it again.

Mu Yin looked at the apple on the paper and sighed, what she said was obviously the truth, could it be that she was really dreaming that day? It took more than ten days and there was no such situation, so Mu Yin gave up.

However, I still didn't give up painting, I just started to draw other things, and my dreams every day didn't decrease, but all I can remember is some painting skills.

More than a year has passed, and she finally entered the first grade of primary school, on this day, she happened to see a new article announcing the occurrence of an earthquake in a certain place, and saw the scene where the mountains shook and the earth was turned upside down, she suddenly felt a headache, and she fainted all of a sudden, which frightened her family.