It is said to be humanoid, and it looks more like a bear.

Yu Ze was speechless, is he such an image in Li Weimei's eyes at the moment?

"It's done!"

Li Weimei put down her pencil, knelt on the ground with her hands folded, kowtowed three times to where Yu Ze was, and said seriously: "Are you an immortal?" Thank you for just saving me. ”

The 9-year-old girl's expression was extremely solemn, obviously just a child, but when she said this, she had a dedication beyond her age, making people almost ignore her age.

Yu Ze's expression moved slightly.

Li Weimei paused, the eyelashes on her eyes flickered, and continued: "Kind fairy, please don't punish my mother, mother, she...... She didn't mean to do this to me, she was just worried that I would be hurt by other people. I don't have a father, I haven't seen my grandfather and grandmother, I, I only have my mother. ”

She continued to kowtow a few times, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and was stunned for more than ten seconds, and suddenly panicked: "Fairy, I, do I want to give you incense?" But I don't have a candle. ”

She got up impatiently and walked around the living room, and the worried look of the little adult made Yu Ze smile bitterly.

"Since it can interfere with memory, then ......"

Yu Ze wanted to test a new idea, his eyes moved slightly, and the pencil on the table suddenly stood up out of thin air.

This sudden change attracted Li Weimei's attention, she put down her impatience just now, hurriedly came to the table, watched the pencil spontaneously start writing in the homework book without anyone's control, and shouted in a hurry: "You can't write here, you have to write homework here!" ”

The pencil snapped to a halt.

Li Weimei turned over the homework book and pointed to a gap on the back that had already been filled with homework: "Please write here." ”

Yu Ze, who was speechless, had no choice but to write in that space according to Li Weimei's request: "I'm not a god, I don't need incense." ”

After this line was written, Yu Ze didn't worry that Li Weimei couldn't understand it, although this little guy was only in the third grade of primary school, he was extremely smart, and there was no TV and mobile phone at home for her to play, so she read the textbook and a picked up dictionary repeatedly, and the subjective initiative exploded a large number of children, and the literacy rate basically reached the level of junior high school students.

"You're not an immortal?"

The little girl's brain froze, and she thought hard, "Are you a ghost?" ”

If it's not a god, then only ghosts remain.

Yu Ze thought that Li Weimei was going to be scared now, but she still wasn't afraid, at least there was no fear on her expression.

"Maybe I'm a ghost, you're not afraid of me?"

Yu Ze wrote again.

"I'm not afraid!"

Li Weimei puffed up her chest, replied loudly, and lowered her voice again: "Ghosts have never harmed me, and I am not as terrible as my mother's hanger and kitchen knife." ”

Yu Ze: "......"

The logic is so correct that it's impossible to refute.

"Even if you are a ghost, you must be a good ghost, a good ghost."

Li Weimei said seriously.

"Your mother beats you like this, don't you hate your mother?"

Yu Ze wrote again.

"Mom is very pitiful," Li Weimei knelt on the ground, looked at the handwriting on the homework book, and defended her mother, "Dad doesn't want Mom anymore, so Mom has been very sad, I didn't eat it at home before, Mom made the only remaining egg into a poached egg for me to eat, but it was delicious!" That's definitely the best thing in the world! ”

As she spoke, Li Weimei still had some saliva on her lips, and she wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve embarrassedly.

Yu Ze snorted coldly, in his opinion, no matter how many reasons parents have, they can't be angry with their children, and people who do this kind of thing are not worthy of being parents, not to mention that Li Weimei's mother is even crazy enough to cut off her daughter's fingers.

Although his parents were not responsible, they abandoned him and ran away, but they were never so mad.

"Don't you pity yourself, but you pity your mother? If it weren't for me, your fingers would have been chopped off by your mother. ”

Yu Ze felt that Li Weimei's attitude was a bit problematic.

"I don't hate my mother, she still let me study," Li Weimei whispered, "The teacher said that only reading can change my fate, I want to study hard, protect my mother, so that my mother will not have to be tired and sad in the future." ”

The little girl's consciousness is so high, what else can Yu Ze say.

He was silent.

Li Weimei saw that the "ghost" had not been writing, thinking that the space was full of handwriting, so she hurriedly turned the page over, pointed to the empty space of the whole page and said, "There is still space here, you can write here." ”

Yu Ze's silence was not because the handwriting in the gap was full, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

After starting a conversation with Li Weimei, the whole house seemed to shake, as if there had been a faint earthquake.

But such a strange phenomenon, Li Weimei didn't seem to be aware of it.

No, wait, it's not an earthquake, it's the whole space that is shaking.

Yu Ze realized that something was wrong, and his heart moved, turning over this memory.

Memories flipped over, and the tremors from space disappeared without a trace.

And the scene in front of Yu Ze has naturally changed dramatically, no longer a scene in the room, but outdoors.

Approaching the Spring Festival period, the street has begun to have a joyful atmosphere, Yu Ze glanced at a few times the calendar hanging on the street grocery store, and understood that it is about to be 2007, the Spring Festival atmosphere of this era is not like a few years later, it is about to usher in the peak of the rich atmosphere of the Spring Festival, and it has not yet reached the extent of restricting fireworks.

There is a Buddhist temple in the park mountain range of the small county town, the Spring Festival is the most vigorous time of incense, there are countless restaurants and shops at the foot of the mountain and mobile food stalls, the children who have taken the New Year's money in advance like to come here to have fun, such as spending a sum of money to ring the ring, if you can set a toy gun, you can show off to the friends around for a long time.

The children were noisy and playful, and Li Weimei also came here, but she didn't come here to have fun, but to pick up bottles.

When is the most bottles thrown on the floor?

It's nothing more than a holiday time.

Cans and drink bottles discarded on the ground can be seen everywhere, and the old people who are scavenging can't pick them up, which gives Li Weimei a good opportunity to pick them up, she carried a black plastic bag, and ran over to pick up a coke bottle when she saw a child in front of her throw a drunk Coke bottle on the ground.

After a while, she saw the empty Sprite bottle again, Li Weimei hurriedly ran over to pick it up, her face was full of happy smiles, and only when she happened to see other children playing happily eating sugar gourds and snacks, she showed a look of envy.

"It's Zhou Weimei."

A few children who got together to play the game King Solitaire saw Li Weimei who was picking up garbage, and showed a disgusted expression.

(End of chapter)