[Yiyuan Miyu has basically recovered after treatment. As long as she takes medicine on time every day, her heart disease should not recur. ]
[Asano Nao let her go to a primary school in the countryside. The primary school was not far from home. Even at a child's pace, it only took 15 minutes to walk there. The primary school was built by several villages, and there was only one class in each grade.]
[At first, she was worried about her daughter, so she asked her grandmother to pick her up from school every day. Two years later, when Yiyuan Meiyu entered the third grade, they felt that there was no problem anymore and stopped picking her up.]
[Iori Village is a small village, and the villagers are all familiar with each other. Such a familiar society is peaceful and stable, but it is difficult for outsiders to integrate. ]
[You were well prepared. Under the temptation of your money, a villager recognized you as his distant relative. You took advantage of the relationship with this family and settled down in the village.]
[During the first week in Iori Village, under the guidance of that villager, you got to know most of the villagers and had a good chat with the village women. This gave you the right to wander around the village without being questioned by the villagers.]
[You used your office’s connections to find a councillor from the town where the village is located. The councillor came to the village twice to help you hold the scene, and you gained the respect of the villagers.]
[You bought the small shop in the village, renovated it simply, and made it your main business. You officially became a member of Iori Village.]
[There is only one small shop like this in Iori Village. It is located next to the school. Sitting in the shop, you can see all the students who come to school, including your daughter.]
[Yiyuan Miyu is very interested in this newly renovated store, but she is a little shy and has never been there. On a summer holiday morning, you finally found an opportunity and tricked her into coming home.]
Memory scenes emerge.
As August approaches, the sun in the sky becomes hotter and hotter. At noon, the air seems to be melted by the sun, appearing distorted in our field of vision.
Yiyuan Miyu was awakened by the heat, and when she opened her eyes, all she saw was darkness.
In the darkness, a pair of arms were around her, and her head rested on something soft but stuffy.
It's so hot, don't come closer! She pushed her mother's arm away. The fan next to the bed was blowing, but the wind couldn't stop the summer heat at all.
She sat on the edge of the bed, turned on the fan for a while, waiting for some of the still sleeping brain cells to wake up, then pulled open the curtains and opened the window.
A whimper was heard from the bed, and the strong light that came into the room forcefully woke up the woman on the bed.
Asano Nao covered her eyes with her hands and sat up in a daze.
"Mom, you closed the window again!" Yiyuan Miyu scolded her.
"Because it's very dangerous. How can you sleep without closing the windows at night? What if a wolf crawls in..."
"The Japanese wolf has been extinct for over a hundred years! And if you want to close the windows, why don't you get someone to fix the air conditioner!"
Yiyuan Miyu took off her pajamas and took out a light blue dress from the closet and put it on.
"No, I tremble all over when I think about strangers coming to my house." Nao Asano hugged her arms to express her fear.
"Aren't there more people in the hospital? It's obvious that nothing will happen if you go to the hospital." Yiyuan Miyu couldn't understand her mother.
She was also afraid of strangers, but she was more afraid of the crowd of strangers in the hospital than the one stranger repairing the air conditioner. Her mother actively took her to the hospital for check-ups every month. She was not afraid of seeing a crowd of strangers, but she was afraid of the one repairing the air conditioner.
Nao Asano thought, going to the hospital for a check-up is for your health, how can it be the same as repairing the air conditioner
She didn't say it out loud for fear of putting pressure on her daughter, and she deliberately avoided talking about her daughter's illness.
"When will grandma come back?" Yiyuan Miyu asked again.
If my grandmother were here, she would have called someone to fix the air conditioner long ago.
"Grandma, it will probably take several days." Nao Asano adjusted to the brightness of the light and waved to her daughter.
Yiyuan Miyu walked to her bedside, held her daughter's hand, looked at the girl's cute little chubby face, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
"Why do you have to smile at me every day? The mothers I see on TV don't act like that. Is it because you are a useless person?" Yiyuan Miyu said extremely harsh words in an innocent tone.
Even though Nao Asano had accepted her own uselessness, she still felt embarrassed when faced with her daughter's verbal attack.
She touched the girl's face and ran her fingers over her lips. "Here's the thing, Miu can't learn from her mother. Hurry up and wash up, then go out and play with your friends!"
The mother and daughter walked out of the room together, washed up in front of the sink, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Because she was worried that she might encounter an unexpected accident, Nao Asano taught her daughter how to wash clothes, cook, and shop online early on, so that she could become an elementary school student who could survive alone.
She also left a lucky bag for Miyu to open when she was desperate. Inside the bag was... the contact information of Miyu's father.
After breakfast, Asano Nao left Miyu to clean up the dishes while she went to the second bedroom, opened the shrine and performed her daily worship.
My mother put her hands together and closed her eyes, not knowing what she was praying for. In the shrine in front of her, there was not a tablet or a portrait, but a handkerchief in a sealed bag.
For a while, Yiyuan Meiyu suspected that her mother had believed in some evil cult, and she was worried for a long time, after all, it was too strange to put a handkerchief in the shrine. After so many years, she was relieved when her mother did not turn into a fishman or a lizard monster.
Another time, she saw on TV that people were burning incense to the photos or tablets in the shrine, so she stole her grandmother's incense burner and incense sticks, placed them in front of her handkerchief, and respectfully lit one of them.
When her mother found out, she immediately took away the incense burner, pinched her face for a long time, and asked her to write a letter of guarantee that she would never burn incense with the handkerchief again.
Yiyuan Miyu was completely puzzled. It was okay that the offerings in the shrine were not of conventional style, but why was even the way of worship so unreasonable
She asked her mother many times, but her mother never answered her.
Now eight years old, Miu Ihime has learned the importance of suspending disbelief.
She knelt beside her mother and followed her example, folding her hands and praying into the handkerchief.
Unknown handkerchief god, please listen to my request, get into my mother's head, take away her idea of urging me to go out and play, and let me stay at home safely!
Her prayers seemed to have the opposite effect. Asano Nao opened her eyes the next second and asked her, "Where are you going to play with your friends today, Miu?"
What a useless handkerchief! It's useless! Yiyuan Miyu cursed in her heart.
She didn't turn her head to look at her mother. Without even looking, her mother's expectant eyes appeared in her mind. Her mother, who had no friends at home, always hoped that she would have many friends.
"Let's go around the school today." said Yiyuan Miyu.
"Isn't the school gate closed?"
"You can climb over the wall at the back. That's what everyone does."
"Amazing! You are worthy of being my Miyu!"
Yiyuan Meiyu was very uncomfortable with her mother's praise. She stood up quickly and said, "I'm going out to play!"
Walking out of the house and into the open area bathed in the scorching sun, the little bit of energy that Yiyuan Miyu had managed to muster was quickly dried up, scorched, and turned into ashes.
She lied to her mother that she had no friends at all.
Before she went to school, her mother never allowed her to go out and took her to the hospital every few days. When she was in the first grade, she went to the hospital less often, but her grandmother picked her up and dropped her off at school every day, so she had no chance to interact with other children.
In the second grade, her grandmother and mother became more lenient towards her. Her grandmother took gifts to the nearest girl's home, asked the girl to play with her, and promised to give her snacks every week.
The girl just wanted snacks and didn't want to be friends with her at all. She was not interested in the cat's tuck that the girls played and thought it was childish.
So, she and the girl formed a tacit understanding that she could lie and say that she was good friends with the girl and the girl would not expose her; the girl could collect false wages from her grandmother and she would not expose the girl either.
My grandmother and mother moved into the village later, and the villagers didn't often interact with her family, so they wouldn't expose her. So the truth was kept secret.
She walked aimlessly on the country road. It was a hot day, there were few people on the road, and the buffaloes in the fields were lying on the ground to rest.
Suddenly, she heard a burst of laughter and a group of children rushed past, among them was the girl who was receiving a salary without doing anything. The girl and her friends looked at her and ran away without slowing down.
Silence returned to her.
After returning home at noon, what should I lie to my mom about what I played
She walked and thought.
Before she knew it, she passed by the small shop next to the school.
"Little girl over there!"
A voice suddenly sounded and reached her ears.
She looked around and made sure she was the only little girl here.
Are you calling me? She looked in the direction of the voice.
(End of this chapter)