This superpower is unreliable.

As night falls, the yellow-winged bird strolls across the campus. The summer night breeze is a little cool, and the subtle fragrance of gardenia comes with the wind and then drifts away with the wind.

But Huang Chiyao had no mood to appreciate it. She had just left the company and should have returned to the dormitory, but Ling Ling had already returned to her hometown for internship. Zhang Dianxin, who was busy preparing research directions, was probably the only one in the dormitory. Huang Chiyao felt that she was not in a good mood today, and was afraid that going back so early would disturb Zhang Dianxin, so she had to wander aimlessly around the campus.

Fortunately, because it was summer vacation, not many people stayed in the university, so no one would disturb Huang Chiyao no matter how he wandered around.

As I walked, I felt a little tired, so I found a bench under a street light and sat down.

Not long after she sat down, she received a video call invitation from her mother.

"Mom?"

As soon as Huang Chiyao connected the video, he saw his mother smiling and calling out "Yaoyao".

"Mom, why is your face so red? What happened?"

Mom chuckled and said, "It's newly brewed rice wine. I just opened it. I tried the taste. It's strong, fragrant and spicy. I couldn't help but drink a few more sips."

Huang Chiyao thought his mother was a little cute when she was drunk. He had never seen her so relaxed before.

"Where's Dad? Dad's not home?"

"He went to the next city to play with some of your uncles. He said there were delicious things to eat there."

"Where's Yaohui? Isn't he on summer vacation?"

"He went with your father too. Now I'm alone at home."

No wonder.

Mom can only be so leisurely when she is alone.

"Yaoyao, how was your day? Are you happy at work?"

As soon as his mother finished speaking, Huang Chiyao's grievances that had been suppressed in his heart for the whole day suddenly came to the fore.

"Mother……"

The mother, who was originally in a lazy mood after drinking, immediately became nervous after hearing Huang Chi Yao's call of "Mom": "What's wrong, Yao Yao? Did you encounter something unhappy? Can you tell mom?"

When Huang Chiyao grew up, he seldom called "Mom" anymore. He became like other children in the town and started calling her "Ama" instead.

Because she feels that calling her mother is like being a spoiled child.

But at this moment, she really wanted to act coquettishly and complain to her mother.

But she didn't dare to tell her mother that she was unhappy with her internship. Firstly, she was afraid that her mother would worry, and secondly, she didn't want to give her parents another reason to ask her to return to her hometown to work and live.

"Nothing, I just feel a little tired." Huang Chiyao had to change to a more acceptable excuse.

She guessed that her mother's next sentence would be "If you are tired, go home", but at least the reason of "tiredness" was easier to explain than being looked down upon by colleagues as a vase.

"Yaoyao, do you know why your name is Yellow Wing Yao?"

Unexpectedly, the mother asked Huang Chiyao such a question instead.

Huang Chi was stunned for a few seconds, thought for a while, and said, "Dad said that he wanted me to flap my wings and be ready to fly high at any time, right?"

It's a bit ironic in fact, because her father named her with the high hopes that she would soar high, but he always wanted her not to stray too far from home.

The two are contradictory.

Then her name actually loses its meaning.

But after hearing this, my mother shook her head.

"no."

"I gave you your name. Originally your name was Qiaoyao, but when you were one year old, your grandfather passed away. Your father thought the word 'Qiao' had a bad meaning and wanted to change it. So I changed it to 'Chi', which looks similar to wings. I also told your father about the explanation of 'Chiyao'."

Oh, so she changed her name.

Huang Qiaoyao is quite special, but a little difficult to pronounce.

Before Huang Chiyao could ask what Qiaoyao meant, his mother suddenly interrupted.

"But I lied to him."

what?

Huang Chiyao was a little shocked.

She had always thought that her mother would only listen to her father, because she had never seen her go against her father's wishes. Now that her mother said the word "lie", it completely overturned her perception.

"……Why?"

She thought about it for a long time before she came up with this question.

But the mother asked back, "Chiyao, do you know what my favorite thing is?"

Huang Chiyao thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Chinese medicine...?"

Her mother never told her what she liked most. She only knew that the thing she mentioned most often was Chinese herbal medicine.

My mother smiled dotingly and said, "That's about right. I like plants."

"Your original name, 'Qiaoyao', is a plant, but we hear its other name more often."

"what is that?"

"Milk vetch."

Astragalus? Wasn't it the common grass flower in the countryside when she was a child?

The petals of the Chinese milk vetch are purple-red at the tip and gradually fade to white at the bottom. They look a bit like miniature lotus flowers, but the colors are more gaudy. They usually bloom in large patches. They look good, but does it have any special meaning? She only knows that cows like to eat them. People also eat them occasionally as wild vegetables.

"What's so special about Astragalus membranaceus?"

The mother went on to explain: "Chinese milk vetch is a plant that does not require high soil conditions. It is easy to grow, resilient, and has high medicinal value. So, my mother hopes that her daughter can be like the Chinese milk vetch and bloom beautifully no matter where she is. Even if it is a weed, it is still a conspicuous weed. My mother likes Chinese milk vetch."

Huang Chiyao suddenly realized and finally smiled for the first time that day.

"Thank you for your expectations of me, mom. I like Astragalus, too!"

I originally thought my name had no meaning, but my mother gave it new meaning.

Huang Chiyao felt very happy. Her mother regained her confidence with just a few words.

So what if they looked down on her? She would definitely impress them.

"Oh, and most importantly, it is slightly toxic."

Huang Chiyao was startled by his mother's sudden words. "Mom? Ms. Lin Qinluo? Your words could easily cause misunderstanding."

Huang Chiyao's mother, Ms. Lin Jinluo, just laughed heartily: "You have to know that although grass is easy to be eaten, bent by the wind, and cut by people, it is always there. If you want to get rid of it, you have to pull it up by the roots; if you want to eat it, you have to be able to endure its toxicity first."

Huang Chiyao listened and looked at his mother's face. For some reason, he recalled the time when he lived with her at his grandparents' house when he was a child.

At that time, her mother took her to the mountains to collect herbs every day, and explained to her the growth characteristics and functions of each plant. Whenever she saw the plants all over the mountains, her mother was always excited.

Mom's expression now is exactly the same as it was then.

She looked at Lin Qinluo on the phone and became fascinated without realizing it.

She hadn't seen her mother look like this in a long time.

But she thinks such a mother is beautiful and shining.

"Shake? Did you hear that?"

Huang Chiyao nodded suddenly.

Perhaps because she was drunk, Lin Qinluo held her chin with one hand, half-closed her eyes and whispered softly: "Anyway, mom believes in Yaoyao. No matter what happens, Yaoyao will not be defeated. He will become tough and strong, just like Ziyunying."

Huang Chi shook his head and stared at the phone screen without blinking.

What happened? Was it the alcohol?

Mom seems like a different person today.