【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

Wei Shengling has only been here for two days, but he has already had a preliminary experience of the local customs and culture.

She complained to her friends online, who were very worried about her safety. Wei Shengling was also helpless and said that life and death were determined by fate, and wealth and honor were determined by God.

In fact: My destiny is in my own hands!

She thought about it and felt that waiting three months to apply for a gun was too slow, so she decided to consult a lawyer tomorrow to see if there was a faster and better way.

In the evening, the kitchen utensils from the supermarket were finally delivered.

Lying in bed at night, Wei Shengling did a little review. After sufficient exercise today, she could rest. However, this place was different from China after all. In order to prevent the situation where someone outside knocked on the door or broke in while she was in space, she decided to make some preparations before going to bed.

“We may not have the wings of a phoenix, but our hearts are connected.”

This was the first time she used the power of words continuously, using poems to describe tacit understanding as a warning. Wei Shengling took advantage of the situation and directed the target of the tacit understanding towards herself and the house.

If someone could see the special energy fluctuations, they would feel that the entire house seemed to be filled with invisible silk threads, which were finally tied to Wei Shengling's wrist and followed her into the space.

Wei Shengling was sleeping soundly when she felt her wrist suddenly twitching. She woke up instantly. What happened?

Soon she woke up and remembered what was going on. Was there any movement in the house? She usually slept for eight to nine hours, which was about two hours outside the space. She went to bed around ten o'clock, which meant that it was only about twelve o'clock outside.

As soon as she came out of the space, she heard a knock on the door. It seemed that it was not a burglary or something. Wei Shengling breathed a sigh of relief, put on a coat and went to open the door.

"Hello, ma'am." Outside the door were a man and a woman in police uniforms. "Excuse me, did you hear any noise before?"

"Noise?" Wei Shengling was confused. "Sorry, I've been busy and tired recently. I went to bed early and didn't hear anything."

The two policemen looked at each other, asked some other questions and left, closing the door. Wei Shengling breathed a sigh of relief. If there were bad guys outside, the poem would have been on his lips and his hands would be ready to throw hidden weapons at any time. Fortunately, they were not bad guys.

Does it have to be so thrilling?

After only a few days here, she already missed home.

After this incident, she didn't know whether the police would come back, and she was not in the mood to enter the space. She slept restlessly outside all night.

The next day, she woke up at dawn, rubbed her aching temples, and stared blankly at the sunlight falling on the head of the bed through the thin curtains. Her first reaction was that she should change to ultraviolet curtains. She didn't know whether she had bought them before.

Her brain was inactive for a while before she slowly got up, washed up, and forced herself to wake up. Then she went back to take a nap.

It was not until after ten o'clock that Wei Shengling woke up again, and this time he felt much more comfortable.

Looking at the time, she decided to eat something in the morning. She dug out some ingredients she had never seen before and bought at the supermarket yesterday, intending to give herself a surprise early in the morning.

I don’t know how to make it delicious, and I don’t know what it is, so I just cook it with porridge, then steam a piece, fry a piece... try various methods.

The first porridge was ready, and she quickly took a bite, wanting to soothe her empty stomach. She didn't feel anything at the moment she took a sip, but soon she tasted a sour, salty, bitter and spicy taste that exploded in her mouth. She felt nauseous and quickly found a nearby bedroom to go into, and vomited violently in the bathroom.

No, what’s going on? Why is it so unpalatable?

This time, one bad apple spoils the whole barrel.

This porridge is undrinkable. Fortunately, I only cooked one bowl and poured it out.

Maybe the cooking method was not right, how could something taste so bad? Wei Shengling thought naively, and when the dishes made by other methods came out of the pot, she realized that there is no worst, only worse.

Her whole face wrinkled into a ball. No wonder she had never seen these things before... With the smell they had, how could they possibly enter the domestic market?

The vegetables we eat often are indeed the carefully selected ones by our ancestors. Even if you don’t believe in yourself, you must believe in your ancestors!

So I took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.

[When you see these vegetables, first, blanch them to remove the bitterness, then stir-fry them in a pan, add appropriate seasonings, and finally throw them into the trash can. ]

Soon, several gloating comments appeared in the comment section, and it was obvious that they had guessed what had happened to her.

Wei Shengling sighed. After all this trouble, she was completely awake. She really couldn't eat anything she wanted. She cooked a bowl of wontons on an empty stomach and ate it. Then she got dressed and prepared to consult a lawyer about applying for a gun.

Where are the law firms near here? Let me help you find the directions.

"Suki, are you going out?" Mrs. Thomson was watering the flowers outside. When she asked, Wei Shengling was stunned for a moment before realizing that Suki was her English name.

"Yes, Mrs. Thomson, what's the matter?" she replied politely.

"Sweetheart, you should be careful when you go out. The police must have knocked on your door last night. Someone was killed nearby. Girls like you should protect yourself." Mrs. Thompson handed over a gun. "I know you haven't had time to buy one yet. Here, use it for self-defense."

Wei Sheng Ling: ...

What to do, accept it or not.