MTL - My Husband With Scholar Syndrome-Chapter 26 Spoiled

Mu Xiaoya took over the math problem and draft paper handed down by Liu Yi, the little fat boy, and passed it on to Shirakawa.

Shirakawa glanced and reported the answer directly: "128."

"Writing process." Mu Xiaoya helpless.

"Oh." Shirakawa picked up his pen and wrote on the draft paper. Within a minute, the problem-solving process was finished.

To the shocked eyes of Shang Liang Nuo Nuo and the fat man, Mu Xiaoya was a little proud but pretended to pass them the problem-solving process at will: "Now we can eat."

Liu Xuan couldn't wait to receive the draft paper, watching the simple and clear problem-solving process above, and suddenly looked at Shirakawa with admiration.

"How did you think of it?" The fat boy's eyes were full of stars of worship.

The chubby boy had a loud voice, but Shirakawa ignored him at all. With the child's eyes staring, Mu Xiaoya looked at him pitifully and poked Shirakawa with his fingers, and Shirakawa looked up.

"He asked you how to figure it out." Mu Xiaoya recounted.

"You know at a glance."

"..." Mortal IQ cannot be synchronized with genius.

Xue Ba always likes to play with Xue Ba. The chubby boy Liu Ye regards Shirakawa as his idol, and surrounds him all the time. His elder brother and his elder brother screamed shortly. He frowned anxiously.

This rare scene made Mu Xiaoya completely give up the plan to take away the child and let the little fat child continue to haunt Shirakawa.

And Liu Yan annoyed Shirakawa all afternoon, and finally waited for Shirakawa's response.

"Brother Shirakawa, how do I learn and what knowledge can I learn to become as smart as you."

"You can't do it."

"I will work very hard."

"You can't do it in a lifetime."

"... Wow ~" The stricken fat boy cried out wow, never lingering on Shirakawa anymore.

Shirakawa suddenly frowned, feeling that the whole world was clean.

"Ogawa, why are you hitting him?" Mu Xiaoya asked criedly.

"I don't." Shirakawa's innocent face, "I was born, he can't."

"..." Well, it seems quite reasonable.

"Shirakawa, it's beautiful." Liu Ye was sad and crying, but Liang Nuo-Nuo was so happy that she took out her nephew's math exercise book and handed it to Shirakawa. Leave him, and I can see if he can still do stuff in the room. "

"..." This aunt-in-law's aunt is really no one except Liang Nuonuo.

Primary school students' Mathematical Olympiad exercise book has few topics, and Liu Ye has already done almost half. It took Shirakawa for half an hour to finish the rest of the problem together, and Mu Xiaoya took Shirakawa out to watch the fireflies.

Last time I went to the stream to watch the fireflies, a thunder shower disrupted their plans, and even took Mu Xiaoya for a few days. Now that she is better, Mu Xiaoya remembers it again. The two sprayed some mosquito repellent, holding hands and walking towards the previous hillside.

At this time, there is still a little dark light in the sky. When the sky is completely dark, the fireflies should come out.

The two sat by the stream and waited patiently, Mu Xiaoya turned her head and saw that Shirakawa was tinkering with the headset in her hand, and couldn't help asking curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Recording," Shirakawa replied.

"Can headphones still record?" Mu Xiaoya was surprised.

"Yes." Xiaoya forgot it again, the saleswoman said the day she bought something.

"Then what are you recording?"

"Record the sound here. I like to listen."

"what sound?"

Shirakawa didn't speak, he turned on the recording mode, and then raised the headphones to the stream in front of him. Mu Xiaoya chatted for a moment, and soon came to understand that the sound here refers to the sound of nature.

The sound of the flowing stream, the wind blowing occasionally, the birdsong from far away, the unknown bug in the grass, the sound of the rustling leaves ...

All these things are mixed together and do not lose any symphony in the world. It seems that Shirakawa really likes it here, and even wants to record it.

Mu Xiaoya didn't bother him. She sat quietly, waiting for Shirakawa to record as quietly as Shirakawa was waiting for her, and waiting for the fireflies to appear.

Suddenly, a little faint light rose from the stream, and then the second and third points, more and more light rose from the wet grass, Mu Xiaoya's eyes lighted up, she wanted to call Shirakawa, but Shirakawa was also looking at this with his headphones.

Soon the fireflies flew out, and the small hillside was instantly filled with fireflies. The two sat in it, as if the Milky Way had fallen from the air, putting them in their heads.

"It's the first time I've seen fireflies." Mu Xiaoya couldn't help but sigh.

"No."

"what?"

"You've seen it before." Mu Xiaoya's memory is always bad, but Shirakawa remembers it. "You've seen it when you were six."

"When I was six?" Mu Xiaoya frowned, but she couldn't remember how she had seen fireflies when she was a child.

"In the grandmother's yard, two fireflies suddenly appeared. You are very happy and you sang." Shirakawa remembered that day was the 128th day he knew Mu Xiaoya. Mu Xiaoya was wearing a flower skirt. A pair of pink sandals, come to grandma's home and eat watermelon.

"I still sing?" Mu Xiaoya raised her eyebrows in surprise, but when she was six, she should have been in kindergarten at that time. She seemed to like singing when she was a kid.

"Well, I won't sing later." Shirakawa's voice was a little sorry.

Mu Xiaoya turned her head to look at Shirakawa and seemed to get back her childhood: "Want to listen to me?"

"Think." Shirakawa's volume was a little louder. .

"Wait a minute, I'll find an accompaniment." Mu Xiaoya smiled, took out her mobile phone, opened the national K song app, and found a difficult "ordinary day", "I think this song Special occasion. "

It ’s not that she is narcissistic. She actually sang pretty well. She also won the top ten singer awards in college when she was in college. However, she went abroad to study abroad. Her studies and work were too tight, which gradually made her forget. like singing.

The accompaniment sounded, Mu Xiaoya beat the beat, and naturally and accurately entered the music.

"Every morning at 7:30

The wind chimes rang again and the clouds were light all day

Good clothes feel good

Everything is soft and peaceful

Every intersection flowers bloom in the sun

There is a nice love song in front of the shop

It won't take long to get to your destination

It ’s full of goodwill

This is the most ordinary day

Do you miss it too? "

As Shirakawa listened, something seemed to be blinking in his eyes. He held the earphones in his arms tightly, and did not dare to move, for fear of a little wind, he could interrupt the song.

There isn't much to do in the cherry garden. You can experience all the daily life in one day, but the two don't feel boring. On the contrary, they have a leisurely life. Shirakawa likes the tranquility in the cherry garden, but Mu Xiaoya thinks that as long as she is alive, every day is meaningful.

When they were happy, they took a basket to pick Liang Nuo-noo and picked a cherry that was particularly delicious. Shirakawa would diligently deliver it to Mu Xiaoya. Squinting and laughing. Sometimes when they want to go for a walk, they will go to the melon field under the mountain to pick watermelons and eat them. This knock on watermelon is also a door to learn, Mu Xiaoya learned for a long time, can not tell which watermelon is ripe, which is not ripe. At this time, Shirakawa's power appeared. He seemed to be able to distinguish the sound of each watermelon by nature, and easily picked out the sweetest watermelon.

"I will leave it to you to buy fruit at home."

"Ok."

After picking the watermelon and carrying it back to the cherry orchard, it was put on the ice in the well water for one night, and the lunch the next day was even done.

When Liang Nuo-nuo is empty, they will be handed over to make some cherry derivatives, such as cherry wine and cherry jam. It takes time to ferment the wine, so the two learn to make jam. But Shirakawa, who has always been smart, seems to be lacking in this area, and he can't learn anything. In the end, it only fell to help picking cherries and making jams for Mu Xiaoya.

The two stayed in the cherry garden for a few more days, and Mu Xiaoya finally decided to leave. In fact, it was a day, and they spent almost half a month in the cherry garden. Although they were not willing, they really should left.

Before leaving, Liang Nonuo loaded Mu Xiaoya with many souvenirs, as well as the cherry wine and cherry jam produced in their cherry garden.

"Why not stay for a few days before leaving? Taobao shop business is too busy during this time, I did not entertain you much." Liang Nuonuo said with some guilt.

"Can't live anymore. Fang Hui has renovated the studio. I walked for half a month and became a shopkeeper for half a month. If I don't go back, she probably wants to break up with me." She told her that the studio had been renovated, but was reluctant to send her a photo, so she had to go back and see it for herself. Said it was a surprise, in fact it was urging her to go back.

"Okay, come back next summer."

"Come, but you are not allowed to pick us up by truck and tractor." Mu Xiaoya demanded. Shirakawa likes it here. If he is willing to come next year, Mu Xiaoya won't mind visiting again.

Liang Nuo-nuo thought of the situation when the two came, and immediately laughed, and then drove her dad's van to the train station.

After two hours of green leather trains and one hour of airport rental, the two finally boarded a plane to Yuncheng. When she told the family that they were coming back, Li Rong asked Uncle Li to book the ticket, which was still the first class for three hours.

Shirakawa is not used to transportation. He basically sleeps on airplanes and trains. Mu Xiaoya asked the stewardess for two blankets and gave them to Shirakawa, covered them, and the two of them brought the headphones down and rested. Of course, Mu Xiaoya brought the headset that came with the plane, while Shirakawa brought the headset that Mu Xiaoya gave him.

Mu Xiaoya fell asleep stupidly, and suddenly a sharp cry overwhelmed the volume of her headphones and penetrated her eardrum. Mu Xiaoya opened her eyes subconsciously, and many people woke up in the first class. A stewardess hurriedly ran from the back to the position in front of her left.

"Ma'am, please keep quiet."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll let him be quiet now." A tired female voice spoke to the stewardess, apologizing to the few guests around.

"Children, don't cry, my sister will bring you candy." The stewardess wanted to help coax the child together, who knew the child suddenly shouted louder, and went straight into the human brain.

"Don't touch him, he's afraid to get in touch with people." After the woman said, she turned to coax the child again. "Good, little Mang, take a deep breath, don't make a noise."

"Ah, ah, ah!" The child seemed to be more irritable, his cries growing more and more loud, and finally the noisy passengers could not bear it anymore.

"How can you be a mother and no child can coax?"

"This kid doesn't look young anymore, why can't he be sensible?"

"Sorry, sorry, my child has autism. He ... he didn't mean it, I'm sorry ..." The woman stood up and bowed around, apologizing sincerely.

No wonder autism can't help it.

When everyone heard it, there was a touch of sympathy on their faces, and they no longer accused the child of being insensible, but just wore headphones and turned up the voice, and stopped looking at this side.

Although everyone didn't say anything, the woman's face was ashamed. She looked at her son who couldn't calm down completely, gritted his teeth, and looked helplessly to the stewardess aside: "Can you pour me a glass of water , I'll give him some medicine. "

Other than that, she didn't know how to comfort her child who suddenly became ill, and he couldn't keep him noisy with other passengers.

"Okay." The stewardess immediately turned to pour water.

Mu Xiaoya looked at the woman's pale and desperate face, suddenly turned her head, and took off the headphones on Shirakawa's head.

"Lend me a moment." Mu Xiaoya said, and stood up and went to the front row.

The woman saw Mu Xiaoya coming over, thinking she was another passenger who was noisy by her son, and she apologized. Mu Xiaoya waved her hand, then held the headset in her hand, and in the woman's surprised eyes, directly covered the screaming child's head.

The child's cry gradually eased, and after a while, the child calmed down and sat back in the chair obediently.

"This is ..." The woman looked at Mu Xiaoya in surprise.

"My headphones are soundproof, and there is soothing music inside. I thought it might be useful for your children, so I tried it. I didn't expect it to be really useful."

"Thank you." The woman's hand holding the pillbox tightened, and her child was quiet, so she didn't need to give her medicine.

"You're welcome, take a good rest." Mu Xiaoya smiled and turned back to his seat. Only when she sat down, she found that Shirakawa was looking at her with a complaint, and the expression Mu Xiaoya had never seen.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

"Headphones, mine." Shirakawa was very depressed. Why did Xiaoya give his headphones to others, and there was a sound he recorded in it.

"I know. But we lend them a good use, and they will pay us back when we get off the plane." Mu Xiaoya coaxed.

Shirakawa frowned, still unhappy: "Mine."

Isn't that bad?

Mu Xiaoya stared at the rare and so serious Shirakawa and suddenly kissed him and kissed Shirakawa directly.

"Just borrow them for an hour, OK?" Mu Xiaoya coquettishly.

Shirakawa blinked, then sat upright and stopped talking.

Is this ... promised?

It turns out that coquetry is also useful for autism.