MTL - My Husband With Scholar Syndrome-Chapter 51 Xiaoya likes me

As long as he doesn't leave Yuncheng, Mu Xiaoya will return to her family once every weekend, and not just leave for a meal, but pass by early in the morning and come back at night. It will take a day. The frequency of going home is more frequent than before before marrying. The parents of the Mu family doubt whether their daughter has been bullied in the Bai family.

"You quietly told me, wasn't you uncomfortable at Bai's house?" Shen Qingyi took advantage of Baichuan to be taken away by her husband, and quietly pulled her daughter aside.

"What are you talking about? I don't know how good it is." Mu Xiaoya couldn't help crying.

"Then why are you tired and crooked every time you come back?"

"... why am I tired and crooked." Mu Xiaoya refused.

"Which married girl is like you, and ran to her family early in the morning, and after dinner, she was reluctant to leave."

"I'm not married anymore, I'm afraid you think your daughter doesn't want you anymore, so I will come back to accompany you more." Mu Xiaoya looked down to prevent her mother from seeing the emotions in her eyes.

I just ... I want to spend more time with you.

"Don't worry, it's all started. Your father and I are busy. How can I miss you?" Shen Qingyi poked her daughter's head with a smile. "It's because you can't come thunder every weekend. The students don't care, I will be more tired when I come back to cook for you. "

"I was born to you. Why are you better at the students than at me?" Mu Xiaoya was a little bit appetizing.

"Why isn't it good for you? I'm not here to cook for you. After a while you are gone, I have to prepare lessons." Shen Qingyi said abandoned.

"Oh ~~" Mu Xiaoya knows that her mother brought a senior year this year, and she will be particularly busy, and she will also have classes on weekends. It will really increase the workload of her mother when she is old. But if she doesn't come back on the weekend, what time should she find to accompany them.

"Also, don't buy so many things every time you come back. The Bai family is rich, but you can't spend it like this. Married girls always buy things from their parents' house." Shen Qingyi Cautioned, "Besides, your dad and I are paid very high, and you don't need to buy anything."

"That's the money I made." Mu Xiaoya argued.

"Don't you and Fang Hui begging to make the brand bigger and stronger, then save the money for future use. Although my mother doesn't understand the business, but it must cost money to do business, turnover or something."

"Relax, don't delay." The brand is bigger and stronger, and it doesn't know how many years it will take. For at least four years, Mu Xiaoya knows that she can't reach Haikou, which Fang Hui had boasted at first. So she didn't need to save this money.

"Have you ever bought anything for Ogawa's family? Didn't you say that the decoration in your studio was made for you by Bai Ye?" Shen Qingyi asked while cutting the shredded potatoes.

"It's ... Send it." Mu Xiaoya replied somewhat guilty. She promised to customize shoes for Shirakawa's mother, but Shirakawa's mother insisted on giving money, saying that she must be the first client of her studio. As for the shoes they designed, the Bai family had three pairs of hands, but it only cost Shirakawa.

"What is it?"

"Send it, it's not very valuable." Regardless, Shirakawa didn't give it. Just like what she gave to her parents, it was also equivalent to the gift from Shirakawa.

"Value is not important. Mind is the most important, understand?"

"I see, I see, why do you keep hitting me, menopause?"

"If my menopause comes, see if I don't strangle you."

"Xing Xing Xing, I'm not going to talk back and be considerate of you then." If ... I can wait.

Mu Xiaoya was lost, and she cut a large piece of potato in her hand.

"Oh, let you peel it, the potatoes are half smaller, go out and play with Ogawa."

Mu Xiaoya was thrown out of the kitchen by her mother, but instead of going to the study to find Shirakawa, she returned to her room. She sat at the desk, leaning her chin against the desk, and the whole person was paralyzed as if without bones, staring at the scenery outside the window.

It's been almost three months, time is passing so fast, the leaves in the yard are beginning to fall.

A lot of things happened in the past three months. After graduating, getting married, opening a studio, at first glance, Mu Xiaoya felt that the past three months was more fulfilling than the previous two decades. But why is it always empty? It is because there is no longer a waste of time.

Every time she goes home, Mu Xiaoya's mood is a little complicated, because every time she sees her parents, she remembers that she has little time left. And this feeling will be much better when you are with Shirakawa, and sometimes Mu Xiaoya herself will forget that she still has a genetic disease. Mu Xiaoya knows that this is because she has changed Shirakawa's fate of being burned, but her parents will eventually lose their ending.

As for Shirakawa, even if he loses himself, he still has his family. In the last life, he did not have a good four years without his company.

"Xiaoya ~~" Shirakawa's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Mu Xiaoya turned around. When she saw Shirakawa, she smiled subconsciously: Yeah, Shirakawa in this life will definitely be better.

Seeing Mu Xiaoya's smile, Shirakawa breathed a sigh of relief. It's gone. The oppressive atmosphere that enveloped Xiaoya just now is gone.

"Did my dad take you to solve the Olympiad again?" Since finding that Shirakawa liked to use the simplest formula when solving the Olympiad, Dad Mu liked to take Shirakawa to solve the problem. Solve all the new math problems. In this way, when he gives students questions, he can be more understandable, even if he is not a good student, he can understand.

"Um." Shirakawa nodded.

"My dad is so annoying. Don't talk to him next time, why do you give him questions all day?"

"Not annoying." Shirakawa actually likes solving problems, because every time he solves the problem, he can remember the days when he helped Mu Xiaoya review mathematics. During Mu Xiaoya's four years in college, he used to do math problems in his study.

Shirakawa walked over and looked out the window in front of Mu Xiaoya. Shirakawa saw his yard.

"After lunch, let's go and see." Although Shirakawa never said, Mu Xiaoya knew that Shirakawa missed Grandma Bai. So every time she comes, she and Shirakawa go next door to take a look. Sometimes I take a book or two, sometimes I just take a circle around the yard.

"Ok."

After lunch, the two went next door.

"Ogawa, let's go to your previous room." After so many visits, Mu Xiaoya has not entered Shirakawa's room.

"Okay." Shirakawa took Mu Xiaoya upstairs and pushed open the door on the right side of the stairs. "Here."

"Isn't your room over there?" Mu Xiaoya looked at the narrow room in front of her, and subconsciously looked at the master bedroom on the left.

"Come here." Shirakawa walked in. There wasn't much place to stay in the small room. He glanced around the room, and then straightened a book on the desk, and sat quietly in the room. The only bed in here.

Mu Xiaoya also walked in at this time. She looked at this small room with only seven or eight square meters, and her eyes were puzzled.

The structure of her house is almost the same as that of the white grandma. The room in which Shirakawa lived was the smallest room on the second floor, with the windows facing north. Even when the weather was particularly good, the sun would only come in the evening. In their house, this room has always been used as a storage room. Mu Xiaoya didn't understand why Granny would make Shirakawa live in this room, how humid it is in winter.

Mu Xiaoya watched carefully. The longer you observe, the more you discover. This room is similar to the details of the room where they live now. Light gray beds, white walls, a gray-white desk facing the north-facing window. On the desk were two books, a lamp, and the angle of the display was exactly the same as the room they were living in.

"From here, you can see my room." Mu Xiaoya looked down the window and saw the white curtains in her room opposite.

"Um." Shirakawa nodded.

"Then have you always peeked at me before?" Mu Xiaoya joked.

"Have."

Shirakawa's calmness made Mu Xiaoya, who was smiling and happy, suddenly hold his expression.

"When did you move here?" Mu Xiaoya asked in a low voice, but she had an answer in her vague heart, but just wanted to confirm it.

"October 1, 2015." Shirakawa's memory is always accurate to a specific date.

It was my first year as a freshman.

Mu Xiaoya didn't dare to ask any more. She was afraid she would ask too much, and she couldn't stand it. But she felt that she should give some response ...

"Ogawa, do you really like me, right?" Mu Xiaoya asked a question that she already knew the answer to.

"like."

"I like you too."

This was the first time Shirakawa heard Mu Xiaoya say he liked him. He was very happy. He stood in front of Mu Xiaoya and smiled like a child who ate sugar for the first time.

"You mustn't peek in the future, just to see ... just look bright."

"it is good."

The two returned after a while strolling, but Shirakawa's good mood continued, and even the Mu family's parents noticed it.

"Is this picking up money? I'm so happy to go back for a trip." Shen Qingyi glanced doubtfully at her daughter.

"Will Xiaochuan not be happy about picking up money, your son-in-law is not the kind of superficial person." Mu Xiaoya said.

"Why is Ogawa so happy?" Mu Ruozhou curiously asked.

"You ask him to go." Mu Xiaoya refused to be a microphone. She found that her parents still used to think of Shirakawa as a patient with poor communication, but she knew that Chuan had improved a lot.

Shen Qingyi glanced at Shirakawa, clipped chopsticks and shredded potatoes to the Shirakawa bowl, and asked with a smile: "Xiaochuan, why are you so happy today?"

Mu Ruozhou was also waiting for the answer with interest.

Shirakawa stopped chopsticks, stared earnestly at the mother-in-law who asked her questions, and replied happily: "Xiaoya likes me."

"噗 ~~" Mu Ruozhou, who heard the answer, couldn't help smirking.

"Stupid boy, if Xiaoya doesn't like you, how can she marry you." Shen Qingyi also laughed.

"Um." He only knew today.