My Husband With Scholar Syndrome

Mu Xiaoya glanced over and found that mid-boots had the best sales: "I thought it would be more popular in winter when boots are more popular."

"These boots of ours are all too fashionable to design. They look good, but they are not very versatile." Xiaoxin feedbacks, "In contrast, the middle boots are better and more convenient to wear. Taking off is also more versatile. "

"Sister Mumu, we asked a lot of people about the boots we pre-sold. When will the factory produce them?" Leng Yi also asked.

"It should be fast. Yesterday Fang Hui went to her uncle\'s factory to remind her." Mu Xiaoya replied.

"Sister Fang Hui has been gone for two days. When will you be back?"

"She sent me a message in the morning. I expect she can come back at noon. When she comes back, we will go to eat hot pot." This winter, people can\'t help but want to eat hot pot.

"Good yeah!" Leng Yi clapped her hands excitedly. She really liked her current job. The company\'s staff was simple, the commission was high, and the boss often invited him for dinner.

Mu Xiaoya smiled, continued to look at the report, looked at the bottom, a big zero in the column of custom shoes, and asked, "No one consults for customization."

"No." While Fang Hui was away, Xiaoxin couldn\'t help telling the truth, "Sister Mumu, if you and Sister Fang Hui say this, these thirty thousand shoes are also expensive, rich people don\'t look at them, no The rich can\'t do it. "

"It\'s okay, there is no cost anyway." Except for the pile of leather in the material room, there are really no other costs.

However, when the two set up their studios, they ran a custom route. As a result, after six months, apart from several friendly sponsors from relatives and friends, there was no custom client, which is a bit regrettable. Fortunately, their brand has done a good job on the Internet. After such a long time, it has become a big and famous brand store. Even every time they release a new product, copycats will soon appear online.

"After a while, if there is no customer yet, your sister Fang Hui will naturally adjust the price." Mu Xiaoya added with a smile.

"So too." Xiaoxin nodded. "Then I\'ll book a hot pot restaurant."

Mu Xiaoya nodded, then the phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and found out that it was a message from her mother: your cousin arrived at the train station an hour later, and you picked it up.

"Xiaoxin, I may not be able to go to the hot pot. I have something to go." Mu Xiaoya responded to her mother\'s news while explaining Xiaoxin.

"Sister Mumu, don\'t you go?"

"My cousin is here. I have to pick them up."

"Well, today\'s temperature is low. There may be dark ice on the road. Sister Mumu drives slowly on the road." Xiaoxin urged.

"I see." Mu Xiaoya waved and left.

The cousin she was about to pick up was called Lin Han, the granddaughter of Aunt Mu Xiaoya. The relationship between the two was a little far away, so there was almost no connection. Although I have seen it once or twice as a child, but for so many years, almost no reflection. She came to Yuncheng this time to see her daughter. Lin Han\'s daughter is three and a half years old this year, and the little one caught a cold when it came to winter. As a result, she was treated for half a month in her home hospital, but her condition was not good. The family was worried, so they sent Yuncheng and contacted Mu Xiaoya\'s mother. The parents of the Mu family were too busy to leave class, so the job of contacting the hospital fell on Mu Xiaoya.

When I arrived at the train station, the train was only five minutes away. Mu Xiaoya looked at a tea shop next to her. I bought two cups of hot tea in the past and came back to wait. After waiting a few more minutes, there were suddenly more people exiting the station. Mu Xiaoya stepped in the crowd to find a young woman with a child alone, and then quickly found a woman suspected of her cousin.

"Lin Han?" Mu Xiaoya yelled tentatively.

"Xiaoya ?!" Lin Han also saw Mu Xiaoya, and hugged her daughter and squeezed over.

"I\'m here, I\'m here ..." Mu Xiaoya saw Lin Han not only holding the child in his hands, but also carrying two bags on her body. She immediately put aside the milk tea in her hands and helped to carry the bags in the past.

"No, you help me hold Leilei and wrap me up." Lin Han gave her daughter to Mu Xiaoya.

Mu Xiaoya took the child. The weight beyond her imagination made her a little bit shocked. She was so embarrassed to hold such a child. Lin Han could carry two extra bags: "Leilei is asleep?"

The child in his arms blushed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

"The child has a fever and has no strength, so he likes to fall asleep." Lin Han worried.

"Then let\'s go to the hospital first." Mu Xiaoya always thinks that children can sleep so well in places like train stations, which is not a good thing.

"May I?"

"I\'ve contacted the hospital, just go directly."

Pushing things into the trunk, Lin Han was holding the child in the back seat, and Mu Xiaoya handed her milk tea: "It\'s cold, warm your stomach."

"Thank you, it\'s too much trouble." Lin Han was a little embarrassed. Although the two were relatives, there was nothing to do with each other.

"Cousin, it\'s too polite to hurt feelings." Mu Xiaoya started the car and drove to Yuncheng Children\'s Hospital. At the hospital, it was a series of procedures and inspections, and when everything was done, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon. Mu Xiaoya glanced at his watch, hesitating if she wanted to call Shirakawa and said she would go back later.

"Xiaoya, is there something wrong with you? If there is something, just go back and leave me alone." Lin Han saw Mu Xiaoya always looking at the time and thought she was in a hurry.

"No, I just send a message to my husband and tell him I\'m going back later."

"Sir? Are you married? Why haven\'t you heard of it?" Lin Han was a little surprised.

"Ah, we haven\'t had a wedding yet, so we didn\'t deliberately notify relatives and friends around." Mu Xiaoya explained.

"That was the case." Lin Han nodded. "When you have a wedding, you must inform me."

"Sure." Speaking of marriage, Mu Xiaoya suddenly noticed a question, "Cousin, why didn\'t your cousin come?"

"He\'s been too busy lately. We said we would come back in a few days. But I\'m worried about Lei Lei, and there isn\'t anyone here, so I\'ll come first."

"That\'s it," Mu Xiaoya said again. "The doctor just said, Lei Lei\'s problem is not big, and he will be cured up to a week after using the new medicine. Here are doctors and nurses watching. Take you where you live, by the way for dinner. "

"No, I\'ll stay in the hospital just fine."

"Cousin, I won\'t let you stay here. I\'ll book a room for you in the hotel across the road, and it will take you five minutes to walk there, without delaying your care for Leilei."

"okay then."

When the two arrived at the hotel and checked in, Mu Xiaoya helped Lin Han put her luggage away. When she was about to call her to go downstairs to eat together, she saw that Lin Han was supporting the wall with one hand and her eyes were pale.

"Cousin, what\'s the matter with you?" Mu Xiaoya was startled and hurried over to help people.

"It\'s okay ..." Lin Han said for a while, "Maybe it\'s because of a day of tiredness and no meals, so the dizziness was committed."

"Dizziness?"

"Well, everyone in our family has dizziness. It\'s not a problem, just take it easy." It seems that, as Lin Han said, her face has improved a lot, and people have regained their spirits. " I\'ll wash my face and go down to eat. "

Lin Han\'s complexion recovered, but Mu Xiaoya\'s complexion turned pale at this instant.

Dizziness? !

"It\'s not a big problem, your aunt, your aunt has this problem."

This was what her mother said to her a few months ago.

"Xiaoya, are you alright outside, don\'t be too tired to work, the body is the most important."

"What happened to mom?"

"You have a cousin who was overworked and died suddenly."

This is the last winter, her first winter abroad, what her mother said to her.

In the last life, in the winter, my cousin, Mu Xiaoya looked in the direction of the bathroom, and the whole person could hardly stand still.

Is it Lin Han\'s cousin? Sudden death from overwork or the same illness? !

"Xiaoya, what\'s wrong with you, why is your face so ugly?" Lin Han came out of the bathroom and found that Mu Xiaoya\'s face was not right.

"Cousin, I ... I still have something to stop eating with you." Mu Xiaoya picked up her bag and did not wait for Lin Han to speak, leaving the room unconsciously.

She wandered back to the car, closed the door, and did not start the car. She sat in a daze alone. Her mind was chaotic. Her first reaction was to ask her mother if the cousin who she said suddenly died was Lin Han, but how could Shen Qingyi know now. She wanted to take Lin Han for a physical examination, but this sudden illness could not be detected at all.

What should I do? !

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang suddenly, Mu Xiaoya reached for the phone, only to find that her whole body was frozen.

"Hello." There was a nasal sound.

"Xiaoya, I\'ve arrived at the studio, Fang Hui said you went out." It was a call from Shirakawa.

"I ... I\'ll be back now."

"Well, I wait for you to come home."

Mu Xiaoya glanced at the time on her mobile phone. At six ten, was it already so late? He actually spent an hour in the car.

Mu Xiaoya started the car home, and when she returned to the studio, it was already seven in the evening. Shirakawa was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window near the road, playing with Rubik\'s cube. Mu Xiaoya\'s car stopped and Shirakawa noticed that he stood up and ran out of the studio.

Mu Xiaoya just got out of the car, Shirakawa has rushed to the front of the car, he is wearing a dark blue sweater, and he has a hint of coffee.

"Come back." Shirakawa went to pull Mu Xiaoya\'s hand, and frowned when he started, then stretched out two hands and wrapped Mu Xiaoya\'s hand, "It\'s so cool."

"Can it be cold outside? Come in quickly." Fang Hui stood at the door, and could not help rolling his eyes. The couple was enough, so Xiu Ai couldn\'t find a warmer place to show.

Shirakawa pulled Mu Xiaoya in, and when he got closer, Fang Hui found that Mu Xiaoya\'s look was a little bit wrong, and suddenly she became nervous.

"Shirakawa, make a cup of coffee for Xiaoya," Fang Hui reminded Shirakawa.

Shirakawa waited for Mu Xiaoya to sit down and immediately went to the bar to make coffee. Because Mu Xiaoya liked to drink and he came to the studio almost every day, he gradually learned to make coffee.

"What\'s wrong with you?" Fang Hui sat opposite Mu Xiaoya and asked with concern.

"Fang Hui ... what would you do if you knew someone might be dying?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

"Who is dying?" Fang Hui frowned.

"If ... I\'m dying?"

"I am!" Fang Hui snorted before pulling Mu Xiaoya nervously, "What\'s wrong with you, what\'s wrong with you?"

"I just assume."

"Assuming a fart, is your brain ill, did you go to the hospital and get infected by the virus?" Fang Huiqi, who was frightened, scolded.

"No, I was in the hospital just now, there was someone who was about the same age as me, and suddenly it was gone, so I felt a little bit touched." Mu Xiaoya explained with a bitter smile, she did not lie, but if she really said it, who would believe ?

"Feeling ass, are you scaring depression?" Fang Hui said, "Harvest life is a matter of death. All we have to do is live in time and live well. If you want to fight with death, you have a healthy schedule. , Stay active, don\'t scare yourself, and the people around you. "

Speaking of the people around him, Fang Hui glanced at Shirakawa\'s direction.

"Coffee." Shirakawa had already brewed the coffee at this time, and cooked two cups very carefully, one for Mu Xiaoya and one for Fang Hui.

"It\'s not easy. After half a year, I finally drank the coffee that Shirakawa took the initiative to make for me." Fang Hui exaggerated.

Yeah, it\'s really not easy for Shirakawa. He took another step forward and learned to take care of others while getting along with others.

"Warm hands." Shirakawa stuffed coffee into Mu Xiaoya\'s right hand, while pulling up her left hand, letting her hands hold the warm coffee cup.