Little Slag Rebirth

At dinner that day, Mu Lianxia told the Mu parents what he wanted to do - he wanted to study his junior high school courses at home in advance.

Xiao Ya looked at her husband next to her with some hesitation. She didn't know if this decision was a child's whim or if she really had this idea. Maybe she was just angry because of her and her husband's long-term neglect?

When Mu Tianhua received his wife's question, he also felt somewhat confused about what the child meant.He asked seriously: "Lianxia, ​​have you thought it through? Although the curriculum of elementary school is simple, it cannot be ignored, and learning does not happen overnight. Haste makes waste."

"I know everything in elementary school, and going to school is a waste of time." The child raised his head slightly, like a proud and reserved kitten, his amber eyes were as bright as pearls, shining brightly, "Mom, I'm very smart." "He nodded emphatically, seeing his parents still hesitated, rolled his eyes, tugged at the corner of the person next to him, and kept winking, "My brother praises me for learning quickly, right brother? ?”

Mu Xiangqiu twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly when his younger brother blinked his eyes, and said, "It's okay for Lianxia to study at home at his current level. If there is something he doesn't know, I can also guide him." After a pause, he continued. , "And after what happened a few days ago, I think it would be good for his physical cultivation if Lianxia stays at home."

After hearing the last sentence, the guilty mother immediately agreed. Mu Tianhua looked at the two sons and nodded.

Mu Lianxia's proposal that she didn't want to go to elementary school again was approved.

After the meal, Mu Tianhua stopped the eldest son, "Xiang Qiu, come with me."

In the study, the Mu family father and son sat facing each other.

"Lianxia...what happened to him?"

Mu Xiangqiu sighed softly in his heart, why didn't he want to know what happened to his brother?He held and cared for this child since he was a child. How could he not notice the changes in the child, let alone such an obvious abnormality?

He has always thought that he understood this child. His younger brother, who is proud, stubborn, and even a little willful, is always happy. His eternal world is simple and simple, and he is so innocent that he will not hide his feelings. So seven years old That year, after learning that the two of them had half-parents, they would alienate themselves awkwardly.In Mu Xiangqiu's eyes, such a child is so innocent and straightforward that he can't feel any anger, maybe because he has always kept his emotions indifferent, and he even connives at such a younger brother who can't hide it.

His baby, the child who is always carefree, proud and self-willed.

He likes it that way.

Treasure like that.

But as if overnight, that wayward child suddenly became sensible, he was no longer naughty, no longer causing trouble, no longer being awkward with himself, he would be considerate of his parents, he would give meals to himself in the company, but he would also... Crying helplessly in the dream, the smile no longer had the innocence and wantonness of the past, like a thin layer of painting, the thick fog in the eyes made Mu Xiangqiu unable to see clearly, he stared deeply, but he could only see To fleeting moments of fragile grief.

When did his baby lose his bright smile, when did he have complicated thoughts, when did he become so sensible...it makes people feel distressed...

But Mu Xiangqiu knew that he couldn't do anything now, couldn't explore, couldn't force him, all he could do was to give the child time, and then stand aside.

Just like he did before, quietly watching.

I am right by your side within reach, never far away, just to give you a hand from time to time when you are groping forward, so that you can continue your journey.

That night, no one knew what the Mu family father and son talked about.

It's just that Uncle Qin saw that the lights in his master's study had been on for a long, long time.

When Mu Xiangqiu came out of the study, it was already midnight.

He was silent for a moment, then stepped down to the second floor, opened the door, and walked to the bed with familiar light steps.

Under the soft and dim light, the child on the bed was soundly asleep, his pink face flushed with deep sleep, and his small chest rose and fell with his breathing.The heavy heart of the long conversation with his father before was dispelled by his younger brother's peaceful sleeping face, Mu Xiangqiu let out a sigh of relief, "Huh?"

The child seemed to be holding something in his arms, and would rub it unconsciously from time to time, and then continued to dream with satisfaction.

What is it?

Finally unable to bear the temptation of curiosity, Mu Xiangqiu leaned his head over to examine it carefully...

As if he didn't expect it to be like this, the boy's straight eyebrows were raised slightly, and then the corners of his lips were curved.

A familiar soft kiss fell on the child's forehead, "Sweet Dream, baby."

Uncle Qin was surprised to find that the mood of the young master, who was still dark a moment ago, came out of the bedroom of the young master, and his mood turned from cloudy to clear in an instant. After thinking about it again, he was relieved, and the uncle housekeeper sighed: "The one who can really influence the young master, Only our young master is left."

Worry about it, rejoice about it.

This night, Mu Xiangqiu also had a good night's sleep.

After waking up, Mu Lianxia stared blankly at the things in her arms for a while, "Is this really the only way to fall asleep..."

"...I'm not a child who can't grow up. I have to hold a mascot to sleep or something... Tonight, tonight, I will sleep by myself!"

While brushing his teeth, the blushing child swears.

The mirror in the bathroom, which was sprayed with foam, said that he was lucky enough to witness all this.

And on the bed in the bedroom, the thing that was hugged by a child all night was quietly nestled in the quilt——

It was the pajamas that his brother had lent him before.

After breakfast, Mu Lianxia came to the piano room, intending to pick up the piano art that she had been unfamiliar with for a long time.

The two brothers of the Mu family and Xiao Ya each have a dedicated piano room. Xiao Ya was born in a scholarly family, and although the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not up to the level of a master, they are still at their fingertips.

After marriage, Mu Tianhua loves her so much that she will not be willing to let his wife go out to work, so Mrs. Mu who is at home spends all her time on these things except taking care of Mu Tianhua. After the impetuosity of her girlhood was gone, she was finally able to calm down, and her attainments have really improved a lot.

After Mu Lianxia was born, Mrs. Mu, who had been idle for a long time, devoted her enthusiasm to her son, and even built a special piano room for Mu Lianxia.

But this enthusiasm didn't last long, firstly, her son was not a genius, and secondly, Xiao Ya's idea at the beginning was also because of a whim, and later found that her son was neither talented nor "thirsty for knowledge". I really couldn't satisfy my original intention of being a good teacher, so I left my son and went to play with my husband.

Mu Lianxia learned the violin from Xiao Ya, but what he is better at and likes is actually the piano.

In his previous life, he heard that Tang Yufeng liked the piano, and he learned it in order to get better at it. This was the first time that Mu Lianxia put all his energy into doing one thing.

Although it was only for Tang Yufeng at the beginning, Mu Lianxia also got fun from it after a long time. Now that he has motivation and interest, it is rare that the young master of the Mu family is willing to work hard, which really made him practice a bit mean.

The white and tender chubby hands skipped over the cold and clean cover, and landed on the violin on the side instead.

An inconspicuous sigh slipped through Mu Lianxia's eyes, and she whispered to herself, "I haven't heard your voice for a long time."

Holding the piano in the left hand and the bow in the right hand, standing upright in the light with a young figure, young and depressed, soft and strong, mixed into an unspeakable demeanor. There is his seductive and timeless place.

It's just that after a while, the person playing the violin stopped with his mouth twitching, because the effect was really...not satisfactory.

What Mu Lianxia just played is one of Paganini's "24 Caprices", which uses a lot of difficult performance skills and has been recognized as a touchstone for violinists.Mu Lianxia knew that she was strange

After a long time, it must be impossible to play this piece without any mistakes. He just wanted to see how far he could do it.

It’s just that I didn’t expect the effect to be so... “amazing”, although it’s still a little short of “magic sound piercing the ears”, but it’s really... only a little short...

The child stared at the piano on his shoulders with big glazed eyes--the head of the piano is straight and balanced, the curve of the piano body is smooth and elegant, the color is bright but unobtrusive, and the sound quality is also transparent and powerful. It is a good piano with excellent workmanship... , the point is not here! Turn the table!

"I'd better practice from scratch..."

Mu Lianxia sighed resignedly, and started from the simple etude.

The author has something to say: Uncle Qin: "Young master, I heard that your sleep quality has improved significantly recently, so please teach Uncle Qin if you have any tricks~~ Alas, ╮(╯_╰)╭Old man, Uncle Qin has already Haven't slept like a baby in a long time."

Baby Xiaoxia: "Uncle Qin, my method is useless to you..."

Uncle Qin: "(⊙o⊙)!"

Mou Bai: "It's true, Uncle Qin, Baby Xiaoxia's mascot will definitely not let you, ahem... enjoy sleeping like a baby or something."

Uncle Qin: "Huh? [Mascot sleep aid method] is popular now?" The butler uncle pointed at each other, "Young master, lend me your mascot to have a look~~"

Mu Xiangqiu: "Let me borrow him, baby, the author just set the attribute of Uncle Qin who is in the cute mode to [unable to refuse]."

Baby Xiaoxia ==?

Mu Xiangqiu: "According to recent surveys, our ratings increased by N percentage points as soon as Uncle Qin showed his cuteness."

Baby Xiaoxia: "Okay, what should I do when I sleep tonight..."

The corner of Mu Xiangqiu's mouth curled into a faint smile, and he patted the child's head, "You can hug me to sleep."

PS: Sajia doesn't know much about music. If you make a mistake that is really annoying, please feel free...