“…”
No response.
The big boy lying on the workbench was surrounded by a pile of books and materials.
He was completely focused and was not affected by the mechanical sound at all.
"Lord God! Lord God!! It's only been two years, and she's actually popping up again!"
The mechanical sound is lively, and coupled with the boy's voice, it sounds like a cute little boy.
Its sound came from the ceiling, giving this gray-toned workshop a sense of mystery and technology.
It's like a classic scene from a science fiction movie.
The mechanical voice was very angry, "Lord God, how could she do this?"
"You always show off your medical records on the internet, and yet so many men are deceived by her."
"She said it was for you, but it's been thirteen years and she never contacted you!"
No money or things were sent.
Such a bad woman is not worthy of being a mother.
The mechanical sound crackled crazily, and finally, the big boy raised his head.
There wasn't much emotion on his still childish face.
There was no emotion in his eyes.
He doesn't even have the emotional richness of an artificial intelligence.
"Turn it out, let me see!"
The boy spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
He has been in this workshop for half a month, and during this half month, he has not had any communication with anyone.
The hired domestic staff only come to deliver meals at regular times and locations.
When delivering food, someone needs to respond, and it is also "Satan" who is in charge.
In fact, even the hiring of domestic workers was the work of "Satan".
The boy didn't want to interact with anyone at all.
I don't want to talk to idiots either.
In the past, children were taken care of by their fathers, grandparents and other relatives.
The boy was very repulsive——
Obviously they were the idiots, but they always looked at him with pity.
Moreover, this "care" quickly disappeared after the father remarried and had other "normal" children.
The boy did not feel lost, but instead felt relieved.
He really doesn't need or want the so-called relatives or love!
No one knew that the boy had memories from birth.
His brain was incredibly active.
He can receive all the information and remember it firmly.
Although on the surface, he is a "fool"——
When he was born, he couldn't cry and the doctor almost suspected he was mute.
At the age of three, he still couldn't speak, and his family and doctors once again suspected that he was a mute and a fool.
At the age of five, he was "cleared" from several kindergartens one after another. In addition to being aloof and unsociable, it was also because the teachers found that the child could not even do the simplest 1+1 after teaching him for several months.
"This is a fool!"
"Yeah, is he developmentally delayed?"
"Maybe it's autism."
"It's better to go to a big hospital for a checkup immediately. Don't delay the baby."
"...If he's really sick, then find a way to get a disability certificate for the child so you can have another child!"
People around are all "enthusiastically" giving suggestions to the child's family.
They thought the child was stupid and couldn't understand.
In fact, the boy took all the words to heart.
Am I stupid?
Aren't you all stupid?
Why ask such a stupid question as 1+1?
Any even number ≥6 can be expressed as the sum of two odd prime numbers; any odd number ≥9 can be expressed as the sum of no more than three odd prime numbers.
The boy's magical brain has already thought of the Goldbach conjecture, one of the three major mathematical problems in the world, from the simplest mathematical problem 1+1=2.
His thoughts were as wild as a horse's horse, and he himself was immersed in the magical mathematical world he had created.
Such an obsessive state is considered "dementia" by others.
"He doesn't speak, his eyes are fixed, and he sits there all day long."
"This child is obviously different from other children."
"We suggest that parents go to the hospital for a check-up."
Several kindergarten principals tried to persuade them in a tactful way.
Their meaning is very clear: go get checked and get treatment if you are sick.
If the disease cannot be cured, you can also go to a corresponding special education institution.
Sending abnormal children to normal schools is not only a torture to the teachers and other children, but also irresponsible to the children themselves.
God knows how devastated the child’s parents and relatives are.
In fact, the child showed his abnormal side from the moment he was born.
The child's parents have been tortured.
Being expelled from kindergarten repeatedly seemed like the last straw.
The child’s parents were completely furious!
Fortunately, the child’s father is a public official. For the sake of his reputation and work, he cannot do anything too extreme.
The child's mother is a famous beauty in their county.
I felt very wronged when I married my husband.
With her looks, she could definitely become a star.
At worst, you can go to big cities like provincial capitals and Beijing to develop.
But for the so-called love, she stayed in that small county town with no future.
After so much effort, I finally gave birth to a child, but it turned out to be a fool!
After several years of hard work, the big hospital in the provincial capital gave us a complete death sentence - the child was diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome.
It sounds high-end, but it's just "sick".
He is withdrawn, cold, and doesn't like to talk to others. He may not be able to take care of himself in the future.
This is a lifelong burden.
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