I really don't want to be a teacher

Looking at the pair of grandpa and grandson, the old man's words stopped and remained silent until the two disappeared in the quiet street, and then he turned his sight again.

"...Ten years ago, my son got married. Not long after they got married, they went out to work like the young people around them."

The old man followed Lian Ge, walking and talking,

Lian Ge listened, watched, and never stopped walking.

"A few years ago, they had a child. After Xiaoyao's mother gave birth to Xiaoyao, she stayed at home for more than half a year. After weaning the child, she went out again to Xiaoyao's father."

The old man looked into the distance, his eyes were a little dazed, as if lost in memory,

"...Xiaoyao's mother's parents are far away, so it's not convenient to take care of the child. Xiaoyao is handed over to me... I have been taking Xiaoyao since he was less than one year old. What about his parents? , I can only come back during the Chinese New Year all year round... But there is no way, the family is not rich, and now the two of them have a child, the child eats milk powder, wears clothes and shoes, and goes to school. The couple are away from home, working part-time to earn the money.

The young couple of them are also living a tight life outside, saving everything, and if they have any money, they will send it back and use it for the children..."

The old man's eyes were in a trance, and after a short silence, he continued,

"... Xiaoyao, when he was a child, he really looked like his father, his eyebrows and eyes, as if they were carved out of a mold... that little face, pink..."

As he spoke, some smiles appeared on the old man's face, and then the smiles slowly faded away.

"When Xiaoyao's mother left again, Xiaoyao was always crying easily, and sometimes woke up in the middle of the night... Sometimes, you have to hug him so that he can fall asleep...

There was a time when he cried and cried a lot, and I couldn’t find the problem. He wasn’t hungry, he didn’t urinate, he was cold or hot... I was so anxious that I couldn’t help but wonder if he was sick. I'll take him to see the doctor...

In the end, the doctor told me, don't look at him as young, but at his age, it is the time when he can't live without his mother. If the mother is not around, he will be easily frightened, easily afraid... and will cry easily, and the doctor will also I have no choice but to make me pay attention to Xiao Yao's diet.

... I can't do anything, just thinking, if I hug him at night, won't he fall asleep easily, thinking if it will be better... I just hug him all night, when I sleep, my body Just leaning against the head of the bed, holding him in my arms...

Once I fell asleep in a daze, and I was about to turn over. As soon as I moved, the whole person was awakened. Looking at Xiao Yao, who was almost crushed in my arms, I was so scared that my head was covered with cold sweat ..."

"...Later, Xiaoyao gradually grew up and began to learn to walk... He walked in front, and I was by the side to protect him, watching him staggering so much, my heart, I followed him ...

At that time, Xiao Yao was already very sensible, and he didn't cry much on weekdays... When he was learning to walk, he didn't cry much when he fell down. You helped him up, and he would continue walking. "

While talking, the old man paused, and then continued,

"...When his parents come back from other places, it will be the Chinese New Year...the two of them have been away for more than half a year.

At that time, Xiao Yao could already walk. When the two of them entered the house, Xiao Yao was holding on to the sofa in the living room, rolling his small eyes, and looking at the two of them timidly. He could no longer recognize his parents.

His parents, when they went to hug him, he was still a little scared, but he didn't cry or make a fuss... After a few days later, he got better, and Xiao Yao and his parents gradually got closer.

But, after the new year, the two of them had to leave again... When they were leaving, I took Xiaoyao to the station to see them off.

After sending it to the station, the child's mother was reluctant to part with the child, and hugged Xiao Yao, her eyes turned red... But there was no way, she had to go...

Xiao Yao, just clutching my clothes, standing next to me, just watching like that, neither crying nor fussing... Xiao Yao, he is always so sensible, and being so sensible makes people feel distressed..."

Lian Ge listened quietly, looking at the mottled and old buildings passing by, stepping on the ground with potholes from time to time, walking,

The old man also followed step by step, looking into the distance, in a daze, and said,

"...When it was Chinese New Year the next year, I was still at that station, and Xiaoyao and I went to see his parents off.

At this time, Xiao Yao was older again and began to understand some things.

He is still the same as before, not crying or fussing, watching his parents leave... When his parents left, I took him home from the station, he suddenly asked me if his parents didn’t like it He... talked, and he started crying.

When I saw him crying, I panicked, so I coaxed him and told him that Mom and Dad went out to work to make money to buy him toys and delicious food...

he still cries...

I'll tell him... It's not that his parents don't like him, the parents of our brothers and sisters around us are the same, they're all like this, they only come back during the Chinese New Year...

Gradually, he stopped crying, but since then, he has been looking forward to the New Year every day... Every once in a while, he will ask me how long it will be until the New Year..."

The old man said, gradually fell silent,

On the side, Lian Ge listened to the old man's words, paused, turned his gaze back, glanced at the old man, and then at the street with few people.

Chapter 286

"...Just year after year, I took him with me and watched him grow up little by little."

The old man followed Lian Ge, stopped in his tracks, and stared at the quiet streets,

"...He is still as sensible as when he was a child. He usually doesn't cry or make trouble, and always wants to take care of me... It's just that I always feel a little distressed when I see him like this. When I was young, when his father was young, but It's not good to be mischievous, how can he be so obedient... not like a child, but more like a little adult."

"...Slowly, he didn't ask any more. He didn't ask when the New Year was, when his parents would come back. Our two grandparents lived in that small house.

He's growing up slowly, and I'm getting older too..."

"In half a month, Xiao Yao, he will be eight years old..."

After speaking, the old man fell silent again,

Lian Ge glanced at the old man, didn't say much, turned his gaze to the distance, and continued to listen quietly.

The old man was silent, then raised his head to look at the street in front of him, and continued,

"That's where Xiaoyao and I lived. Every time we came out along that road, Xiaoyao followed me. At first I protected him, and later he protected me... as he walked He looked up, looked at me nervously, and I looked at him with a smile..."

Saying that, the old man showed a smile on his face,

"... When he first entered the kindergarten. I took him to the kindergarten for the first time. When he walked to the gate of the kindergarten, he didn't cry or make trouble, but in his eyes, looking inside the kindergarten, he was very scared.

When I said I wanted to keep him in the kindergarten, he didn't say a word, just stood there, looking up at me, trembling all over, but when I left, he didn't cry or catch up ...

It wasn't until that afternoon when I went to pick him up that he cried and told me that he thought I didn't want him anymore... As he was talking, he twitched so much that he stopped crying. He told me Speaking... the neighbor aunt and him, adults don't like children who cry all the time.So he can't cry, otherwise I wouldn't want him..."

As he spoke, the smile on the old man's face gradually faded, his eyes moved up slightly, he fell silent for a while, and continued talking,

"That day... when I fell down in the bathroom, I was really scared. I couldn't help but think, what would Xiao Yao do if I left? He was the only one at home... Would he think I didn't want him anymore? ...

When I woke up again, I saw my body, and I was paralyzed on the ground. Xiao Yao was squatting next to me, calling me loudly. I wanted to respond, but there was nothing I could do...

I looked at him, watched him go from calling me to trying to pull me up from the bathroom floor, trying to drag me into the bedroom, but he was too small and didn't have enough strength...it took a long time, why? Nothing can be dragged.

He cried and squatted next to my body, crying until his eyes were swollen and his voice was hoarse... He is very sensible, so sensible that he knows a lot, understands a lot of things that he should not understand at his age, he knows that I am dead, Knowing that I would never wake up again...he just cried and wiped his tears, dragged a quilt out of the bedroom, covered me...and said to me, 'Grandpa must be sleepy, Then go to sleep, grandpa, it will be fine when grandpa wakes up'... After covering me carefully with the quilt, Xiaoyao gradually became tired from crying, so that he couldn't make a sound. Next to the body, hugging a corner of the quilt, curled up, and fell asleep... I just stood beside him and watched him all night.

The next morning, Xiao Yao woke up, wiped his eyes, looked at "me" in a daze, then stretched out his hand to cover me neatly with the quilt...then As usual, he told me that he was going to school, so he carried his schoolbag and went out... I was worried, so I followed.

For a whole day, I just watched him sit in his seat, silent and silent, and he didn’t speak... When school was over at noon, he went to the convenience store to buy some noodles. After returning home, he took a He stood in front of the stove, boiled water, made two bowls of noodles, put one bowl in front of 'me', and he just sat in front of 'me', talking to me as usual...

Seeing him like this, I am really worried, but I have nothing to do, I can only watch, watch a little bit... watching him go to and from school every day like in the past, and watching him getting better and better every day. More and more silent..."

While talking, the old man fell silent again, just staring into the distance,

"Old man, it's time to let go."

Lian Ge looked into the distance without looking back, and said calmly.

"Yeah, it's time to put it down, Xiaoyao's mother has come back, and Xiaoyao won't need me to take care of her in the future..." The old man looked and muttered, "He doesn't have to be like this now, slowly, It can go back to how it was before.”

Turning his gaze back, Lian Ge glanced at the old man again,

"Do you want to go back and have a look?"

Hearing this, the old man opened his mouth, hesitating on his face, and finally just shook his head,

"It's better not to go back, I'm afraid to take another look, and I will be even more reluctant, and I can't let go."

Without saying anything more, Lian Ge turned his gaze back, looked at the potholed street in front of him, and after a pause, he took out the hell-style communicator.

……

"...that day's teacher, I will take him down first."

After a while, watching the ghost of the underworld grabbing the old man's shoulders and disappearing from sight,

After another pause, Lian Ge looked away,

Slightly stopped, looking at the quiet town, the mottled traces on the buildings, the faded signboards on the shops, his gaze paused.

……

"...Third brother, why did you come back so early this time? There are still several months before Chinese New Year, right?"

"There are still a few months..."

"...Then come back this time and leave?"

On the quiet street, two old men standing side by side were talking and passed by Lian Ge.

One of them looks nearly 60 years old, with luggage on his shoulders, dark skin, seems to have just come back from a foreign country, the other old man is a little older, also helping to carry the luggage, talking with him,

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving... I'm getting old and my body can't keep up, so I'll just come back here and wait until I get old, so I can stay in my own home." The old man with dark and rough skin replied with a smile,

"What about your son and daughter-in-law? Come back too? Or just stay there?"

"They're still working there, I'm the only one who's coming back... By the way, the two of them are taking care of the child. In a few months, when the child is one year old, they will be sent back for me to take care of. Now... I'm back early, so I can tidy up the house and make preparations." The dark-skinned old man smiled, lifted the luggage on his shoulders, and replied.

"Bringing children? Boys and girls?"

"Boy, let me tell you, he is so cute. Those two eyes are so indelible, they are exactly the same as his father when he was young..."

As they spoke, the figures of the two old men disappeared with the voice.

Listening to the distant voice, Lian Ge looked into the distance, his eyes paused, and he stopped in place.

Looking around, it became more and more quiet, only the wind passed through the streets and alleys, blowing the faded signboards, the open window frames, and rolling down the wall dust that was about to fall off...

"...Squeak, squeak."

After standing there for a long time, the little white mouse on the shoulder raised its forelegs and barked at Lian Ge twice.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge looked away and glanced at the little white mouse.

"Let's go."

Smiling slightly, Lian Ge turned around and walked back along the street where he came.

Chapter 287

"...Brother, you are here. The tamales have been in the steamer for a while, and they will be served to you in a while. Please sit down for a while."

In the old small restaurant before, it seemed a little quiet. The waiter was processing some dishes by the lobby door.

Noticing Lian Ge, he quickly got up and greeted him,

"Do you need another bowl of rice for you?"

The waiter wiped his apron and asked aloud,

"No need." Lian Ge shook his head slightly.

"Then wait for a while." The waiter replied, looked at Lian Ge again, sat down on the stool again, and continued to process some vegetables.

Turning his gaze, through the restaurant door, he glanced at the deserted and empty restaurant lobby, Lian Ge did not step into the restaurant again,

Looking back, looking at the streets and towns that are as quiet as in restaurants, Lian Ge stopped quietly,

"...Brother, you came from another place, right?"

The waiter was picking the leaves, saw that Lian Ge hadn't entered the restaurant to sit down, raised his head to look at Lian Ge, and didn't say much, just spoke up and said,

"As usual, in this small restaurant of ours, there are only residents from the surrounding area. Brother, you seem to be a familiar face at first glance. You should be the first to come back."

Hearing this, Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the restaurant waiter, and nodded,

"Come here for a tour? You must be passing by, right? Our place is in a remote area, and there is nothing to see... People in their own place are all running outside."

The waiter picked the vegetable leaves, talked, raised his head and looked at the street in front of him,

Lian Ge glanced at the waiter, but did not answer. He turned his gaze, walked along the potholed street, looked at this somewhat old and dilapidated town, and asked calmly,

"Has this restaurant been open for a few years?"

"It's been a few years." Putting the picked vegetables into the Shau Kei beside him, the waiter turned to look inside the restaurant, and then looked at the street outside the restaurant again.

"In the [-]s, my husband and I resigned from the factory and went to sea to open this restaurant. He was in charge of the back kitchen, and I was in front of the table, clearing away the dishes Collecting money, greeting guests... How many years have passed since then."

While speaking, the movement of the waiter's hands stopped,

"In the first few years, just in the [-]s, this street was still bustling with people coming and going, and we renovated the store again... Later, slowly It’s not enough to slow down, young people have gone out, on this street, there are fewer and fewer passers-by, stalls, and fewer and fewer people eating... Sometimes, you sit here at the door, and you can’t sleep for a long time. I can't see people passing by, even when the weather is good and when there are the most people, there are few people on this street.

A few years ago, my husband and I were discussing whether we should move out, rent a place in the city, and reopen a restaurant... After thinking about it, we still didn't go.

Now, this store is open, just as a place to eat for the neighbors in the neighborhood..."