I really don't want to be a teacher

Chapter 388

"...Grandpa gave it to mother, what about grandpa..."

In the main room, the child was a little puzzled, looked at his mother and asked,

"...and my mother's second and third grandpas. What about them? Didn't my mother say that this is their home?"

"... Together, they went to a far away place."

The woman was silent for a while, squeezed out a smile and said to her child,

Turned around again, stretched out his hand, and picked up the rusty bicycle,

"...Come on, mom will help you with the bicycle, and you sit on it first."

The child still had some doubts in his eyes, but he was soon attracted by the bicycle beside him.

Looking at the bicycle, the child is a little eager to try, but also a little hesitant,

"...It's okay, mom will support the bicycle for you, so you won't fall."

The woman smiled and said to her child,

"...Then Mom, don't let go."

The child looked at his mother, nodded heavily, then let go of his mother's hand, and sat on the bicycle.

"...be careful."

After the child got on the bicycle, he looked left and right, looking at the bicycle, he seemed a little happy,

The woman looked at her child, holding the handle of the bicycle with one hand and the rear seat of the bicycle with the other, smiled and said,

"Now, grab the handlebars of the bike with your hands, and put your feet on the pedals."

"Ok!"

The child nodded heavily, and in response to the sound, he grabbed the handle of the bicycle and put his feet on the pedals.

"Now, mom will support the bicycle for you. You push one foot down and lift the other heel up."

The woman smiled and said to her child,

The child held the handle, lowered his head, looked at his feet, stepped on the pedals, kicked up,

The rusty chain rotates down again with the rotating pedals,

The rust peeled off little by little, and the bicycle wheels turned and made some noises.

"Keep on the handlebars and look ahead...keep pushing forward...now turn the handlebars this way."

The woman held the bicycle and said,

Kid pedaling bicycle pedals with focused face,

The woman's voice echoed in the main room, seeming to overlap and interweave with the voices that once sounded in the main room.

"...Yes, just turn the handle this way a little bit."

The woman smiled, said to her child, and withdrew her hand holding the handle,

"... We're at the wall again, now turn the same way as before."

The little boy held the handlebars and pedaled the bicycle. The bicycle wobbled and walked around the main room.

The woman said, being careful, withdrew her hand holding the back seat, and followed the bicycle closely, protecting it.

"...it's okay, mom is here,"

"...It's okay. Dad is here. Dad is helping you with the bicycle so that you won't fall..."

The woman paused, stood where she was, and fell silent.

Looking at the bicycle, his eyes were a little lost,

"Mother……"

The child was riding a bicycle, bumped up and down on the wall dust accumulated on the ground, and fell to the side staggeringly,

Hearing the sound, the woman hurried forward to protect her child.

……

"It's okay, blame mom, mom didn't help you with the bike, do you still want to ride?"

"Yes!" The child nodded and said, "Mom, let's go outside with our bicycles. The room is too narrow to ride."

The woman heard the sound, looked at her child, then looked at the bicycle, with a smile on her face,

"Okay, let's go outside..."

Hearing what his mother said, the child pushed the rusty bicycle and rushed towards the outside of the house.

The woman looked at her child, smiled, followed closely, and stepped out of the main room.

……

"...Mom, you should hold the bicycle for me as you did just now."

"Okay, mom will help you with the bicycle."

The woman responded, leaned on the bicycle, and looked at her child with a smile.

The child sat on the bicycle again, pedaled up,

The rusty chain drives the wheel to rotate, making some creaking sounds,

The woman is holding the bicycle, following, guarding, walking,

After turning around in the yard a few more times, the woman let go of the hand holding the bicycle carefully,

The child was riding a bicycle, and the seat was a bit high for him, so he stood and pedaled half a circle,

The woman followed beside the bicycle, looking at her child with a smile on her face, protecting her.

……

"...Mom, it seems to be raining."

The child pedaled his bicycle, raised his head and looked around, and said aloud.

The woman paused when she heard the sound, raised her head and looked,

Raindrops drip from the sky, dripping on the yard, on the eaves, on the broken tiles and bricks, on the dilapidated houses,

Looking at the dripping rain, the main house with the open door in front of her, and the dilapidated houses in the surrounding villages, the woman stood where she was,

Looking at it, trembling slightly.

……

"... Mom, Mom, I can ride a bicycle, I can ride a bicycle..."

The child's surprised voice sounded in the yard,

The woman turned her head when she heard her child's voice,

The child stood on the pedals, pedaled half a circle, the bicycle wheel was spinning, and circled the yard. The child's face was full of joy, and he shouted to his mother in surprise,

Looking at her child and the bicycle spinning around the yard, a smile appeared on the woman's face, her body stopped trembling,

"...Be careful, don't fall."

With a smile on her face, the woman said to her child,

"Got it, Mom... Mom, can you ride a bicycle?"

The child pedaled his bicycle around the yard, answered the sound, turned his head again, and asked.

"...Mom won't."

The woman heard this, looked at her child with a smile, and shook her head.

"Then mom, let me teach you, it's very simple..."

The child said to his mother,

"Okay." The woman replied with a smile.

……

"...do you still ride a bicycle?"

"I want to ride a little longer...Mom, it must have been fun when you were at home..."

"...Yes, when my mother was at home, sometimes, I would go fishing and catch crabs in the river with my mother's third grandfather. I would also follow your grandfather, often to the mountain behind...the mountain, and There is a pomelo tree, on that pomelo tree, it is during this time that the pomelo matures."

"... Mom, can you take me there?"

"it is good……"

The child is riding a bicycle around the yard, the woman looks at her child, looks at the village, and says with a smile,

The voice of the words resounded in the yard, and echoed in the valley village along with the gusts of breeze.

……

Along the mountain road on the hillside, Lian Ge walked towards the top of the hill when he came,

Beside them are fields that have been abandoned for a long time.

There are some weeds growing in the field, and there are graves among the weeds.

The weeds swayed with the breeze, and some fallen leaves fell on the grave.

Along the ridge, Lian Ge glanced at the deserted fields and the graves of the villagers. Lian Ge turned his gaze away,

Going down the hillside, in the valley, in the village, I took a look,

In the village, it became more and more quiet, only a few birds flew over the village from time to time,

Flying out of the valley, the river and the lake around the foot of the mountain,

Rivers and lakes are equally calm.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge moved away again and continued walking towards the hilly ground.

"Let's go,"

"...Squeak, squeak."

The little white mouse turned its head, looked around, and called twice.

The voices of voices and the cries of the little white mice are mixed together, one person and one mouse drift away,

The graves on the mountain, the villages below the mountain, the rivers and lakes outside the mountain also gradually disappeared.

Chapter 389 Reservoir

"sough……"

"Chirp..."

The branches and leaves in the forest swayed with the breeze, making some rustling sounds,

The sunlight that swayed through the branches and leaves also swayed slightly,

Among the branches and leaves, some flying birds are hopping lightly, singing from time to time,

The dew that is still on the branches and leaves drips from time to time, dripping on the dead branches and leaves accumulated under the forest.

"...Squeak, squeak, squeak."

The little white mouse ran up to a grapefruit tree, took a picture of a grapefruit, yelled twice, and ran back to Lian Ge's shoulder again,

Stretching out his hand, Lian Ge caught the grapefruit, glanced at the greedy mouse, and smiled,

With a wave of his hand, the shell of the pomelo peeled off, and he tore off a piece of pomelo and handed it to the mouse. Lian Ge also tore off the pomelo, peeled off the skin,

"Squeak, squeak..."

The little white mouse held the piece of grapefruit, tore it, peeled off the skin of the grapefruit, gnawed it, and screamed again,