I really don't want to be a teacher

The old man on his back looked at his son, fell silent for a while, and said aloud,

"...Dad, what are you talking about... We just went out for a few days, and it's not like we won't come back... After a while..."

First, a smile appeared on his face, the middle-aged man said with a smile, followed by the smile gradually faded, and fell silent,

"...the radishes were planted in the field before, have you harvested them?"

The old man fell silent for a while, then turned his head and looked around again, and asked aloud,

"... I've got it, I've got it... I'll put it next to the kitchen, I'll come back after a while..."

Squeezing out a smile, the middle-aged man smiled and replied,

"...The master did the ritual today, is it useful..."

The old man asked again,

The middle-aged man fell silent after hearing the words,

"...Dad, hold on tight...it's getting dark, we have to hurry up..."

Without answering, the middle-aged man supported his father's leg and said aloud,

"...you hand me that luggage, I'll get it..."

"... Pata..."

The old man stretched out his hand and said aloud,

But before I finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by,

The middle-aged man lowered his head gradually, his eyes gradually closed, and the luggage in his hand fell to the ground.

The old man on his back lowered his head again, closed his eyes,

It just seemed that, being supported by something, he just lowered his head and closed his eyes, but he didn't fall down.

……

"...pass that plate to..."

"...it's okay, I'm here, I'm here...you squint your eyes, I'll watch over you..."

"...It's okay, when you leave the village..."

"... Those who can come back, those who can come back..."

Or carrying luggage on the village road, walking out of the village, running a family, a family, or in a house with the door closed and all the lights on, a family in fear,

A gust of wind blows,

On the village road, families walking outside one by one, in houses with closed doors, families,

Either standing or sitting, one by one the villagers lowered their heads and closed their eyes.

Chapter 482 Don't be in a hurry

Beside the door of the main room, the old man was bent over, with his head down, his eyes closed, and his hands resting on the handle behind the door.

At the dining table, the old man also bowed his head and closed his eyes,

The breeze carried mist, shaking the door of the main room slightly, blowing into the room from time to time.

Without turning his gaze, he took the chopsticks and gave the greedy little white mouse food with the chopsticks. Lian Ge casually picked up the food on the table and ate it.

On the shoulders, the little white mouse stood with its forelimbs, holding the vegetables, eating with its head down from time to time, and turning its head from time to time to look around.

……

"……sough……"

The setting sun has sunk into the horizon, and the sunset glow still reflected in the west is gradually replaced by night.

Shrouded in thick fog, the village became darker and darker.

There are only lights left in some houses, which are barely lit in the diffuse night.

It's just that the light shining through the doors and windows of each house was blocked by thick fog in front of the house, making it look dim.

The breeze disturbs the mist, swaying the branches and leaves in the forest beside the village, and then blowing across the village road, every household in the village,

Either standing or sitting, with their heads down and their eyes closed, the skirts of the village people's clothes.

In the village, it became more and more quiet.

……

Inside the hall door, behind Lian Ge,

Beside the open door of the main room, the face of the old man with his head down and his eyes closed gradually changed.

A look of fear gradually appeared on his face, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Immediately following, the old man standing in front of the stool by the dining table also showed a look of fear on his face.

"...Squeak, squeak."

On Lian Ge's shoulder, the little white mouse turned its head, looked around, and called twice,

Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the little white mouse, then at the old man and old man in the main room,

Then through the open door of the main room, looking outside the door of the main room,

Turning his gaze back, Lian Ge didn't say much, took the chopsticks, picked up the chopsticks dishes on the table, and ate.

This old man, the old man, on the village road, in every household, and the people in this village, seem to be trapped in a dream at this moment.

……

"……go out……"

In the dream, the old man murmured, putting his hand on the doorknob of the closed main room,

Followed by silence,

While the door of the main room was opened in reality, in the dream, the old man also opened the door of the main room.

In reality, there is only thick fog blowing into the main room with the breeze outside the door,

In the dream, two figures appeared in front of the old man along with the thick fog blowing into the house.

The dream took over from reality, the old man rested his hand on the doorknob, looked at the two figures outside the door, stopped his movements,

……

A middle-aged woman buried her head, trembling all over, holding a boy of twelve or thirteen years old beside her with one hand. The boy was barefoot, with some scratches that seemed to have dried up on the instep, and the pants were stained with dust. , the clothes on his back were stained with blood, as if embedded in the flesh and sticking together, he also buried his head and trembled all over.

"...Help, help..."

The middle-aged woman slowly raised her head, her mouth was slightly opened, her eyes were staring, her eyes were full of fear, her whole body was trembling slightly,

Immediately afterwards, he rushed towards the old man, crying, with despair and fear in his tone,

"...Help, help..."

Looking at the two figures outside the door, the old man couldn't help stepping back, followed closely, and stopped his feet again.

"...what happened..."

As if he didn't know that he was in a dream, as if he saw that the middle-aged woman was already dead, the old man grabbed the hand of the middle-aged woman who rushed towards him, and asked eagerly,

"...Help, help..."

The middle-aged woman was desperate, crying, with fear on her face, trembling all over, and knelt down to the ground little by little.

At this time, the old man looked at the sunken back of the middle-aged woman, at the bloody flesh on the back, and at the boy who was trembling all the time and buried his head,

Seeming to understand, the old man stared, trembling slightly,

Struggling, the old man wanted to break free from the middle-aged woman's quietly grasping wrist,

"...Come out, come out!"

At this time, the middle-aged woman suddenly stood up from the ground again, and held on to the old man's wrist even more tightly, her eyes were fixed on the ground, her eyes were terrified, and she looked behind the old man,

"...Come out, come out..."

The middle-aged woman was terrified, screamed, grabbed the old man, and dragged and pulled the old man out of the house.

The old man looked at the middle-aged woman with fear in his eyes, trembling all over, struggling desperately.

……

"Old man, you might as well look back."

Beside the door of the main room, the old man with his head down and his eyes closed trembled more and more, and his face became more frightened.

Holding the chopsticks, Lian Ge turned his gaze away, glanced at the old man, said something in a calm tone, then turned his gaze back, picked up the chopsticks again, and ate casually.

……

followed by

in the dream,

Lian Ge's words pierced the boundary between the present and the dream, resounded in the old man's dream, and echoed in the old man's ears.

The old man couldn't help but pause his struggling movements, and slowly turned his head back,

The middle-aged woman also pulled, dragging the old man a little bit.

The old man turned his head slowly and looked behind him,

But behind him, it was not the main house, but a collapsed ruin.

Looking at the ruins, the old man was in a daze,

And the middle-aged woman who pulled the old man out also followed closely, gradually stopped her movements, let go of the hand holding the old man's wrist, and slowly walked back to her son's side, holding her son's hand tightly. hand,

Looking at the pile of ruins, the old man's eyes became more and more dazed,

"...Boom..."

And at this moment, successive roars sounded,

Hearing the sound, the old man slowly turned his head from the ruins in front of him, turned around,

Looking towards the source of the roar,

It was a family in the village,

In the valley, along both sides of the village road, every family, or two-story small building, or a tile house with bricks, stones and black tiles, is sinking little by little, and the tiles, bricks, stone walls and ash are falling down. fall,

And after it seemed to break through the critical line, the houses collapsed one after another.

And in front of the collapsed houses, in the village, a family is standing, looking towards other places in the village,

The old man looked at the collapsed houses, his eyes were in a trance,

Turning his head slowly again, he looked at the middle-aged woman who had already walked to the side,

Opening his mouth, the old man wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

The middle-aged woman held her son's hand, then slowly lowered her head, lowered her head, and the two walked, gradually disappearing into the village.

"……thanks……"

Crouching down, watching, and opening his mouth again, the old man murmured and said aloud.

……

In the main room, the old man with his head bowed and his eyes closed, the frightened expression on his face gradually faded, and the trembling all over his body gradually calmed down.

At the dining table, the fear on the old man's face also disappeared, his eyes slowly opened, and his head gradually raised.

Looking at the old man with his eyes closed, and the old man who has gradually woken up,

Then through the open door of the main room, I looked outside the main room. In this village,

Lian Ge turned his gaze back, took the chopsticks, picked up a chopsticks dish on the table, and ate casually.

"...Old Chen..."

The old man who woke up was no longer as frightened as he was when he woke up before. He looked into the main room, fell silent for a while, then turned his head again, looked at the old man by the door of the main room, opened his mouth, and said aloud,