I really don't want to be a teacher

"...Little Mister, you can eat..."

The old man said something first, then looked at the old man by the door of the main house in the village outside the main house,

"...Old Chen..." Turning his head and opening his mouth, the old man couldn't help asking.

"Wake up soon."

Turning his gaze, he glanced at the old man by the door of the hall,

Lian Ge withdrew his gaze, spoke calmly, and said something.

……

"...Mother, mother...it's foggy outside...it's foggy outside..."

In the old man's dream, the scene changed.

In the same old house, the little boy was wearing a thick and bloated cotton-padded trousers. He put his feet on his feet, took off the latch, and opened the wooden door a little.

With his feet on his feet, his body and head stuck out, the little boy looked out,

Immediately afterwards, a little pleasantly surprised, before closing the door again, he shouted and ran towards the back room.

"...It's foggy."

The boy's mother, the woman was holding a small basin filled with a roughly kneaded piece of dough. She smiled and responded as she came out of the back room and turned her head towards the half-open wooden door. outside, look out,

Along the open gap of the wooden door, a wisp of mist is overflowing into the room.

"...The fog is really not small today."

The woman smiled, put the small basin containing the dough on the table in the main room, and said something again.

"...Well! The fog is so thick that you can only see the edge of the yard..."

It seemed that his mother agreed with his words, the little boy nodded heavily, and then said,

"...Then remember not to run around, otherwise it won't be easy for Mother to find you if she wants to."

Kneading the dough in the small basin again, the woman cooperated and replied with a smile.

"……Um!"

The little boy nodded heavily, then turned around, staggered, towards the wooden door, and ran over again.

Curious, I looked at the fog outside.

"...Mom, why is there such a heavy fog here... When I went to live in grandma's house, there was no such a big fog..."

Curious, the little boy turned around again, with some doubts, he asked his mother,

"...Because..."

When the woman heard the sound, she turned her head and looked at her child with a bit of trouble on her face, as if she was thinking about how to answer.

"...Because, our family lives by the river, by the river, so the fog is very heavy."

Behind the little boy, the half-hidden wooden door was pushed open from the outside. The little boy's father, the man, carried a few fish, shook off the dew on his body, responded to the little boy's words, and walked in again with a smile. into the house.

"……father!"

The little boy heard his father's voice, shouted, and ran towards his father again,

"...Be careful, Dad is holding a fish in his hand, don't rub it against you."

The man said, but still squatted down with a smile, stretched out his other hand, and hugged his child,

"...Father, but where is the river...is it on the other side of the mountain?"

The little boy lay in his father's arms, looked out through the open wooden door, and asked with some doubts in his eyes,

"...not on the other side of the mountain, just here...here."

Standing up again, the man first said something with a smile, and then stepped on the ground with his feet,

The little boy listened to his father's words, his eyes became more curious, and he came out of his father's arms again,

With his head down, staring at the ground under his feet,

"...Father, is the river underground?"

Curious, the little boy asked aloud,

"Yes, it's right here, under the ground."

The man smiled and responded,

"...These few fish were caught by Dad from that river."

"...but, but... shall we live above the river?"

Still looking at the soles of his feet, the little boy asked in doubt,

"...what if we fall into the river?"

Listening to their children's words, the men and women showed smiles on their faces,

"...Then when you grow up, try to build another house in another place... At that time, your parents will also move in to live with you, so you won't be afraid of falling into the river..."

The man smiled and said to his child,

"……Um!"

The little boy raised his head, nodded heavily, and answered, followed by the fish that his father was holding in his hand, and was attracted to it.

"...Daddy, shall we eat fish in the morning?"

"...Fish, I have to wait until noon to eat. Mother steamed steamed buns for you this morning, leek buns, do you want to eat?"

On the side, the woman smiled and said to her child,

"……think!"

Turning his head, the little boy responded crisply, as if he had left the previous things behind,

Drumming, he ran back to his mother, put his feet on his feet, and looked at the dough in the small basin on the table.

"...Mom, how long will it take before I can eat..."

Chapter 486 Collapsing

"...Come out quickly, come out of the house quickly..."

"... Hurry up and go out of the village..."

Outside the main house, in the village, under the thick fog, under the light of the flashlight, the doors of each house are open, and the lights reflected from the house are intertwined,

Shouting, voices, footsteps, mixed and noisy, blowing into the main room with the breeze, ringing.

In the hall, at the dining table,

The old man was a little anxious, he raised his head from time to time, looked outside the house, and looked at the old man beside the house.

Turning back again, looking at Lian Ge, seeing Lian Ge's calm expression, his emotions gradually calmed down.

He took another mouthful of vegetables, and handed them to the little white mouse, who was squatting on his shoulders, with his forelimbs upright, and his eyes were covetously turning with the vegetables.

Lian Ge put down his chopsticks,

Seeing Lian Ge put down his chopsticks, the old man on the side couldn't help following closely and stood up.

Glancing at the old man, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the old man by the door of the main room.

……

By the door of the main room, the old man rested his hand on the doorknob, hunched over, bowed his head, closed his eyes,

The expression on his face changed, mixed with guilt and self-blame, followed by the expression on his face gradually faded,

The old man slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep.

Still resting his hand on the doorknob, without raising his head, the old man stared at the ground under his feet with a somewhat cloudy gaze, in a trance.

"...Old Chen, Old Chen..."

The old man at the dining table walked a few steps towards the door of the main room, then turned his head and looked at Lian Ge,

Seeing that Lian Ge didn't make a sound to stop him, he took two quick steps, walked up to the old man, and shouted,

"...Old Chen, wake up, we have to get out of this house quickly and go outside the village... This house is about to collapse."

Hearing the sound, the old man slowly raised his head, looked at the old man, fell silent, and nodded,

"...I know, I dreamed too..."

The old man answered, paused again,

"Old Yu, go over and help me maintain order first... It's so foggy, and you are running out in such a panic, don't step on it for a while..."

The old man turned his head, looked at the noisy village shrouded in thick fog, turned around and said,

"...Find a few more people, go to Lao Xu's house, Lao Yan's house, those houses with inconvenient legs and feet, and have a look, so as not to miss them... I will follow, and I will come over later."

"...Well, then I'll go there first."

Hearing the sound, the old man looked at the old man, then nodded, and walked towards the outside of the house, where there was still noise.

Watching the old man walk away, the old man slowly turned his head and looked into the main room, his eyes were a little dazed and lost in thought.

Glancing at the old man, Lian Ge stood up from the dining table, moved his feet, and walked towards the door of the main room.

Noticing Lian Ge approaching, the old man moved his eyes in a daze, then turned around and looked at Lian Ge,

"...Mr. Xiao, let's go out too."

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge glanced at the old man, didn't say much, nodded, then moved away, stepped out of the room,

Along the village road outside the yard, Lian Ge walked out of the village.

Behind him, the old man stomped his feet again, followed him into the main room, and followed closely.

……

"...It's us, forget Ben..."

Lian Ge moved his feet and walked outside the village without any haste.

The old man walked beside Lian Ge, lowered his head, fell silent for a while, then raised his head again, looking at the village shrouded in thick fog,

"...It's only been so many years, I've completely forgotten about it..."

Walking a little staggeringly, the old man looked at the village and walked forward, not knowing whether he was talking to Lian Ge or talking to himself,

"...In the past, when there were festivals, my parents still remembered to pay respects... Now, I have completely forgotten about it."

As he spoke, the old man's cloudy eyes showed some guilt, and he fell silent again.

"...In the end, they saved us again... Just like before, they protected us... We, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for them..."

The old man was talking, with some cloudy tears in his eyes, looking at the village.

Lian Ge listened, moved his steps, turned his gaze, and glanced at the old man,

"They didn't think about it, what should be rewarded."

With a calm tone, looking at the village, Lian Ge said something aloud.

"……Yeah yeah……"

Hearing the sound, the old man murmured, read a few words, and fell silent again.

……

"...Hurry up, hurry up..."

"...Okay, okay...out of the village, out of the village..."

"...Let's take a look, help to see if everyone in the village has come out..."

Outside the village, on the hillside beside the valley, the villagers who ran out of the village gathered anxiously and hurriedly.

Either they put down their luggage and panted heavily, or they talked to the people next to them over and over again, or they helped, checking to see if anyone in the village was left behind.

"...Village chief, everyone in the village has come out."