I really don't want to be a teacher

Stretching out her hand, the woman stretched out her hand towards the corpse again,

At this moment,

The strong Yin Qi in the room raged towards the woman, as if feeling a biting chill, the woman's hands trembled slightly, but did not fall again,

"... Xiaoqian... Xiaoqian is dead? Dead?"

Looking at the corpse, the woman froze all her movements, as if she had lost all her strength, she slumped down on the ground beside the bed,

"...How could you die...Xiaoqian, how could you die..."

Whispering, the woman lost her mind and said over and over again,

Beside, the man watched this scene, trembling and in pain, with tears rolling down from his eyes.

……

Glancing at the couple sitting paralyzed by the bed, turning his gaze away, Lian Ge looked at the figure standing next to him,

The figure was still full of resentment, staring at the couple.

Immediately afterwards, the figure turned around slowly, and towards Lian Ge, knelt down slowly again,

"...Thank you master, thank you master for saving me, thank you master for giving me justice..."

Grateful, Xiaoqian knelt down on the ground, kowtowed her head towards Liange, the tears in her eyes rolled down, rolled down on the ground, and turned into Yin Qi.

"I couldn't save you, get up."

Seeing this figure, Lian Ge paused and said something out loud.

"...Thank you Master..."

After hearing the words, Xiaoqian was still kneeling, kowtowed to Liange again, and then stood up,

"...Master...Master, who are you talking to, who are you talking to... Is it Xiaoqian, is it Xiaoqian..."

Seemingly hearing the voice, the woman who was lying on the bed with absent-minded eyes turned around, said something over and over again, and rushed towards Lian Ge's side again,

Lian Ge moved a step to the side, then glanced at the resentful figure next to him,

Without saying anything, he turned around, opened the door, and walked out of the house.

The man next to him raised his head, looked around, and opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound after all.

And that woman was a little crazy, turned around on the ground, and kept shouting towards the still dark room,

"...Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian..."

"...Xiaoqian, you are obedient, Xiaoqian, you are obedient...my Xiaoqian has always been very obedient, has always been very obedient..."

"...Don't blame me, don't blame me...It's all about that little beast, it's all about that little beast..."

……

Opening the living room door, Lian Ge walked out of the house,

The door of the living room was closed, and down the corridor, the woman's crazy voice followed and gradually faded away.

"...Listen to this movement, I don't know what is going on in the Chen family's house...It's weird..."

"...The couple had a fight..."

The corridor goes down, and the doors of the downstairs households are half open. Before that, Sister Wu and another middle-aged woman looked upstairs from time to time and said aloud,

"There is a dead person upstairs, please help to call the police."

Lian Ge went down the corridor, walked past these two people, and said something to Sister Wu,

"Dead?"

Sister Wu was stunned for a while, with some doubts in her eyes,

Immediately afterwards, as if he had come to his senses, he sniffed the smell in the corridor again, his face turned pale,

Hesitate again,

Trembling, he took out his phone from his pocket,

"...Hey, Comrade Police, there is a smell in our corridor... It seems that something has died for several days...It comes from the houses upstairs...Yes..."

Hearing the trembling voice of Sister Wu fading away, Lian Ge went down the corridor, went down the stairs, and walked out of the corridor.

Chapter 564

"... Hurry up, go back and put on more clothes for you, don't catch a cold."

"...Mom, snow, it's snowing..."

Stepping out of the alley where the neighborhood was before, Lian Ge approached a street,

The streets are still bustling,

The congested vehicles move forward slowly, and all kinds of pedestrians on the side of the road go to different places.

A mother with a child squatted down, tightened the button of the child's clothes, pulled the child and walked forward quickly,

The child raised his head, looked at the sky, and said aloud in surprise,

The two walked past Lian Ge.

Lian Ge looked at the bustling street. The pedestrian who had gone far away turned his gaze, and by the street lamp beside the street, and the eaves of a shop, he slightly raised his head and glanced.

Under the light, a little snowflake fell from the night and landed on the ground with the slight breeze.

Snowing.

Lian Ge smiled slightly, turned his gaze back,

Facing the little snow falling from the night, continue walking along the street.

……

While moving forward, Lian Ge looked at the pedestrians along the way and the scene on the street,

The little white mouse on the shoulder also turned its head, stood its forelimbs, and looked around.

Bits of snowflakes fell from time to time, falling on Lian Ge's body, and the hair of the little white mouse melted again, but it still failed to moisten Lian Ge's clothes, the hair of the little white mouse,

In this snow, all kinds of people on the street quickened their pace, and the shopkeepers of the shops walked out of the house, looking at the snow,

"...Snow, snow...Dad, what a heavy snow..."

A little girl was carried by her father, sitting on her father's shoulders, spreading her hands, followed by falling snowflakes, surprised, curious, looking around,

"...Then we have to hurry up, otherwise, our clothes will be wet when we go back..."

The little girl's father stretched out his hand to support his child, said with a smile, and quickened his pace.

……

"...Old man, walk slowly, why are you still acting like a baby."

An old couple supported each other, wearing thick padded jackets, walking in the snow,

The old man's footsteps were a little fast, and the old lady said something to him.

"...It's snowing..."

The old man laughed at first, slowed down his pace, followed closely, raised his head again, looked at the snow in front of him, and said aloud.

……

"...It's snowing, close the stall, close the stall and go home..."

On the side of the road, a stall owner with a stall was packing up his things, laughing and yelling,

"...Old Xu, don't wait any longer. I guess the snow will fall for a while, and when the snow stops, there will be another stall..."

The stall owner next to him pushed the cart he had set up, and walked towards a place under the shade of a tree where he could avoid the snow, while laughing and talking aloud,

"...No more stalls. I won't continue to set up stalls today. My son is back...Usually, I cook barbecue for others and sell it to others. Today I go back and cook it for my son..."

Smiling, after packing up his things, the stall owner got on his bike and walked away gradually.

……

Along the street, facing the snow, Lian Ge walked, watched and listened.

Looking at the pedestrians in the snow who are hurrying or brisk and happy, listening to the voices of joy or sorrow.

Overhead, the night darkens,

The snow was not heavy, but it never stopped.

After walking along the road for a while, Lian Ge walked back to the square where he was before.

……

In the square, the night is dark,

A few street lamps barely illuminate the square under the night. Except for the shade of trees on the side, the snow seems to be bigger in the square without any shelter.

With the chilly wind, some snowflakes are rolled up, whizzing past from time to time.

Pedestrians in tightly wrapped clothes hurried through the square, then merged into the street, and gradually moved away.

"...It hasn't snowed in this place for many years..."

"...Hey, the snow in Laba is a good omen, the auspicious snow heralds a good year, and next year will be a good year..."

Lian Ge turned his eyes to the source of the voice as he listened to the voice of the cold wind blowing across the square.

On the edge of the square, under the shade of a tree, in a place sheltered from the wind,

Open a big umbrella to block the wind and snow falling from the night,

Under the big umbrella, there is a wire hanging on the umbrella bone, and there is an incandescent lamp on it. The incandescent lamp is on, and the light disperses the surrounding night.

Under the lamp, under the umbrella, there are two chairs and a stool,

A basin of water covered with a veil was placed on the stool, and an old man was lying on one of the chairs,

The old man seemed to have drunk some wine, and was a little drunk, his face and eyes were red from the alcohol,

Eyelids half drooped, muttering from time to time, chatting with another old man standing behind him,

Another old man was standing behind that chair, wearing an apron, holding a razor in his hand, and was shaving the gray beard of the old man on the chair.

"...That's right, when the snow melts, I don't know how many old people can't bear it."

The old man holding the razor paused, looked at the snow outside the umbrella,

"...How old is it, how can there be such a saying, and there is no air leakage in the room, how could it be difficult to survive..."

The old man leaning on the back of the chair, with drooping drunken eyes, spoke again.

……

Listening to the voice coming from that place, and looking at that place again, Lian Ge moved away again and walked towards that place.

"...Young man, do you want to shave your hair?"

Walking outside the umbrella, approaching, the old man with a razor raised his head, looked at Lian Ge, then looked at the little white mouse on Lian Ge's shoulder, turned his head, and greeted Lian Ge with a smile with.

Lian Ge heard the sound, turned his gaze, and glanced at his shoulder,

It has been a while since I came out, and before I knew it, it had been a little longer.

"...You are so confused, you, how can you shave this hair..."

Next to him, leaning on the back of the chair, the drunken old man opened his drooping eyelids and cursed at the old man who shaved his hair.

The old man with the razor smiled and didn't speak, just looked at Lian Ge,

Lian Ge glanced at the old man lying on the chair, smiled, walked towards the empty chair next to him, and sat down.

"I'm tired."

"...don't dare."

Lian Ge sat down and said something in a calm tone, the old man responded, and then went on to shave the beard clean for the old man who seemed to be drunk.

Then he turned around again, took an apron, and tied it to Lian Ge.