I really don't want to be a teacher

After the little girl said something, she picked up a small stack of books and ran to the backyard.

The little boy didn't seem to care about it, so he followed suit and ran into the backyard with his book in his arms.

Beside, the old man smiled and looked at the two children.

Chapter 573 'Private School'

"...Slow down, don't worry, don't fall."

"...Understood, teacher..."

The old man stood by the cabinet, bent his waist, raised his head, full of ravines, with a smile on his loose skin, and shouted to the two children who ran into the backyard,

The two children responded in succession in the backyard.

"...Young man, I made you laugh."

Laughing, the old man turned around and spoke again to Lian Ge.

Lian Ge smiled slightly, shook his head at the old man, and said nothing.

"... these students, I'm really worried for a while..."

The old man picked up the water glass in front of him, brought it to his mouth, but stopped his hand again, fell silent for a while, then put it down again, turned his head, looked at the backyard, and said something aloud.

"...There are those in the village, every few days, either this family or that family, they will always bicker over small things, you don't try to persuade them, people on both sides are easy to get red-eyed."

The old man was talking, then turned his head, looked outside the door of the main room, fell silent again,

Slowly raised his hand again, the old man touched the bruise on his neck, his hand paused.

Lian Ge looked at the old man, didn't say much, turned his gaze away, and looked at the distance outside the house.

……

"...Before liberation, I was still in the next town, and a private school teacher taught me to read and write."

The old man slowly lowered his hand, looked at the distance outside the house, his eyes were a little dazed,

"...my father is a man who can bear hardships and work quickly. He cultivated a few more acres of land on this mountain, and he has more harvest and income than other families, so that he can send me to study in that private school...he told me, He can’t read, he can’t even understand the notices posted in the town, let me study hard, and help him read the notices in the future to see whether the price of grain in the field is rising or falling, so as not to ask someone..."

The old man paused as he spoke.

At this time, the two children ran out from the backyard again,

"...I'm faster than you!"

"...I have more hair than hair!"

"...I came out of the backyard before you..."

"...You are lying!"

After scrambling, they ran into the main room again. When they saw the old man talking again, the two of them stopped their voices one after another, slowed down their feet,

One walked not far from the old man, stood up and then squatted down,

One stood beside the small stool with the back of the chair, and put his hands on the back of the chair.

The old man turned his gaze, looked at the two children, smiled on his face, turned his head again, looked at the distance outside the house, and continued,

"...That's it, I went to a private school to study."

"...At that time, when I went to study in a private school, in addition to the tuition fee, I had to give the private school teacher a piece of bacon... The bacon was so fat and fragrant, I couldn't bear to look at it..."

"...Teacher, I'm home, and I'll ask my father to bring you a piece of bacon!"

The squatting little boy followed closely and said aloud,

The little girl next to her who was leaning on the back of the chair pursed her lips and remained silent.

"...No need, the teacher is old and can't eat anymore. Look, the teacher has lost a lot of teeth..."

The old man turned his head, looked at the two children, said with a smile, and opened his mouth to show the two children.

"All right……"

The little boy stood up and looked at it carefully before he nodded and sat down again.

The old man smiled, looked at the two children, raised his head again, looked outside the house, and continued,

"...However, in that private school, I only studied for more than a year and learned some words, but I couldn't read any more."

"...Why, teacher? Don't you have to study for many years, and I have been studying for many years."

The little boy asked again, with some doubts in his eyes.

"...Because, Mr. Private School went to war."

"...The private school gentleman is not very old, just in his early 30s. He said that in the face of a national crisis, ordinary people can still sacrifice, and our generation of scholars should be more courageous, so he went."

"...Teacher, isn't war just like the one shown on TV?"

"...Xu Si, why do you keep interrupting me!"

The little boy couldn't help getting up, and asked the old man, the little girl next to him yelled at the little boy angrily, and the little boy couldn't help squatting back again,

Immediately afterwards, the little girl also turned her head, with some curiosity in her eyes, she looked at the old man,

"...It's okay, it's okay..."

The old man smiled and said to the two children,

"It's a little different from that."

"...isn't it the same, teacher, have you ever fought a war?"

This time it was the little girl who made the sound. She was a little curious, leaning her hands on the back of the chair, and the little girl asked aloud.

"... beat."

The old man responded with a smile, turned his head again, looked outside the house,

"... After Mr. Private School left... my father took me to the teacher in the county, and he told me that learning things and doing things, how can I learn half-understanding, how can I do it Half the truth... I stayed there for a few more years and learned something else..."

"...After that, I also went up and down the battlefield, but it was the end of the war at that time, and it seemed that I hadn't been to the battlefield a few times. After a few laps at the front line, I came back again... ..."

"...After I came back to this village, I didn't have any other skills, so I just knew some words. But at that time, the only ones in the whole village who could know some words were me and the village chief at that time...he and I said, let me teach students in the village and teach the little dolls in the village to know how to read and write.

I don't have any other means of making a living. I teach a student, and at that time, I can charge some tuition fees a season, which can make me live. At that time, I was still reading that piece of bacon... just for that tuition fee, and that piece of meat. Bacon, I set up a 'private school' in the village. "

"... At the beginning, I accepted two students... Then, it gradually came over... The things students want to learn are always changing, I will learn first, and after I have learned, I will teach them They... unknowingly, so many years have passed."

As the old man spoke, he lowered his head slowly and looked at his hands. The skin on his hands was loose and wrinkled, and there was still some chalk dust hidden between the deformed knuckles.

Raising his head again, the old man looked at the two students who were squatting and standing in front of him, with a smile on his face again.

Listening to the old man's narration and glancing at the old man, Lian Ge turned his gaze back to the outside of the house, and didn't say anything more.

In the room, it was a little quiet.

……

"... Teacher, Teacher Xun..."

At this time, two accompanying children ran in from outside the house and shouted at the old man.

"...Come here, it's so early."

Laughing, the old man hunched over, moved his feet, walked up to one of the children, stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes,

"...Well, Xu Yi and the others are also behind."

The child nodded heavily, and said crisply.

"...Teacher Xun..."

Immediately afterwards, several children rushed in from outside the house, shouting at the old man.

"...Okay, you all go to the back and sit down. We'll have class when you're all here."

"...Okay, Teacher Xun..."

The old man greeted with a smile, and the children in the house responded one after another and ran towards the backyard.

Laughing, watching the children in the house run into the backyard,

The old man stood up again, turned around, looked at Lian Ge,

"...Young man, please sit here for a while, I'll go and teach these little dolls a while."

"The old man can do as he pleases."

Glancing at the old man, Lian Ge responded, raised his hand, and waved lightly at the old man's hand.

"……thanks."

As if feeling the changes in his body, the old man thanked Lian Ge gratefully,

He stood up again, moved his feet towards the backyard, and walked.

Chapter 574 The Last Lesson

"...clang, clang, clang..."

A few more students ran into the backyard from outside the house, and there was a burst of metal clanging like bells in the backyard.

There was some noisy movement in the backyard, followed by silence,

"...Students in lower grades turn to page 120 and five, and we will continue with the content of the previous class. Students in higher grades, please review in class."

The old man made a hoarse voice, followed by the noise of pages turning,

"...We talked about it last class..."

……

Listening to the movement in the backyard, Lian Ge took another sip of tea from the tea cup, stood up, moved away, and walked towards the door leading to the backyard.

Stopping at the door from the main room to the backyard, Lian Ge turned his gaze and glanced at the backyard.

Just like in the hall and the courtyard, the ground in the backyard is still compacted mud.

Just on this mud floor, there are more than a dozen desks of different colors, most of which have been potholed and faded, with some ink stains. In front of the desks, there are tall or short, some uneven, and the same old. stool,

A dozen or so children, ranging in age from a few to eleven or twelve years old, sat on this stool and spread books that were equally old and seemed to have been used for a long time on the potholed desk.

The roof of the backyard is covered with a layer of asbestos tiles. There are a few pieces of glass between the two tiles at a distance. The sunlight outside the house, through the glass, sways down and illuminates the desks in the backyard. And the blackboard in front of the desk.

In front of the desk, in front of the students, on a wall in the backyard, two nails were nailed to the wall, and a movable blackboard was hung on the wall with these two nails,

It seems that it has been nailed many times. There are still some potholes where nails have been nailed on this wall, and the wall plaster plastered by cement is also mottled and fallen off in pieces.

Next to it, there is a wooden door with paint peeling off, and through the gap in the door, it seems that the wall with the movable blackboard is the wall of the kitchen in the backyard.

In front of the movable blackboard, there was an old man standing, holding a piece of chalk in his hand, writing on the blackboard,

Some chalk dust slid down the blackboard, some along the fingers of the old man holding the chalk, and stained some deformed fingers, some splashed and spread in front of the old man,

After writing on the blackboard, the old man hunched over and moved his feet slowly. He seemed to see Lian Ge, smiled and nodded at Lian Ge, then turned around, and continued to speak to the students in the classroom. up.

Glancing at the old man again, Lian Ge paused his gaze, paused, withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked back into the main room again.

……

In the main room, calm down again.

From time to time in the backyard, the voice of the old man giving a lecture came through the backyard door, followed by the breeze in Lian Ge's ears,

From time to time in the front yard, a few clusters of bamboo branches and leaves rustled with the breeze, mixed with the old man's lecture,

Lian Ge stood in the main room, by the cabinet, listening to the voice in his ear, looking at the distance outside the house, waiting quietly.

……

"...Okay, that's the end of what I'm going to learn today."

After the old man said something, he seemed to fall into silence again.

In the backyard, there was a burst of noise at first, followed by silence,