I really don't want to be a teacher

"...Because he doesn't have a father like you."

The old man said another word to the little boy.

The little boy still had some doubts in his eyes, as if he didn't understand.

On the other side, the little girl buried her head lower.

"...Okay. Xiaosi, the teacher has finished what he wants to tell you. Do you remember what I told you earlier?"

"...Remember, teacher, you said that if I have the opportunity to continue studying in the future, I must continue to study, I must continue to study, and study hard... Teacher, I remember right!"

Somewhat proud, the little boy said crisply,

"...Yes. Xiao Si, you should go back first."

The old man smiled, looked at the little boy, and continued.

"……goodbye teacher!"

The little boy spoke bluntly, carrying a small cloth bag, and ran out towards the backyard door.

"……goodbye."

The old man laughed, watched the little boy run away, then slowly turned his head to look at the little girl,

The little girl stood with her head buried, silent.

"...Teacher, Teacher Xun... Chen Ya is distracted in class. Do you want to stay here and criticize her?"

At this time, the little boy who had already run out of the backyard ran back, stood by the backyard door, and asked the old man,

"...You just lost your mind in class!"

The little girl raised her head and shouted angrily at the little boy by the backyard door.

"...Okay, Xiaosi, I kept Xiaoya here, just like you, talking to her, not criticizing her."

The old man laughed, then turned his head and said to the little boy by the door.

The little boy answered again, wobbled again, and ran out.

The old man smiled, then slowly turned his head and looked at the little girl.

The little girl stood and gradually lowered her head again.

……

"...Xiaoya, next year, you should be in junior high school."

The old man looked at the little girl and said again.

The little girl lowered her head, she was silent for a while, followed closely, then raised her head, looked at her teacher,

"... Teacher Xun, I can't go to the town to go to junior high school... Teacher Xun, can you teach me?"

The little girl pursed her lips, said, followed closely, and there was some expectation in her eyes,

The old man also looked at the little girl, his squatting legs trembling slightly, and he slowly shook his head.

"...the teacher can't teach you... You still have to go to the town to study later."

When the little girl heard the words, the anticipation in her eyes gradually faded, she pursed her lips, and slowly lowered her head,

"...my parents don't let me... go to the town to study..."

Pursing her lips, inhaling, intermittently, the little girl buried her head and said aloud,

The hands hanging on both sides of the body were tightly clenched, trembling slightly.

Chapter 576

"...the teacher knows, the teacher knows..."

The old man struggled, squatting, hunched over, his legs trembling slightly,

After struggling, he slowly raised his hand, trembling, and gently touched the little girl's hair, stroking it lightly, comforting her over and over again.

The trembling of the little girl gradually stopped, but some tears rolled down from her eyes and dripped onto the muddy floor of the classroom.

"...Don't blame your parents. If they send you to study in the town, they will have a heavy burden."

The old man looked at the little girl and spoke with some effort.

"...I know, I don't blame them. Just, just..."

The little girl raised her head, her eyes were red, and there were some tears in her eyes. She spoke first, but then she couldn't continue. She just took a breath, and the tears rolled down from her eye sockets and fell to the ground.

The old man looked at the little girl and his student, then slowly raised his hand,

With trembling hands, the old man took his hands back and fumbled with some effort in the pocket of the patched padded jacket on his body.

A stack of wrinkled and flattened money was held in the hand of the old man, and he took it out from the pocket of the cotton-padded jacket,

"...Take it, Xiaoya."

With some difficulty, holding the stack of money, the old man handed the stack of money to the little girl with trembling hands,

The little girl stopped crying, and stood in front of the old man in a daze, looking at the stack of money in a daze,

In this stack of money, there are hundred-yuan bills, fifty-dollar bills, and some one-dollar and fifty-cent bills.

Most of the money was old and wrinkled, and a few pieces of money were torn and stuck together with paper, but each piece of money was straightened out, so that it was so neat and piled up like this.

"...Take it, Xiaoya."

After struggling, the old man's hands trembled, and he said something to the little girl again.

The little girl looked at the stack of money, then at the old man, and stretched out her hand in a daze.

"...Take it. This is some money saved up by the teacher. It won't be useful for the teacher to keep it for himself."

After handing over the money to the little girl, the old man showed some smiles on his face, took a breath, struggled, and said,

"...It's not much money. If you spend it in the three years of junior high school, it may be a little worse."

Withdrawing his hand, the old man took another breath before continuing,

"...You take the money back and tell your parents that the money you used for the three years of junior high school was paid by the teacher. Tell them, this is the money for your education, and you are not allowed to move a cent when you don't have it. Otherwise, the teacher will go and talk to them in person!"

After saying something, the old man took a few more breaths.

"……teacher."

The little girl stretched out both hands, holding the stack of money in her hands, her eyes turned red again, and after calling out, tears welled up from her eyes again.

"...don't cry, don't cry..."

The old man raised his hand again, trembling, and gently wiped away the tears on the little girl's face.

"……Um."

The little girl pursed her lips and nodded again.

"...Study hard in the future, as long as there is an opportunity, you must study hard... This is the only way for you to get out of here and go outside."

The old man turned his head slowly, looked towards the outside of the house leading to the backyard door, then turned back slowly, looked at the little girl and said.

"...I see, teacher, I must study hard, I must study hard!"

The little girl nodded heavily at first, clutching the stack of money tightly, and replied,

Immediately afterwards, looking at the old man, looking at the old man's face full of wrinkles and loose skin, the little girl showed some doubts in her eyes,

"...Teacher, your face has turned black, just like the one on your neck, Teacher..."

At first, she spoke with some doubts, and then, the little girl became a little flustered,

"...Teacher, teacher, you are all right, are you all right... Let's go to the hospital, let's go to the hospital..."

The old man's face also had the bruises on his neck from before.

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

The old man smiled and said aloud to the little girl, then couldn't stop coughing,

Immediately afterwards, it came to a halt again,

"...Xiaoya, okay, you go back too."

Turning his head, the old man smiled again and said to the little girl,

"...Teacher, why don't we go to the hospital to see..."

The little girl hesitated, and then said aloud.

"...No, the teacher is fine, it's fine...you don't need to go to the hospital...you go back quickly, go back quickly."

The old man smiled and said to the little girl.

"...Then teacher, I'll go back first... Teacher Xun, goodbye."

"……Goodbye……"

The little girl hesitated, moved her steps, hesitated, and walked out of the backyard as if turning her head three times.

The old man was still squatting on the spot, looking at the little girl with a smile, looking at his own girl, and smiling at the girl who turned her head from time to time, until the girl walked out of the backyard, out of the house, and gradually walked away, the old man turned back head.

……

Turning around, the old man looked at the blackboard next to him that hadn't been wiped, and then turned his head to look at the desks in the empty backyard.

Turning back again, the old man stretched out his hand first, put his hand on his knee, and wanted to stand up,

It's just that his legs were trembling and his hands were trembling. Just halfway up, the old man couldn't help but fell down again, almost falling to the ground.

Looking again, the old man stretched out his hand and supported a desk next to him.

Stretching out his hand, supporting it, the hand was trembling, the old man tried to stand up again,

"...cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Just halfway up, with his waist still hunched, the old man coughed violently, and some small pieces of rotten flesh mixed with some blood foam and pus were splashed on the mud floor.

The old man's face was a little red, he couldn't stop coughing, and if he staggered a little more, he was about to fall backward again.

At this time, a hand next to him gently supported the old man, and the old man regained his footing.

"...Thank you, lad."

The old man turned his head slowly, saw Lian Ge, was grateful, and thanked Lian Ge,

Withdrawing the hand that was supporting the old man, and looking at the old man, Lian Ge shook his head slightly, then turned his gaze to the side,

"Old sir, your time is up. Someone is waiting for you."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something out loud.

Hearing the sound, the old man leaned on a desk with trembling hands, fell silent,

Turning her head again, she looked at Lian Ge with some pleading in her cloudy eyes,

"...Young man, can you let me wait a little longer...I'm really worried, can you let me wait a little longer and see..."

Begging, the old man looked at Lian Ge and said.

Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the old man, then turned his gaze back,

"Old man, you are already dead. Now you are only supported by an obsession. Even if I force you to stay for a while, the longer you go, the more painful you will be."

Hearing this, the old man fell silent again, slowly raised his trembling hand, and gently touched the bruises on his face and neck.

It was a piece of corpse plaque.

"...Please let me wait, young man, I want to wait..."

The old man let go of his hands slowly, still begging Lian Ge.

Lian Ge glanced at the old man again, using his mana, raised his hand and waved at the old man again,

"This will allow you to stay for another half a day, old man."

After saying something, Lian Ge withdrew his hand.

"……thanks, thanks……"