I really don't want to be a teacher

The middle-aged man paused and looked at the old lady.

On the side, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the middle-aged man, but didn't say a word.

The room gradually quieted down, only the old lady's trembling lips, pained face, and the voice she made over and over again,

"... Crazy... Beast... Beast..."

The middle-aged man was squatting, with his hands still outstretched, looking at the old lady, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression gradually calmed down.

……

"...My father was killed by me."

The middle-aged man looked at the old lady struggling on the ground, with a calm face, withdrew his hand, stood up again, and said something in a tone that could not hear any ups and downs.

Lian Ge turned his gaze, then at the middle-aged man, and listened.

"...When my father was young, he went to work in the nearby village and met my mother. Later, he went to that village a few times and became familiar with my mother. I hired a matchmaker to make peace, and they got married and got married."

The middle-aged man turned around, with a calm face, and continued speaking aloud,

"... This is what my dad told me. When I was young, the two of them were very affectionate. My dad always liked to talk about him and my mom. Every time he talked about it, he was always very happy. , saying that he and my mother are different from other families, that the two of them fell in love and got married freely, and also said that my mother is hardworking and considerate, what should be good..."

As the middle-aged man said, he turned around and looked at the bones and skeletons in the coffin.

The old lady who was still paralyzed on the ground was still trembling slightly, but the voice from her mouth gradually stopped, her eyes were cloudy, and her eyes were a little dazed.

"...My mother likes to eat noodles, and I always eat noodles in the house. At first I thought it was my parents who both liked it, and I was the only one who didn't like it... Later I found out that it was just my mother who liked it... My dad said Well, it is his blessing that my mother married him, so naturally if you want more, you can use my mother..."

"...When I was young, they were very affectionate...very loving..."

The middle-aged man paused for a while as he spoke, his face gradually showed some pain, his eyes gradually mixed with anger,

"...Why, why, later, then suddenly changed..."

"...Dad, why did you beat mom, why, why did you beat mom!"

The middle-aged man suddenly became angry and shouted loudly at the skeleton in the coffin.

"...Boom..."

"...Why, why, why did you beat my mother... You are so loving, my mother is so good, and our family is so good together!"

Angry and roaring, the middle-aged man slammed on the skeleton in the coffin, and the skeleton slammed heavily on the side of the coffin before falling down again.

"……why why……"

The middle-aged man's face was a little painful, and he gradually stopped his movements, stopped his voice, and fell silent.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the old lady who was slumped on the ground with dazed eyes, looked away, and didn't say much.

"...When I was a teenager, my dad seemed to suddenly become addicted to alcohol. Every day when he came back from the outside, he was drunk. Before that, I never drank alcohol, because my mother didn't Likes the smell of alcohol. Every time someone persuades him to drink, he smiles and says that the people in the house are strictly controlled."

The expression on his face calmed down again, the middle-aged man straightened up again, turned around, and continued talking without any fluctuations in his tone,

"...Every time I come back drunk, my dad seems to be very angry. He beats and scolds my mother again, and beats my mother so badly, so badly..."

The middle-aged man was talking, trembling slightly, then turned around, looking at the old lady curled up on the ground,

"...Boom!"

"……what……"

"...like this, like this..."

The middle-aged man's face gradually became angry again. He said and roared over and over again, raised his leg, and kicked the old lady hard. The old lady curled up all over and screamed.

The middle-aged man raised his leg again, wanting to kick the old lady again,

On the side, Lian Ge turned his gaze and glanced at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man seemed to have slipped and fell to the ground, beside the coffin.

"...My dad is just like that, one kick, one kick on my mother, stepping on my mother..."

Falling down beside the coffin, the middle-aged man didn't get up, he leaned against the coffin, resting his head on the coffin, and continued to say,

"...My mother was curled up on the ground like this, trembling all over, being beaten so badly, so badly..."

"...every time, every time my mother was beaten by my father, she endured it and didn't say anything...but that bastard and I both know..."

"... Several times, I rushed over to protect my mother. I wanted my father to stop beating my mother... He always pulled it away, pulled it aside, and then hit my mother... ..."

"...I stood by and watched...I was so scared...so scared...I was crying, I was crying...please...please stop beating my mother...Dad, please stop beating... ...don't hit mom...Dad, please, please...don't hit mom...Mom, she hurts...it hurts...Dad, wake up...don't beat mom..."

Leaning against the side of the coffin, clinging tightly to the coffin, the middle-aged man said, with pain in his eyes,

"... But, it's useless... It's useless even if I hold him... He will fight with me... He won't stop until he's tired..."

"...Finally, that time...my dad seems to have drank a lot, a lot of wine...he seems to have been, never tired...just next to the main room, he kept hitting my mother, ... My mother couldn't help screaming at first... But later, my mother passed out, and slowly, there was no sound... But he still didn't stop... He took a stool and smashed it down On Mom's body... I rushed forward to beg him...he hit me right away...I was in so much pain...I didn't dare, I didn't dare to go and beg him again...but Mom was lying on the ground, Mom was in so much pain ...Mom is trembling all over..."

Chapter 618

"...Mom was covered in injuries, she curled up on the ground, and had already passed out, but my dad didn't stop and hit my mother with a stool... The stool didn't fall down, and my mother was completely numb. Shaking uncontrollably, I fell to the ground next to me, and my whole body trembled too... That evil creature was standing by the side, crying non-stop..."

"...Dad, why, why did you beat mom? You said mom is so good, and you are so loving...My father and my mother are so loving...Our family has always been so good..."

"...Dad, don't beat Mom, okay...You are just like before, so affectionate, okay...You stay with Mom, our family..."

"...Dad, look at Mom hurts so much, Mom hurts so much, Dad, stop beating...don't hit Mom... okay..."

"...Why, why are you like this, dad, you are not my dad...my dad won't beat my mother...you are a beast, a beast...you are not allowed to beat my mother! You are not allowed to beat my mother...why..."

The middle-aged man said, clutching the coffin next to him, got up from the ground again, with pain on his face, looking at the bones in the coffin, the skeleton,

"……why why!"

The middle-aged man said, suffering and growing angry, stretched out his hand and tore off the quilt in the coffin, grabbed and smashed the bones that had been carefully placed before, and the bones were in the coffin It splashed in all directions, hit the side of the coffin, and scattered randomly in the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped his movements, the pain and anger on his face faded, he calmed down, and straightened up again,

"...I got up from the ground. I looked at my dad, my mother who had passed out, and that bastard who was still crying. I picked up another stool next to him, and waited until he bent over. When I bent down to hit my mother, I took the stool and hit him on the head..."

The middle-aged man's tone didn't fluctuate, he turned around, and continued,

"...Then he uttered a scream. He was in pain. It turned out that he would also be in pain. It turned out that my dad would also be in pain!"

"...He turned around and looked at me angrily. I took the stool and hit him on the head again, and he fell to the ground."

"...I stood by the side, and hit him on the head. He started screaming, just like my mother...slowly, his screaming stopped, and I took the The hand on the stool didn't stop, it still fell on his head...I don't want him to hit my mother again, I don't want to see my mother like that...I want to be like before, like In the past, our family... Dad, okay, Dad..."

As he spoke, the tone of the middle-aged man gradually became pleading. He followed the coffin and gradually fell silent.

On the ground, the old lady was trembling all over, staring in front of her in a daze, her eyes a little dazed.

Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the old lady lying on the ground, and the middle-aged man who fell silent, and didn't say much, just quietly listening to the middle-aged man's narration.

……

"...I took the stool and smashed my father to death. When I stopped and threw the stool down, the bastard stopped crying and stood by the side in a daze. My mother was unconscious and lying on the side superior."

"...I sat paralyzed on the ground, by the side of the main room, not knowing what to do. At this moment, my mother woke up."

"... She looked at me, at my dad lying on the ground, and was silent for a long time, then got up from the ground, took a handkerchief, wiped the blood on the ground, asked me to take off my clothes, and dragged Looking at my dad, I wanted to go outside the house... However, my dad's body is too heavy, and my mother has injuries all over her body, and she can't drag it... I just dragged my dad's body with her , carried it outside the house, and threw it into the river outside the house..."

"...On the next morning, someone found my dad's body and dragged my dad out of the river again... It is said that my dad was drunk, fell into the river, and hit the river with his head He was drowned by the stone in the river... and no one doubted it... that's right, the death of such a bastard is a happy thing, and he was drowned in the river. of."

The middle-aged man said, smiling again, followed by the smile gradually fading,

"...But why...Dad, why did you beat Mom...Before, you were so affectionate before, why, Dad...Why..."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he turned around slowly and looked at the old lady who was slumped on the ground.

"...Mom, do you know...you are obviously so nice and loving, how well our family is doing...Mom, do you know, Mom?"

The middle-aged man looked at the paralyzed old lady on the ground, first he smiled, then followed, and gradually some anger appeared in his eyes,

"...Did you know, mother? Don't you know, mother? How could you not know, how could you not know! Mother, mother!"

The old lady collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, looking at the middle-aged man with some pain on her face,

"...Mom, tell me, tell me, why, huh?"

Angry and a little crazy, the middle-aged man kicked beside him,

"...That's right, that's right...Because my mother, my mother is a bitch..."

Laughing, the middle-aged man went crazy and said,

"...How could my mother be a whore? My dad said my mother is so good. How could she be a whore? How could she be a whore? How could she be so unclean!"

"...Mom, let me scrub it for you first, Mom, otherwise you are so dirty, how can you stay with my dad, my dad will definitely dislike you, mom, let me scrub it for you, I will clean it for you ,mom……"

As the middle-aged man said, he squatted down in a panic, squatting down in front of the old lady, and stretched out his hand to grab the washbasin that was still filled with clean water and the brush.

Some water splashed out of the washbasin, the middle-aged man stopped his movements again, the expression on his face gradually faded again, slowly turned around again, and continued to speak aloud,

"... At the beginning, I didn't know anything. I didn't know that my mother was a whore. I didn't know that my father beat my mother because he disliked her dirty body. I didn't know that my brother was a villain."

As the middle-aged man spoke, some smiles gradually appeared on his face. He smiled and spoke, but he didn't know who he was laughing at.

"...But my mother, my good mother, couldn't bear it even for a few months. How long after my father had just buried him, he took that person back to the house. After being kicked out by me, he still let him I know, that evil seed is not my younger brother..."

"...It's great. I finally understand why our family has become like this. It turns out that this is not my family. My mother is a bitch, and that evil bastard is not my brother. Why is this my family? It's just me. An outsider, living in someone else's house..."

"...But, why, how could it not be my home, how could it not be my home!"

The middle-aged man became angry again, followed by the anger faded again, his face was calm, and he said something again,

"...The night after I found out, I asked that evil bastard to go out with me to the riverside... That evil bastard is really sensible, he really listened to my brother, I asked him to go to the riverside and he went... Knocked him unconscious and pinned him into the river."

Smiling, the middle-aged man continued.

Chapter 619 Family

In the room, an incandescent lamp was lit on the wires on the roof, and with the breeze passing through the door, it swayed slightly, shaking the shadows of several people under the lamp,

The boy who had fallen asleep lay flat on the bed, his eyebrows furrowed from time to time, and his whole body twitched, as if he was having a nightmare.

The middle-aged man was standing by the coffin, smiling, looking at the old lady who collapsed on the ground,

The old lady was trembling slightly, looking at her son and the coffin in the room with cloudy eyes, her eyes were a little painful.

Glancing at the figures in the room and under the lights, Lian Ge turned his gaze away, but didn't say anything.

……

"...that evil seed is dead, and that evil seed is gone, so only our family is left, right, mother?"

The middle-aged man smiled, turned around, looked at the coffin, then at the old lady who was lying on the ground, and said,

The old lady listened and looked at the middle-aged man with more pain in her eyes.

"...just me, my parents, just our family. This is my home again, isn't it, Mom? Our family can be like this again, isn't it, Mom?"

"...but mother, why are you angry, mother, why, mother?"

With some pain on his face and some anger in his eyes, the middle-aged man yelled at the old lady.

"...Mom, why are you angry? You stay with Dad, why don't I stay with you? Our family, it's just our family, can't we be together, Mom?"

"...Is it, is it because I am not obedient enough, is it because I am not filial enough...Mom, I must be filial to you and listen to what you say..."

His face gradually became flustered again, panicked, the middle-aged man squatted down in front of the old lady, and said to the old lady,

"...Mom, I'll help you up, don't sit on the ground, it's cold..."

Panicked, the middle-aged man was at a loss and wanted to help the old lady up from the ground,

The old lady was trembling all over, her mouth was slightly opened, her eyes were in more pain, looking at her eldest son, there were some muddy tears in her eyes,

"...It must be, it must be that I was not obedient enough in the past, right, mom... I will be obedient, I will be filial, and I will be filial to you, Mom... Please... please you……"

Not knowing what he was begging for, the middle-aged man had pain in his eyes, begging the old lady over and over again.

The old lady was just in pain, looking at her son, without making any sound,

The middle-aged man's begging gradually stopped, and he gradually pulled the coffin next to him. His eyes were full of doubts, mixed with anger, his face was painful, and he stood up from the ground.

"...Mom, why are you angry... Is it because you are not from our family, is it that you don't want to be with me and my dad? Right, mom? You are not from our family, you don't want to be with my dad , stay with me..."

The pain on his face became more and more serious. The middle-aged man looked at the old lady and asked over and over again,