I really don't want to be a teacher

After the old lady helped the boy dry his hair from the rain, the boy put his feet on his feet, looked into the sieve containing the herbs, and made some noises with gestures.

The old man turned some wet herbs in the sieve again, opened the herbs a little more, turned around again,

"...It's okay, the herbal medicine can be left to dry. Let's eat the noodles. The noodles should be cold in a while."

Laughing, the old man said to the boy,

The boy nodded, quickly turned around and ran back to the dining table, took his bowl of noodles, and started eating again.

The old man followed, also moved his feet and walked over again,

The old lady looked at her grandson with a smile, took a wet handkerchief, and walked towards the back of the house.

……

"...What are you kind or not, girl, please be polite..."

The old man walked back to the dining table, sat down next to the boy, and seemed to respond to what the middle-aged woman had said before, and said aloud,

"... When I was young, my parents left early, and there was nothing else in the house. At that time, I was only five or six years old..."

"...The five or six years old at that time was different from the present moment. Now that I am five or six years old, I seem to know a lot of things. At that time, five or six years old, I really didn't know anything. I understand, it's not much different than that one or two years old..."

The old man didn't continue to eat the noodles in the bowl, and said aloud, his eyes were a little dazed,

And the middle-aged woman who had just lowered her head and held the chopsticks, when she heard the old man's words, her whole body paused for a moment, and then, under the cover of some messy hair, the birthmark on half of her face, and the one along the bridge of the nose , From the eyelids to the face with the scar of the cut upper lip, some smiles gradually emerged, only the eyeball on the white of the eye was staring straight ahead.

Chapter 644 The Old Man

"...My mother, I left first. I didn't have much influence on her. It's just that sometimes, I can vaguely remember it like that, and then my dad. It will be half a year after that, too. When it's cold."

It seemed that he didn't notice the strange look on the middle-aged woman's face. The old man looked in front of him in a daze and said,

At this time, after going to the house, the old lady who put the veil back to the original place came out again, listening to the old man's narration, she smiled on her face, and sat down beside her without making a sound.

Next to him, the boy eating noodles also stopped, raised his head, and looked at his grandfather curiously.

The middle-aged woman was still bowing her head, smiling.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the people at the table, turned his gaze away, and didn't say much, listening to the old man's narration quietly,

In the main room, there is some water vapor, and the chilly wind blows into the room through the half-open main room door from time to time, shaking the shadow of the incandescent lamp on the top and the shadow of the person under the lamp.

……

"...At that time, the house was poor, and there was only one quilt. I was still young at that time, so I slept with my father."

With his eyes in a trance, looking in front of him, the old man continued to speak,

"...The night before, my dad told me something before going to bed. I forgot what I said, but I remembered being next to my dad. I fell asleep in a daze. In the middle of the night, I was caught Woke up from hunger. At that time, there was nothing to eat in the house, and waking up from hunger in the middle of the night was a common occurrence.

After waking up, when I turned over and met my father, my father's body was already completely cold. At that time, I didn't understand, turned over, and fell asleep again in a daze. "

"... woo woo woo, um..."

Next to him, the boy listened intently, with some doubts in his eyes, he couldn't help making some noises, gesticulating and looking at the old man,

The old man heard the sound, looked at the boy, smiled, reached out and stroked the boy's hair, but did not explain.

Paused, turned his head, and then continued talking again,

"...When I woke up again, it was almost noon the next day, and I was still woken up by hunger. After I woke up, I wondered why my father didn't wake me up. Ordinarily, he said that in the morning. I should be asked to get up soon, but that day, I was not called. Then, I saw that my father was still lying on the bed. "

First he said with a smile, then the old man paused again,

"... At the beginning, I thought why my dad didn't get up so late today. I was so hungry, I just wanted to call my dad to get up, to get up and cook. I just yelled , I said, Dad, get up, Dad, don't sleep, I'm hungry, Dad, don't sleep..."

The old man spoke with a relaxed tone, smiled, and said,

"...In the end, my father didn't move, he was still lying on the bed."

"...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The boy next to him listened intently, with a serious face, gesticulating, and making some noises,

It seems to be saying that grandpa's father is so lazy and stays in bed.

The old man smiled, stroked the boy's hair, turned his head, and then continued,

"...I couldn't move, so I stretched out my hand to pull him and push him, but why, he didn't wake up, didn't get up. At that time, I was only four or five years old, and I didn't have enough strength to push him. I couldn't push it much... Later, I really had no strength, and I was really hungry, my stomach kept growling, and my whole body was shaking... I was so hungry, my father didn't wake up, there was nothing I could do I just wanted to cook by myself... I didn't understand at that time, and I didn't know how to call someone outside..."

The old man said, smiling, with a relaxed tone, as if to say something interesting,

"...At that time, I was only this tall. My stove, at least has one this tall."

As the old man said, he moved his hand to the edge of the table and made a gesture,

"...At least, with a distance of tens of centimeters, I raised my hand, lifted it up, and stood on tiptoe, so that my hands could barely reach the edge of the stove, and I couldn't even see what was on the stove."

The old man smiled and said,

"...That can't be helped, I have to cook, that's it, let alone cooking, I can't help it even if I mix water into the pot. I just moved a stool from the main room. That stool, too. It's not much shorter than me, and it's a little above the chest, but with a stool next to it, I can barely climb up."

"...I went to take the ladle first, and filled it with water... I don't know at that time, whether I was very hungry, or what, I filled a ladle full of water, my hands were trembling, and I walked all the way. The water was sprinkled all the way, and when I got to the stove, half of the water was left. After I stepped on the low stool, put the ladle on the stove, climbed up on the high stool, mixed the water in, and the water was gone. That's all.

I just went back and forth like that, filled the water so many times, ruined the water in the bucket, and got soaked all over, water dripped from the bottom of my trousers, and I even fell down. Steady, I fell down when I stood up.But finally, I added water. "

The incandescent lamp swayed slightly, swaying some lights down, shaking the shadow of the person under the lamp,

The voice of the old man rang under the lamp,

The boy sitting next to the old man listened attentively, as if listening to an interesting story,

The old lady sat by and listened too,

The middle-aged woman listened, smiling, and the smiles gradually increased.

Listening quietly to the old man's narration, he picked out the noodles in the chopstick bowl and ate, Lian Ge didn't say much.

……

"...Then, I just learned what my father did when he cooked rice. I filled more than half a bowl of bran, and then filled half a bowl of rice, and put them into the pot without covering the pot. I was so hungry that I felt so hungry. I'm trembling, I can't lift it."

The old man smiled and said in a relaxed tone,

"...Then, I ran to the stove door to light the fire. Fortunately, there was still a box of matches next to the stove door. It should be called matches at that time. I took the match and struck... the result , that hand was trembling really badly... The matches were either cut off by me one by one, or they went out before they had time to ignite the fire... If my dad would My son is still watching, knowing that I have wasted so many matches, and reckoning, he can beat me hard and clean me up."

The old man laughed and continued,

"...In the end, I ignited the fire with great difficulty, and finally ignited the clothes on my back, but the front did not ignite, and the front was soaked..."

"...The fire ignited from the back, and then it sprang up. My back and my hair were all ignited. The pain made me roll all over the floor, but I was so hungry that I couldn't even roll anymore... "

"...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Beside, the boy who listened intently became anxious, gestured and made some noises,

"...It's all right, grandpa is all right."

Turning his head, the old man stroked the boy's hair, said something out loud with a smile, turned his head, and continued talking,

"...Later, it was the neighbor's house next door. Hearing the movement in this house, he ran over and put out the fire on my body. He took me to their house first and gave me a meal. .”

The old man said, raised his head, his eyes were a little dazed,

"...At that time, the village was not rich. I only had a set of thick winter clothes, and I burned them through. There was a big hole in my back. Actually, the neighbor's house didn't have many thick clothes, but I still gave them to me. Give me one and let me wear it."

Chapter 645

"...With that thick clothes, I didn't freeze to death at that moment."

Under the incandescent lamp, with a bit of chill, the breeze of water vapor blows into the room from time to time, shaking the shadow of the person under the lamp.

The old man looked in front of him with some cloudy eyes, and said,

The old lady stretched out her wrinkled hand and placed it on the back of the old man's hand.

The old man turned his head, looked at the old lady, turned around, smiled again and continued,

"...Now on my back, I was burnt back then, and there are a lot of scars left."

No matter how relaxed the tone was, the old man said with a smile.

The boy who was listening intently turned around and looked at the old man's back with concern.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged woman beside the table with her head bowed and a smile on her face, and then glanced at the people at the table, but did not say anything, and quietly listened to the old man's narration.

……

"...It's okay, grandpa doesn't hurt, it's been gone for a long time."

Under the lamp, the old man turned his head, smiled and said aloud to the boy who was looking at him with concern, turned his head, paused, and continued,

"...I grew up eating a lot of food. At that time, I was only so young. After my father left, I didn't have any other relatives. I just relied on eating in this house in the village. Eat at that house. When I go to the village to eat, I run to the door of other people's houses, and when they have eaten, I stand at the door and watch..."

"... At that time, it was not easy for anyone. The food in the field was only harvested, and it was not certain whether the food in the house was enough for the family. Every family was starving. But, this family in the village The householders watched me commit crimes, and would still give me a bowl of rice from time to time. Although it was impossible to eat too much, it still didn’t starve me to death. I survived by relying on the bowls of porridge and porridge.

The few medical prescriptions I know now were also taught to me by the old doctor in the village at that time. "

The old man laughed and said, looked outside the house, then turned his head,

"...So let me tell you, everyone has a rare time, if you can help, you can help."

"...Young man, big girl, tell me, is this the truth?"

Turning his head, the old man said to Lian Ge and the middle-aged woman.

Hearing the sound, turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the old man and smiled slightly.

Next to her, the middle-aged woman was still bowing her head, her eyes with only whites followed the other eye and stared straight at the front, the smiles gradually appeared on her face, as if she was listening to something funny.

"...Young man, there is still some noodles in the pot, I'll go and add some more for you."

The old man turned his head, smiled, looked at Lian Ge again, and said aloud,

"Thank you, old man, one bowl is enough."

"……to make."

The old man responded with a smile, then lowered his head to look at the boy beside him,

"...Xiao Qi, do you still want to eat?"

There was still half a bowl of noodles left in the noodle bowl in front of the boy. Hearing the sound, the boy looked at the old man, then at the noodle bowl in front of him, hesitated, and shook his head.

"...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"...I picked too many noodles this time. Don't do this next time, or the food will be wasted."

"... woo woo woo, um..."

Hearing the old man's words, the boy gestured seriously and made some noises.

"...Okay, then eat when you're hungry later."

Smiling, the old man looked at his grandson and replied again.

"...Miss, do you want some noodles?"

Beside, the old lady looked at her grandson and the old man, turned her head, and greeted the middle-aged woman with a smile.

"...The old man was also an orphan when he was a child."

At this time, the middle-aged woman raised her head again, her messy hair parted to the sides, revealing a face with birthmarks and scars on the edges of the birthmarks.With a smile on his face, the raised and wrinkled scar became more distorted.Instead of responding to the old lady's words, she turned her head, looked at the old man, and said aloud,

"Since the old man has told about himself, I will also tell the old man about mine."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, the incandescent light reflected on her face, reflecting the horrible scars, birthmarks, and the eyeball with only the white of the eye, and the lips cut by the scars.

The boy sitting at the table turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman, with a little fear on his face, he shrank away from his grandfather.

The old man turned his head, looked at the middle-aged woman with a cloudy gaze, and then turned back to look at the old lady.

"...Old lady, go and boil some water, give Xiao Qi a hot bath, and change her clothes. I just got caught in the rain, so I won't catch a cold later."

"Xiao Qi, go and help grandma boil the water, let grandma cook more, grandpa will wash up later."

Smiling, turning his head, the old man said to the boy again,

Listening to his grandfather's words, the boy first raised his hands in some doubts, and looked at the clothes that hadn't been soaked in much rain and were now dry.Immediately afterwards, after hearing the second half of the sentence, he nodded again emphatically,