I really don't want to be a teacher

Chapter 648 Disgusting

"Girl you..."

In the main room, at the table, the old man looked at the middle-aged woman, opened his mouth, and wanted to say another word of comfort, but he didn't seem to know what to say.

The middle-aged woman was still smiling, and the lights from the roof were shining on her face.

"...The next day, after he sobered up, he looked at me as if he felt disgusted. He looked at me as if he felt something dirty. He just looked at me with disgust and kicked me again. Foot, beat me up, and then went back to the house."

Laughing, the middle-aged woman said, turning her head again,

"It really hurts, it hurts me... Tell me, why, why does my father feel sick, why does he feel sick..."

Turning her head, she seemed to be puzzled, but with a smile on her face, the middle-aged woman asked the old man and Lian Ge.

"Eh……"

The old man looked at the middle-aged woman, couldn't help sighing, stood up, walked towards the door of the main room, and closed the half door that was soaked in cold wind.

Listening to the voice in his ear, Lian Ge didn't turn his head and didn't answer.

The middle-aged woman smiled more and more, and said aloud again,

"...That's right, I'm such a beast, how can I be so dirty, look at me like this, how can I not be disgusted by my appearance..."

The middle-aged woman raised her hand and reached out to touch the half of the face with the birthmark, with a smile on her face, she continued,

"I was kicked a few times like that, and after the beating, I curled up on the ground and was in pain for a long time. It seemed to be noon before I got up from the floor of the main room again. When I got up, I put on clothes one by one, Crawling a little bit, holding on, getting up from the ground. It hurts...it hurts, it seems to hurt more than before... I moved a little bit, a little bit to the kitchen, and I found a broken mirror , I want to see, see again, why my father, why my father is so disgusting... Then I looked at the face in the mirror, it was so disgusting, so disgusting, it turned out that it was really so disgusting, I never felt it, then His face turned out to be so disgusting..."

Smiling, the middle-aged woman stretched out her hand, gently rubbed half of her face with the birthmark, and said,

"...How can I be so disgusting, how can I be so disgusting...I don't want my father to disgust me so much, I don't want my father to disgust me so much..."

The fingers rubbing that half of her face became heavier, and traces were drawn on her face. The middle-aged woman was still smiling,

"...It's because of this half of my face that I am so disgusting. If I don't have this half of my face, then I, am I not so disgusting..."

The fingers caressing the half of the face stopped on the scar under the eyelids, the middle-aged woman seemed to have a heavier hand, pressing the scar that looked like a twisted worm, smiled, and continued,

"... I stepped on my feet, little by little, moved to the chopping board in the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and I want to cut off half of my face. If I cut it off, it won't be disgusting, my father won't It will make me sick..."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said,

Next to him, the door of the main room was slightly closed, and he took a stool to block it from being blown away by the wind. From the eyelids to the scar that cut his upper lip, he couldn't help sighing again.

"...I took a knife and a mirror, and cut down under the eyes, along the edge of the nose, and along the edge of the disgusting face..."

Seemingly exerting some force, the middle-aged woman pressed the scar with her fingers, moved it from the eyelid down, with a smile on her face, and said aloud,

"...It really hurts, it hurts so much...It hurts so much that my hand can't stop shaking, even the hand holding the knife can't stop shaking, but the more it trembles, the more it hurts..."

"...I cut it down little by little, I want to cut off half of this disgusting face, but it hurts...it really hurts, it really hurts..."

"...Hand trembling uncontrollably, the kitchen knife in my hand is becoming more and more unsteady, I want to cut off half of this disgusting thing, but it hurts...it hurts..."

The middle-aged woman said, her eyes looked forward, her eyes seemed to be pleading, her fingers rested on the cut lips,

"...The kitchen knife fell on the ground, I failed to cut off half of this disgusting thing... How could I not cut it off, how could I not cut it off..."

"...I don't want my father to disgust me, how can I make my father disgust me, how can I make my father disgust me... But it really hurts, it really hurts..."

The middle-aged woman looked at her with pleading eyes, but her mouth and face gradually smiled, and she clasped the scar with her hands and kept scratching.

"...Girl, I know you are uncomfortable, but don't..."

The old man watched the middle-aged woman grabbing his face fiercely, and couldn't help saying something.

"...How can I make my father disgust me, how can I make my father disgust me..."

The middle-aged woman didn't seem to notice it, her hands were still clutching the scar tightly, the smile on her face gradually increased, the pleading in her eyes gradually faded, she seemed to be laughing,

"... How can I make my father disgust me... I don't want my father to disgust me... I bent down a little bit, and picked up the kitchen knife that fell on the ground."

The middle-aged woman paused with her raised hand, then put it down again, smiling with some scratches on her face, and said,

"... I took the kitchen knife, moved my feet a little bit, and walked into the house a little bit. My whole body hurts, and my face hurts too... I took the kitchen knife and walked into my father's room.

I shouldn't have entered my father's room, how could a bastard get into the bedroom, my father would be angry... But, I don't want my father to disgust me, how can I make my father disgust me..."

With a smile on her face, the middle-aged woman looked in front of her and said,

"...I took the kitchen knife and walked into my father's bedroom. My father was lying on the bed, asleep. Maybe he was exhausted. He slept soundly...I took the kitchen knife and walked into my father's bedroom. By the bed, the blood on the kitchen knife, the blood on my face, all dripped on my dad's face... such a dirty thing, how could such a dirty thing drip on my dad's face, he would be upset and disgusted Yes, I don't want to make him sick, I raised the knife, I don't want to make my father sick..."

The middle-aged woman was still smiling and said,

"girl……"

Beside, the old man couldn't help calling out when he heard the middle-aged woman's narration,

"...The first cut was not accurate. I was in too much pain. I couldn't stop shaking. I cut him on the face. It was fine. My father's blood was cleaner than mine. The blood he bleed dripped on his face. The blood on the face was washed clean..."

Smiling, the middle-aged woman looked in front of her and continued,

"...Then, my dad woke up, he seemed to be in pain, and screamed a little bit, I hurriedly asked, Dad, does it hurt, bear with it, it will be fine soon... I raised the knife again, and chopped He slashed. My father stretched out his hand to block it, but he was addicted to alcohol and trembled violently, and he had no strength. He had a knife cut in the neck..."

"...There's so much blood, even my body was washed clean. Slowly, my father stopped moving..."

"...In this way, my father won't disgust me..."

"...How can I make my father sick of me..."

Under the incandescent lamp, the middle-aged woman smiled on her face with twisted scars and birthmarks, and her words echoed.

Chapter 649 Good and Evil

"...Girl, you..."

In the main room, under the incandescent lamp, the middle-aged woman smiled,

Looking at the middle-aged woman, the old man hesitated to speak, and sighed, but he still couldn't say anything.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged woman with a smile on his face, paused his gaze, said nothing, turned his gaze again, and looked outside the main room door.

The half-opened door of the main room seemed unable to block the chilly breeze, which rolled into the eaves with the falling drizzle and slapped on the door.

In the room, it became more and more quiet.

The light from the incandescent lamp above reflects the smile on the face of the middle-aged woman.

It seems that there is only the cold wind that is getting colder, mixed with some rustling sounds.

……

"...After he stopped moving, I took a kitchen knife and stood beside the bed for a long time."

The middle-aged woman said, with a smile on her face, looking in front of her, her intact eye was a little dazed, as if recalling,

"...I didn't come out of that room until the blood stained on the bed started to coagulate and the sky outside started to get dark again."

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman looked in front of her, her eyes were a little dazed, mixed with a little helplessness,

"...Out of the door of that room, I was standing by the side of the main room... I don't know what to do, and I don't know where to go..."

The eyes became more and more dazed, the middle-aged woman continued to speak,

"...Standing by the side of the main room again for an indeterminate amount of time. I thought maybe I should cook. Every day at noon, I would cook in the kitchen and eat by myself..."

"... I went to the kitchen, just like usual, washing rice, lighting the fire, cooking... After the rice was cooked, I filled two bowls and put one next to his bed... Usually he doesn't Know how to eat, and after waking up, go out to drink again..."

"...I was in the main room. After finishing my meal, I took the bowls to the kitchen and washed them. Then I walked back into the main room, walked to the door of the main room, and sat down.

Every day, after eating, I would sit at the door of the main room, waiting for him to come back..."

In the main room, under the incandescent lights, the shadows reflected on the ground sway slightly with the breeze,

The voice of the middle-aged woman resounded.

Beside, the old man listened and looked at the middle-aged woman, and couldn't help being a little silent.

Looking outside, Lian Ge didn't turn his head or turn around, but just listened quietly.

……

"...I sat at the door of the main room, on the threshold for a long time, as if I was waiting for him to come back, but it didn't seem like..."

The middle-aged woman turned around and looked out of the main room, her eyes still in a daze, she continued to speak,

"... I was sitting on the threshold, looking out of the house, and I remembered that the sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind blowing over seemed to be getting colder and colder... I sat there all the time, in the early morning... until midnight, I I should drag the quilt on the ground next to the main room, drag it to the door of the main room, and wait...but I didn't get up, I just sat there...sit until the early morning, when the sky is about to start to light, and it hasn't started to light yet... On the edge of the sky, the place at the end began to get a little brighter, and it turned white. I couldn't help raising my head, looking at the sky, as if I had seen such a far place for the first time... I stood up from the threshold, and turned to the sky. I ran out in the bright direction..."

The bewilderment in her eyes faded away, the middle-aged woman looked out of the house, her eyes were a little dazed, the smile on her face restrained, she fell silent for a while,

"...Walking along that direction, when the sky was completely bright, I turned over a hill, but seemed to lose my direction... Coming down from that hill, I walked along the path at the bottom of the hill. Road, go all the way forward..."

The smile on the middle-aged woman's face faded, and she fell silent again.

This was something she hadn't done when she talked about her father before.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged woman, but didn't say much,

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked into the distance again.

Next to him, the old man turned his cloudy eyes, looked at the middle-aged woman again, stood up, walked to the side,

The middle-aged woman didn't seem to notice it, but she was in a daze, looking into the distance, as if recalling,

"...Young man, let's drink some tea."

The old man groped, took out two paper cups from the drawer under the corner of the table, added some tea, poured some water into the cups with the kettle,

First, he put a cup of tea in front of Lian Ge. Lian Ge nodded and thanked him.

The old man shook his head, bowed his waist again, turned around, picked up another cup of tea, and handed it to the middle-aged woman who seemed a little absent-minded.

"...Girl, drink some water, drink warm."

Looking at the middle-aged woman, the old man said aloud,

The middle-aged woman turned her head, looked at the old man, said nothing, took the water glass, first held it with both hands, then put it down again and put it on the table.

Turning back, looking outside the house, fell silent again.

……

"...I don't know where to go, so I just walked along the road, all the way, I don't know how long I walked, maybe two months, maybe three months... I just remember that it was autumn at the beginning, and then it should be winter ..."

The middle-aged woman was silent for a while, and then continued,

"... Along the way, I was like a beggar, or just a beggar... In winter, when I came out from there, the clothes I wore became thinner and thinner. Sometimes I hid behind other people's houses, and I still felt unstoppable." Stay in the wind..."

The middle-aged woman looked outside the main room door, fell silent for a while, and said aloud,

"... That day, it was raining a little. I was hiding from the rain behind a house in a mountain village. While it was raining and the wind was blowing, I curled up with difficulty, leaning against the wall of the backyard of that house, trying to borrow Looking at the exposed eaves in the backyard to cover the rain... But it was useless, the rain was blown by the wind, and it was blowing on the wall of the backyard of that family..."

"...I want to run, I want to change houses, I dare not stand under the eaves of other people's houses to shelter from the rain...Sometimes, some people will yell at me, sometimes, some people will beat me with a stick, some Sometimes, someone will not drive me away, but just look at me, as if a little pitiful, a little disgusting..."

While talking, the middle-aged woman fell silent again, looking at the distance outside the house door, her eyes were a little dazed,

"... Just when I wanted to run, I heard a voice coming from the backyard of that family's house. It was an old lady and a child. The old lady seemed to be cooking, and the child seemed to be helping ... Listening to them talking, I don't know why, I stopped... I just curled up outside the backyard wall, listening... Listening to the old lady talking to the child, listening to the child answering the old lady's words The sound... I heard that they had finished cooking and they were eating in the backyard... I heard the old lady and the child talking while eating, the old lady gave the child food with chopsticks, and the child let the old man eat. My wife eats too... I can't stop wanting to hear it, I can't stop leaning my body against the wall, I don't know if it's to avoid the rain or to listen to them...

When the rain stopped, I was drenched in the rain.The old lady and the child seemed to have gone to the front yard, but I couldn't hear them talking again... I was trembling all over, with water dripping from my feet and all over my body, I walked around the house of that family, and walked to the door of the mountain village. On the road, along the road, go forward... Passing by the yard of that family, I saw the old lady and the child who were talking earlier, I couldn't stop looking over, and saw the old lady holding a The long broom was sweeping the yard, the child was pulling the old lady's clothes and moving her feet together with the old lady, the two of them were still laughing, as if they were having fun, talking..."

"... After I had a look, I walked past that family's yard... At this time, the old lady stopped me from behind."

Chapter 650 The Old Lady and the Boy

In the main room, the middle-aged woman was talking, and then fell silent.

Looking outside the house, it seems to be looking at the falling rain, his eyes are in a trance, and he is a little absent-minded.

Next to him, the old man bowed his waist, stood at the table again, and sat down again.

Picking up the tea in his hand, Lian Ge looked outside, took another sip, and didn't say anything.

It's just that, just for a while, the tea in the cup became much colder again.

……

"...she stopped me, I stood still, turned around, and looked at her. She smiled, looked at me, then asked me to wait, put down the broom in her hand, and pointed at her again. The child said a few words and walked into the house."

The middle-aged woman was silent for a while, looked into the distance, seemed to be remembering, and continued speaking aloud,