I really don't want to be a teacher

The national anthem stopped, and after the sonorous tunnel sound, Lian Ge stretched out his hand and pushed open the door.

Outside the door, the snow that had accumulated overnight was also pushed away.

"My fellow, you're awake."

The military dog ​​that had just jumped up was wagging its tail at Lian Ge. The young soldier turned around, saw Lian Ge, and greeted him with a smile.

"My fellow, the snow has stopped. There is nothing to entertain you on this mountain except for the snow everywhere. I will keep you soon. You go down this slope, and then walk in that direction, dozens of miles away. After that, you can see the road in front of the camp, and then walk along the road, and you will come to a place where there are people."

Smiling, the young soldier said to Lian Ge,

"Thank you."

Glancing at the direction the young soldier pointed, Lian Ge turned his gaze back and thanked the young soldier.

"...You're welcome, I should thank you if you want to thank me. I haven't seen anyone for a long time, thank you fellow for talking with me for so long."

The young soldier smiled and said,

"...Then fellow, you can go down slowly by yourself. I'm going to patrol first, and it's time for patrol in the morning."

"Brother can do as he pleases."

Lian Ge nodded, and said something again.

The young soldier nodded, then turned around again,

"...Little Tiger, let's go."

He yelled at the army dog ​​Xiaohu, and the young soldier ran, and the army dog ​​Xiaohu followed and ran away down the slope.

……

Seeing the young soldier and the military dog ​​run away, Lian Ge turned his gaze, and then looked to the side. The yard rose again. On the top of the flagpole, the national flag was fluttering with the gusts of cold wind.

The national flag raised on the top of the snow-capped mountain was different from last night when the national flag was raised in the capital.

Pausing his gaze, Lian Ge retracted his gaze again, and glanced at the two old houses beside the snow-capped mountains.

Raising his hand, Lian Ge mobilized his mana and waved towards the two rooms.

Withdrawing his hand again, there seemed to be no change in the two houses, but as long as the young soldier and the military dog ​​were still there, the house would not collapse, nor would it continue to be dilapidated.

Looking at the room again, Lian Ge turned around again.

……

"... chee chee, chee chee..."

At this moment, with its forelimbs on its shoulders, the little white mouse, watching the young soldier and the military dog ​​walk away, jumped off Lian Ge's shoulders and into the snow, buried his head, as if he had eaten two bites. the snow on the ground,

Immediately afterwards, his whole body seemed to stiffen, and immediately after that, he spat out the snow he ate.

Jumping back onto Lian Ge's shoulders again, standing on his forelegs, he looked at the direction in which the young soldier and the military dog ​​were going away with some resentment, and barked twice.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the little white mouse and smiled slightly.

"Let's go."

Turning his gaze again, Lian Ge moved his foot away again and walked down the snow mountain.

Behind him, there are two houses standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and the flagpole with the flag fluttering is gradually receding.

……

"...Going to the county, going to the county, just get in the car and go. Get in the car and go..."

The sun above the head gradually climbed into the sky, and after turning over a few lower slopes that were also covered with thick snow, Lian Ge stepped onto a road,

Walking along the road for a further distance, outside the road, you can gradually see some people, few pedestrians passing by,

After walking some distance, there are some forks beside the only road, and then walk along the road.

Walking to another fork in the road, several nearby villagers were waiting by the side of the road, either with children, or carrying a basket, or captive a lamb with its feet bound,

Just at this time, an old bus passed by and stopped at the fork. A woman on the bus leaned out from the window and greeted the people waiting on the side of the road.

People on the side of the road saw the car coming, and they had gathered one after another.

Stopping and looking at the bus, Lian Ge turned around and walked towards the bus.

An old man walked in front of Lian Ge, waiting for the person in front of him to get into the car. He poked his head up, looked at the car, raised his head again, and asked the woman in the car who was collecting money,

"...Has this car been through town?"

"...What town?"

The woman took the money from the previous passenger, took out the zero, turned her head, answered, and asked a question.

"...It's across from here, all the way, next to the nearest town."

The old man asked again,

The woman was a little puzzled, and looked in front of the car,

"...There is no town in front of this."

"...You mean Shoubian Town, right?"

The bus driver next to him heard what he said, turned his head and said,

"...It happened more than ten or twenty years ago. How long has it been since you came back? Shoubian Town was expanded into a county more than ten years ago, and it is now Shoubian County. Come on, this bus is going to the county. in."

"...I haven't been back for more than ten or 20 years...they have become county towns."

The old man complied and got into the car.

Listening to the words of the old man and the driver in front, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the snow-capped mountains in the distance, then turned his gaze to the direction of the bus, and smiled slightly.

Moving his foot away, Lian Ge stepped onto the bus.

……

"...Dad, be careful, don't fall."

"...I'm not too old to walk..."

On the rolling snow-capped mountains, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked forward with a young man.

The middle-aged man pushed away his son's supporting hand, then turned his head and looked into the distance, his eyes were a little lost,

"... let's go, it's almost there, right there, right there..."

His eyes were a little dazed, and he muttered, the middle-aged man moved his feet away again, walked towards the front, stepped on the snow, staggered,

"...Dad, be careful, be careful..."

The young man also hurriedly followed.

……

"... right here, right here..."

"...Squad leader, squad leader, I'm here to see you, squad leader..."

Walking to the bottom of the snow-covered slope and looking at the top of the mountain, the middle-aged man murmured, talked, staggered, and ran towards the mountain stepping on the snow.

As he went up the mountain, the eyes of the middle-aged man turned red, and his eyes were absent-minded, just staring at the mountain in front of him.

Gradually going up, the flagpole standing on the top of the mountain gradually appeared in the sight of the middle-aged man.

Staggering, he ran up the hill. The middle-aged man looked at the two rooms and the national flag flying on the flagpole.

"...Squad leader, squad leader..."

Under the flagpole, the middle-aged man's eyes turned red, his heart was piercing, and he cried out,

"...Squad leader, I'm sorry for you, squad leader...Squad leader..."

The young man who followed closely panted heavily, looked at his father, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"...I'm sorry."

Next to it, the young soldier and the military dog ​​stood on the national flag. The young soldier said something to the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, with a smile on his face,

Immediately afterwards, he turned around again and yelled at the military dog,

"... Let's go, Xiaohu, when it's time to patrol at noon... After the patrol is over, let's go to the place that the fellow said..."

With the military dog, the young soldier and the military dog ​​ran down the hillside and started patrolling again.

Chapter 687 Sheep

"... Put on your gloves, don't freeze your hands."

"……understood!"

"...Old Cheng, where are you going to drive the sheep this early in the morning?"

"...Go to the market and sell it."

A meandering road winding among the continuous mountains, from time to time, some people from nearby villages walk on this road from the fork road not far from the road.

Or parents with children, or an old man carrying a shoulder pole with two baskets on both ends, containing some vegetables, or an old lady with a basket on her back, clutching a fertilizer bag containing chickens and ducks.

Or walking in a hurry, wearing a hat and scarf, avoiding the cold wind, burying your head, or carrying something, putting it down from time to time, taking a few breaths, breathing out a few breaths, resting your feet, breathing out The mist was quickly blown away by the cold wind.

Walking on the road, going everywhere.

On the outside of the road, there are hill slopes on both sides. From the side of the road to the foot of the mountain, there are layers of terraced fields on the slope, criss-crossing field ridges,

In the field, some seasonal vegetables are planted, many of which are covered with a layer of thermal insulation plastic film, and the vegetables with the punctured plastic film are swaying with the gusts of cold wind.

On the ridge of the field, from time to time, people from the nearby villages carrying hoes and dustpans walked by and went to their respective fields. Many people were already busy working in each field.

From time to time, some people who were tired from work would stand and rest, chatting with fellow villagers who passed by on the road not far from the bottom of the mountain,

At this time, an old farmer who was busy in the field stood up, unbuttoned a few buttons of his thick clothes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a few breaths, stood up again, and turned around. body, sticking a hoe, looked down the mountain,

Seeing an old man, driving a sheep, passing by the road, the old farmer shouted to the bottom of the mountain and greeted him.

The old man who was driving the sheep stopped after driving the sheep, and responded to the old farmer on the mountain.

At this time, Ben was walking on the road, and the people in the nearby village who looked sideways at the old sheep driver from time to time, slowed down a little, and looked towards this side.

"...The previous sheep has already suffered. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this one at that time, so I'd better rush to the town and sell it, so as not to bring bad luck."

The old man who drove the sheep paused, took a few breaths of mist, then raised his head to the old farmer on the terraced fields and continued,

"...This matter is very evil. The masters I found before were of no use. The sheep died, and I didn't dare to take it anymore... This sheep was kept, and it will be found in my house again. Come on... I'd better go to the town and sell it..."

The old man was talking, looked at the driving sheep, shook his head, raised his head again, and said to the old farmer on the terraced field,

"...Village Chief, you should find another master to take a look... this matter..."

"...Success, I see."

Standing on the hillside, the old farmer in the terraced fields paused for a while after listening to the old man who drove the sheep, and then nodded his head in response.

"...then you go to town."

At the foot of the mountain, on the road, the old sheep driver nodded, drove the sheep, and walked forward again.

Walking along the road, the people from nearby villages who were talking each other stopped one after another, looking at the old sheep herder who was walking away.

On the terraced field, the old farmer was holding a hoe, watching the old man who drove the sheep stand in the field after walking away, then stood on his feet again, bent down, picked up the dustpan which was still half full of vegetable seedlings at his feet, and picked up the dustpan. with a hoe,

Some were silent, walking down from the terraced fields and along the ridges.

……

Beside the winding mountain road, listening to the gusts of cold wind, mixed with the rustling of trees and leaves on the top of the mountain, and the voices ringing in his ears, Lian Ge paused slightly, and glanced at the man who was driving the sheep away. Old man, on the mountain road, everyone stopped their voices and slowed down. The nearby villagers turned their eyes and looked at the old farmer who was walking down the hillside in silence from the terraced fields.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge moved away again, walked along the road under his feet, and continued to walk forward.

A day ago, I came down from the snow-capped mountain, passed through the county seat, and chose a random direction, passed through some towns, villages, passed through some forests, turned over some hills, walked through some roads, people, and then in a forest After sleeping in the open all night, after walking a certain distance, Lian Ge came here.

……

"...Mom, they said that if there are no sheep, it will be the turn of the people, will they..."

On the side of the road, a child holding his mother's hand was a little scared, raised his head, and asked his mother,

"...Don't talk nonsense! What are you talking nonsense... Bah, bah, bah!"