I really don't want to be a teacher

Moved over the stools next to the two tables, and greeted Lian Ge and the old farmer to sit down, some bent their backs, some lowered their heads, and walked towards the kitchen at the back of the house.

Sitting down on the stool, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the room,

In the main room, it seemed a little empty, but there were some sundries next to the door, and a table and a few stools were placed next to the door of the back room.

There is an incandescent lamp connected to the wire on the top, a yellowed sticker on the wall, a few old newspapers, and a fairly new calendar,

Next to the main room, there are two rooms, and the doors of the two rooms are tightly closed.

"...Old Yu was the head of the village before him."

When the old man walked into the back room, the old farmer stood up again, sat down on the stool by the table, and said aloud,

"... A few years ago, his wife's health was not very good. In order to take care of her, he made me the village head of the village..."

The old farmer looked around the room, was silent for a while, and then said aloud,

"... He is a kind-hearted person... If anyone in the village needs help with something, he will help... In the village, if there is anything, I like to find him... He is also from the village The backbone... In the past, no matter what happened, with him around, the people in the village would not panic and become chaotic..."

After the old farmer said a few more words, he gradually fell silent again, and didn't continue talking.

Lian Ge listened, looked at the somewhat empty main room, and didn't say much.

……

"...Come on, old Yan, this master, you drink tea..."

He took out two cups, brought a pot of hot water, poured some water into the cups, and handed the two cups of tea to the old farmer and Lian Ge respectively.

"Thank you."

Reaching out to take it, Lian Ge thanked him.

"...Old Yu, sit down too."

The old farmer took the tea and said to the old man again,

The old man nodded, stood up again, took out a stool from under the table, and sat beside him.

"Old Yu..."

The old farmer held the tea in his hand and did not put it down. Looking at the old man, he called out again,

Opened his mouth, wanted to say something, then paused again,

"...Last night, Lao Cheng's family suffered another disaster. One of the sheep died in the house...Old Cheng drove the other sheep to the town early in the morning to sell... afraid of causing trouble again... ...I just went to Old Cheng's house with this gentleman to have a look... This gentleman is a true cultivator with real skills... When I was walking back, I passed by you, so I came to have a look..."

The old farmer looked at the old man, spoke aloud, and then paused again.

The old man sat on the stool, hunched over, nodded, and said nothing.

Lian Ge glanced at the old man, turned his gaze back, and didn't say much.

……

"...Boom, boom, boom..."

"...Uncle Yu, is Uncle Yu in the house?"

At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside the half-hidden main room.

Hearing the sound, the old man stood up from the stool, hunched over, moved his feet, and walked towards the door.

opened the door,

Outside the door was a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s, holding a rooster in one hand,

When the door opened, the middle-aged man looked into the room and saw the old farmer in the main room,

"...Uncle Yan, you are here too."

Greeting to the old farmer, the old farmer nodded and responded,

The middle-aged man turned his head back and looked at the old man at the door.

"...Uncle Yu, you take this."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man handed the rooster with the feet tied in his hand towards the old man,

"...Isn't Aunt Ai not in good health these days? My mother asked me to catch this rooster to make up for Aunt Ai's body."

"...how can this work?"

The old man looked and waved his hand,

"... There are a few people in your house, and there are children, so let's keep them for the children to eat."

"...There are still several in the house. The Chinese New Year's chickens have been aired for a long time, and you can't finish them. You can take this Uncle Yu. I caught it all. Uncle Yu, you can't let me eat it again." Take it back."

The middle-aged man spoke again, poked his head again, and looked into the room.

"...Uncle Yu, how is Aunt Ai's health these few days? Are you okay?"

Hearing the sound, the old man was silent for a while, shook his head, and didn't speak.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man didn't ask any more questions.

"...I just put the chicken here, Uncle Yu, remember to bring it into the house, don't run away in a while..."

While talking, the middle-aged man put the chicken on the ground by the door and was about to leave.

"……wait."

The old man greeted the young man with his hand, and stopped the young man. He stretched out his hand and groped in his pocket.

From the trouser pocket sewn inside, he took out a stack of banknotes,

There is only one wrinkled fifty-yuan bill, a few ten-yuan bills, and the rest are one-dollar and fifty-cent change.

The old man looked at it, stretched out his hand again, and felt in the other pocket, but couldn't find anything.

"...you take this...it's a little short...I'll replenish it for you later."

The old man grabbed the middle-aged man's hand, and stuffed the stack of banknotes into the middle-aged man's hand,

"...No, I really don't need...Uncle Yu...If I take the money back, my parents won't scold me to death..."

The middle-aged man pushed, didn't take the money, and ran out of the yard in a hurry after pulling out his hand.

"...Uncle Yu, remember to take the chicken into the house, don't let it run away... This chicken is finished, I'll catch another one for you..."

……

at the table,

Lian Ge and the old farmer were sitting on the stool. When the old man was talking to the middle-aged man at the door,

The old farmer looked at the old man at the door of the house, paused, and spoke again,

"...In the past, the village was very poor. When encountering famine years, some families in some houses could not even drink porridge. It was him who thought of ways to help the village survive He also gave the food in his house to the houses in the village that had no food, saying that there were only two people in his house, and he could get by with a little less... In the village, he also thought of ways to get better of……"

While talking, the old farmer fell silent for a while, and then continued,

"... A few days ago, almost ten days ago, Lao Yu's wife couldn't bear it anymore. Although he took good care of his wife from the beginning, but..."

After saying something, he couldn't continue, and the old farmer fell silent again, before continuing to say,

"...Many people in the village came to Lao Yu's house to help and accompany Lao Yu, fearing that he would be too uncomfortable in his heart to get through this hurdle. At that time, I was also there. I was right here In the main room, waiting with other people, and the others are also in the main room, by the door of the bedroom, waiting, and Lao Yu, on the side of the bed, talking with his wife..."

"...As he was talking, his wife didn't move. Then, Lao Yu's voice disappeared, holding his wife's hand, trembling all over his body, trembling constantly, neither talking nor talking. Crying, it's the bottom of the eyes, there's not even a little light..."

"...I heard no movement, and people outside went in, only to find that Lao Yu's wife had died...I went in too, to comfort Lao Yu...Lao Yu didn't speak, just like that, trembling all over , as if about to cry, but didn't cry out, just opened his mouth like that..."

The old farmer said, then paused,

"...Then, at this moment, Lao Yu's wife, who had already lost his breath, suddenly opened his eyes again, straightened up, and sat up."

Chapter 693 A few sheep are nothing

at the door of the hall,

The old man bowed a little, and walked out of the main room door.

Straightening up, looking at the middle-aged man who was talking while running away, he gradually lowered his head again and looked at the rooster brought by the middle-aged man by the door.

Silently, he stood again, and the old man tidied up the wrinkled change that was still in his hand, and put it back into his pocket.

Turning around, grabbed the rooster, walked into the main room again, and closed the door of the main room again.

……

"...Old Yu, the second son of the Xu family brought a chicken over?"

At the table, the old farmer who was talking with Lian Ge had stopped talking, raised his head, and said to the old man,

"...It is also the heart of Xu's house. Lao Yu and you two also help the village a lot on weekdays. Sister Ai is not in good health. It is also appropriate for the old Xu's family to come and visit. Lao Yu, you just Don't take it to heart, just keep it, and show it to Sister Ai another day, stew this chicken, and it will be good for your body."

The old farmer looked at the appearance of the old man, and said something again.

The old man listened, remained silent, shook his head,

"...Sit down first, I'll put the chicken in the pen first."

The old man said, moved his feet, and walked towards the back of the house.

……

"...Lao Yu's wife, after waking up again, didn't speak, just trembling, with trembling hands, stretched out his hand to hold Lao Yu, and looked at Lao Yu with his eyes."

"...Then, I stretched out my other hand and wiped Lao Yu's eyes...Lao Yu burst into tears...I hugged his wife in my arms...Wept hard..."

After the old man walked into the back room, the old farmer turned his head and spoke again to Lian Ge.

While talking, the old farmer shook his head again, sighed, and couldn't continue speaking. He raised his head and looked at the bedroom with the closed door next to the main room, then lowered his head again, a little silent.

Listening to the old farmer's narration, Lian Ge didn't say anything, turned his eyes, looked at the bedroom next to the main room, paused his eyes, turned his eyes back, and looked outside the house.

In the room, it was a little quiet, only some cold wind passed through the gap in the door, shaking the door gently.

……

"... At that time, in this room, the villagers who accompanied Lao Yu and came to help saw that Sister Ai woke up. They were startled at first, but after realizing it, they were also happy for Lao Yu and Sister Ai... "

After being silent for a while, the old farmer spoke again and continued,

"...However, although Sister Ai has woken up, her body has not improved. She is still the same as before, so weak, and it is difficult to speak, and she can only lie on the bed..."

While talking, the old farmer fell silent again, and continued,

"...Lao Yu and Sister Ai have grown up together since they were young, and when they grow up, they are married. After so many years, they have no children, and they just depend on each other for life. It has been decades now ..."

At this time, behind the house, Jian heard footsteps again, and the old farmer stopped again.

The old man hunched over, and then walked back into the main room, beside the table,

"...I kept you waiting for a long time."

Standing again, the old man sat down on the previous stool.

"Old Yu..."

The old farmer turned around, looked at the old man, and called out, as if he wanted to say something, but gradually stopped talking, paused,

"...When I was walking back with this gentleman just now, along the way, I met some people in the village, and I heard some people talking about the recent death of sheep in the village... Ask me if you see me Me, let me think of a way..."

The old farmer turned his head back, still holding the cup of tea in his hand, and said aloud,

Beside him, the old man was sitting on a stool, hunched over, a little silent.

"...In the past, when things happened in the village, it was you, Lao Yu, who figured out a solution. With you, no matter what happened in the village, it was as if there was a backbone, and you wouldn't panic... "

The old farmer said with a smile on his face,

"...Speaking of it, it's now. In the past, the village was so poor that they couldn't even feed people, let alone feed sheep, and they didn't even have food... If it wasn't for Lao Yu, you had some ideas, Not to mention that every household in the village raises sheep, maybe they are still starving... In fact, a few sheep are nothing... Every family no longer counts on the one or two sheep to live, and this is what happened. People in the village are always thinking about everything they do..."

"...This morning, when I came back from the field, I heard from the old woman in the house that the son of the old Chen family came over. He wanted to drag the sheep in the house to the town to sell, just like the old way, and asked my house. Do you want to take the two sheep together and sell them together... But in the village, only the old Chen's son wants to sell the sheep, and he is afraid of causing trouble... I told the old woman that when he took the sheep, he wanted to go to town When it was time to sell, I told him that I just bought his sheep from my house, so that he would not have to make another trip... However, when this gentleman and I came out of the house, we did not see the son of the old Chen family. Bring the sheep out..."

"...there are two sheep left in my house..."

The old farmer said, in the cup on the table in front of Lian Ge, on the teacup in the old farmer's hand, steam was rising and lingering faintly.

Beside him, the old man was sitting, hunched over, silent, lowering his head, lowering his head even more.

"Old Yu...if you need..."