I really don't want to be a teacher

There was still some doubt in the little girl's eyes, followed by sleepiness, her eyelids became a little heavy, she sat down on the stool, closed her eyes again, rested her hands on her head, and lay down on the folding table, closing her eyes. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"...boy..."

Seeing his granddaughter falling asleep on the table like this, the old man's expression changed slightly, and he took two steps towards his granddaughter, then turned his head again, looking at Lian Ge,

"Don't worry, old man, she is just asleep. There will be a sweet dream, and she will wake up soon."

Lian Ge smiled and said something to the old man.

Hearing the sound, the old man looked at his granddaughter again. A smile appeared on the face of the sleeping girl, as if she had dreamed of something beautiful.

Seeing the smile on his granddaughter's face, the old man paused, and gently stroked the girl's hair.

Turning his head again, the old man looked at Lian Ge,

"……thanks."

Looking at Lian Ge, the old man thanked him.

Shaking his head slightly, Lian Ge glanced at the old man, the girl,

Turning his gaze again, he glanced at the front of the high-speed rail station, some people who hadn't left at this time,

Pausing his gaze, Lian Ge looked away again, moved his feet, and walked forward along the much quieter road.

Behind him, on the square in front of the high-speed rail station,

Some voices sounded in Lian Ge's ears along with the breeze,

"...just wait here overnight...see if the railway can pass tomorrow morning...if you need to buy a new ticket, wait here and see if you can get another ticket..."

"...Mom, let them sleep first... Tomorrow, tomorrow we will go back..."

"...The road should be open tomorrow... I don't know when the snow will stop over there..."

"...Dad called me just now and said that if you really go back, you don't have to go back this year..."

"...I'd better go back, I still want to eat the glutinous rice balls cooked by my mother... Last time, my mother froze some and sent them to us, but the ones sent were cold... I still think, our family, Chinese New Year It's time to get together and eat hot glutinous rice balls..."

Along the road, one person and one mouse gradually drifted away. Behind them, in the square, those figures sitting on woven bags, mixed with the voice of the cold wind, gradually faded away behind them.

……

"...Are you awake, are you cold?"

The little girl moved her eyes, opened them again, sat up,

Next to him, the old man stretched out his hand to pull the coat that was draped over the little girl, with a smile on his face, he asked in a gentle voice,

"...It's not cold, the whole body is warm."

The little girl shook her head, said bluntly, followed closely, with some joy, and said aloud,

"...Grandpa, I fell asleep just now, and I dreamed about my parents. My father bought me a candied haws. My mother accompanied me to make dumplings and cooked dumplings for me... They also said that they would come back tomorrow. Woolen cloth……"

"...Grandpa, let's go home, the parents in the dream said, wait for me to sleep again, and they will come back when I wake up..."

The little girl held her grandfather's hand, stood up, and walked towards the square in front of the high-speed rail station.

"……it is good."

The old man responded with a smile, and followed the little girl towards home.

Chapter 707 Hitchhiking

"...The child's mother, do you think I look good in this dress?"

"... What are you showing off? How old are you... The child will come back tomorrow, and it will get dirty after a while. Let's see what you will wear... Close the stall at the door... I will get some wax when I go back. The chicken bacon is cooked..."

"...Hey, let me take off my clothes first..."

……

"...Tomorrow, I will go to the streets, and I will buy some Spring Festival couplets when I go back..."

"... Close the stall, I have to go back early to accompany my wife and children."

"...Be careful, don't fall..."

……

Leaving the front of the high-speed rail station and walking along the street, Lian Ge moved his feet, walked forward, and watched.

On the shoulder, the little white mouse also turned its head, looking around.

On the street, gusts of cold wind are still howling, passing through the streets, shaking the lanterns hanging on the street light poles by the roadside, and disturbing the shadows of the lanterns on the ground.

Under the street lights, it was already late at night, and from time to time there were still a few pedestrians passing by Lian Ge's side.

Or the young people who are tightly wrapped and walking forward, or the couple who cuddle up to each other, talking about their parents, and walking home.

Or the stall owner who is closing the stall and the door is closed, the shop owner, or the parents who are looking after the child, or the child who is playing around and chasing after the quiet street.

The sound of laughter and words mixed in the cold wind seemed to have dispelled some of the chill, and the streets were still bustling.

……

Walking past the dwindling pedestrians, Lian Ge listened, watched, and walked forward.

The night is getting darker, the shops on the street, and the tall buildings in the distance, and the lights of the houses are gradually extinguished.

Then turn another street, on the street, under the street lights, there are no pedestrians to be seen.

……

"...Do you know what the ghost is wrong?"

"...the death day?"

"...Let's count it as one. Now you are going through another one. Come up to pick someone up during Chinese New Year."

Going a little further, a bus stop appeared in Lian Ge's sight.

A '444 bus' was parked on the edge of the bus platform, and a ghost waiter was standing under the bus, by the door, and a ghost waiter was sitting in the driver's seat in the bus.

The ghost messenger sitting on the driver's seat was talking to another ghost messenger under the car, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"...Damn it, I really wonder if those bastards cheated. I was the one who came up to pick up people last year, and this year it's me again..."

The ghost messenger sitting in the driver's seat took a deep breath of his cigarette while talking.

"...Shouldn't they be rotated?"

Beside the car door, looking at the shadowy ghosts, they couldn't help raising their heads, looked at the ghosts in the driver's seat, and asked aloud.

"I'm willing to take over for them, can't I..."

The ghost messenger on the driver's seat took another deep breath of cigarettes, and said angrily,

"...Those bastards, at this moment, they want to hide in the bottom, they won't come out even if they are killed... I'm different from them, I'm hard-hearted, I've been here for so many years, I can't see through anything..."

"...Made!"

Taking another deep breath of the cigarette, the ghost guard on the driver's seat turned his head and looked out of the car door.

At this time, a ghost who was about to get into the car stopped in front of the car door, his originally muddled eyes showed some struggle, hesitating under his feet, and did not get into the car for a long time.

The ghost officer in the driver's seat looked at the struggling soul in his eyes, paused for a moment, then turned his head back, cursed, and threw the cigarette in his mouth.

He raised his head again and looked outside the car. It was already quiet, but there were red lanterns hanging all the way along the road, and the street was decorated with colorful lights.

Looking at the festive city, the ghost officer in the driver's seat fell silent.

The ghost messenger under the car looked along the road, and fell silent. He turned his head and looked at the soul that was still struggling and hesitating in front of the car door. He didn't rush, but just waited quietly.

The ghost struggled, turned its head little by little, raised its head, and seemed to be looking towards the festive street,

Immediately afterwards, his head gradually turned back again, the struggle in his eyes gradually faded away, and he walked onto the hearse in the underworld, as dazed as before.

……

Listening to the voice of words ringing in my ears with gusts of cold wind, looking at the bus stop,

Lian Ge moved his feet, walked to that side, and walked to the bus stop.

"...I waited to see the Celestial Master. The Celestial Master came, but he never greeted him from afar, and he still hoped to forgive his sins."

Seeing Lian Ge, the ghost guards in the driver's seat flashed out from the bus and appeared in front of Lian Ge. The two ghost guards bowed and saluted Lian Ge respectfully.

"No more politeness."

Shaking his head, Lian Ge said something aloud, turned his gaze, and then glanced at the hell hearse beside him,

The ghosts who were in front of the car before had already got into the car, just like before, sitting everywhere in the car with their eyes dazed.

"Thank you Heavenly Master."

Responding respectfully again, the two ghost messengers still bowed.

"I don't know if it's convenient, give me a ride."

"...The Heavenly Master ordered, I will wait but according to the order... Heavenly Master, please."

Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the two ghost messengers, and said aloud.

The ghost messenger who was on the driver's seat earlier responded respectfully, and the two ghost messengers stepped aside a bit.

"Thank you."

"Don't dare, the celestial master can just give orders, and dare not ask the celestial master to thank you."

Respectfully, the ghost in the driver's seat bowed and answered again.

Without saying anything more, Lian Ge moved his foot away and got on the bus.

"... Celestial Master, do you need to empty the dead souls in the car so as not to disturb the Celestial Master?"

"Don't bother, I'm just giving a ride, transiting from the underworld, and going home for a while, you can just go about your own business, don't worry about me."

"...Thank Heavenly Master."

After getting into the car, Lian Ge randomly found an empty seat on the car and sat down.

The two ghost messengers followed closely and got into the car.

After saying a few more words, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked out of the car window.

The ghost messenger who was in the driver's seat sat back in the driver's seat again, and the other ghost messenger stood respectfully aside.

The hell hearse drove forward again.

Without saying anything more, Lian Ge turned his gaze away and looked out of the car window at the scene along the way.

……

Along the way, the Hell hearse passed through the entire city and stopped again at a bus stop in the Temple of Earth.

A few shadowy figures who were already waiting in front of the bus stop boarded the car, and the Hell hearse drove on again.

……

After driving for a while, the Hell hearse stopped in front of a Chenghuang Temple bus stop.

On the bus platform, there were slightly more figures this time, twenty or thirty figures, some old and some young, with dull eyes, walking towards the bus one by one.

Seeing the confused figures getting into the car, the two ghost messengers were a little silent.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge paused his gaze and didn't say anything when he saw the old ladies getting into the car one by one, or the young half-old children.

Turning his gaze again, Lian Ge looked out the car window.

Along the roadside, there are red lanterns on the street lamps, and Spring Festival couplets have been pasted on the doors of some shops.

After the last dazed figure who had been waiting at the bus stop got on the bus, the door of the Hell hearse was still open, and after waiting for a while by the side of the road, two more figures left the car with dazed eyes.

"...excuse me...excuse me...can this bus...can go to Heshan Road...Chenliu Lane...Chenliu Lane's...Haiyuan Community..."

At this moment, a figure staggered to the open door of the bus,

His eyes were a little dull, his face and eye sockets seemed to be a little red from the smell of alcohol, he stared blankly at the ghost messenger sitting in the driver's seat on the bus, and asked aloud.

, Give me a monthly pass, everyone.