I really don't want to be a teacher

The Taoist priest is wearing Taoist robes, with long hair, which looks a little messy, and cloth shoes on his feet, and there are some dust on his clothes, trousers, and cloth shoes.

Sitting on a low stool behind the booth, he was looking up at Lian Ge.

Turning his gaze again, Lian Ge glanced at the few empty stools behind the booth next to the Taoist priest,

"This Taoist priest, I wonder if I can borrow two stools."

Lian Ge smiled, looked at the Taoist priest and said aloud.

Hearing the sound, the Taoist fortune-teller raised his head again, looked at Lian Ge, and paused again.

"... Layman, please do as you please. I also borrowed this stool from a shop in the nearby street. The layman has used it, so just return it."

The Taoist fortune teller stood up, smiled and said to Lian Ge.

"Thank you sir."

Smiling, Lian Ge thanked him again, picked up two stools, and walked a little further to the side.

Looking at Lian Ge again, the Taoist fortune teller turned his head again, sat back on his body, and continued talking to the old lady in front of him,

"...It is rare for this family to be reunited...Old lady, do you think..."

Chapter 791 Trigram: Regret

I borrowed two stools and walked a little further along the riverside street.

Lian Ge stopped again, put a stool on the side of the street, and put the other stool in front of him.

Glancing at the street in front of him, he turned his hand over, and there was an extra sheet in his hand that read, "The iron mouth is broken, and a hexagram is worth a thousand gold."Count first and give money later' white cloth.

After looking at it, Lian Ge smiled, spread the white cloth with some words on the ground in front of him casually, and sat down on the stool behind the white cloth.

……

"...Old lady, are you right... As for you, you should go back early. This Lantern Festival, it is rare for the whole family to get together and eat hot glutinous rice balls. This whole year is not in vain. Old lady, do you think..."

"...Thank you, thank you master..."

On the riverside street, the old fortune-teller, who was talking to the customers in front of the booth, escorted the customers up. After watching the old lady walk away, he couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Lian Ge's side.

Seeing that Lian Ge also set up a booth, he took a look at it, then turned around, sat back behind the booth, and greeted the people who stopped in front of the booth,

"...Hey, brother, fortune-telling... I think you don't look very well, what troubles have you encountered?"

……

Sitting behind the booth, Lian Ge looked at the pedestrians passing by on the street and in front of the booth from time to time, and listened to some voices mixed in the breeze.

"...My baby called and said she was at the place."

"...It's fine when we get to the place, and it's just now, you let him pack up his things, so let's go eat."

A middle-aged couple walked by the booth, the woman still held a functional phone in her hand,

Talking to the other end of the phone, the middle-aged couple walked away again,

"...Boy, he went to pack up... What can we two eat in the house tonight..."

"...Don't you have to order food at noon... Go back and heat it up, and cook some porridge, I don't bother to bother..."

……

"...Grandma, Mom and the others have called back, telling you happy Lantern Festival...Look..."

"...Happy, happy... You told your mother and the others, Happy Lantern Festival..."

An old lady is carrying a bag of vegetables, followed by a girl who is jumping for joy. The girl is holding a mobile phone in her hand, holding it up to the old lady, talking, and walking forward with the old lady,

The old lady bent her waist, squinted her eyes and leaned in front of the mobile phone. She said with a smile, answered, and then said to the girl. The two walked past the booth, and the voice of the conversation gradually became farther and farther away.

……

Those who walked past the stalls were old people supporting each other, or couples talking about trivial things, or a few old people who walked back after playing chess, shouting that they would not admit defeat, or holding their own hands. Parents, children running forward,

Most of them seem to be unaware of the one person and one mouse on the street, talking to themselves, passing by, from time to time, going to the booth, looking sideways, looking, walking one after another, then turning around, talking to each other Some words, busy.

Then I glanced at some pedestrians passing by the booth from time to time,

Lian Ge withdrew his gaze, turned his hand over, and there was an extra copy of "Shu" in his hand.

Spreading out the book, Lian Ge casually flipped through the pages,

Listening to the voices of pedestrians mixed in the breeze disturbing the rustling of trees and leaves on the street, and the cries of street vendors.

……

In the sky above, through the gaps between the branches and leaves, towards the riverside, the sun that swayed some sunlight under the trees on the street gradually turned into the setting sun, slanting towards the west.

Along the street by the river, street lamps took over the afterglow of the setting sun and gradually lit up, reflecting the lights down the street and swaying some lights onto the river.

It reflects the sparkling light on the river and the pedestrians passing by on the street.

Under the lights, it became more lively, and more and more pedestrians passed by. The vendors selling snacks and other things also parked their carts and stalls on the side of the street.

"...Brother, do you think... these things, don't take it to heart, you say we are so old, and we still have a few years to live. We are all living with our fingers , what are you going to do with these things..."

By the riverside, beside the street, the old fortune teller still greeted the people who stopped by the booth.

"...Old Cheng, there are still so many people passing by here today, the stalls are closed so early."

"...This is not the Lantern Festival, my wife and children are waiting at home, go home and eat glutinous rice balls..."

A street vendor was packing up his things, he smiled and responded to the words of the vendor next to him,

"Why, you're not going back?"

"... Hey, the baby is out, just a few days ago, the old woman and I are the only ones in the house... When she comes over later, the two of us will stay at the stall..."

……

Listening to some voices ringing in my ears, I opened the pages of the book in my hand,

Lian Ge turned his gaze to the street in front of him,

On the street, under the street lights, there are shadows of passers-by,

Or people rushing home in a hurry, or old people who go out for a walk in twos and threes after eating, talking.

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

On the shoulder, the little white mouse also stood on its forelimbs and turned its head, looked at the passers-by, then turned its head, looked at the hot food stalls on the side of the street, and barked twice.

"Wait a little longer."

Glancing at the pedestrians passing by on the street in front of him from time to time, and then at the little white mouse on his shoulder,

Smiling, Lian Ge said something aloud.

Withdrawing his eyes again, he opened the pages of the book in his hand, flipped through it casually,

Listening to the voices of words ringing in the ears with the breeze.

……

"... Mom, I want to eat this..."

"...Okay, mom will buy it for you... Zixin, come here, don't block other people's way."

"...Excuse me, young man..."

The setting sun gradually sinks into the horizon, and the night gradually fills the afterglow of the west.

In the night, among the high-rise buildings in the distance, the lights of each house are lit up, succeeding, illuminating, and embellishing the city.

Nearby, on the riverside street, there are more pedestrians passing by,

Those who are walking home, those who have just finished eating, those who are walking, or those who stop at street food stalls.

Either old or young, or walking alone in a hurry, or talking in twos and threes.

In front of a stall extending from the side of the street, occupying some of the street,

A mother stopped with her child and was buying some snacks for her child.

A young man in a wheelchair was stopped by a mother and son who stopped, and was about to turn the wheel of the wheelchair and go around,

The passers-by saw it and quickly moved out of the way.

The child's mother turned her head and saw it too. She hurriedly pulled her child, stepped aside, and said apologetically to the young man in the wheelchair.

Hearing the voice of the child's mother, the young man who was about to go around turned around,

Looking at the apology on the child's mother's face, she fell silent for a while, shook her head, and said nothing.

Still turning the wheelchair, he walked around from the side.

Pedestrians on the nearby street also hurriedly gave way.

The young man was turning the wheelchair, silent, with his head lowered, looking at the ground in front of him, at the street, stepping aside one by one.

The head lowered lower and lower, and the young man's movement of turning the wheelchair gradually stopped.

The wheelchair is parked on the side of the street,

Looking up again, the young man looked at the river outside the street by the river, silent.

With the gusts of wind blowing on the river surface, with shimmering light, it reflects the street lamps on both sides of the river, and the lights of the shops on the street.

Be silent for a while longer,

The young man turned back again and looked towards the side of the street.

Seemingly seeing Lian Ge's booth, he paused again,

Turning the wheels of the wheelchair again, he turned around with the wheelchair.

The figure on the wheelchair is under the street lamp, and the shadow reflected on the ground is gradually lengthened and shortened again.

Chapter 792 Shoes

"...Excuse me, can this be fortune-telling?"

Turning the wheels of the wheelchair, the young man stopped in front of the booth, under the streetlight.

Looking at the words written on the booth, he raised his head again, opened his mouth slightly, and asked aloud.

Listening to the voice in my ear,

Lian Ge closed the open book in his hand, then turned his gaze to the young man in a wheelchair parked in front of the booth.

The young man was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a padded jacket on his upper body and thick trousers on his lower body. Both legs were hanging down from the wheelchair seat, motionless. of something.

The clothes and trousers on the young man are very neat, and the hair on his head seems to have been taken care of, neatly tidied up,

It's just that there is no expression on the face or in the eyes.

"What do you want to ask?"

Looking at the young man in the wheelchair, Lian Ge said something calmly.

Hearing the sound, the young man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but stopped and fell silent.

Slowly lowering his head, the young man remained silent, looking at his legs resting on the wheelchair's footrest.

"...I want to ask... when will my legs get better..."

After another silence, the young man looked at his legs, murmured, and asked aloud.

Taking another look at the young man and the young man's legs hanging under the wheelchair, Lian Ge looked away, then spread the book in his hand,

"If you don't want to get up, it's never going to get better."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something aloud, and casually flipped through the book in his hand.

"...I want to stand up, I really want to stand up!"

Hearing the sound, the young man suddenly became very excited, and couldn't help raising his voice, saying,

"...Why don't I want to stand up...I dream, I want to stand up again in my dreams!"