I really don't want to be a teacher

"... Mom, I can stand up, Mom... I can walk again, Mom..."

The young man's eyes were also red, and he said to his mother with a smile on his face.

"...if you can stand up...it's good if you can stand up...it's good, it's good..."

"... Come in, come in... Don't just stand there, you'll be tired again..."

The middle-aged woman's eyes were red at first, she responded, and then hurriedly said, she wanted to reach out to help the young man,

"...Mom, I can do it myself."

"……well……"

The young man moved his feet a little bit, supported the door, touched the wall, and walked into the house.

The middle-aged woman looked at her son, answered over and over again, and watched her son stand on the ground again and move his feet, her eyes became redder,

Reaching out to wipe his eyes,

I don't know when, tears have rolled down from the eyes,

"...Baby, are you hungry... Mom made some glutinous rice balls, just cooked some, I don't know if it's cold... I'll make some more..."

"Okay, Mom."

The middle-aged woman turned around in a hurry, wiped away the tears rolling down from her eyes, and then spoke to the young man.

The young man stood with a smile on his face, answering to his mother.

Although his feet were still trembling, he stood firmly.

Chapter 797 Boys

"...Then brother, go slowly..."

On the surface of the river, the street lamps on the riverside and the street lamps are reflected, and the lights in the shops are swaying, shaking slightly with the breeze blowing from time to time.

On the street by the river, under the lights, some pedestrians walked by from time to time, talking to each other, and the voices of the words were mixed in the wind that disturbed the branches and leaves of the trees on the street.

The Taoist fortune-teller by the street got up again and sent away another customer in front of the booth with a smile. He sat back and looked in front of him in a daze.

"master……"

Another passer-by stopped in front of the booth.

"... layman sit, sit..."

The fortune-teller came back to his senses again, and greeted him with a smile.

……

"...What kind of glutinous rice balls does my precious granddaughter like to eat?"

"It's stuffed with peanuts and sesame seeds! Where's grandma?"

"Whatever my granddaughter likes to eat, my grandma likes to eat...then go back and cook the glutinous rice balls later, remember to eat two more..."

"……Um!"

……

"...Buy a bag of glutinous rice balls and go back, remember...I'll be back after that..."

"...Have you bought the high-speed rail ticket for tomorrow... Well, it's good if you buy it... Then go after lunch... That's fine, I'll ask your dad to take you to the station then."

"... No more chatting, no more chatting, let's talk about it another day... My wife and children are still in the house waiting to go back for the holidays.",

……

Gusts of breeze blow by from time to time, on the street, walking by old or young, or children holding their parents' hands, or parents walking with their children, or couples walking into the house talking about the day's affairs, or walking in the morning The old man talking after eating,

The voice mixed in the breeze rang in Lian Ge's ears.

Sitting behind the booth, casually eating some snacks in hand,

Lian Ge looked at the pedestrians passing by the street in front of the booth, and heard the mixed voices ringing in his ears.

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

The little white mouse, who had finished fighting against the skewers it held, stood its forelimbs up, turned its head, and looked at some pedestrians passing by on the street.

He lowered his head again, staring greedily at the skewers in Lian Singer's bag.

Smiling, he turned his gaze to look at the little white mouse on his shoulder, randomly took another barbecue from the bag, and handed it to the little white mouse, then turned his gaze to look at some pedestrians passing by on the street, looked at Among the tall buildings in the distance, the lights of every household are lit.

The little white mouse held the barbecue and stuffed it into its mouth. It also raised its head and looked towards the street from a distance.

Among the high-rise buildings in the distance, under the lights, every family seems to be having dinner under the lights, or waiting for people on the road, and the lights are dotted with the night.

On the nearby streets, passers-by are either hurrying, or talking to each other, or stopping on the side of the street from time to time,

The voices were mixed and lively.

……

"...Xu Bing, do you want to eat this?"

"……I will not eat."

"...What about this, Spike Potatoes, it's delicious, every time I come here, I have to buy one..."

At this time, a little girl with a schoolbag on her back walked along the street with the little boy towards this side.

From time to time, I stopped in front of the food stalls on the side of the street, the little girl turned her head, and said to the boy excitedly,

The boy lowered his head and walked beside the little girl, wearing a cotton mask with a cartoon pattern on his face.

He didn't look up at the little girl and what the little girl was talking about, but just lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

"...Do you want to eat this Spike potato?"

Turning the head, the little girl asked the boy again,

"...Let me treat you to eat. My mother gave me money when I came out."

Happy, the little girl said to the boy, and was about to touch the zipper of her schoolbag behind her.

But the boy with his head buried, was breathing more and more heavily, kept sucking in air, and suddenly raised his head,

"...I said it all! I don't eat, I don't eat!"

Loudly, the boy suddenly yelled at the girl.

The girl who was zipping her schoolbag couldn't help being a little frightened by the boy's appearance, but she paused, and leaned closer to the boy,

"... Xu Bing, don't you like potatoes... When my mother asked me to eat something I didn't like, I was also very angry..."

"...Then let's get something else to eat. There are a lot of food on this street... Let's eat something else..."

The girl was a little timid, and walked up to the boy, trying to reach out her hand to pull the boy, but she was a little scared seeing the boy's appearance.

"...I won't eat! I said so! I won't eat!"

The boy looked at the girl, his eyes were a little red, he yelled louder, and then yelled at the girl,

"...Do you just want to see my jokes, do you just want to see my jokes!"

The boy yelled loudly,

When the passers-by heard the boy's roar, they couldn't help turning their heads one after another, looking at the boy and the girl,

"...we've been out for so long...we haven't eaten yet...I'm a little hungry...I'm afraid you're hungry too..."

The little girl looked at the boy, a little scared, and said aloud,

"...Xu Bing, let's go... If you don't want to eat, let's stop eating..."

Stretching out her hand, the little girl wanted to pull the boy.

The boy took a step back, his eyes were a little red,

"...You just want to see my jokes... Don't think I don't know, Shu Yue, don't you just want to see my face and laugh at me!"

Shouting at the girl more and more loudly,

More and more people passing by stopped and looked sideways.

"...You want to see it, right, you see it, you see it!!"

As the boy was talking, he tore off the mask he was wearing on his face. The straps of the mask pulled his ears a little red.

"...You are satisfied, are you satisfied! Huh?"

"... Are you satisfied! You see it!"

The mask fell to the ground, and the boy yelled at the girl.

The girl looked at the boy's crazy appearance, and couldn't help being frightened.

Standing there dumbfounded,

"...Don't you just want to see my jokes, see it now, see it!"

The boy yelled at the girl again.

"... Are you satisfied, happy, and funny!"

The girl froze, and took a few steps back.

The boy looked at the girl, his eyes were red, and gradually he lowered his head, trembling all over.

"...this child... really committed a crime..."

"...Mom, this brother..."

Some pedestrians who stopped nearby saw the boy's appearance and couldn't help talking to each other.

As if hearing the words of the people next to him, the boy buried his head lower and lower, avoiding the poor or excited eyes of the passers-by, flustered, as if dodging sharp knives.

In a panic, the boy picked up the mask that fell on the ground again, and put it on his face regardless of the dust on the mask.

Just flustered and failed to put it on several times, the boy lowered his head again, dodged, and ran forward along the road.

The girl who stood there in a daze looked at the boy who was running away in a panic with his head buried,

Then she stood there in a daze, couldn't help but backed up, then raised her head, pursed her lips and looked at the people around her, the girl turned around and ran away to the other side.

The mask was only half put on, the boy buried his head, stumbling, avoiding the passers-by next to him, shrinking his body,

Looking forward again, he seemed to see Lian Ge,

Seeing Lian Ge as if he didn't see him, the boy panicked, staggered, and ran to the booth in front of Lian Ge, with his back turned to the passers-by on the street, sitting in front of the booth, lowering his head lower and lower.

His whole body was still trembling, and he shrank, as if avoiding the eyes of passers-by behind him.

Chapter 798 Face

"...This child is really a crime, and I don't know..."

"...Dad, why does this brother have such a face..."

"...Did Dad tell you that you are not allowed to point at others randomly, do you know that it is impolite?"

The pedestrians who had stopped before gradually dispersed, either speaking loudly or quietly.

Some pedestrians who walked past the booth looked sideways at the boy sitting in front of the booth, huddled up and buried his head, either pitying him, shaking his head and sighing, or showing great interest.

It seems that I heard the words of some passers-by, and it seems that I felt the eyes of some passers-by.

The boy buried his head lower and lower, and his shrunken body kept shaking.

Glancing at the boy sitting in front of the booth, Lian Ge didn't say much, and then turned his gaze to see the bustling pedestrians passing by on the street, eating some snacks casually.

……

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

Finally, some pedestrians who had stopped before walked away one after another,

No one among the passers-by mentioned anything about the boy, and they seemed to be unaware of the roadside stall and the boy in front of the stall.