I really don't want to be a teacher

"...Old man, what do you want to eat?"

The owner of the restaurant took the steamed buns and put them in front of Lian Ge's table. He turned around and saw the old man walking into the restaurant, and hurried over to say hello.

The old man walked into the restaurant, stopped, and listened to the greeting of the restaurant owner,

He raised his head and looked at the menu hanging on the wall,

"...Just a bowl of noodles."

The old man paused, and then said aloud,

"...just one or two is enough."

"...Okay, you sit down first, and the noodles will be served to you when they are ready."

The boss responded with a smile, and walked away again.

The old man hunched over and stood by the door again,

Towards the side, he walked over to the dining table by the door and sat down.

Sitting, the old man first turned around and looked in front of the bus stop.

He turned his head again and looked at some customers sitting in the breakfast shop and eating.

Sit down again, stand up again at the table,

Lowering his head, he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned the other pocket of his clothes, which was more bulging.

Stretching out his hand again, he groped, and took out a lot of things from his pocket.

A stack of wrinkled and flattened bills, some one hundred bills, one fifty bills, several ten bills, and some one and fifty cents bills, neatly stacked.

A key, the paint on the frame has been peeled off, it looks like an old functional machine,

An ID card, a household registration book that was torn and reattached with bright tape,

A photo sealed with transparent tape.

The old man seemed to put all the things he needed to go out into his pockets.

Spread things out in your hands,

After looking at it, the old man first put the money back into his pocket, and then put the household registration book, ID card, and the old functional phone back into his pocket again.

After straightening his pockets, the old man withdrew his hand again,

Holding the photo in his hand, he looked around, seemingly in a daze.

He raised his head again and looked at the customers who were eating in the restaurant.

The old man sat up from his seat, hunched over, moved his feet, and walked towards the customer in the nearest store.

"...Hi, may I ask if you have seen this doll..."

The old man hunched over and stood still at the table, waiting for the customer who was eating the noodles with his head down to take another bite.

Only then did he ask aloud, and handed over the photo in his hand,

The customer looked up at the old man, then looked down at the person in the photo,

"I'm sorry, old man, I haven't seen it before... old man, this is..."

"...Thank you, thank you...this is my grandson."

Chapter 821 Phone

"……Excuse me."

After listening to the old man's answer, the customer spoke again.

Beside, the customers at the other two tables also raised their heads one after another and looked at the old man.

Bending his back and standing up again, the old man shook his head,

He moved his foot away, pinched the photo in his hand, and walked towards another table of customers.

"...Hello, please excuse me..."

"...Let me see..."

The old man walked to another customer table, and the customers who heard the old man's voice saw the old man coming, sat up straight,

He turned his head and handed over the photo to the old man for a closer look.

"...Sorry, old man, I haven't seen it either."

The customer also shook his head and said aloud.

"……thanks, thanks……"

The old man bowed his waist, passed his hand, stood up again, and thanked the customer.

Taking back the photo in his hand, he turned around and looked into the breakfast shop.

"...the face is here, the face is coming..."

"...Young man, you want the noodles."

At this time, the owner of the restaurant walked out of the restaurant with two more bowls of noodles.

First, he put one of the bowls on the table in front of Lian Ge, and then walked towards the old man with the remaining bowl of noodles.

"...Old man, the noodles you want... You are looking for someone, someone got lost in the house?"

The restaurant owner first put the remaining bowl of noodles on the table behind the old man, then turned around, looked at the standing old man and the photo in his hand, and asked,

"...My grandson is lost... Boss, have you seen it?"

The old man stood hunched over, lowered his head, looked at the photo in his hand again, agreed, and passed the photo in his hand to the boss.

"Let me take a look... Sorry, I haven't seen it either... It's been a few days, did you call the police?"

The restaurant owner turned his head, looked at the photo, shook his head in response, and asked again,

"...Reported, reported..."

The old man hunched over, stood, and answered.

"...It's been more than two days."

"...Old man, relax your mind. Now that the information is so developed, you report it to the police, and the police post it on the Internet. As long as someone has seen your grandson, there will be news soon. "

The restaurant owner gave a comforting word, then turned around, walked into the kitchen, and got busy.

"...Yes, old man, don't worry, you will definitely find it..."

Beside, there were also customers who followed suit.

"……thanks, thanks……"

The old man bowed his waist, nodded his head, answered and thanked,

Standing again, looked into the breakfast shop, turned around,

Holding the photo, he moved his feet, walked back to the previous position and sat down.

……

The old man was sitting, hunched over, pinching the photo in his hand, looking at,

The bowl of noodles on the table in front of him was filled with mist.

Looking at the photo in his hand again, the old man lowered his head, groped, and untied his pocket.

He unbuttoned the pocket and put the photo back again. After buttoning the button, he pressed it again through the clothes before putting it back in his hand.

Raising his head again, the old man looked at the steam overflowing from the bowl on the table, and after a pause,

Reach out and take out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder next to the table,

Holding the chopsticks, I picked out the noodles, and there was more heat on the surface.

After picking up the noodles with the chopsticks, the old man lowered his head and opened his mouth slightly.

But before the noodles were put into his mouth, the old man stopped his movements again,

Putting the chopsticks back on the noodle bowl, the old man sat up again,

He lowered his head, looked at his pocket, and unbuttoned the pocket,

Groping around, together with the previous photo, I found out the old functional phone with some faded paint,

Holding the photo with one hand and looking at it, he paused again,

The old man held the somewhat old feature phone in his other hand. With some difficulty, he pressed the phone in his hand to light up with his thumb.

Dial again, with some effort, as if dialing a phone number,

Taking the phone and looking carefully, the old man dialed out the phone and put the feature phone to his ear.

……

side,

He took a bun and handed it to the little white mouse on his shoulder.

Lian Ge took a bite of the noodles in the bowl, turned his gaze, and then glanced at the old man holding the photo with one hand and talking on the phone with the other.

He looked away and didn't say anything.

Lian Ge quietly listened to the voices mixed with the breeze.

……

"...beep...beep..."

The ringing reminder on the other end of the phone rang out through the old functional phone in the old man's hand,

The old man hunched over and sat on the stool, holding the photo in his hand, looking at it with cloudy eyes.

With the other hand, he held the phone and pressed it to his ear.

"……beep……"

"...I'm sorry, my dad called, I went to the side to answer the phone... My in-laws called... Let my in-laws come over for lunch... My dad is visiting relatives today, right now It is estimated that they are all in the house...then help your dad take one..."

After a few more rings, the phone finally connected.

There was a burst of noisy and lively sounds on the other end of the phone, and then it gradually became quiet again. It seemed that the person answering the phone had walked to a quiet place.

"...Dad, why are you calling me again now!"

Immediately afterwards, an impatient, low-pitched man's voice sounded from the other end of the phone,

"... Xiao Xun has been out for two days..."

Holding the mobile phone, the old man listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, opened his mouth and said aloud,

"...haven't found it yet..."

"...Dad, I'm in Renleya's room right now! You call me and talk about this kind of thing!"

On the other end of the phone, the man became more and more impatient, yelling at the other end of the phone in a low voice,

"... What do you think if Le Ya's parents hear about it! Parents are not satisfied with my child, and you still call me every day to tell me about this kind of thing!

Dad, I said, what are you worrying about all day? If he runs out, he will run out. You don't care what he does!

It's not that you don't know about him, how can you find him if he runs out less often?This is not the first time he ran out, what do you care about him, he will know to go back when he is hungry outside! "

On the other end of the phone, the old man was pinching the photo in his hand, listening to the impatient voice of the man on the other end of the phone, a little silent,

"...Besides, Dad, didn't you call the police? The police can't find it. What's the use of you calling me all the time? Who knows that he ran to that corner...running outside at every turn. Who knows Kong is tossing with him every day, whether I go to work or not, and whether I eat or not, that is, Dad, you are used to it! What are you looking for him for, if you starve him twice, I don’t see if he will go back!"

"...Youde, I'm still chatting with your dad. Do you want to eat an apple? I'll ask Xiaoya to wash it for you..."

"...My dad called me to ask if I wanted to leave relatives. I just told him about it yesterday. I'm here with Xiaoya today. My dad has a bad memory..."

"...Dad, well, that's it... Please don't call me now..."

On the other end of the phone, the man said something even more impatiently, and hung up the phone.

The old man was hunched over, sitting on a stool, pinching the photo with one hand and holding the mobile phone with the other.