I really don't want to be a teacher

His mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound after all.

Just listening to the other end of the phone quiet down again, silent, and put down the phone attached to the ear.

Turning his head again, looking at the photo in his hand, he paused,

Turning his head again, the old man took the old feature phone with some paint peeling off, and after struggling again, he made another call.

Chapter 822 The boy in the photo

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

The phone rang, and a sound came from the somewhat old functional phone.

After dialing the phone again, the old man put the peeled and mottled mobile phone to his ear, hunched over, looked at the photo in his hand, and remained silent, waiting for the person on the other end to answer the phone.

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

The phone rang again and again, but no one answered the phone.

"...Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later..."

The notification tone rang twice from the phone repeatedly, and after a few quick notifications, it fell silent again.

After a pause, the old man put down the mobile phone from his ear and held it in his hand.

Bent, the old man sat, silent,

The mist rising from the bowl in front of him lingered in front of the old man's sight,

Turning his head again, looking at the photo in his hand, the old man paused again,

Turning his head again, using his thumb, with some difficulty, he pressed the number one by one, and then dialed the number that no one answered before, put the phone to his ear,

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

Another ringing sound came from the old functional phone. The old man put the functional phone to his ear, hunched over, sat and waited, looking at the photo in his hand,

"……Hey."

Finally, after a few more rings, someone on the other end of the phone finally answered the phone. A female voice rang and answered, but did not continue speaking.

On the other end of the phone, it was a little quiet.

Holding the function phone, the old man listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, opened his mouth, and fell silent again.

"...Wanxia..."

After saluting, the old man fell silent again.

"... What's the matter with you?"

The other end of the phone also fell silent, and then the woman's voice rang out.

"...Xiao Xun went out... It's been two days, and he hasn't been found yet..."

The old man opened his mouth and spoke again.

"... You already talked about it on the phone yesterday."

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, followed by the woman's voice,

"But what's the use of telling me? Can I conjure your grandson for you or something?"

"... At first it was your son who was vying to get the child away, right? Now the child comes to me after something happens every few days. Yes, I owe your family what I owed you in my previous life, right? I owe it to your family in my previous life and now It should be over!"

On the other end of the phone, the woman's voice raised a bit,

"...This is not the first time the child has run out, right? The child runs out every now and then. It's because you haven't taken good care of the child yourself. Otherwise, can he always run outside?"

"...You come to me now, how do I know, how do I know where the child has gone, his virtue is almost the same as his father's, who knows where he went!"

"...Didn't you already call the police? Why are you still calling me? What can I do? Follow you and go out to look around?"

"...Who knows where he went, he always goes back and forth, he runs outside at every turn, whoever has time to look for him every day...I really beg you, I want to live, I can't just ignore everything , don’t care about anything, just go find your grandson..."

"...Don't call me again... I think it's okay if you can't find it now, anyway, you can't even take care of a child who is a few years old. It's just that you can't find it this time, and there will be another time , who knows where he goes every day!"

On the other end of the phone, the woman seemed to be venting her emotions, talking to the other end of the phone with a rising voice.

The old man listened, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but just fell silent again.

"...Wanxia, ​​what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, there seemed to be a man's voice a little far away,

"...It's okay, it's okay...There's something going on in the company, and I couldn't explain it to him for a long time, so I'm a little annoyed."

The woman's voice changed its tone, as if she was responding to the man next to her,

Immediately afterwards, he turned to the phone again and said aloud,

"...It's okay, I'm hanging up. Please don't call me again."

On the other end of the phone, the old man listened and fell silent for a while, then looked at the photo in his hand,

"...Have you seen Xiao Xun?"

The old man opened his mouth and asked again.

"……No."

On the other end of the phone, the woman seemed to be silent for a while, followed closely, answered a few more words, and hung up the phone.

Listen to the phone quiet down.

The old man was silent, and then put down the phone.

Bend down, sit, silent for a while, and then make a call.

……

"...Officer Chen, hello...I want to ask Xiao Xun about Xiao Xun..."

"...No news yet...OK...Thank you...Thank you..."

Make another call and say a few words.

The old man put down the somewhat old mobile phone again.

Holding the photo in one hand and the phone in the other, the old man paused again,

Lowering his head, he put the somewhat old functional phone back into his pocket first, then took a look at the photo, and carefully put the photo back into his pocket.

He buttoned the button in his pocket and pressed it through the clothes.

The old man put down his hand again, turned around,

He paused again in a daze, then reached out to pick up the chopsticks on the noodle bowl again,

The noodles in the noodle bowl were already a little cold under the gusts of wind that were still blowing with a bit of chill.

"...Old man, your side is getting cold, let me add a spoonful of noodle soup for you."

Walking out of the back kitchen, the owner of the restaurant who served a bowl of noodles to a customer next to him looked sideways at the old man, stood up again, walked out and said loudly,

"...Thank you, thank you...no need..."

The old man shook his head, picked up some cold noodles with chopsticks, stuffed them into his mouth mouthful,

Soon, he ate the cold bowl of noodles into his stomach.

"……How much?"

The old man got up from the stool again, hunched over, and walked towards the restaurant owner.

"Seven dollars."

The restaurant owner looked at the old man and responded,

"……Give."

The old man fumbled in his pocket, took out the neat wad of money, took out seven yuan from it, and handed it to the restaurant owner.

"...Okay. The old man sit down for a while and rest."

After taking the money and putting away the bowls and chopsticks, the restaurant owner greeted again,

The old man shook his head, put the money back into his pocket,

Looking into the restaurant again, looking at Lian Ge's side,

It seems to remember that I haven't asked Lian Ge yet,

The old man fumbled in his pocket and took out the photo.

Holding the photo, hunched over, the old man staggered slightly, moved his feet, and walked towards Lian Ge's side,

"...Young man, may I ask you, have you seen my grandson?"

The old man walked up to Lian Ge, talked, and handed the photo in his hand to Lian Ge.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the old man, and then at the photo in the old man's hand.

In the photo, there is a boy in the middle,

The background is a zoo entrance.

The boy in the photo is the boy who tripped over the man on the phone at the bus stop earlier,

In the photo, the younger boy looked at the side where the photo was taken and smiled happily.

Looking away, Lian Ge looked at the old man again,

The old man had some cloudy eyes, with some faint hope.

"I have seen."

Looking at the old man, Lian Ge responded.

Hearing the sound, the old man's eyes sparkled, he couldn't help walking closer, trembling all over, looking at Lian Ge,

"...Young man, can I bother you, tell me where I saw him and where he went..."

With his mouth open, the old man looked at Lian Ge with hope in his eyes, and asked,

"...Can you, can you take me there to see... Please... Please..."

"...I have money, I can give you money...can you take me there...tell me where he went..."

Chapter 823 Grandson

"Old man, is your grandson lost?"

"...After walking out of the house the day before yesterday, I never came back..."

Seeing the hopeful eyes, holding the photo in his hand, and the red-eyed old man, Lian Ge spoke again.

The old man crouched and stood, holding the photo tightly in his hands, and hurriedly responded, looking at Lian Ge more nervously, his whole body trembling slightly.

Looking at the old man again, Lian Ge stood up from the table again.

"Old man, come with me."

Looking at the old man, he said something in a calm tone, Lian Ge turned his gaze again, and looked at the restaurant owner who had just walked out of the back kitchen,

"Boss, settle the bill, how much?"

"...Young man, let me come, let me come..."

Lian Ge said aloud, and took out a piece of money from his pocket.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly uttered a sound, pinching the photo with one hand and groping in his pocket with the other.

In a panic, the wad of money was taken out of his pocket, and the photo in his hand fell to the ground.

Holding the money, he hurriedly bent down again to pick up the photo from the ground, and stood up hurriedly while supporting the table next to him. After wiping the photo on his clothes, his hands tightened even more.

Holding the photo, she stretched out her hand, and in a hurry, pulled out a hundred-hundred-dollar bill from the wad of money, and handed it to the restaurant owner who came over.

The restaurant owner looked at the money handed to him, then at Lian Ge, then at the old man stretching out his hand with nervous eyes,