I really don't want to be a teacher

I just buried my head down a little bit, and I grabbed my hair even harder, with pain on my face,

"... woo... um..."

Tears fell to the ground, and a suppressed cry came from the young man's throat.

The curled up body trembled.

Glancing at the young man again, Lian Ge turned his gaze away again,

Glancing at the side, the skewers of grilled wings that were also placed on the table, were pushed down to the iron plate next to the table earlier.

The grilled wings have cooled down a bit.

Pausing his eyes, Lian Ge picked up the iron plate,

Picking up the grilled wings, Lian Ge turned around again and walked towards the oven.

……

Watching Lian Ge walk away again, and sitting beside him, the silent old man turned his head back again,

Looking at the painful middle-aged man with red eyes, looking at the young man,

Looking at the young man who was squatting, trembling all over, suppressing his crying even more, burying his head and scratching his hair,

The old man paused again, stood up from the stool, hunched over, took two steps forward, and walked a little closer.

"...Young man, don't feel too bad... If you see you feel so uncomfortable, your father must also feel very uncomfortable."

The old man lowered his body a little, and comforted the young man who was suppressing his crying and buried his head,

This time, when the young man heard the old man's words, he gradually stopped his suppressed crying, his whole body was still trembling, and he slowly raised his head,

His face was in pain, his eyes were still red, and there were still some unshed tears in his eyes. He looked at the young man,

Looking at the gaze cast by the young man, the old man turned his gaze a little and looked at the middle-aged man next to him,

The middle-aged man cast a pleading look at him, opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"...I, I met your father...Your father, I definitely don't want you to suffer so badly..."

The old man turned his head, looked at the young man again, and said.

As the young man listened, his whole body trembled even more. Tears welled up from his red eyes and hit the ground.

Slowly lowering his head again, the young man grabbed his hair with his hands, and his suppressed crying grew louder.

"... um... woo woo..."

The old man bowed his waist, looked at the young man, paused, and did not speak again.

Beside him, the middle-aged man's eyes were getting redder, looking at his son, his eyes were filled with pain and guilt.

……

"Zi..."

Listening to the suppressed cries and words mixed in my ears,

Lian Ge stood behind the oven, took the cold grilled wings on the iron plate, put them on the oven, turned them over and roasted them,

The oil stains on the grilled wings dripped onto the charcoal fire in the oven, and the grilled wings were gradually reheated, releasing some hot air.

Take the skewer of grilled wings and turn it over again,

Lian Ge put the heated grilled wings into the iron plate, and holding the skewers of grilled wings, Lian Ge walked towards the table again.

The young man still buried his head, squatting on the ground, holding his hair, trembling all over,

The tears that fell patter fell to the ground, and there was a trembling, suppressed cry in his throat,

The middle-aged man stood in front of the young man, hunched over, looking at his son's appearance, his eyes became more and more painful, his eyes were red, and tears rolled down from his eyes.

Beside, the old man standing looked at the father and son, a little silent.

Walking up to the young man, he glanced at the figures beside the table,

Lian Ge put the skewers of grilled wings on the iron plate on the table,

"This is left for you by a previous guest, get up and taste it."

Turning his gaze to look at the young man, Lian Ge said aloud, and walked away again.

Hearing Lian Ge's words,

The young man with red eyes slowly raised his head again, looked at Lian Ge who had gone away,

Turning his head slowly, he looked at the grilled wings on the iron plate, which were still overflowing with heat.

Looking at the skewers of grilled wings, the young man paused his movements with red eyes,

Standing up slowly again, looking at the skewers of grilled wings, he sat down at the table again.

The middle-aged man, who was staring at his son closely, also followed the young man, walked back to the table, stood opposite his son, looking at his son with red eyes.

The young man's eyes were red, and there were still some tears in his eyes. He sat at the table, looking at the bunch of roasted wings that were overflowing with heat,

Slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the roasted wings, and passed it to his mouth,

Opening his mouth and biting, the young man's eye sockets became redder again,

I don't know if he tasted it, the young man suddenly panicked,

Holding the roasted wings, he hurriedly stuffed them into his mouth, chewing mouthfuls,

Immediately afterwards, in the young man's reddened eye sockets, the accumulated tears welled up again,

The mouth that was biting the grilled wings and chewing was slightly opened, and a suppressed cry came out from the throat.

Mixed with dripping tears, the young man took the skewer of roasted wings, biting and chewing,

And in the vision blurred by tears, a figure somewhat blurred by tears gradually appeared in the sight of the young man,

The young man's chewing movements gradually slowed down and stopped,

slowly raised his head,

Then he hurriedly wiped away the more unstoppable tears with his hands, and saw clearly the figure blurred by tears in front of him,

is his father.

Chapter 888 I Picked This Up

Seeing the figure in front of him clearly, seeing his father,

The young man's reddened eye sockets gushed more and more, and fell to the ground patter.

The middle-aged man standing in front of the young man gradually noticed that his son's eyes fell on him,

There were still some tears in the red eye sockets, guilt and fear mixed in the eyes, and the raised hands were a little helpless.

"……baby……"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, wanting to say something to his son, but he just called out.

"……dad!"

The young man just hurriedly stood up, stretched out his hand, trying to hug his father,

The suppressed crying in his throat gradually stopped, and with a crying tone, he called his father one after another,

Looking at his child's outstretched hand, the middle-aged man became more and more at a loss, but he still stood there,

Just following closely, the young man stretched out his hand and passed through the middle-aged man's body,

"……dad……"

The young man was crying, tears pouring out of his eyes more and more, but he didn't stop moving.

Stretching out his hand, he still wanted to hug his father.

The middle-aged man gradually stopped his movements and smiled embarrassedly at his child.

He bypassed the table in front of him and walked to his son.

The young man gradually stopped wanting to hug his father,

Just looking at his father in front of him, tears were still welling up in his red eyes,

"...Dad already, dad already..."

The middle-aged man stared at his child in front of him tightly, with guilt in his eyes and more and more pain on his face,

Tears welled up in the flushed eyes,

"...Dad I'm sorry for you...Dad I'm sorry for you..."

Painful, with guilt in his eyes, the accumulated tears gradually poured out unstoppably,

"...Dad is wrong, Dad has always been wrong..."

He stretched out his hand to hug his son, but his hand stopped in the air, but trembling all over, looking at his son, suffering and guilty, said in a loud voice,

"...Dad shouldn't let you go to the university you miss, Dad shouldn't just come back from outside...you did so many things...Dad hit you..."

"...Dad, I'm sorry...I'm sorry for you...Dad is wrong...Dad is wrong...It took a long time for Dad to understand...Dad is wrong..."

Suffering more and more, the middle-aged man said to his child,

The young man stood in front of his father, but his eyes were red, looking at his father, listening to his father's words, tears fell more and more,

"...Dad wants to make it up...but can't make it up...Dad hurt you...Dad is sorry for you, sorry for you...Dad is wrong, wrong..."

The middle-aged man was in pain, tears could not stop gushing from his eyes, his whole body was trembling even more, and he said in a loud voice,

"...Dad hurt you, hurt you, dad was wrong..."

"……dad……"

The young man looked at his father, his eyes were red, and he just called out again, his voice was a little crying, tears were falling, and his whole body was trembling.

"...Eh, eh...baby...baby..."

The middle-aged man hurriedly responded, calling his child one after another, followed closely,

Then he lowered his head slowly and looked at the small football that he was holding tightly in his hand.

"...Dad, I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry for you..."

"...This, this I picked up..."

As the middle-aged man said, he handed the small football tightly in his hand to his son, with guilt and fear in his eyes.

The young man lowered his head slowly, looking at the trembling hand of the middle-aged man, tightly clutching the worn-out small football,

His whole body was trembling, and his eyes were red.

I don't know if it's because of the middle-aged man's words, the little football, or the person holding the little football,

Tears welled up in the young man's red eyes,

"……dad……"

Stretching out his hand again, the young man took the small football handed over by the middle-aged man, and the small football was held by the young man.

Tears welled up in his eyes and fell on the little football.

With some crying, the young man stretched out his hand to hug his father, the hand still passed through,

"...Eh, eh..."

The middle-aged man responded, stretched out his hand, and put his arms around his son,

The young man stopped his movements and hugged his father, trembling all over, crying and shedding tears,

"...It's okay, it's okay..."

The middle-aged man spoke again, paused, and apologized to his son again,

"...Baby, I'm sorry...Dad, I'm sorry...Dad was wrong, wrong for a long time..."

"...Dad, don't talk about this...let's not talk about this...I am planning to come back...I am planning to come back from outside."

Hugging his father in his arms, the young man just responded, with red eyes and a bit of crying, he said,