I really don't want to be a teacher

"...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, young man..."

When he ran to the booth, the figure stopped by the booth, and the incandescent lamp hanging on the booth cast a shadow on the ground,

He is the owner of this barbecue stall.

"...Sorry for keeping you waiting..."

Panting heavily, he slowed down a bit, the stall owner limped and staggered a little, touched the table on the stall, walked up to the stall on the street,

Said to Lian Ge, apologizing.

"It's not bad to sit here and look at the people passing by."

Lian Ge turned his gaze away, shook his head, replied, and glanced at the stall owner,

The stall owner was a little limping on one foot, his clothes, trousers, and face were covered with mud, and the skin on his hands and palms was worn off.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was panting heavily,

I don't know if it's the pain, or the rush to get back, tired,

It's just that the face was covered with sweat and mud, but there was still a little embarrassed smile,

"... Hey, when I first came back, I left in a bit of a hurry."

Seemingly noticing Lian Ge's gaze, the stall owner limped and moved his feet slowly towards the stall, while laughing and explaining aloud,

"...I stumbled on the edge of the intersection... This trip was really hard, I stumbled on the ground, and it took me a long time to feel the steps on the road next to me and climb up little by little..."

It seems that he walked to the place at this moment, relieved himself, and started to feel a little pain. He touched the table, and then limped a few steps towards the booth.

The stall owner was sweating more on his forehead, touched the table, stopped in place, grinned, and said with a smile,

"...I'm sorry, young man, to keep you waiting for so long."

With an embarrassed smile, the stall owner apologized to Lian Ge,

Looking at the stall owner who was touching the table, limped with one foot, barely touched the ground, and some dared not put it down, with sweat on his forehead, I don't know if it was pain or something, grinning, and still embarrassed to smile,

Lian Ge shook his head,

"Staller, please rest."

After saying a few words, Singer Lian raised his hand, waved lightly at the stall owner, and then withdrew his hand.

Chapter 890 is also a kind person

"...After resting for a while, I feel better."

Lian Ge withdrew his hand, followed by the sweat on the stall owner's forehead gradually lessened.

Seemingly feeling relieved, the stall owner lowered his head and looked at his legs while smiling, responding to Lian Ge's words.

Touching the table on the booth again, I tried to move my feet,

"... At that moment, I wondered how long I would have to lie on the ground... Judging by the way it looks now, it should be that I didn't hurt any bones... Hey, it's a good thing I didn't hurt any bones."

Looking up again, the stall owner said with a smile, while moving his feet away again,

Touching the table on the booth, the booth, and limping towards the back of the booth.

Sitting at the table, Lian Ge looked at the stall owner and didn't say much.

The stall owner gradually walked to the back of the booth, and his limping movements gradually returned to normal, but he was still touching the booth, moving his feet, and walking a little slower.

"……call……"

After walking to the booth, the stall owner let go of the hand holding the desk,

It seemed to feel that his body was slowing down, and he let out a long breath,

Lifting the hand with the worn skin on the palm, wiped the sweat on the forehead with the back of the hand,

Lowered down a bit, took a ladle from the desk next to it, filled some water from a small bucket next to it, and poured it into a basin on the ground next to it.

Touching the side, squatting down a little bit, reaching out and rubbing his hands in the basin,

The skin on his hands was worn out, and it seemed to be a little painful. The stall owner was washing his hands, and he had to stop from time to time.

But after stopping for a while, he still grinned and continued to wash.

"...Young man, thank you for helping me watch the stall for so long."

After washing his hands, with some water still on them, he stood up again little by little,

Standing up again, it seems to slow down a bit,

The stall owner turned around again, looked at Lian Ge, and thanked him again.

"After eating the stall owner's barbecue, it's okay to help you look at the stall."

With a smile, Lian Ge responded again.

"...letting you wait so long, young man, has delayed your time."

The stall owner was a little embarrassed and said aloud,

Lian Ge shook his head, turned his gaze away, and said nothing more.

Then he was a little embarrassed and smiled, and then took the handkerchief from the side,

Wiping the water off his hands, the stall owner looked at the stall again,

"...Young man, did an old man come here just now?"

Looking at the place where noodles were originally placed on the desk, the stall owner put aside the handkerchief he had wiped his hands with,

Turning around again, he asked aloud.

"Yes, a few guests came. There was an old man who ate a bowl of noodles. The money for the noodles and the money for the barbecue were put in a cardboard box."

Lian Ge glanced into the distance, replied, and then paused,

"The stall owner knows that old man?"

"...Know, why don't you know?"

The stall owner looked at the desk, then at the tables in front of the stall,

Looking at the old man who sat at the dining table before,

Looking at the noodle bowl on the table, the stall owner responded, slowly moved his feet, came out from behind the oven, and walked towards the table.

"...The old man, not far from here, is the head of an orphanage."

The stall owner picked up the noodle bowl with some noodle soup left, raised his head, and looked along the road in the direction where the old man walked away.

"...Hey, it is said to be an orphanage, but it is actually a small yard. It was decades ago, when we were still poor, the old man took pity on the little dolls that were thrown away, so he picked up the little dolls he met. Go back and raise them, so that they can survive... There are still people who, knowing it, still bully this old man with a kind heart, and throw the unwanted child at the door of this old man's house... This old man is really kind... ...I couldn't bear the little baby to be hungry and cold, so I kept them all... At most, there were more than a dozen small babies in the little orphanage..."

"...But, the old man is alone... Earn and save so much money, and use it all on these children... It's just that when the children grow up, some children will come back from time to time. This old man is still struggling with some money... What's more, he doesn't really want the money from these children, he only asks for some when he really has no other way, and uses it on those little dolls."

After standing still, the stall owner turned his head,

"...Sometimes when he finishes his busy work and the children are asleep, he will come out to look around. Sometimes when he comes to my place, I see it, and I will treat him to a bowl of noodles, and it will be cooked after a few visits. "

The stall owner smiled and said out loud.

"The stall owner is also a kind-hearted person."

"... Hey, what kind of heart is it... That old man is kind-hearted, anyway, I know it. I am also a person with no skills, and I can't help you if I don't have anything else. I am willing to give up a bowl of noodles. At least eat, it can cushion the stomach, warm the body, don't you think... But he doesn't come here very much, for fear of causing trouble to me."

"...Actually, if there is any trouble, don't bother, just a bowl of noodles."

The stall owner shook his head and said aloud,

Then he moved his feet, took the bowl, and walked back to the stall,

"...I don't know what happened recently, the old man adopted several children, but he thought of ways to send them out...Begging for help..."

The stall owner put the noodle bowl aside, raised his head, walked along the road, and looked into the distance.

While talking, he paused again, looked away, lowered his head a little,

"...The old man is too old."

Speaking aloud, the stall owner fell silent again.

Glancing at the stall owner, Lian Ge turned his gaze again, walked along the somewhat quiet street, glanced into the distance, and paused for a moment.

……

"...Young man, thank you for helping to look after the booth. I have delayed you for so long, and there is no need to entertain you. Let me grill you some skewers. See what you want to eat, and I will treat you to it."

After a pause, the stall owner turned his head again, picked up some grilled skewers on the table beside the oven, and greeted Lian Ge with a smile.

"No, this is enough."

With the last skewer in his hand, Lian Ge ate again,

The little white mouse, whose stomach was bulging from eating, also ran up to Lian Ge's shoulder again.

Putting down the sticks, Lian Ge stood up again, turned around, answered, and then glanced at the stall owner,

"It's so late, the stall owner still hasn't cleaned up the stall?"

Looking at the dark night, Lian Ge said something casually.

"Thank you...the stall will be closed soon, the stall will be closed soon..."

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, paused in taking the skewers, raised his head again, said to Lian Ge, and replied,

"...Hey, my son, there are many places to spend money outside to study, I have to hurry up and earn money."

After a pause, the stall owner laughed and said aloud, followed closely, with a proud look in his eyes again,

"...My son, he is studying at a key university..."

Listening to the stall owner's words, Lian Ge took another look at the smiling stall owner's face, the clothes and trousers were still stained with dust,

He paused his gaze,

"Since you have come back, the stall owner, and the barbecue has been finished, I should leave too."

"Okay... Then I won't delay you, young man, just go slowly."

Without saying anything more, Lian Ge turned around and moved his foot away.

Along the road, one person and one mouse walked forward and then gradually further away, and the booth behind them also gradually went away.

The stall owner stood up, raised his head, watched Lian Ge go away, then lowered his head,

First he lowered his head, then cleaned up the booth, and then stopped,

"...wait a little longer...the companies that work night shifts over there will get off work later, there should be some people..."

Looking along the road again, the stall owner turned back,

"...Damn it... I really hated the fall just now..."

"...Fortunately, fortunately, no muscles and bones were injured..."

Chapter 891 Okay, Grandpa is Waiting

"... crunching..."

In a somewhat dilapidated alley, in front of an equally old courtyard gate,

The old man stopped again, stretched out his hand, and gently pushed open the half-hidden courtyard door, but there were still sounds from the old courtyard door.

Bent down, raised his head, looked into the yard, then moved his feet,

After walking into the courtyard, he gently closed the courtyard door again.

The yard is not very big, the ground is just compacted soil, but it is cleaned up very clean.

Next to the courtyard wall next to it, there is also a small vegetable field, where some onions, ginger and some seasonal vegetables are planted. Next to the vegetable field, there is a bucket for watering against the wall.

Past the yard is the house.

At this moment, the main door of the house is open, and the lights in the house are still on.