I really don't want to be a teacher

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Before all the yellow paper money in her hand was put into the basin, Sister Luo couldn't help stretching out her hand to cover her abdomen again, and then let go, but the sweat on her forehead came out again, and she barely stretched out her hand to support the wall next to her and stood up again. Get up and speak out to Lian Ge.

"Miss Luo can do as she pleases."

Turning his gaze, he glanced at Sister Luo, with a calm tone, Lian Ge said aloud.

Sister Luo heard the sound, turned around, covered her abdomen again, walked into the bedroom next to the main room, and closed the bedroom door.

……

Seeing that Sister Luo walked into the next bedroom, Lian Ge turned his gaze again, and looked at the coffin parked in front of him.

The coffin was closed, but not completely crucified.

"...Boom..."

At this moment, a collision sound came from the coffin, and the thin wooden coffin trembled slightly, followed by it, and stopped again.

Listening to the crashing sound, looking at the weather in this coffin,

Lian Ge listened and watched.

……

"...Master's house, master's house..."

After eating, the old Taoist walked into the mourning hall again, looked at Lian Ge standing in front of the coffin, turned around again, and shouted twice to the side,

Immediately afterwards, Sister Luo, who walked into the bedroom, walked out of the bedroom a few steps, and closed the bedroom door.

"... Is the master ready to eat?"

"...Eat well. Please ask the master to find someone who knows the way and take us to the cemetery."

The old Taoist replied,

"...I'll take the master there."

Elder Sister Luo came over again, looked to the side, and responded with a voice.

"...It's okay, then it will be troublesome."

The old Taoist nodded, answered, and was about to turn around and go out of the house again.

Seeing Lian Ge standing in front of the coffin again, he paused again,

"...Young man, come to mourn the child."

Looking back at Lian Ge, the old Taoist said aloud,

"...The child is young, and offering incense is not suitable. Why don't you burn some paper for him."

The old Taoist took some torn yellow paper from the side and handed it over.

Turning his gaze to the old Taoist priest and the yellow paper he handed over, Lian Ge shook his head slightly,

"I don't usually burn paper for people. He doesn't need it yet."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something aloud, then turned his gaze to look at the coffin.

Hearing the sound, the old Taoist looked at Lian Ge, and then at the yellow paper in his hand. His cloudy eyes were a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions. He just took the yellow paper back in his hand and put it back. When you get to the side, you have to turn around and walk out of the house.

"Sister Luo, can I see your son?"

Looking at the coffin, with a calm tone, Lian Ge said again,

"Open the coffin and have a look."

Hearing the sound, the old Taoist priest and the elder sister Luo stopped one after another, then turned around, looked at Lian Ge,

"... lad,"

Sister Luo heard Lian Ge's words and looked at Lian Ge with anger on her face, but she held back and didn't say anything.

The old Taoist next to him frowned, then looked Lian Ge up and down,

"...Young man, the coffin is already closed... It would be a taboo to open it again."

Frowning, the old Taoist spoke again.

"...Boom, Boom...Boom..."

And at this moment, a series of crashing sounds sounded in the coffin, as if someone was in the coffin, kicking the wooden planks in the coffin indiscriminately,

On the top of the closed coffin, it was pushed up to the gap from time to time, and then fell again, the whole coffin trembled slightly.

"It seems that he really wants to come out to see me."

Without turning his head, Lian Ge's tone was calm, and he spoke again.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of collisions in the coffin stopped again, and it was as quiet as before.

However, this time, not only Lian Ge heard it, but also the old Taoist priest behind Lian Ge, Sister Luo, and the people at the tables near the mourning hall.

The expression on the old Taoist's face froze. He looked at the coffin with his mouth slightly open.

The anger on Sister Luo's face faded away, she looked at the coffin, dazed and dazed, and took a step forward,

Several tables outside the mourning hall turned their heads one after another, looking into the mourning hall, with some doubts in their eyes,

People from the whole yard followed closely, stopped talking, and looked towards this side.

"...A corpse?"

It was quiet for a long time, and then there was a sound from the side of the yard, whoever said it,

"...Fake corpse, what kind of corpse, it must be a fake death, fake death... come back to life..."

The old Taoist priest by the side of the mourning hall reacted, yelled twice, then quickly turned around, and yelled outside the house,

"... Hurry over to the two of you and open the coffin, and you won't be able to come back to life in a while, but you will be suffocated again..."

The people outside the house also reacted, a group of people got up and moved the stools, the stools were overturned in the yard, and a group of villagers poured into the main room from outside the house,

Several people hurriedly lifted up a corner of the top of the coffin, lifted the board on the top of the coffin again,

"...Hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo..."

Immediately afterwards, the man in the coffin sat up, panting heavily,

Turning his head again, he looked around in the crowd, at first he tilted his head a little timidly, followed closely, then with guilt and frustration on his face, he slowly lowered his head,

"……sorry Sorry……"

Chapter 594

"...I'm sorry, my mother is sorry, my mother is sorry for you..."

Sister Luo's eyes turned red, she hurriedly moved her feet away, walked to the side of the coffin, hugged her son, who was bowing his head and shrinking body, tightly in her arms, and said over and over again,

Seeing this, the people next to him stepped back a bit,

"...Mom, I've worked so hard, so hard...but I'm so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy buried his head, shrunk all over, frustrated, and said over and over again,

"...I didn't hold back, I'm sorry...I've tried so hard to die, so hard, so hard...but, but...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Shrunken, trembling slightly, the boy apologized over and over again.

Sister Luo's eyes became redder as she listened. Tears welled up in her eyes and dripped down on the ground. She just stroked her child's hair with her hands over and over again.

"...Sister Luo..."

Beside, a woman watched this scene, couldn't help but opened her mouth, called out, and wanted to say something.

"...It's a good thing that the child wakes up...Everyone should go out first, everyone should go out first, don't all crowd in this room, give other mothers two places to talk..."

On the other side, a villager turned his head to look at the mother and son, and uttered a voice to help, saying hello,

A group of villagers watched and cooperated, and went out of the house one after another and retreated into the yard.

"...Sister Luo, let's let the child come out of the coffin first... It's a bit unlucky to stay in the coffin after waking up."

Greeting people out of the main room, the villager turned his head, looked around, stepped forward, and said to Sister Luo.

Sister Luo's eyes were red, and there were some tears in her eyes. Hearing the sound, she lowered her head and looked at the child in Hui Ali's arms.

"...Come out first, come out..."

"……sorry Sorry……"

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy buried his head, shrunk all over, trembling, and said over and over again,

Hearing his mother's words, he raised his head slowly, shrinking a little, looking at his mother, as if he had done something wrong,

"...I'm sorry, Mom...I'm sorry..."

"...It's mom who is sorry for you... Come out first, come out from here first."

Sister Luo's eyes became redder, she stretched out her hand to help her up from the coffin,

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stood up from the coffin with his head bowed, walked out of the coffin,

Then buried his head, cowered, and stood beside his mother, holding his mother's arm with both hands,

Sister Luo only had red eyes, looking at the child standing beside her.

"...Xiao Zhong, it's okay, as long as people are okay."

A middle-aged woman from the village who helped greet people earlier walked up to Sister Luo and the child, looked at the child, and said a word of comfort to the child,

The child just raised his head, stared at the man in awe, and then lowered his head again, just holding his mother's arm tightly,

"...Sister Luo, this is... what's going on."

Looking at the child again, the middle-aged woman raised her head, looked at Sister Luo, opened her mouth, and asked again.

"...I guess it's a fake death. Although it's rare, but in the past few years, Pindao has encountered it a few times."

The old Taoist priest standing next to Lian Ge took two steps over there and said aloud.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged woman turned her head to look at the old Taoist priest, then turned her head again to look at Sister Luo and the child,

"...Then... Sister Luo, since the child is awake, let's change this child's clothes too..."

Looking at the child, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something, but the middle-aged woman just said something out loud,

"...Is the child's clothes still there? Where are they? I'll help get them here,"

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman turned around and was about to walk to the side.

"...I'll get it."

Sister Luo turned her head back, her eyes were still red, and she said aloud,

Just took a step forward, but the child also lowered his head and followed her,

"...I'd better get it, Sister Luo, take care of the child, I guess he's also scared..."

The middle-aged woman who stood still looked at this scene, and then said aloud,

"...the clothes are in the closet in that bedroom."

Sister Luo was silent for a while, but said aloud.

The middle-aged woman turned around again, went to the bedroom to get clothes,

Sister Luo also turned her head, and looked at her child again, her eyes were red,

The child still had his head buried and his whole body shrunk.

……

On the side, Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the mother and child next to the coffin in the main room, then looked away, looked outside the main room,

A group of villagers who retreated outside the main room either returned to the table and sat down, or stood by the courtyard, but they didn't say much, and looked into the main room from time to time, with some doubts in their eyes,

Some elderly people looked around the room, then turned their heads back and sighed.

"...a crime..."

……

"...Then since the children are awake, the mourning hall is useless, so I will demolish it, Master..."