I really don't want to be a teacher

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He directly smashed his head into the cake with the number "Happy Birthday" written on it, and the cake splashed and splashed on the middle-aged man next to him and the surrounding guests.

"...Old lady... Mrs. Cheng..."

"……mom……"

The guests next to him were startled, and then they looked at the old lady. The middle-aged man, who was covered in cakes, also showed a anxious look on his face, and stretched out his hand to go. Help the old lady up.

But at this moment, the old lady suddenly straightened up, sat up again, her eyes were still open, and she slumped down on the wheelchair.

The guests were taken aback again.

"...Mom, are you okay, Mom..."

The middle-aged man was anxious, holding the paper on the table, wiping the cake on the old lady's face,

The old lady's eyes were still open, as before, staring blankly at the front of her body, trembling all over, her mouth slightly opened, as if she wanted to say something,

"...Mom, what do you want to say, tell me..."

The middle-aged man was anxious, and after wiping the cake off the old lady's face, he put his ear next to the old lady's,

The old lady was trembling all over, with her mouth slightly opened, making some noises, as if she was saying something,

The middle-aged man seemed to be listening, and the anxious look on his face gradually faded, and some smiles gradually appeared.

……

Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the old lady and the middle-aged man through the gap around the crowd, and listened to the voices in his ears as the breeze blew through the yard,

"...you're not...you're not my son...you're a...beast...beast...you bastard..."

Those were the faint voices of the old lady's mouth,

The middle-aged man put his ear close to the old lady's mouth, listening, his face was the same as before, still smiling,

"...It's okay, my mother said, she was just impatient and wanted to cut the cake for everyone...and asked me to apologize to everyone, saying that I was sorry for ruining the cake."

Standing up straight again, the middle-aged man smiled and said to the guests.

Chapter 611 Longevity Noodles

"...It's all right... It doesn't matter if you eat the cake or not...Is the old lady all right?"

After recovering from the sudden scene just now, the surrounding guests either smiled and waved their hands, or looked at the old lady in the wheelchair and asked with concern, their voices were mixed.

"...It's okay, my mother is okay, she just dipped some cake."

The middle-aged man smiled and said to the guests,

"...I'm sorry, everyone..."

"...It's fine as long as there's nothing serious about it... Mrs. Cheng, we know what you mean, and we will accept it."

All the guests laughed and talked again, and an old man stood in front of the old lady who was slumped in a wheelchair, and shouted at the old lady again with a smile.

The old lady slumped on the wheelchair again, staring at her with cloudy eyes as before, her mouth was still slightly open, her lips were trembling slightly, and her whole body was still trembling.

"...It's okay, Mom, everyone won't be angry."

"...Yes, Mrs. Cheng...We are all here to celebrate your birthday...It's a joy to have some of this cake on your face..."

The middle-aged man turned his head and said to the old lady in the wheelchair with a smile on his face. The guests next to him also echoed, smiling and talking to the old lady,

The old lady slumped in the wheelchair opened her mouth slightly, her lips trembled, her cloudy eyes rolled slowly, as if she was looking at the surrounding guests and the middle-aged man,

Next to him, the boy standing with his head buried slowly raised his head, looked at his grandma, and then at his father who was still smiling, fell silent, and then lowered his head again.

At the table, the greedy children who were the first to gather around looked at the cakes that were left on the table, which were still in good condition, and then looked at the guests who were smiling and talking. , with some doubts in his eyes, as if he was wondering whether the remaining cakes would be cut.

The incandescent lamp on a nearby bamboo pole was on, reflecting the shadows of the surrounding guests,

Under the lamp, shadows intertwine and laughter is mixed.

……

"...Mom, then we won't eat cakes. But I also cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for you, and I'll serve them to you."

The guests who had gathered around before dispersed separately, and then sat down separately, chatted and chatted, and started to eat and drink.

The middle-aged man turned his head, looked at the cake scraps left on the table, paused for a moment, then turned his head, looked at the old lady slumped in the wheelchair with a smile, and said aloud,

"...Mom, wait a minute, I'll bring it to you."

"...Xiaoshan, look at your grandma."

The middle-aged man smiled and said hello to the boy, then walked into the main room.

Hearing the sound, the boy raised his head to look at his father, then lowered his head silently, just stood where he was,

The old lady sitting paralyzed in the wheelchair, as before, stared blankly in front of her, her slightly parted lips were still trembling, followed closely, slowly turning her somewhat cloudy gaze, and looked at the The boy with his head buried, opened his mouth slightly, and closed it again.

She just stared blankly, not knowing whether she was looking at the boy or something.

……

"...Mom, your stomach is not very good, so I cooked the noodles to make them a little bit rotten."

Not long after, the middle-aged man came out of the main room again, holding a bowl of noodles with chopped green onion sprinkled on the surface, and a piece of lard that had melted floating in the air.

"...I remember that when I was young, I often ate noodles in the house. Either my dad mentioned it or you mentioned it. At that time, I thought it was both dad and mom who liked noodles. I found out later, It’s because you like to eat, mom, but dad mainly likes you.”

Holding the bowl of noodles, the middle-aged man sat down next to the old lady, holding a pair of chopsticks, picked up the noodles in the bowl, and mixed the seasoning in the bowl,

The hot air rose from the bowl with the flipping action, and drifted in front of the middle-aged man and the old lady.

After the steaming heat, the middle-aged man smiled, but his tone could not hear any ups and downs as he said,

"...Xingsheng also likes to eat noodles. He can follow you, and I can follow Dad. Every time he eats noodles in the house, he can eat more. On the contrary, every time I pick some noodles from the bowl and give them to him. Xingsheng, in the end, I still couldn't finish the rest..."

While talking, the middle-aged man paused,

"...Xingsheng is gone now. Mom will treat this noodle as our brother and cook it for you together. Let's celebrate your birthday."

The middle-aged man said with a smile on his face, and stopped turning the mixing bowl,

The old lady rolled her cloudy eyeballs and looked at the middle-aged man. She just looked at the middle-aged man, trembling all over again.

"...Mom, come on, have a taste."

It seems that he didn't see the slight trembling of the old lady. The middle-aged man smiled, looked at the old lady, picked up the noodles with chopsticks, and handed it to the old lady's mouth.

The old lady's mouth was still closed and did not open, she just looked at the middle-aged man like this,

"...Mom, take a sip, try it..."

"...Boom."

The middle-aged man was still smiling, looked at the old lady and said,

But at this time, the old lady's hand was trembling, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she lifted it up, and slapped the bowl with a slap, the chopsticks,

The chopsticks were thrown away, and the noodle bowl in the middle-aged man's hand fell to the ground.

The bowl was smashed, the noodles were scattered all over the floor, and the noodle soup splashed all over the middle-aged man's body and face.

The old lady fell back again and collapsed in the wheelchair.

On the side, at the nearby round tables, the guests at several tables stopped their movements one after another when they heard the movement, and turned their heads to look at the sound of words.

Immediately afterwards, other tables of guests in the yard also stopped their chopsticks one after another, and turned their eyes towards this side.

In the yard, it was a little quiet.

……

"...Mom, are you okay? You're not burning...It's okay, it's okay...There's still some noodles in the pot, I'll just fill another bowl for you."

Without wiping off the noodle soup on his face, the middle-aged man was a little anxious and flustered. He said to the old lady in the wheelchair, and stretched out his hand to help the old lady up again, letting the old lady slump on the chair. On the back of the wheelchair, the old lady's hands were still trembling, her mouth was slightly opened, she looked at the middle-aged man, as if she wanted to say something out loud,

"...Xiaoshan, go inside and get your grandma another bowl of noodles."

The middle-aged man turned around, yelled at the boy next to him, turned around again, pulled a few pieces of paper, wiped some noodle soup stained on the old lady's face, and said to the old lady with concern,

"...Mom, you haven't been ironed... Your clothes are wet, why don't I give you a new coat and put it on again, lest you catch a cold in a while..."

The middle-aged man said, wiping the noodle soup stained on the old lady's face and body,

The old lady first looked at the middle-aged man, and then slowly rolled her eyes, looking at the boy who was walking towards the next room with his head buried.

With trembling hands, the trembling gradually subsided, but he just turned his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man,

"...it's okay, it's okay, Mom...what's the matter with my rough skin and thick flesh, I'll just wipe it off later."

He seemed to have noticed the slightly opened mouth of the old lady, the middle-aged man wiped the noodle soup from the old lady's face, put his ear to the old lady's mouth,

He smiled again, turned his head, and talked to the old lady.

……

"... This old lady is really, really like this, and she doesn't stop, she's crazy..."

A table of guests turned back one after another, holding their chopsticks and eating their meals again.

At Lian Ge's table, Aunt Xu turned around, held the chopsticks, took another bite of food, shook her head, and said aloud,

Lian Ge turned his gaze and glanced at him, but didn't say much.

Chapter 612 Angry

"...that is, the eldest son of the Chang family is kind-hearted and can bear it. This lunatic has been like this for so many years. He has to rely on others to serve him for food and drink, and he is so capable of torturing others."

"... It's better than the previous years. But this old lady is really... The eldest son of the Chang family is really suffering... If you change to another house, who cares about you."

In the yard, tables and tables of guests surrounded each other, eating, drinking, and talking.

Lian Ge took another look at the old lady sitting in a wheelchair not far away in the yard, and the middle-aged man who was feeding the old lady with a bowl of noodles while laughing and talking to the old lady.

Turning his gaze back, Lian Ge quietly listened to the voices of the old people at the table, and didn't say anything more.

……

"...Speaking of which, the eldest son of the Chang family is the one who committed the crime. How old was he when his mother went crazy? He was in his teens or twenties... In this case, it will be more than 20 years. Serve his old mother and serve him Damn, I have to look at him after being tossed around by this crazy old woman... You said that if it was another family, there might be a brother or sister in the family who could help take care of him, and his brother would have gone early..."

The old lady next to her shook her head and said with emotion,

"...Hey, how old was the youngest son of the Chang family when he fell into the river."

An old man next to him spoke up and asked a question.

"...Didn't you say it all, just half a year after that bastard got drunk and drowned in the ditch, the youngest son of the Chang family also drowned in the river. At that time, I guess it was only a few years old, at most about ten years old, I guess it is about the same as Xiaoshan, maybe a little younger than Xiaoshan at the moment."

Aunt Liu next to her answered and shook her head.

The few people at the table listened, and were a little silent, and didn't continue talking.

"...Hey, young man, why don't you eat it. You're welcome."

Aunt Xu next to her seemed to notice that Lian Ge hadn't moved her chopsticks, turned her head, and greeted Lian Ge,

"Thank you, I'm not very hungry yet."

Turning his gaze, smiled slightly, thanked him, and Lian Ge said something out loud.

"...The young man, you can take it easy, don't be too polite."

Aunt Xu looked at Lian Ge when she heard the sound, she was a little strange, but she didn't ask any more questions, she greeted with a smile, then turned her head again, and the villagers at the same table chatted again.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the yard again, at the old lady sitting in a wheelchair not far away, and the middle-aged man with a smile on his face,

Withdrawing his eyes, he quietly listened to the voices mixed in his ears with the breeze.

……

"...Mom, I can't eat anymore, so let's not eat the rest."

Putting down the noodle bowl and chopsticks he was carrying, the middle-aged man said to the old lady who was slumped in the wheelchair,

Turning around again, he looked at the boy who was standing beside him, with his head buried in silence,

"Xiaoshan, you can go and eat, don't be hungry, I'll just take care of grandma."