I really don't want to be a teacher

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"...Old Chang, then we'll... hiccup... let's go back first, let's talk about it another day..."

"...That's fine, then you guys go slowly... Slow down, pay attention to safety..."

"...it's okay...we didn't drink much...hiccup...the amount of alcohol is here, no, it won't fall into the ditch..."

"...Pa, what the hell are you talking about...Old Chang, I'm sorry, this guy Xu really drank too much today..."

"...It's okay, it's okay, you guys go back first. Old Chen, help me, take this old Xu to the house..."

"...Don't worry...then we'll go first..."

By the yard, two drunken villagers supported each other after drinking some wine, walked out of the yard, and walked to the other side of the village.

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man sent the two of them out of the yard, smiled and watched the two walk away, and then turned around again.

"...Old Chang, then we will go back first. These tables and stools will be occupied by you in the yard of your home, Old Chang, and placed in the yard here. I will come to pull them in tomorrow morning. Look at it, Old Chang. ?"

Next to him, put away the last round table, and leaning against the side, the chef untied the apron on his body, smiled and said something to the middle-aged man,

"...OK, keep it here as long as you want."

The middle-aged man turned around and responded with a smile.

"...Then it won't matter if you leave it for a long time. It's impossible for this guy who eats to let you stay here forever."

The chef replied with a smile, and the middle-aged man also smiled,

"...Old Chang, let's go first..."

The chef led the kitchen assistants, drove a tricycle, and also left the yard and walked far away.

In the yard, only the incandescent lamps on the bamboo poles are left standing, and the folded tables and chairs are piled up on the side of the yard under the lamps.

And the old lady who was still slumped in the wheelchair, and the middle-aged man who was still smiling.

Outside the yard, on the village road, Lian Ge stood, looking at the yard quietly, without making a sound. On his shoulder, the little white mouse also turned its head and looked around.

……

"...Mom, this is the birthday banquet for your [-]th birthday tonight. You can see that it is still lively."

The middle-aged man smiled, turned around again, and walked up to the old lady.

"...Next time, when you have your eightieth birthday, I'll make it more fun for you... So, Mom, you have to take good care of yourself."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the blanket covering the old lady with a smile on his face.

The old lady turned her somewhat muddy eyes, looking at the middle-aged man, his hands, his whole body, gradually trembling more and more,

"...Mom, it's getting late, and it's getting cold outside. All the guests have left, so I'll push you back to rest."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, straightened up again, walked behind the wheelchair, stretched out his hand to push the wheelchair, and walked into the main room,

The old lady was slumped on the wheelchair, trembling all over, with some fear in her cloudy eyes.

……

"...Mom, what's the matter?"

Pushing the wheelchair, the middle-aged man walked up to the steps under the eaves. He pushed the wheelchair against the door of the main room, and pushed open the door of the main room.

In the main room, the lights were still not turned on, and it was a bit dark, only when the door of the main room was opened, the incandescent lamp in the yard barely passed through the door, swaying in some light.

Just when the middle-aged man was pushing the wheelchair into the main room, the old lady trembled more and more, her head rested on the back of the wheelchair, and with all her strength, she raised her trembling hand and grabbed it. The half-open door next to it,

It's just that the hands are still trembling, and it seems that they don't have much strength, and they just barely rest on the door.

The middle-aged man lowered his body, looked at the old lady with concern, and asked aloud, followed by a smile on his face, smiled, and said aloud,

"...I see, Mom, you are afraid that the wind will blow into the house soon, so let me close the door of the main room, right?"

Smiling and talking, the middle-aged man raised his hand, held the trembling old lady, grabbed the hand by the door and pressed it down, then held the old lady's hand, and carefully put it back on the wheelchair.

"...Then Mom, let's go into the house."

Smiling and talking, the middle-aged man pushed the old lady in the wheelchair into the house, closed the door again,

The old lady slumped against the wheelchair, as if she wanted to get up, but her whole body was trembling.

……

Seeing the middle-aged man push the old lady back into the house, Lian Ge paused for a moment, then moved his feet away, walked into the quiet courtyard, and walked to the door of the main room.

Immediately afterwards, the closed door of the main room opened in front of Lian Ge, and walked into the main room with moving steps.

……

In the main room, the old lady slumped in a wheelchair was pushed to the middle of the main room, with her back facing the door of the main room,

The middle-aged man went to turn on the dim lights in the main room, and before he turned around, he didn't notice Lian Ge walking into the main room.

At this moment, the door of the bedroom on the side of the main room opened from the inside.

The boy who ran into the bedroom earlier appeared by the bedroom door, looking into the main room, looking at his grandma, looking at his father,

"...Xiaoshan, you haven't slept yet. Why, is it because your father disturbed you, and you still can't sleep?"

The middle-aged man turned around, with a gentle face, and said softly to the boy,

The boy looked at his father, gradually became silent again, lowered his head,

"...What's the matter, you have a cold? Then grandma will rest later, and dad will bring you some cold medicine for you, and then put you to bed."

The middle-aged man smiled gently, walked up to the boy, touched the boy's forehead,

The boy was silent, bowing his head,

Next to her, the old lady slumped in a wheelchair tried to turn her head and eyes, as if she wanted to look this way, but she couldn't turn the wheelchair or turn around.

"...Let's go back to the house now, Dad has to take care of your grandma to rest."

The middle-aged man smiled, said, and stood up again,

The boy was silent, then raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, looked at the old lady who was slumped in the wheelchair and wanted to turn her head around, turned around, and walked towards the bedroom again.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, closed the bedroom door, turned around again, with a smile on his face, looking at the trembling old lady struggling in the wheelchair,

"...Mom, then I'll take you back to the house to rest first."

While talking, the middle-aged man pushed the wheelchair and walked to another bedroom next to the main room.

In the wheelchair, the old lady leaned back, trembling all over, looking at the middle-aged man.

……

"...Mom, you'd better sit down for a while."

The bedroom door was opened, the bedroom was pitch black, and the dim light from the main room barely penetrated.

The middle-aged man pushed a wheelchair and walked in.

Lian Ge moved his footsteps, walked into the bedroom, walked aside,

The middle-aged man turned around, closed the bedroom door again, locked it, and then turned on the light in the bedroom.

The incandescent lamp lights up, swaying down the light, illuminating the bedroom under the lamp.

The bedroom is not small, with a bed against one wall, and the quilt on the bed is neatly folded.

At the end of the bed is the window of this bedroom. The two layers of curtains are tightly closed. Through some gaps on the side, one can barely see that there is still a layer of paper pasted under the curtains and on the window.

And beside the bed, on the other side of the wall against which it was leaning, there was a coffin. The red paint on the coffin had faded, revealing a deeper layer of paint.

"...I'll wash Dad first, and then clean up Mom."

The middle-aged man smiled, said, and walked towards the coffin.

Chapter 615 Dutiful Son

Inside the room, the incandescent lamps adorning the roof were on, swaying some lights, illuminating the room, reflecting the shadows of several people in the room.

Standing aside, turning his gaze away, Lian Ge glanced at the old lady in the wheelchair again,

The old lady sat slumped in the wheelchair, leaning her head against the back of the wheelchair, her whole body trembling slightly, her eyes were a little cloudy, and she looked straight at the middle-aged man,

The middle-aged man was smiling and walking towards the coffin.

Walking to the side of the coffin, the middle-aged man left the top of the coffin closed, and there were still some seams on the top of the coffin, and then opened it a bit more carefully, and put the top of the coffin against the wall next to it. ,

"...Dad, wait a long time."

The middle-aged man walked back to the coffin, leaned down a little into the coffin, and said aloud with a smile on his face.

On the side, Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged man, turned his gaze, and glanced at the coffin,

In the coffin, the bottom is neatly stacked, covered with bedding and two pillows,

On one of the pillows is a skeleton. On the top of the skull, there are some marks of being smashed. The skull is a little sunken and broken.

The pillow on which the skull rested seemed to have been soaked with carrion and pus, and there were still some traces left, and together with the quilt, it exuded a stench.

The skull was covered by a quilt that exuded a foul smell. From the exposed part, it could be seen that under the quilt, the skin was covered with rotting flesh, and only some bones remained.

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"... It's been a little cold outside for the past two days. Dad, you should sleep in this room and keep warm. How about I add another quilt for you."

The middle-aged man smiled and talked to the skeleton in the coffin. He stretched out his hand, pulling the quilt with one hand, and dragging the shoulder of the skeleton with the other, as if supporting the skeleton to sit up.

It's just that the skeleton has lost the connection of skin and flesh. After being lifted up by the middle-aged man, a pile of broken bones fell into the coffin.

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man let go of the quilt, stretched out his hands to pick up everything, and continued talking,

"...But it's okay. Mom will sleep with you, and it won't be too cold for the two of you..."

Putting the recovered skeleton on the bed next to him, the middle-aged man smiled and continued to talk to the skeleton,

"...I know, Dad, you think Mom is dirty. It's okay, I will wash Mom in a while, and then I will let Mom sleep with Dad...Dad, wait a moment, I will wash you first , and help mom tidy up."

He leaned the skeleton that could be supported against the side of the coffin, barely placed the skull on the leaning skeleton, and put some scattered bones on the bed next to him.

The middle-aged man leaned down into the coffin again, and took off the cotton jacket that was wearing the upper body of the skeleton, and the cotton trousers that were put on the leg bones of the skeleton.

"...The clothes and trousers haven't been changed for several days, Dad, after I wash you for Dad, I will change you into a clean one."

Putting the cotton coat and trousers aside, the middle-aged man smiled, said something aloud, and walked towards the window in the room.

Beside the window with the curtains closed, there was a washbasin filled with clean water, a wool handkerchief, and a brush for laundry.

Taking the brush out of the basin and putting it aside, the middle-aged man returned to the side of the coffin with the basin of clear water and the wool handkerchief.

Beside her, the old lady slumped in a wheelchair looked at the brush that the middle-aged man had put beside her, trembling all over her body, and her cloudy eyes showed some fear.

……

"...Dad, today is Mom's [-]th birthday. I have a banquet for Mom. Dad, you can watch and listen in the room. It's still lively."

The middle-aged man was holding the skeleton on the bed, holding a wool handkerchief dipped in clean water, and gently wiping it, while smiling, he said to the coffin,

"...Today is also the anniversary of your father's death, so it can be regarded as having fun with you."

"...By the way, Dad, I also bought a big cake for Mom, and it was ruined by Mom. You know Mom likes to spoil things these years. But there are still some cakes left. Dad, you like sweet things. I'll get it for you, Dad."

As the middle-aged man said, he stopped wiping the bones with his hands, put down the things, smiled, and walked towards the door.

"...Boom..."

"... woo woo, woo woo woo..."

At this time, there were some chaotic voices and the sound of closing the door outside the house.

The middle-aged man who walked to the old lady's wheelchair stopped, still smiling, and looked at the bedroom door.

Next to her, the old lady sitting paralyzed in the wheelchair, trembling all over, looked at the approaching middle-aged man, with a little effort, she put her head on the back of the wheelchair, trying to see behind the wheelchair, behind the closed door. Sideways, trembling all over, hands trembling as if wanting to lift up, mouth slightly opened, making some indistinct sounds.

"It's okay, Mom, it's okay, that's my own son, how can I do to him, just like you, you are my mother, how can I do to you."

The middle-aged man squatted down in front of the wheelchair, smiled and said to the struggling old lady in the wheelchair, stretched out his hand and pressed down the hands that the old lady had just raised.

"...It's not that evil seed. Right, Mom."

Laughing, the middle-aged man said loudly to the old lady in the wheelchair,

"...Still, Mom, you are anxious to rest with my dad, yes, it's getting late, and it's almost time to rest... But, Mom, wait a little while, I'll get the cake for Dad, I will help you pack up when you come back, and you can rest."