I really don't want to be a teacher

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The old man was silent for a while, shook his head, and said aloud,

He raised his head again, and seemed to be looking into the distance, his eyes were a little dazed.

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"...In the morning, when I was picking vegetables in the field, I just felt a little tired, so I said to sit down and have a rest...I was still holding a piece of lettuce in my hand, so...I fell to the ground."

The old man hunched over, his whole body trembling slightly, the fundus of his eyes was somewhat cloudy, and his eyes became more and more dazed.

Looking at the old man, Lian Ge didn't say anything, just quietly listening to the old man's narration,

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"...Young man, do you see something?"

Looking into the distance, his eyes were in a trance again, and he was silent for a while, then the old man turned his head again, looked at Lian Ge and asked aloud,

"The weather is starting to get cold. Old man, the more you go, the more uncomfortable you will be."

Glancing at the old man, then turning his gaze away, Lian Ge glanced at the gradually deserted street, and just said something aloud.

Hearing the sound, the old man fell silent, lowered his head, and looked at the remaining vegetables in the bamboo basket, his eyes became more dazed.

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"...In the early years, the village was poor, and they had no education and no other skills. My father knew how to cook, and I also learned how to farm and eat in the ground."

"...When I was young, my father supported a large family by growing vegetables...Sowing seeds and transplanting seedlings. When weeds grow, I use a sickle to mow the grass. When there is a lack of water Just pick up the bucket to water... Sometimes, I follow, my dad turns behind..."

"...One time, it was summer. In the morning, it was raining, and the sky was dark. My father, carrying a bamboo basket, put on a rain cover, and went to the field... I don't understand, Where are we going under such heavy rain... Not long after, my father came back, drenched in the rain, and when he walked into the house, his clothes were still dripping down, and in the basket he was carrying, There were two bamboo baskets of lettuce pulled from the ground, and water was dripping from under the bamboo basket. When I entered the house, I greeted my mother and asked my mother to help shave off the rotten leaves on the lettuce... I also ran there I asked my dad why he didn't wait for the rain to stop before picking vegetables."

"...My father was still dripping, and he told me with a smile that he promised me yesterday that he would deliver the food before noon, so he had to deliver it, otherwise it would delay things..."

"...It was raining, my father caught a cold, and it took half a month to recover. I don't understand, but my father kept laughing and laughing, and my mother never said a word about my father."

The old man bowed his back, raised his head, his eyes were a little dazed, and he spoke again.

Chapter 753

"... At that time, I couldn't figure it out. When I was a little older, I felt that my father was too pedantic. It was raining so heavily, and it was okay to deliver the food late. It would be fine to talk to people..."

Bent down, the old man looked at the street where pedestrians were gradually thinning out, his eyes were a little dazed,

be silent again

On the street, the voices of some passers-by could be heard from time to time.

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"...At that time, the transportation was not very convenient. Every time there was a market, my father would go to the field early to pick the vegetables in the field, and then walk dozens of miles of mountain roads. He left in the morning and came back at night."

After another pause, the old man trembled, hunched over, raised his head, his eyes were in a trance, looking, and then continued,

"... At that time, I felt that the town and the market were lively, and there was everything. I got up early and met my father before he left, so I insisted that I wanted to follow. Sometimes my father would let me follow ... On the way there, he asked me to follow him at the beginning, but when he saw that I couldn't walk anymore, he moved the vegetables in the bamboo basket, let me sit in the bamboo basket, and picked me up to walk...

When we arrived in the town, my father would either pick up vegetables and deliver them to the restaurants and restaurants we talked about before, or he would go to the market and wait for a position to sell vegetables. I also squatted next to my father, watching... When the vegetables are almost sold out, and it's almost noon, my father will take some of the money from selling the vegetables and buy four pork buns at the side of the market, two for me and two for him.The pork buns taste really delicious...

After noon, the vegetables were almost sold out, so my father took me back from the town, and when we got to the house, it was almost dark...it gets dark earlier in winter, and it gets darker when we get home ...Sometimes, when my father takes me to the entrance of the village, I can see my mother waiting outside the village... After returning to the house, my mother steams the already prepared dinner on the pot The dishes are brought out... the whole family will follow around the table, I hold the bowl to eat, my father will pass the money for the vegetables sold to my mother, my father will talk about things in the market, and my mother will talk about things The things in the house, sometimes when my father talked about things in the market, I also rushed to talk about it..."

He raised his head and lowered it a little, then slowly turned his head and looked at the street. The old man paused for a moment, and then remained silent.

"...Later, when I grew up, my father was tired all his life and left early. My mother also went with my father after a few years."

"...I don't have any skills, and I don't know much about crafts and words, so I took over my father's class, guarded the land in front of the house, planted some vegetables, and then imitated my father, picking vegetables, Walk tens of miles of mountain roads and come to the town to sell."

"...married a girl from the same village, a house not far away, and had a baby... The baby is a bit older, and when I went to the fields, she also followed my buttocks... I picked it up Bucket to water the field, he dragged a long-handled ladle and followed behind me, the ladle and the long handle were taller than others..."

The old man was talking, his cloudy eyes were still in a trance, and some smiles appeared on his face,

"...When I planted seedlings in the field, I squatted in the field, and he followed suit. When I went to the town, he also wanted to go... At that time, I seemed to be slowly I figured it out, why my dad ran into the field in a panic in such a heavy rain..."

"... Then day by day, I got old and my baby grew up. I went outside to study, and after I came back, I settled down in the town, married a wife, and had a baby of my own."

"...As long as there are vegetables in the field, I will pick vegetables every day and sell them in the town. Gradually, I get familiar with those who often come to buy vegetables."

"...A few years ago, after the old lady left, it seemed that there were only these familiar old customers left."

"...I pick up vegetables every day, come to the town, sell vegetables, and talk to old customers I know, and they will tell me something... After talking and selling vegetables, sometimes, I just I will pick up the leftover vegetables, go to the doll's house in the town, and send some vegetables to him... Sometimes I have dinner there, and when the field is busy, I put down the vegetables, pick up the basket, and then go back When I got to the house, I went to the field to look around, and I stretched out my hands to pick any weeds... When the next morning, I got up from the bed again and went to pick vegetables in the field..."

His eyes became more and more dazed, the old man narrated, and then paused again.

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"...Every few days, I would deliver food to a restaurant on the street in the town. At the beginning, his father opened the restaurant. Later, when his father got older, he took over the restaurant. After leaving that restaurant, I still deliver food to that restaurant every few days..."

Turning his head, the old man walked along the street, looked forward, and said aloud,

"...When he was young, when I delivered food to the restaurant, I could see him in the restaurant. Sometimes he walked around behind his mother, sometimes he took a rag to help Cleaning up the table... I kept yelling when I was called, and when I saw me delivering the food, I helped his father carry the food into the kitchen, running fast from time to time... Slowly his father got old, and he grew up too .”

As he spoke, the old man watched, trembling all over, standing hunched over, and then paused.

"...There was a time when I went to bed late the day before yesterday and couldn't get up early the next morning. When I opened my eyes, it was already bright outside... I ran to the field in a panic and picked the vegetables. , and hurried to the restaurant."

"...When I was about to go, before I got to the restaurant, I saw the door of the restaurant. The owner of the restaurant was standing and looking towards this side. I hurried over."

"... When he saw me, he came up to meet me... He said that I always arrived on time in the past, but I still haven't come at this time today. I'm afraid that something happened to me on the way..."

"...After I delivered the food from the restaurant, I took the rest of the food and went to the stall... From a distance, I saw some familiar old customers waiting in front of the stall..."

"...I'm afraid they forgot about this matter... I still remember... After that, it seems that I understand more and more what my father said... It's agreed that if you want to send it to someone, you have to Deliver the food to someone."

Looking at the street again, the old man turned his head back, his cloudy eyes became more and more dazed,

In front of the booth, Lian Ge and the two looked at the old man, and the little white mouse on the shoulder also turned its head and stared at the old man.

Didn't make a sound, just listened quietly,

The old man is a little more silent, and the booth is more quiet.

Gusts of breeze blew by from time to time, shaking the bamboo basket slightly, and there were still some vegetable leaves left.

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"...just like this every day...there are vegetables in the field, I will pick some vegetables and bring them to the street."

Some cloudy eyes, more and more in a trance, the old man murmured and said aloud,

"... just watching customers come and go... watching an old customer, who used to take his own baby to the street, and later, when they got older, they replaced it with their son , daughter... look at their son, daughter, and then have their own baby."

On the side of the street, in front of the booth, the words of the old man rang out, mixed with the voices of passers-by on the street,

"...Mom...what are we having for dinner..."

"...Don't you like to eat onions, how about frying onions for you..."

"……it is good!"

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"...Buy some green onions and make some dumplings, my baby is leaving tomorrow, make some dumplings for him."

"to make."

Chapter 754

"...The old man Qiu who came earlier lives on the other side of the street."

On the side of the street, behind the bamboo baskets, the old man bent his waist and stood, looking at the deserted and deserted street, until he turned his head and looked into the distance along the street.

"...Sometimes when he comes back from outside and passes by here, he will buy some vegetables and have a few words with me."

"Earlier, when I saw him on the street, he was with his wife. Later, his wife left and the children were outside. He was alone in the house, and he couldn't stay there very much. I was afraid that It’s empty, and I’ll come out during the day, find some old men to play chess, and when it’s dark and the others are gone, I’ll go back.”

"...Usually I met him when I was about to close the stall... Sometimes, I would chat a little more about his children."

The old man paused while talking, then turned his head slowly,

"...Let me keep Piao Erbai's young baby, it is the son of old lady Yu's family... Old lady Yu's husband left early, and the child went when he was only a few years old, leaving old lady Yu alone to pull the baby …In those few years, she was poor, and she was the only old woman in Yu’s family. She did some work and didn’t have much money … Often, when I was about to close the stall and go back, I would come here to buy some leftover vegetables and fry them at home … Sometimes There is also some oily residue mixed in, with a bit of oily smell... After all, his child has grown up in the past two years, and life is easier, but she can't stand it anymore..."

"...After she went, the young baby often asked me to save some ladles for him, and take them home to fry... When the old lady Yu just left, when he came to buy vegetables, he was still talking. I cried once..."

Raising his head again, the old man was trembling, looking in front of him, his eyes were a little dazed,

"... First, I bought a lot of vegetables and went back to Old Mrs. Chen. She brought a daughter in the house. After the daughter grew up, she went outside and settled down at home outside. She came back to lie down after a long time... When her daughter was young, I have seen her often. When the old lady Chen went to the street, she often took her... Last year, when she came back with her daughter, when she went to the street with the old lady, I saw it too... Life is really good quick……"

"...and the one who asked to bring celery. His father used to come to my stall to buy some vegetables. He liked to buy celery and stir-fry meat. He had to keep the leaves. He said that was the way to taste it... Later, He doesn't come here very often, when his son goes to the street, he always comes to my stall to help his father bring some vegetables back."

"...When I was young, he was still skinny, followed his father to the street, and came to my stall. When I was talking to his father, he was playing with my steelyard by the side, and his father taught me a lesson Several times……"

As he spoke, a smile gradually appeared on the old man's face.

His eyes were in a trance, his smile gradually faded again,

"...and that old Mrs. Shao... when she went to the street with her wife, she often came to my place to buy some vegetables... she likes to eat cabbage and lettuce... Later, her wife had a stroke , It’s been so long, and it hasn’t been very good, I don’t see the two of them coming to the street very often, only Mrs. Shao comes here to buy a couple of vegetables from time to time, and then rushes back in a panic... I still look at them As for the married ones...they used to buy vegetables from me when they held banquets..."

"... I just watch it day by day... these old customers are getting older a little bit, watching their dolls, growing up day by day... I am getting older too..."

The old man was talking, then raised his head again, as if he was looking at the sunset slanting towards the west, the darkening sky,

Some cloudy fundus, eyes a little trance,

"...the days go by so fast..."

After another silence, the old man murmured, said something aloud, and fell silent again.

In front of the booth, Lian Ge looked at the old man, listened quietly, then turned his gaze to the street and the distance.

Gusts of breeze blew across the gradually deserted street from time to time, making it even more quiet.

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"... When I woke up in the morning, I felt a little tired, my whole body was a little heavy, and my eyelids seemed to be a little hard to open... But as soon as the alarm clock rang, I got up from the bed little by little. ..."

The old man was silent for a while, then spoke again and continued,

"...I have to deliver food to the restaurant, and I have to bring celery to the young doll... I promised yesterday, and if I promised, I have to deliver it... When the work is over, I have to come back and sprinkle some more The new seedlings are going down..."

"... I went to the field with a pole and a bamboo basket... The day before yesterday, it rained, and some muddy water accumulated in the field... I pulled some white radishes in the field, but I still felt numb all over my body. It seems that I am very tired... It seems that I can't lift my hands and feet, and my eyes seem to be getting heavier... After pulling the radish... When I went to cut the lotus flower, I thought it was time to rest... Then I just , as if I don't know anything..."

The old man was talking, lowered his head, looked at the pants on his body and the shoes on his feet,

The muddy water on the trouser legs seemed to have dried up, and there were patches of mud stains on the trouser legs.

The shoes seemed to be still wet, stained with some muddy water, leaving a muddy water mark on the ground,

"... Then, after thinking about it, it seemed that it was time to get up and deliver food to people. When people were still waiting, they opened their eyes, and it was almost noon... so they hurriedly picked the vegetables in a panic. , washed the dishes, and headed towards the town..."

"...just carrying a load and walking along the road. The more I walked, the more I realized that my hands and feet were getting heavier, and I couldn't lift them..."

Looking at the muddy trousers and shoes, the old man said, and gradually stopped speaking, and fell silent.

In front of the booth, Lian Ge quietly listened to the voices mixed in his ears as he watched the streets where pedestrians were gradually thinning out.

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"...Mom, Grandpa Cheng, Grandpa Cheng..."

At this time, a mother with a child walked down the street,

The child who was eating a pancake saw the old man and dragged his mother towards him.

"...Okay, Mom saw it."

The child's mother also smiled, and in response, walked towards the child along the way.

"...Grandpa Chen, we are here to take care of your business!"

Pulling his mother to the front of the booth, the child yelled at the old man crisply,

"...Uncle Cheng, the stall has not been confiscated so late today."

The child's mother looked at her child, then turned her head and smiled and greeted the old man.

"...No, no...I came out a little late today..."

The old man raised his head again, smiled and responded, and looked at the child again,

"...Xiao Chen, what do you want to eat today?"

Looking at the child, the old man smiled and asked,