I really don't want to be a teacher

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The young man looked at his students below again, paused, and smiled again,

"...Besides, our village is developing better and better now, and we are making more and more money. We can't. If we make money in the village in the future, everyone can't even keep accounts... Now let's grow some medicine Zhi, now we understand these medicine planting techniques, if this medicine plant is worthless, we have to learn the technique when we change it to something else, right..."

"...Moreover, everyone has used this mobile phone...Now the little baby can use the mobile phone. If you can't read, how can you learn to use it? When the child grows up and goes out, how do you use the mobile phone to communicate with the child? Do you think..."

"...After I'm gone, the village will invite another teacher to teach you how to read and write. If anyone disagrees, let him tell me!"

"...Okay, let's not talk about it. Besides, you have to talk about me, our village chief, who keeps nagging all day long..."

Smiling, the young man spoke again to his student below.

"...Village Chief, Village Chief, please say a few more words, don't be long-winded..."

"...We are stupid and stupid, so we need the village chief to talk more..."

After waiting for the old man next to him to convey the message, the middle-aged men and women sitting below, with red eyes, hurriedly said,

"...You know now? It's too late!"

The young man said something with a smile, and then continued,

"Okay, you guys go out first, remember what I said just now. There are so many people waiting outside, if you delay, you will delay things."

Smiling, the young man spoke again.

Underneath, sitting middle-aged men and women, their eyes became redder and tears rolled down unstoppably,

But they didn't say anything, they just got up one after another, held the pen in their hands, took the things on the table, and walked out of the main room.

Also stood in the yard, among the crowd, standing,

In the courtyard, the villagers looked at the somewhat vacant main room,

Either silent, or with red eyes, or pain in the eyes, clenched hands, trembling all over.

In the yard, it became more and more quiet,

Only the soup bowls held one by one were left with wisps of mist rising and lingering.

Chapter 935 That can't work

"...Uncle Dong, I'm sorry to trouble you. You have been helping me pass the message."

Watching his students walk out of the room, the young man turned his head again, with a smile, and said something to the old man who had been relaying the message.

"It should be, it should be."

The old man turned his body sideways, nodded to the young man, and answered, his eyes were a little red,

"Village chief, take a rest."

"...Don't rest, I'm not very tired now. Although I don't know how much time is left, let's hurry up and do something again."

The young man smiled and shook his head, looked outside the hall, then turned around, said something to the old man, and then paused,

"...In the past, I always taught you, Uncle Dong, not to make money by pointing at gods and ghosts, but now it's like this, and you need Uncle Dong to help spread the word."

"...Village Chief, you are right, old man, apart from being born with the ability to see dead souls, I don't have any other skills..."

The old man next to him responded, his eyes became redder.

"...Then Uncle Dong, you can remember. In the past, you just lived for a living, but now, life in the village is gradually getting better and better, and it doesn't need to be like this anymore...Okay, I won't talk about it." Yes. I said just now, don’t be verbose..."

As the young man said, he turned his head back and looked outside the house,

Outside the house, in the yard, and on the village road, all the villagers were standing silently, looking into the house.

"Let's go out, Uncle Dong."

"Don't keep the others waiting."

……

Standing under the eaves, Lian Ge glanced at the young man walking out of the hall and the old man following him, then turned his gaze to look at the villagers in the yard and on the village road.

The villagers, who had red eyes, or were holding soup in their hands, raised their heads and looked at the old man. The old man looked sideways and watched the old man walk out of the house.

The young man walked out of the main room and stood in front of the open door of the main room. The old man followed and stopped in front of the door.

Behind the two of them is the main room with lights on, and the lights in the main room slant out a little, into the yard, reflecting the shadow of the old man.

In the yard, the villagers standing with red eyes, or some silent, cast their eyes on the old man standing next to the young man,

The old man looked at the villagers standing in the yard, then moved his feet, turned sideways towards the young man standing beside him,

"The village chief is here."

The old man spoke out.

In the courtyard, on the village road, the silent villagers turned their eyes one after another, looking at the position where the old man was looking.

Although no one in the village could see the old man's side in the yard or on the village road, the figure of the young man could only see the somewhat empty room through the open main door behind the young man.

But still looking there, it's just the silent villagers, their eyes are getting redder, and there are more tears in their eyes.

"...Village Chief...Village Chief..."

"……village head……"

Villagers standing in the yard looked at that place, their eyes were red, they couldn't help walking forward, and stopped each other, calling out,

"……village head……"

There was a sound of calling, mixed in this yard and on the village road.

"……Eh."

The young man smiled, looked at the villagers standing in the yard, and answered.

"The village chief has accepted everyone."

Next to him, the old man turned around again and said something to the villagers in the yard.

In the yard, the villagers stopped talking again, and tears gradually accumulated in their red eyes.

"...Village Chief, you said that you wanted some carrot soup, but you haven't been able to drink it. I brought it here. Village Chief, please have a sip..."

A woman raised her hand, wiped her red eyes, and then held the soup bowl that was still steaming, walked two steps forward, and said aloud to the young man next to the old man. ,

Just talking, the eye sockets turned red again, and there was a bit of crying in the voice,

"...Village Chief, I also stewed some radish soup here... The radish I just pulled back from the field is fresh..."

"...Village Chief...you can sing...the other day, village chief, you said you wanted to drink, but you didn't drink it...we did it, but we couldn't catch up..."

"...Village Chief, you can have a taste..."

In the yard, there were bigger or smaller soup bowls, all of which contained the same radish and ribs soup. Villagers carefully guarded the bowls, and then they walked closer to the young man. some,

With red eyes, he said in the direction of the young man.

In each soup bowl, the rising mist was disturbed by the breeze and diffused in the yard.

The young man standing in front of the house looked at the soup bowls carried by the villagers, he was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

"So much?"

Laughing, the young man said aloud,

"There are so many, I can't eat it... Well, let me taste one by one."

"The village chief said he couldn't eat so much, so he tasted each of them."

Waiting for the old man to convey another sentence, the young man seemed to take a deep breath, and the mist rising from the soup bowls became less.

"...Village Chief, do you have anything else you want to eat? We'll make it for you right now, and we'll make it for you right now..."

One of the women holding a soup bowl looked at the young man's position, her eyes became redder and she said,

Others followed suit.

"I'm full, I'm full."

The young man shook his head with a smile, and said something aloud.

After waiting for the old man next to him to convey it.

Everyone in the village remained silent again, calmed down, just stood, looking at the young man's position, or their eyes were red, or there was some pain in their eyes, and some tears were accumulated.

"I asked everyone to come here today. I want to tell you something more. There are some things I want to tell you. Everyone, just treat it as me and hold a meeting for you."

The young man stood at the door of the main house, looked at the villagers in the yard and on the village road, paused, and spoke again.

"...Everyone may not like me to hold a meeting with you, but this should be the last time, so please bear with it..."

Waiting for the old man next to him to convey the words of the young man, the eyes of the villagers standing on the village road in the yard became more and more red.

"... Village Chief... Village Chief... We haven't built a new house for you yet, Village Chief..."

Everyone in the village couldn't help calling the young man again, and the man from the family next to the middle-aged man couldn't help but walked a few steps closer to the young man's position, and stopped again.

With some pain in his eyes, he said to the young man again,

"To build a new house, I'm afraid it will take some time. There are still many families in the village who haven't built new houses."

The young man turned his head towards the somewhat old house behind him,

In the dilapidated house, the long desk used for class is newer,

Smiling, he turned his head again, and the young man said to the person who spoke, the villager on the village road in the yard.

"...You don't have to wait long. We will help you repair the village chief tomorrow...today... Wait, the village chief. When the new house is repaired, you will live in the new house, too."

Waiting for the old man to convey the words, the man couldn't help but followed up, and next to him, the villagers followed suit, the tears accumulated in his eyes couldn't stop rolling out,

"Fix it tomorrow, that's not okay."

Smiling, the young man shook his head.

Chapter 936 Village Chief

"...It was agreed in the past that there is some money in the village. First, the dilapidated and dangerous houses in the village will be repaired, and then other people in the village will be repaired. For me, I will live alone and stay in the at last."

"I made this rule myself, how can I break my own rules."

The young man smiled, and continued talking to the villagers standing on the village road in the yard.

The old man next to him paused, and then conveyed the message to the villagers.

"...Village Chief...Village Chief..."

"Why, you really want to break the rules I set up myself? That's not okay."

Listening to what the old man told, the villagers couldn't help shouting again.

The young man smiled, looked at the villagers in the yard and on the village road, and said aloud,

"... I know that many people in the village want to build new houses. If I repair the new houses in my own house first, and then tell you that I want you to wait for some older houses in the village to repair first, Doesn’t my back hurt when I stand and talk?”

Smiling, he said something aloud, the young man paused again, the smile on his face restrained a bit,

"The matter of building a new house in the village is what I'm going to talk about today."

"...I know, life in the village is easier now, I have some money, and the houses of every household are a little old, and I want to push them out and build a new house, which is what they should be, how comfortable it is to live in a new house Ah...but the vile village head like me just said no, I have to repair those houses that are dilapidated first, and the money for repairing the houses is paid by the whole village... Everyone may think that the houses in other houses are dilapidated It's nothing to me if I don't break through. Although it is said that everyone in the village contributes money and effort to build a new house, but I repaired it late and lived in a new house for a year or two. Isn't it a loss...

It's possible, that is, everyone is afraid of me, thinking that our village chief has said it, so we agreed. "

The young man spoke aloud, looking at the villagers on the village road in the yard, and the old man standing beside him, conveying the message.

……

Standing under the eaves, Lian Ge listened to the voices of the young man and the old man,

Turning his gaze again, he glanced at the courtyard full of people, on the village road,

In the yard, on the village road,

A little quiet, except for the young man, the old man, no one speaks,

It's just that some people pursed their lips, their eyes became redder, and some people clenched their hands tightly, trembling slightly.