I really don't want to be a teacher

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Or standing by the side of the road, squatting by the yard, still holding some of the already cold radish and pork ribs soup in his hand, the tears couldn't stop, and weeping loudly,

Or with red eyes, staggering, galloping towards the end of the village and then running over.

"……village head……"

Gusts of cool wind blew through the village, and heart-piercing cries and staggering footsteps mixed and rang out in the village.

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

……

"...Village chief, village chief, don't go, village chief..."

On the side of the road, a woman was holding half of the soup in her hand, squatting on the side of the road,

Facing the road, toward the end of the village, with red eyes, tears continuously falling down, crying loudly,

Next to him, a man looked at the woman beside him, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, but his eyes were also red,

"...The village chief is watching us... we can't let the village chief leave and miss us..."

Opening his mouth again, the man finally made some noise, turned his head, and looked towards the end of the village.

He spoke aloud, but as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he already had a bit of crying, and in his red eyes, tears flowed down unstoppably.

"...the village chief take care...the village chief has a good journey..."

"...The village chief... It's a good journey..."

With some crying, mixed with suppressed cries,

The sound of farewell rang again in this village.

……

"...Xu Sanwa, you are younger and your ears are better. Listen to what the village is shouting."

At the entrance of the village, behind the fence,

Holding willow branches, the guarded old man was still back and forth in front of the fence, looking back and forth on the ground,

Next to it, there are several other villagers standing, also holding willow branches.

It seemed to hear mixed, heart-piercing cries coming from the village,

The old man stopped his movements, trembling all over again, turned around little by little,

"...I'm getting old, my ears... are not working well...You are younger, listen..."

He squeezed the willow branch tightly in his hand, and the willow branch trembled under the old man's hand.

It seemed that he didn't dare to look at the red eye sockets of the person next to him. The old man turned his head away and asked again,

Just as soon as the words came out, the old man's eyes turned red,

"...What are you guys doing, why are you all standing here in a daze... Take care..."

Immediately afterwards, the old man panicked again, and then said,

It's just that he was talking to the people next to him, but he didn't look at the people next to him, and turned around in a hurry.

However, the cries from the village became louder and louder.

"...keep watching...keep watching..."

The old man clenched the willow branch in his hand, turned his back to the direction of the village, trembling all over, and then looked back and forth outside the fence, on the ground,

Said in a voice, guarded.

"...Uncle Yang, the village chief is gone..."

Next to the old man, a middle-aged man's red eyes were filled with tears, pattering down uncontrollably.

With some crying, some heart-piercing words,

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

The few people beside them also had red eyes, either crying or whispering.

"...what are you talking about...what are you talking about...don't cry...don't cry!"

The old man still didn't turn his head, trembling all over, talking loudly.

But it seemed that he had lost all strength, and he couldn't stand still. He staggered back, took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground.

Clenching the willow branch in his hand even more tightly, the old man slowly turned his head and looked towards the village behind him.

"village head……"

With his mouth open and his eyes red, the old man made some more noises,

"……village head……"

The eye sockets of the people standing next to them became more red, and tears poured out of their eye sockets unstoppably, falling down.

The cries are more and more mixed and resounding in the village here.

……

"...The village chief...take care..."

"...Village Chief...go all the way..."

At the end of the village, outside this courtyard, by the side of the road.

The few villagers who stayed before were still squatting or standing, with red eyes and tears falling down uncontrollably.

People from the village followed the road and ran to the yard,

Looking at the few people who were crying by the yard, they either lost all their strength and fell to the ground, or their eyes were red and tears rolled down, and their eyes became more painful, and they cried out loudly.

At the end of the village, in the yard of the last family,

Heart-piercing cries, suppressed cries mixed together, getting louder.

Standing by the yard, Lian Ge walked along the village road and glanced at the direction in which the young man was walking away with the ghost messenger.

In the ear, in this village, the cries from the courtyard were mixed.

The whole village is saying goodbye to the village head.

……

Looking at the yard again, all the villagers were crying, or with red eyes, in pain,

Lian Ge turned his gaze away again, moved his feet, and walked out of the yard.

Along the village road, he walked towards the family where he had stayed overnight.

Moving his feet, Lian Ge walked, watching the scene along the way, and listening to some sounds in his ears.

……

"... Mom, Dad... what's wrong..."

In the yard of a family next to the roadside,

The woman squatted by the yard, her eyes were red, and she cried loudly,

The man stood by the side of the road, his eyes were in pain, his eyes were getting redder, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Behind the yard, in the room with the door tightly closed, the child who stayed in the room seemed to have heard the movement outside the room, first pushed open the door, and looked out cautiously.

Seeing his parents again, he ran out of the house,

Seeing the red eyes of his parents, he couldn't help asking.

The woman listened to her child's words, but she just turned around and hugged her child tightly in her arms, the tears couldn't stop falling,

"...Mom, has the village chief left..."

Being held in his mother's arms, the child turned his head again and looked at both sides of the road outside the yard.

"...The village head teacher told us before the battle, if he leaves, let us not be sad... let us study hard, and we will be the village head in the future..."

The child spoke again.

"...The village head teacher is gone... gone..."

Listening to her child's words, the woman hugged her child more tightly, her eyes became more red, and tears rolled down from her eyes again, she answered and said in a crying voice.

The man standing beside him also clenched his fists, and his eyes became more and more painful.

"...Mom...the village head is gone, how long will it be before he comes back..."

Seeing the appearance of his parents, the child panicked and couldn't help asking again,

"...The village head teacher won't come back..."

"...The village head teacher is gone, what should we do..."

"...Mr. Village Chief...can you not leave..."

Some flustered voices rang out in the yard, and then gradually turned into farewell sounds,

"...The village head teacher should be sad to see us like this... Village head teacher, goodbye... Teacher, goodbye..."

……

Watch and listen.

The breeze blowing through the village was stronger,

Shaking the front and back of the house, there are patches of medicinal plants,

The branches and leaves of the medicinal plants collided with each other, and the louder rustling sound was also mixed with the cries in the village, and the voices with some crying voices.

Moving his feet, Lian Ge took another look at the roadside along the way, and in the yards of each family, he either stood, or fell to the ground weakly, or squatted, with red eyes, crying, seeing off each villager ,

Moving his feet again, he walked back to the house of the family where he stayed overnight.

Outside, in this village,

Crying, farewell, still mixed, ringing.

Chapter 940

"The village chief...take care all the way..."

"...Go all the way, village chief..."

Along the village road, the young man followed the ghost messenger and walked out of the village step by step.

Looking at the villagers saying goodbye, crying and saying goodbye to each of the villagers, the young man was a little silent.

"...Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Village Chief..."

On the side of the road, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child seemed to be frightened by the crying parents, or vaguely knew,

Someone important has left and will never come back,

Followed, crying, streaming tears, with some snot.

Looking at the child, the young man stopped and squatted down a bit.

Next to him, the ghost guard just stood still and watched quietly, without urging or making a sound.

"Why are you crying like this..."

A smile appeared on the young man's face, he squatted in front of the child, and was about to wipe the tears off the child's face with his hand.

However, when he raised his hand halfway, he stopped his movements and stopped his voice,

Squatting in front of the child, he paused for a while, then turned his head, looked at the side, in the yard, the same red-eyed, tearful parents of the child,

Then put down the raised hand, stood up again,

"Brother Guichai, please wait...let's go on."

Standing and stamping his feet again, the young man said something to the ghost guard and walked forward.

The ghost guard didn't respond, but just followed the young man's side without urging him or making a sound.

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