I really don't want to be a teacher

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Chapter 950 Birthday, death day, standing upside down black and white photos

In the house, there was no light.

Entering this door is the living room.

In the living room, the external windows were closed tightly, covered with heavy curtains.

The living room passed, and the doors of several bedrooms were also tightly closed.

Outside the house, the branches and leaves of trees extending to the second floor also block the light from the windows.

After the living room door was closed, the room became even darker.

Glancing at the middle-aged woman standing by the living room, Lian Ge turned his gaze, and then glanced at the living room,

In the living room, things are a little scattered,

The wall ash on the four walls has already peeled off a little, and some of the fallen wall ash is accumulated in the corners of the walls.

Next to the living room wall on the side of the door, there are a few stools scattered, and a square table is placed in the middle of the living room.

The unlit incandescent lamps on the roof are still covered with accumulated dust.

On the square table in the middle of the living room, there was still a pair of dishes that were not cleared away, and there were a few straws on the other side of the table.

Next to the living room is a small kitchen.

On the window outside the kitchen, several fertilizer bags were covered, and they were nailed to the rotten wooden window frame of the window, blocking the light outside the house.

In the dark, the kitchen furnishings are also a bit simple,

On one side is the stove, and next to it is a desk with a cement board. On the desk is a wooden chopping board, and a kitchen knife is placed on the chopping board.

On the kitchen floor, there were some dirty things stuck to it, whether it was oil or something else, and it seemed that it was neglected to clean.

On the ground next to the desk, there was a somewhat old and dirty trash can, with some uncleaned kitchen waste accumulated in it.

Looking at the somewhat narrow kitchen,

Lian Ge turned his gaze again, and glanced at the darkened living room,

now,

In this room, there is a strong ghostly atmosphere lingering,

Ghostly and Yin Qi, rampant.

"...cough cough! cough cough..."

After closing the living room door, she turned around again, and the middle-aged woman walked into the house with her things in her hands, as if she was attacked by the bone-chilling chill in the room.

He couldn't help but stop, bent down, coughed a few times, and his face turned a little pale.

After coughing, the expression on the middle-aged woman's face didn't change, she just carried the things in her hand and walked into the house.

Glancing at the living room, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the middle-aged woman,

The middle-aged woman is also surrounded by ghosts and resentment.

Moving his feet away again, Lian Ge walked not far behind the middle-aged woman, and walked into the house with the woman.

……

Without stopping in the living room, the middle-aged woman held the bulging red plastic bag in her hand,

With his head lowered, he walked through the living room and walked to the door of the room past the living room.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and through the gap under the door, the room seemed darker than the living room, and only darkness could be seen.

under the eyes of the sky,

You can see the cloudy, resentful, and ghostly air of the thick fog, breeding and overflowing through the door of the house.

Stretching out her hand, the middle-aged woman unscrewed the doorknob, pushed open the door of that room, and walked in.

Following behind the middle-aged woman, Lian Ge also walked into the room.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the room, paused for a moment,

In this room, not far to the side, there is still a figure standing there.

This is a somewhat cramped room, only a few square meters in size.

The floor is rough cement, and there are no windows on the four walls.

The door faces the past, and there is a shrine nailed on the wall against the inner wall.

There are several framed photos on the shrine, one photo is standing against the wall, and the rest are upside down, knocking on the shrine.

The standing photo is a black and white photo of a man in his 30s. In the photo, the man is smiling to this side.

Next to the shrine, there is a long table with drawers, which seems to be used as an altar table,

On the altar, there was a large bowl filled with clay, and two unburned incense candles and a few sticks of incense were inserted into the bowl.

In front of the altar, on the ground, there is still a rusty iron basin, in which are the ashes of burnt paper money.

That figure was standing in front of the altar, next to the iron basin,

She was a middle-aged woman with a thin and thin body and withered and yellow hair, wearing old and thin clothes.

The whole body is constantly breeding Yin Qi, resentment, raging ghost Qi, and hostility.

Seeing a middle-aged woman walking into this room, she turned her gaze,

Looking at the middle-aged woman, the woman was a little absent-minded, followed closely, and then moved behind her, she was already close to the wall and then moved as far away as possible.

Glancing at the figure of the woman in the room, Lian Ge paused his gaze, then turned his gaze, glanced at the middle-aged woman, and then at the room.

The middle-aged woman who entered the house turned around again, closed the door of the house,

It was getting darker in this room.

Only the joss sticks on the altar were left burning, and some dancing flames barely provided some light,

The firelight reflected the shadows of the people in the room,

It is also reflected on the shrine, offering the face of the smiling middle-aged man in the black and white photo,

Reflecting the figure of the woman standing beside the shrine.

Carrying the bulging red plastic bag, the middle-aged woman walked up to the shrine,

Standing still, he raised his head a little more and looked at the man in the black photo on the altar.

The light from the burning flames on the incense candle was also reflected on the face of the middle-aged woman.

After the middle-aged woman walked into this room, the raging resentment and ghostly aura around the woman subsided a lot, but she just tried her best to back away from the wall, looking at the middle-aged woman, a little lost in thought, and her eyes were a little gentle.

As for the middle-aged woman, she looked at the man in the black photo on the altar, with some nostalgia in her eyes, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

Looking at the man in the black and white photo on the altar for a long time,

With a smile on her face, the middle-aged woman squatted down again, and put down the bag in her hand.

Opening the plastic bag, ignoring the nectarines in the bag, the middle-aged woman smiled and took out a pair of incense candles from the bag.

"Honey, today is your birthday and your death day."

Holding the pair of joss sticks, the middle-aged woman stood up again, and at the same time lit the joss sticks in her hand with the flames on the joss sticks.

The middle-aged woman was still smiling, raised her head, and said to the man in the black and white photo on the shrine,

"I bought you some paper money for incense sticks, you can enjoy it."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, and put the lit joss stick on the altar,

"...The paper money, husband, you can use it to buy something, I don't know what you like now, husband, so you should buy it yourself..."

Squatting down again, the middle-aged woman smiled and took out a stack of paper money from the plastic bag,

The nectarines that fell on the paper money were taken out of the plastic bag and rolled down on the ground.

It rolled to the corner of the wall, covered with some dust, and then stopped again.

"...I wish you a happy birthday, husband..."

The middle-aged woman didn't seem to notice it, she just rubbed the wad of paper money in her hand, lit the paper money by the candle on the altar, and threw it into the iron basin in front of the altar,

Laughing again, raised his head and said aloud,

"...If the money is not enough, there is still some here, and I will burn it for you, husband. You can buy whatever you like, husband."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said aloud, then took out a stack of paper money from the bag, rubbed it to spread it out, and threw it into the iron basin.

Picking up a stack of yellow paper money from the bag again, the middle-aged woman paused again, the smile on her face faded a bit,

"...By the way, I almost forgot."

The smile on her face faded, and the middle-aged woman said again,

"Today is also your death day."

Chapter 951 Under the altar, in the drawer

In the dark room, the two incense candles that were originally burning have been burned out.

Only two newly lit joss sticks were left standing on the altar, and the paper money burning in the bowl and the iron basin on the ground, some flames flickered, reflecting the figures in the room beside the candles.

The middle-aged woman was talking, without a smile on her face, and looked sideways with no expression,

It seems to be looking at the shrine, with one of several photos upside down next to it.

"Take it and spend it, don't say I forgot, I'm not filial."

The middle-aged woman looked at one of the several photos upside down next to her, her face was expressionless, and she said something aloud, holding the stack of paper money that had not been rubbed open, and raised her hand,

Throwing the wad of paper money that had not been crumpled into the iron basin, some paper money that was still burning in the iron basin was suppressed to extinguish the flames,

Only wisps of smoke are left to permeate upwards.

Next to her, the woman standing by the candlelight was still just looking at the middle-aged woman, with some pain in her eyes, mixed with some pain.

Standing aside, Lian Ge glanced at the woman standing by the candlelight, then at the middle-aged woman squatting in front of the iron basin,

He didn't say anything, just watched and listened to the sounds in the room.

……

Wisps of smoke extinguished the flames from there, only some sparks were gradually eroding on the yellow paper money, lingering upwards in the iron basin,

The middle-aged woman squatting in front of the iron basin turned her head slowly again, and looked at the man in the black and white photo on the altar against the wall,

"...Honey, today is your birthday, are you happy down there?"

Looking at the man in the black and white photo, the middle-aged woman smiled again,

Next to it, in the red plastic bag that previously contained the paper money incense candle, the paper money incense candle has been used up and looks a bit empty.

The few nectarines given by the old lady at the entrance of the corridor before, either fell on the bottom of the plastic bag where the yellow paper joss sticks were placed, and the ashes fell on the yellow paper money, or rolled down to the corner of the wall and covered the ground. Ash.

"... When we were just together, we celebrated our first birthday. It was really fun."

"...At that time, we cooked a meal at home and cooked several dishes, including fried pork with green peppers, and..."

"...I'll sit next to you and serve you food..."

The middle-aged woman smiled, raised her head, and said to the man in the black and white photo,

On the altar between the middle-aged woman and the shrine, the candle flames flickering vertically,

Reflected on that photo, it was also reflected on the face of the middle-aged woman.

In the black and white photo, the man is smiling, and the middle-aged woman squatting in front of the altar is also smiling,

"... After dinner, it was still dark, and we walked along the river."

"...There is also a fruit stall by the river. You like nectarines. I bought a catty."

"...Tired from walking, you say you carry me. You carry me, and I will carry the nectarines for you... Let's just go home like that."