I really don't want to be a teacher

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The middle-aged man walked into the kitchen and closed the kitchen door.

In the living room, it became a little quieter.

……

Next to the coffee table in the living room,

The woman in the wheelchair turned her head a little more,

There was still a smile on his face, he smiled, and then looked at the boy standing beside him,

"...Xiao Mu doesn't seem to be so afraid of her mother anymore."

It seemed that she saw the boy trembling, but he didn't lower his head, and was still looking at her closely. The woman said with a smile on her face.

Hearing the sound, the boy trembled more and more, his eyes were full of unconcealable fear, his face was still scared, but he was a little stubborn, he didn't lower his head any more, just hugged the cartoon schoolbag in his arms tightly, and looked at her mother.

The woman looked at the boy with a smile on her face.

"……mom, Mom, Mom……"

The boy shrank a little, trembling all over, still afraid, frightened, looking at his mother,

His voice trembled a little, but he still called out.

"Eh, what's wrong?"

With more smiles on her face, the woman turned the wheels of the wheelchair and moved closer to the boy.

The boy's whole body trembled suddenly and became more violent, and he couldn't help but want to back up, but he followed closely and stood still on the spot again.

Just trembling all over, tensed up, looking at his mother in fear, watching his mother turn the wheelchair, a little bit in front of him, and stop.

"What's the matter, what do you want to say to mom?"

The wheelchair the woman was sitting in stopped in front of the boy, with some seemingly gentle smiles on her face, she looked at the fearful, trembling boy, and asked again.

"……mom, Mom, Mom……"

The boy's voice trembled, his whole body trembled,

Slowly handing out the cartoon schoolbag in his arms,

"...Mom...you bought this schoolbag for me...you took me to buy it..."

"...can you be like... like before..."

"...Mom...I'm afraid...afraid..."

The boy's voice trembled, his eyes became more frightened, and there was some pleading,

Looking at his mother, he said aloud.

Listening to the boy's words and looking at the cartoon schoolbag handed over by the boy, the smile on the woman's face gradually faded.

"...Do you dislike your current mother?"

There was no expression on the woman's face, and her tone was not turbulent.

"No, no...no..."

The boy was a little scared at first, talking in a hurry, and then looked at his mother more pleadingly.

"...Do you dislike your current mother?"

The woman just kept asking,

"You hate the current mother, do you hate the fact that the current mother can't stand up?"

"Do you hate me, do you blame me... do you dislike yourself for having me as a mother?"

"...Huh? Do you hate me, do you blame me?"

As the woman spoke, her face became more and more expressionless, and her tone seemed to have no ups and downs.

Hearing his mother's voice, the boy trembled all over at first,

Gradually, the look in his eyes dimmed,

The hand that handed out the cartoon schoolbag slowly dropped,

The raised head slowly lowered,

With her head buried, her eye sockets became redder, and tears accumulated in her eye sockets.

……

Seeing the boy's appearance, Lian Ge paused,

Turning his gaze a little further, he glanced at the woman sitting in the wheelchair,

The woman still had no expression on her face, just staring at the boy who buried his head,

I turned my gaze a little further,

Lian Ge looked at the old lady next to him,

The old lady was still standing beside the boy, looking at the boy with some pain in her eyes, distressed,

As if sensing Lian Ge's gaze, the old lady raised her head slowly,

Then the previous words continued.

"...That morning, Xiao Mu went to school, and my son had already gone to work."

"... At this time, I am the one in the house, taking care of her."

The old lady turned her head again and looked at the woman in the wheelchair.

The woman still had no expression on her face, just staring at the boy,

"...She has inconvenient legs and feet, and she can't do anything conveniently. Someone in the room needs to help take care of her."

"After helping her get up from the bed, I went out to buy some pig's trotters and came back to make soup at noon, leaving her to sit alone in the room, and I went back after I finished shopping."

While talking, the old lady paused again,

"... When she was going out, she asked me if I had complained about her. If she hadn't, I wouldn't have to stay in the house to take care of her all day long. "

"...I told her that we are all a family and we should all be there, so there is no complaint or not."

"...Then, I went out."

"...To buy pig's trotters, I have to go to the vegetable market on weekdays. The vegetable market is not far or near. I usually walk there. It takes a while to go back and forth."

"...As a result, that day, not far from the gate of the community, I saw a pork vendor driving a car selling pork at the side of the road. The price was cheaper than the vegetable market, so I bought two pigs there. hoof……"

"...Thinking that there are still people in the house who need to be taken care of, I hurried back..."

"...When I got to the door, I heard some movement in the room, like someone was chopping vegetables in the kitchen... I felt strange when I heard it, there was only one person with handicapped legs in the room, Where did these movements come from... I carefully pushed the door open, and saw that the wheelchair was parked beside the living room, and there was no one sitting on it... Then I saw her walking out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife."

"...Then, she came over with a kitchen knife and closed the living room door..."

"...When I realized it, I felt a little angry and uncomfortable, and I couldn't tell what it was like..."

The old lady spoke with pain on her face,

"...I kept asking her, how could she be like this, how could she be like this..."

Chapter 1018 I'm Scared

"...Because her legs and feet are inconvenient and she often needs someone to take care of her. Guocheng changed his job and dare not travel as often as before."

"... Xiaomu changed to a nearby school just because she needed someone to take care of her. When I couldn't pick Xiaomu up and go to school, Xiaomu could come back by herself. At the beginning, Xiaomu was a little unhappy because she was separated from her friends, because His mother, he still agreed."

"...I'm also at home and take care of her all day long. Except when I go out to buy vegetables, I basically don't leave people very much. I'm afraid that if she is alone in the house, her legs and feet are inconvenient, and there is nothing she can do about it."

"...Because it's convenient for her, this kind of handrail is pressed on the wall of the whole house, in case she accidentally bumps into it, the handrail is even wrapped with a sponge."

"...In the whole house, everything that can be cleaned up has been picked up. The water dispenser has been moved to the kitchen, the coffee table has been moved to the side, and the sofa has been thrown away, just to make room for her to pass by wheelchairs. It should be more spacious. aisle..."

"... There is a rope tied to the remote control in the house, in case she accidentally drops the remote control on the ground, she sits in the wheelchair and bends too far to pick it up. There is a rope attached to her hand, no matter what. Can be pulled up again.

In addition to the side of the coffee table, there is also a soft hook on the side of the bed in the bedroom, so that when there is really no one in the room, if she wants to take something high, she can hook it off..."

"...I'm afraid that she has been in the house for a long time, sitting in a wheelchair for a long time, and I feel uncomfortable. Guocheng and I will push her out every day when we can push her out..."

"... On weekdays, I always focus on her... Afraid of affecting her, Guocheng quit smoking. The weather is hot, and I am afraid that she will be hot when she is sitting in the living room watching TV, so she will sleep in the living room again. There is an air conditioner..."

"...Xiao Mu is much more sensible. Every day after school, she runs back to take care of her mother..."

The old lady was standing next to the boy, with some resentment and gloom all over her body, and some pain on her face,

Looking at the woman sitting in the wheelchair, he kept talking.

"...But, how could she be like this...how could she be like this... Her leg has recovered a long time ago, but she just kept hiding it..."

"...how could she be like this, because she has inconvenient legs and feet, how many things are sitting in the house...but how can she be like this..."

"...I just asked her and looked at her."

"...At the beginning, she just stood there holding a kitchen knife, without making a sound."

"...Later, she just stared at me like that, and asked me if I blamed her...if I hated her...if I disliked her and needed to sit in a wheelchair all the time..."

"...Then, she held me down...then kept asking me and saying these things."

"...that I must blame her, that if it wasn't for her, I would be able to go out every day without guarding her, that I must hate her... that I would definitely wish her to die..."

"... Then she stuffed some unknown medicine into my mouth and forced it down my throat... I desperately wanted to scream and break free, but she held me tightly..."

"...It didn't take long for me to feel dizzy...I felt something was wrong, so I tried desperately to break free..."

"...Then, I broke free... At that time, I couldn't figure out whether it was she who couldn't hold me back and made me break free, or what... my mind was dizzy..."

"... In a hurry, I turned the doorknob and ran into the corridor."

"... I don't know if she didn't dare to come out or what, she didn't catch up... I ran downstairs along the corridor... Then, at this moment, my mind went dizzy again, and I stumbled and fell on the corridor. It was like rolling down the corridor, and I lost consciousness... When I regain consciousness... I am already like this..."

The old lady spoke aloud, with some pain in her eyes.

"In our old community, there is no monitoring in the corridors. It is in the morning, and most of the people living in the community building also go to work and study. There are not many people there."

"...When I became conscious again, my body was right in front of me, and it had been brought back from the hospital..."

"...It was said that it took more than an hour before someone saw me fall down in the corridor..."

As the old lady spoke, she raised her head again, looked at the woman in the wheelchair, and did not continue speaking.

Listening to the old lady's narration, Lian Ge looked at the old lady again,

The old lady's eyes were a little painful, and there was some resentment and yin in her body.

Turning his gaze a little further, Lian Ge looked at the woman in the wheelchair.

The woman sat in a wheelchair and stopped in front of the boy with no expression on her face.

"...Is it because you hate your mother? If it wasn't for your mother, you wouldn't need to transfer schools, right?"

"...You don't need to be separated from your friends. Do you blame your mother... If it weren't for your mother, you wouldn't have to rush back after school every day..."

The boy still bowed his head, and the cartoon schoolbag in his hand was no longer in his arms, but just hanging by his legs.

The paper cup in my hand was slightly tilted, and the last bit of water left at the bottom of the cup kept flowing out of the cup and onto the ground.

I don't know if it was a woman's words or something else, but the boy was still trembling slightly, his eyes became redder and tears were piling up.

"...Are you resenting your mother... Do you wish...Mom died."

The woman looked straight at the boy, rolled the wheels of the wheelchair, and moved closer to the boy.

The boy was trembling all over his body, he lowered his head, tears finally couldn't hold back in his red eyes,

Together with the water gradually dripping from the cup, it dripped onto the pool of water dripping on the ground.

"...Papa...Papa! I'm afraid...Papa! I'm afraid..."

Finally, the boy raised his head again and shouted loudly, the voice gradually took on a crying tone.

On the wheelchair, the woman stopped talking, and looked at the boy and the kitchen with no expression on her face.

Beside the living room and the kitchen, there was also some movement.

In the house, it was a little quiet.