I really don't want to be a teacher

Walking to the mountainside behind the hill, the old man in coir raincoat stopped in his tracks, and the old man's grandson also stopped before the old man could speak.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge turned his gaze and nodded to the old man.

Then, the old man and his grandson temporarily put the stretcher on the path on the mountainside, and walked towards the edge of the path by themselves, and walked down under a tree.

Under the tree, under the cover of dense branches and leaves, a large part of the rain was blocked, leaving a slightly dry area on the ground.

Waiting for some rainwater to drip off the coir raincoat, the old man hunched over, stretched out his hand and fumbled inside the coir coir raincoat, and found a handful of yellow paper money and a lighter.

Squatting down in the dry area under the tree, the old man held a lighter in one hand and yellow paper money in the other, shielding himself from the gusts of wind.

"Snapped."

The paper money was ignited, and after it was completely ignited, the old man put it on the ground where some paper dust had already accumulated,

"...Thank you for your blessings, and bless our grandparents to return smoothly."

The old man stood up, hunched over, burning paper money in front of him, facing the back of the hill, on the mountainside above the path, and muttered in a low voice.

……

Listening to the sound coming from the wind, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the mountainside facing the old man,

I saw that on the hillside of the hill, graves stood arched one after another, from under the tree where the old man was standing, to the top of the hill.

"...These are the ones that my grandfather and our ancestors buried, the tombs of rotting corpses, the unclaimed corpses, we all buried them on the mountain, not only on this mountain, but also on the opposite mountain, It's all..." Seeing Lian Ge looking at the graves on the mountain, the young man in the red raincoat beside Lian Ge explained with some pride.

The voice echoed in the rain, making the hills even more peaceful.

Chapter 202

Under the tree, after bowing to the graves, the old man squatted down again, and after extinguishing the sparks in the burnt paper money, the old man shook off the water droplets on the coir raincoat, stood up again, and walked back.

"...The old man is also a kind-hearted person."

Glancing at the old man walking back to the path on the mountainside, Lian Ge looked at the tombs without monuments stretching all the way to the top of the mountain, and said softly.

"There's no such thing as kindness or kindness." The old man walked to the stretcher, paused, and shook his head slightly when he heard the sound, "Our ancestors were all eaters of the dead, so let's think of it as accumulating virtue."

As he spoke, the old man withdrew his gaze from the grave on the mountainside, turned to look at Lian Ge,

"Sir, I kept you waiting, let's go down the mountain now."

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled and shook his head.

After that, the old man and his grandson lifted the corpse on the stretcher and continued to walk down the path down the mountainside.

Glancing again at the graves all over the mountain, Lian Ge looked away for a moment, moved away again, walked beside the stretcher, and followed the old and the young towards the village down the mountain.

……

The torrential rain slapped the branches and leaves in the forest, making bursts of slapping sounds.

Stepping on the path mixed with mud and water, facing the hazy rain and fog, Lian Ge and the old and the young walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Afterwards, the graves gradually drifted away behind them, and the village gradually approached in front of them.

……

Stepping into the village at the foot of the mountain, the dirt path turns into a village road paved with some slabs and stones. Along the village road, the buildings in the village are more and more clearly presented in front of you.

This is not a wealthy, open village. Except for a few houses covered with tiles and red tiles, most of the buildings are still built with rocks on the mountain as the main material, and the roofs are mostly covered with black tiles.

Walking along the village road, passing by several houses with faint smoke, the old man stopped again,

This is a single-storey house composed of mixed stones on the mountain and walls with wooden columns.

The house was covered with black tiles, and now the dense raindrops falling from the dark clouds were beating the roof.

The accumulated rainwater is continuously flowing down from the eaves along the grooves between the black tiles.

"...crash la la."

The rainwater flowing down from the eaves accumulated into a stream of water, patted on the edge of the courtyard by the eaves, splashed bursts of water, then gradually calmed down, and flowed towards the courtyard along the terrain.

The old man turned around, and together with his grandson, they carried the corpse on the stretcher, quickened their pace, stepped into the courtyard without walls, and walked towards the house.

……

"...Sir, you go into the house first."

Lian Ge and the old and the young went to the side of the house and under the eaves. The old man and his grandson stopped and said something to Lian Ge,

Turning around again, he yelled into the main room facing the courtyard,

"Old lady, pour this gentleman a cup of hot water, and bring him a set of dry clothes to change into."

As he said that, the old man said another word to Lian Ge who was still by the eaves,

"Sir, you go in first, the room is warmer."

After finishing speaking, the old man turned around, and together with his grandson, carried the corpse together with the stretcher, and walked to the other side of the eaves.

On the other side of the eaves, there is a log-colored coffin,

After the old man put the stretcher beside the coffin and supported it, he stretched out his hand and pushed the coffin away.

"...Be careful."

After speaking to his grandson, the old man lifted the stretcher again, and together with his grandson, put the corpse together with the stretcher into the coffin.

……

At the same time, in the main room, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, an old lady walked from the back room to the main room.

"...Little gentleman, you are..."

The old lady was wearing an embroidered padded jacket and a pair of cloth shoes on her feet. Looking at Lian Ge outside the hall, whose clothes were slightly damp, she was a little puzzled.

"Passing tourists, follow this old man to avoid the rain, and bother you." Lian Ge said with a smile.

"...Don't bother, don't bother." The old lady reacted, waved her hand, picked up a glass from the table in the main room, lifted the thermos bottle beside the table, and poured a cup of hot water into the glass.

After a pause, the old lady picked up the cup, set it on fire with the hot water in the cup, scalded the cup, poured out the hot water in the cup, and poured a glass of water into the scalded cup again.

"Come on, Mr. Xiao, drink a cup of hot water to warm up your body. It's raining here, so don't catch a cold in a while."

While talking, the old lady came over with a water glass and handed it to Lian Ge.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge smiled, took the cup, took a sip of hot water,

"Thank you, old man."

"You're welcome, as my old man often said, it's fate to come here, if you can help, then help."

The old lady smiled and waved her hands, leaned out of the main room again, and glanced at the old man and grandson who were laying the dead bodies by the eaves.

Turning back, the old lady looked at Lian Ge again,

"Sir, wait a minute, I'll get you some old man's clothes, and you can change the wet clothes on your body, so as not to catch a cold."

With that said, the old lady turned around and was about to walk towards the bedroom next to the main room.

"Old man, don't worry about it. I wear thin clothes, and the clothes will dry in a while." Lian Ge stopped the old lady with the water glass in his hand.

"Then..." The old lady paused, "Then I'll go and get the stove at home, so you can warm up."

With that said, the old lady quickly walked into the next bedroom.

……

Standing under the eaves, in front of the main room door, Lian Ge stretched out his hand and lightly dusted off his clothes.

The clothes themselves didn't seem to have changed in any way, but the rain dripping from the cuffs of the skirts instantly accelerated a lot.

After a pause, Lian Ge moved his footsteps again and stepped into the main room.

In the main room, the floor is paved with rough cement, which is not smooth, and some traces of scraping with a scraper can be clearly seen.

The furnishings are a bit simple, the nearest one is a dining table, and three chairs are turned upside down on the dining table. On the wall facing the dining table, there is a landscape painting, which is already a little yellowed, and there is a door beside it, which seems to be a passageway. to the backyard.

Just as Lian Ge stepped out of the main room, the old lady who was going to the room came out with an electric stove.

Immediately afterwards, by the eaves, the old man who had placed the corpse and his grandson also walked to the door of the main room.

"...Sir, sit down first, don't be too polite."

The old lady with the electric stove greeted her, and while putting the electric stove on the ground not far from Lian Ge, she moved out a power strip from behind the door of the main room, and switched on the electric stove.

Outside the main room, the old man untied the coir raincoat, shook off the rainwater from the coir raincoat, propped the coir raincoat with a bamboo pole, and leaned against the wall next to the main room.

Taking advantage of the rainwater flowing down from the eaves, the old man washed his hands and stepped into the main room.His grandson followed closely and walked in,

"Old man, why is it so early today, is nothing wrong?"

After plugging in the electric stove, the old lady stood up again, looked at the old man and asked with concern.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head, then turned his head and looked at his grandson beside him,

"Xiaoshan, you go and get out my mobile phone for me to download."

"Okay, right now."

Hearing the sound, the young man ran towards the bedroom.

Seeing this, the old lady didn't ask any more questions, turned around, turned a chair from the table,

"...Sir, sit down and enjoy the fire."

Lian Ge reached out to take it and put it behind him.

At the same time, the young man who went to the cell phone also ran out of the bedroom again,

"Grandpa, here..."

It was a feature phone with some faded paint, and the buttons had lost their original color.

"...This was a few years ago, when the family came to collect the corpse, thank you grandpa for sending it." The young man stood beside Lian Ge, and said with some pride, "This electric oven is also the same."

Looking at the somewhat proud seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, Lian Ge smiled slightly.

On the side, the old man who took the mobile phone squinted his eyes, and after pressing a few times, he made a call.

"Hey, Officer Cheng..."

Chapter 203 Inside the Main Room

"...Yes, let's see when you come over."

"……Row."

Outside the hall, beside the eaves, the rainwater washing against the roof gathered and continued to flow downward.

The old man who took off his coir raincoat looked much thinner, sitting on a low stool by the door, talking on the phone.

Beside the table, the electric stove reflects the warm red light against the wind that blows in from outside the main room door from time to time.

"...Mr. Xiao, let me add some hot water for you. The water in the glass should be cold."

The old lady who handed Lian Ge a chair stood aside, looked at the old man who was on the phone, then turned around and said to Lian Ge.

"Old man, no need. A glass of water is enough." Lian Ge shook his head while holding the water glass.

……

And at this moment, the old man finished his phone call and stood up from the stool.

"Old man, are you done calling?" the old lady yelled out.

Holding the faded functional phone in his hand, the old man nodded,

"Xiaoshan, take it and put it away."

"Okay..." After taking the phone and answering, the young man quickly ran towards the bedroom.

"There is some hot water in the pot, do you wash it?"

The old lady took two steps forward and handed a dry wool handkerchief to the old man.

"Then wash it." The old man took a wool handkerchief, wiped the rainwater off his body, and nodded.