I really don't want to be a teacher

While talking, the old man looked at Lian Ge who was sitting by the electric stove in the room, felt the wind blowing into the main room from time to time, paused, turned around, and closed the door of the main room.

"crunch..."

The old main room door made some noises because of the rusty hinges, followed by the main room door was half closed, which just blocked the cold wind blowing towards Lian Ge,

After that, the main room became much darker, and the warm light from the electric stove shone around the table.

"Then I'll go get you some water."

The old lady looked at the old man, responded and walked towards the back room.

"Mr. Xiao, do you want to wash it too? It's always uncomfortable to be wet with some rain."

The old lady walked to Lian Ge's side, stopped, and asked aloud.

"No need." Lian Ge smiled and shook his head, "Thank you, old man, for lending me a place to shelter from the rain. The rain on my body is almost dry."

Hearing this, the old lady didn't say anything more, nodded, and then walked towards the backyard at a faster pace.

……

The old man by the door of the main room moved to the table after fastening the half door.

An upside-down chair was flipped from the dining table, and the old man sat down beside Lian Ge.

He didn't say much, just turned his gaze, and looked at the rainwater flowing down the eaves outside the house through the half-open door of the hall, and the rain and fog hazy covering the hills in the distance.

"...Grandpa, the phone has been put away."

At this moment, the young man of seventeen or eighteen ran out from the bedroom next to him.

"Okay...okay." The old man nodded, "Go and start a fire for your grandma. By the way, tell your grandma to remove the bacon from the kitchen beam and entertain the guests."

"Old man, don't bother me." Lian Ge stopped him aloud.

"If you want it, if you want it, the person who comes is the guest." The old man shook his head and said aloud,

"Go, Xiaoshan..." The old man turned his head again and said to his grandson.

Hearing this, the young man didn't stay any longer, and trotted to the back room.

……

In the main room, it became more and more quiet.

Only the sound of dense raindrops hitting the tiles on the roof can be heard.

"...Where did you come from, sir?"

The old man sat beside Lian Ge and asked aloud.

"Upstream." Lian Ge smiled and repeated his previous answer.

Hearing this, the old man turned his gaze, looked at Lian Ge again, and didn't ask any more questions.

"...the old man has been on the Yellow River, saving these 'poor people'?"

Lian Ge stared at the door, looked at the hills surrounded by clouds and mist in the distance, and asked calmly.

"...When Xiaoshan was so big, I followed my father to make a living on the Yellow River."

The old man put the wool handkerchief on the table next to him, nodded,

"...we give these poor people a place to die, and they give us a way to live."

As he spoke, the old man turned his head and looked outside the main room.

"In the blink of an eye, it has been many years. I have spent my whole life on this Yellow River."

"Old man, have you met many poor people?" Lian Ge continued without turning his head.

"I have seen a lot." The old man replied, "The living and the dead, those who fell from the river, were swept by the waves, were tied up and drowned, and the corpses were thrown...everything is different. "

As he said that, the old man shook his head again and didn't say any more.

……

"...Grandpa, the hot water has been turned on for you, go take a bath."

At this moment, the young man came out from the back room and shouted.

Hearing the sound, the old man nodded towards his grandson, and immediately stood up again,

"...Then sir, you just sit here first, the old man, I will leave for a while." The old man turned around, bent his body, and said to Lian Ge.

"Old man, please take care of yourself."

Lian Ge nodded.

……

As he spoke, the old man turned around and walked to the back room with walking steps.

And his grandson, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, walked into the main room, squatted down beside Lian Ge,

"Sir, is that a rat on your shoulder?"

The young man basked in the warm light of the electric stove, looked curiously at the little white mouse on Lian Ge's shoulder and asked.

"Squeak!"

The little white mouse turned its head and squeaked twice.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge couldn't help smiling and nodded.

Hearing the sound, the young man couldn't help turning his head again, and looked at the mouse curiously, but he didn't ask any more questions.

……

Outside, the wind is still blowing, disturbing the dense and rapid raindrops, washing and beating the nearby buildings and the distant hills,

In the village, misty cooking smoke rose from every family one after another, gathered and merged into the hazy rain and fog,

In the room, there was the faint sound of stir frying from the back room, and the diffuse aroma lingered in the main room.

Squatting beside Lian Ge, the young man who was roasting by the fire seemed to be a little salivating, unable to restrain himself, he would turn his head to look at the back room from time to time.

……

After a while,

The old lady put a plate of steaming stir-fried vegetables on the dining table, it was a plate of fried bacon with garlic sprouts.

"Boom..."

The old lady took the last seat from the dining table and put it beside the table.

"...Xiao Mister, wait a little longer, I'll cook a little dish and eat."

The old lady smiled and said enthusiastically,

After wiping his hands, he turned around and walked into the kitchen again.

The young man squatting beside Lian Ge couldn't help swallowing while looking at the plate of fried bacon, but he didn't get up.

……

"Sir, you have been waiting for a long time."

At this moment, the old man who took a shower and changed into dry clothes also walked back to the main room.

Hearing this, Lian Ge shook his head slightly.

"...Xiaoshan, you should also take a bath. There is still some hot water left in the pot. You can mix some cold water yourself and wash yourself."

"Okay. Grandpa, I'm going to take a shower then." As he spoke, the young man glanced at the dishes on the dining table before moving towards the back room.

"...The family is poor, and there is nothing to eat on weekdays. You are laughing at me, sir."

The old man glanced at his grandson who walked into the back room, turned around and said to Lian Ge.

Upon hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the old man and shook his head.

"Don't ask for money with corpses. You are kind-hearted old man who is poor. I am just a passer-by. I am the one who bothered the old man to entertain you. There is no laughing matter."

"...The words left by the ancestors can be eaten by the dead, and they will not be rewarded by the dead. They can only be used to live, not to make a fortune."

The old man shook his head, replied, then turned around and walked towards the table.

"...Sir, please take a seat at the table."

Chapter 204 Police

"...Xiao Mister, there are not many dishes here, so don't be disgusted."

In the main room, the old lady took a cleaned stool from the backyard and put it by the table.

Turning around, he said to Lian Ge.

"It's rich enough. I'll trouble you, old man."

Sitting at the dining table, looking at the dishes on the table, Lian Ge smiled and said to the old lady.

"No trouble, no trouble..." The old lady wiped her hands with a smile on her face, "Eat it all, it won't be good if the food gets cold after a while."

On the side, taking the stool from his grandmother, the young man who sat down looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help swallowing, but he didn't move his chopsticks.

"Sir, try it." The old man sitting next to Lian Ge greeted, "They are all home-grown dishes, I don't know if they suit your taste."

Hearing this, Lian Ge turned his gaze and glanced at the three people sitting around the dining table. After a pause, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fat and thin bacon with garlic sprouts in the chopsticks.

"It's delicious." After eating this piece of bacon, Lian Ge said with a smile,

"As long as it suits your taste, as long as it suits your taste..." the old lady said with a smile.

"...Xiao Shan, serve this gentleman a bowl of rice." The old man also smiled, turned his head and shouted to his grandson.

Hearing the sound, the young man was ready to rise,

"Don't bother me, I'll do it myself." Lian Ge stood up, stopped the young man from moving,

"That's fine, sir, just be more casual, the rice cooker is right here..." The old man nodded and replied.

Seeing this, the young man also sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and ate the long-coveted bacon.

Looking at the three people at the dining table, Lian Ge smiled slightly, walked to the side, next to the rice cooker, picked up the rice spoon on the lid, and filled a bowl of rice.

……

"By the way, Mr. Xiao, the one on your shoulder...do you want to serve it some food?"

Walking back to the dining table, just as Lian Ge sat down, the old lady at the dining table said aloud.

"Squeak, squeak!"

Before Lian Ge could speak, the little white mouse on the shoulder raised its forelegs and barked twice.

"I'd better give it some food." Seeing this, the old lady smiled, stood up,

"Excuse me." Lian Ge glanced at the little white mouse, looked away, and thanked the old lady.

"No trouble, no trouble..." The old lady waved her hand, put down her chopsticks, and walked into the kitchen again.

……

"...Mr. Xiao, you white mouse really understands human nature." The old lady took a bowl, filled it with some rice, picked up the chopsticks, and put it on the ground beside the dining table.

Seeing this, the little white mouse jumped off Lian Ge's shoulders in an instant, circled around the rice bowl, and started eating.

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled and didn't say much.

"...Little Mister, you can eat too, don't be so polite."

The old lady sat down at the dining table again and greeted her.

……

At the dining table, one person sat on each side, eating lunch.

Lian Ge held the rice bowl, ate the rice, sandwiched some fried vegetables, and didn't pick up the bacon on the plate.

Gradually, both the old man and the old lady noticed one after another, but the young man was still eating hungrily. Every piece of bacon he ate was a big mouthful of rice.

"...Sir, I made you laugh." The old man held the rice bowl in one hand and the chopsticks in the other. After glancing at his grandson, he said to Lian Ge.