I really don't want to be a teacher

Looking at the deserted street, the waiter paused, shook his head,

Turning around, picked up the Shau Kei with the picked vegetables, stood up from the stool,

"...Brother, the tamales should be almost ready, I'll go and ask you, and I'll bring it to you when it's done."

After speaking, the waiter took the Shau Kei, stepped into the restaurant, and walked towards the back kitchen.

……

Seeing the waiter walk into the back kitchen, Lian Ge withdrew his gaze, turned his gaze to the quieter street,

Only the breeze blew by, disturbing the faded plastic sheeting on the sign above the head, making some noises,

The little white mouse squatting on the shoulders also stood upright, turning its head, looking at,

……

"...Brother, the steamed pork is ready, do you think it will be served on the table for you, or..."

Wrapping the steaming clay bowl with a cloth, the waiter came out of the kitchen again,

"Just eat here." Lian Ge glanced at the waiter, smiled slightly and said,

"Then I'll serve it to you. You can wrap it in two pieces of paper. The pottery bowl has just come out of the steamer and is hot. How about I bring you a plate and put it on?"

The waiter came out carrying the pottery bowl containing the steamed meat, looked at the steaming pottery bowl, hesitated and said,

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled slightly, but didn't refuse, grabbed two napkins from the table by the restaurant door, and took them casually.

Seeing this, the waiter handed the pottery bowl to Lian Ge,

"Brother, be careful, this bowl is hot."

Lian Ge smiled and reached out to take it.

After the waiter handed over the pottery bowl, he put down the cloth, wiped his hands, and then took out a pair of chopsticks from the side and handed them to Lian Ge.

"Brother, try it and see the taste."

"Thank you."

In response, Lian Ge took the chopsticks, looked at the steaming steamed pork in the ceramic bowl,

Holding chopsticks, Lian Ge picked up a piece of tamales and ate them.

"How does it taste?"

The waiter who was picking vegetable leaves by the restaurant door looked up at Lian Ge, and asked,

"pretty good."

Smiling slightly, Lian Ge responded,

"That's good. This is the best dish in our restaurant. Many people like to eat it. The kid before, and his grandfather, and..."

Listening to Qingfeng's voice lingering in his ears, Lian Ge picked up the steamed meat and tasted it again.

The taste is very ordinary, just like other tamales, but the quiet streets and towns add some special taste to it.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The little white mouse stood on its forelimbs, staring greedily at the bowl of tamales in Lian Singer's table,

Smiling slightly, he raised his head, looked at the deserted street again, turned his gaze, glanced at the little white mouse, picked up the steamed meat with chopsticks, and handed it to the little white mouse.

The little white mouse looked at it with greedy eyes, and before the chopsticks had fully reached its body, it opened its paws, hugged the piece of tamales, stuffed it into its mouth, and ate it.

While eating, the little white mouse turned its head like Lian Ge, looked around, stood upright, looked into the distance,

Looking at the little white mouse again, Lian Ge smiled slightly, stopped eating the steamed pork in the bowl, put down the ceramic bowl with chopsticks, and put it on the table next to it.

"Brother, does the tamales not match the taste?"

The waiter picking up the dishes looked up at the pottery bowl on the dining table, then at Lian Ge, and couldn't help asking,

"It was delicious."

Shaking his head slightly, Lian Ge glanced at the waiter, then looked away,

"However, a taste is enough."

Hearing this, the waiter couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Without explaining again, he turned his eyes to the distance. After a pause, Lian Ge moved away again, stepped down the steps in front of the restaurant, and walked forward along the quiet street.

Seeing Lian Ge's disappearing figure, the waiter looked puzzled, wiped his hands, stood up from the stool, walked to the table by the restaurant door,

Taking out the pair of chopsticks from the chopstick barrel again, the waiter took the steamed meat with chopsticks and tasted it.

"...It tastes the same as usual..."

The waiter tasted the taste with doubts in his eyes,

……

"...Squeak, squeak."

Along the street, one person and one mouse drift away,

The little white mouse squatted on Lian Ge's shoulder, turned its head, and barked twice.

"Yeah...it tastes good. Both sweet and bitter."

Smiling, Lian Ge looked into the distance and replied.

"Squeak, squeak..."

In the sound of the wind, mixed with Lian Ge's voice, the cry of the little white mouse,

Behind him, the restaurant and the quiet town gradually drifted away.

Chapter 288 Father

"... Lian Ge, where have you been?"

On an old bus, the smell of chicken, duck and goose feathers was intertwined, Lian Ge was sitting by the back door by the window, talking on the phone with Gu Xiaoying,

There is some noise in the car, the crowing of chickens and ducks intertwined with old or small voices,

Outside the car, the driving road is a bit bumpy and rough, even if it is not driving very fast, it still shakes a bit,

"...Go to the city, go to the city, two yuan per person..."

Next to the driver, a middle-aged woman with a satchel stretched out her neck and shouted at the people on the side of the road.

"...We are almost in Xunyang City."

Glancing at all kinds of passengers, old or young, in the carriage, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked out through the open window. Beyond the rugged and potholed road, there was a continuous, cloud-wrapped landscape. There are some villages hidden in the green hills and valleys. On the road, the nearby villagers are either carrying a backpack or carrying a fertilizer bag. They are walking along the road against the sun. The bus passes by and turns their heads from time to time. After looking at it, I was behind the bus again, and gradually went away.

"Xunyang? Let me check where it is... well, it's still on the right side of the river. On the right side of the river, Mount Lu and Poyang Lake seem to be there. There seem to be many temples on Mount Lu. Lian Ge, do you want to go up and have a look... "

On the other end of the phone, Gu Xiaoying seemed to be checking the information, and said with great interest,

Then, a little discouraged,

"...Lian Ge, you've already arrived on the right side of the river, and I'm still at your mother-in-law's house, and I endure their couple throwing dog food in front of me every day. I want to travel too!"

Looking at the scenery and people passing by from time to time outside the car window, Lian Ge smiled slightly, quietly listening to Gu Xiaoying's voice,

"...Lian Ge, by the way, you didn't tell me just now,"

After talking for a while, Gu Xiaoying turned over on the other end of the phone,

"Will the little boy you mentioned earlier, after his grandfather left, slowly change back to what he was before?"

"It will be better."

Lian Ge withdrew his gaze from the window, looked at the passengers in the carriage, and responded,

"But won't it be the same as before?"

Gu Xiaoying asked a question, and then, without waiting for Lian Ge's answer, she had the answer.

"It's also... the grandfather who was dependent on each other passed away, even if there is no other influence, how could it be possible to become exactly the same as before..." On the other end of the phone, Gu Xiaoying supported her chin, thinking and talking,

Listening to Gu Xiaoying's voice on the phone, Lian Ge smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

……

"Bah..."

The urban and rural bus, which was not traveling very fast, stopped again on the side of the road,

On the bus that had already had no seats, a few people crowded up again, walking backward along the corridor in the middle of the car.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the few people who had just gotten into the car,

Walking in the front was a middle-aged woman, in her forties, with a thick arm carrying a woven bag. After getting into the car, she squeezed towards the empty space beside the rear door.

Afterwards, the two passengers who followed were two young middle-aged men who did not mention anything. While talking, they turned sideways and moved their feet with ease, and walked to the back of the carriage.

The last person in the car was a middle-aged man,

The skin on his face is dark, his hands are covered with calluses, he is holding a three or four year old child in his hands, and he is carrying a somewhat large pannier on his back, which takes up a lot of space when he gets in the car.

The corridor of the carriage is full of people, whether he is sideways or facing him, the pannier on his back and the child in his arms will prevent him from going backwards, so he can only stand at the entrance of the carriage,

The child in his arms looked a little weak, his lips were a little chapped, and his face was a little red on his forehead.

The back basket is strung on the shoulders with hemp rope, and in the back basket, a few ducks tied with straw rope are quacking.

I don't know whether it's too tired to hold the child in his arms and carry a heavy backpack, or too embarrassed, the middle-aged man's forehead is covered with sweat,

"... Those who get in the car go back, don't block the door, others will have to get in later..." The middle-aged woman with a bag shouted.

The middle-aged man's voice rang in his ear, so he could only lower his head, remain silent, and leaned his body with great effort, moving to the side and making way behind him.

"... Go back! Go back! What are you doing blocking the door! You don't even have ears!" The middle-aged woman yelled,

Hearing the sound, all the passengers in the carriage couldn't help turning their eyes to the front of the carriage.

The middle-aged man could only remain silent, burying his head lower,

Only at this time, the child in his arms woke up.

"Father..." Opening his eyes, the child looked up at his father weakly,

"It's okay, it's okay...Xiao Yuan, go back to sleep, we'll be there when we wake up."

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man whispered to the child,

"When Dad sells the duck in the basket, he will take Xiaoyuan to see a doctor."

"Hmm... Dad..." Weak, the child fell asleep again in a daze,

"...I don't know if it's true deafness or false deafness, but I can't hear it even when I reach it..."

The middle-aged woman glanced at the middle-aged man, stopped yelling, turned her head away, and chewed to the side,

The middle-aged man listened, remained silent, buried his head lower and lower, just hugged his child tightly, looked at his child, and remained silent...

……

"Master, please pull over and stop."

Looking away from the middle-aged man, and then glanced at the slightly quiet car, Lian Ge stood up from the seat,

"Bah..."

The bus then stopped again on the side of the road.

Without getting out of the car from the back door not far from the seat, Lian Ge moved towards the front door of the car, facing the people in the corridor.

The crowded people in the corridor of the carriage looked at Lian Ge and couldn't help but give way, making way for Lian Ge to walk through step by step.

Walking to the front of the carriage, next to the middle-aged man, Lian Ge stomped his feet slightly, looked at the middle-aged man, then turned his gaze, and glanced at the corridor of the carriage where there was an empty passage.

Smiling, Lian Ge stepped off the bus.

……

"Bah..."

The bus restarts, the doors close,