I really don't want to be a teacher

Looking at Lian Ge, the old man smiled and said aloud.

"Row."

Glancing at the old man, Lian Ge smiled slightly, answered, stood up, and walked towards the stove of the noodle stall.

The old man sat on the spot, looked at Lian Ge, then turned back, looking at the street in silence.

On the stove, in the iron pot, the water was still boiling. After taking a look, Lian Ge grabbed the noodles on the stove next to him and threw them into the boiling water pot. Then he picked up the chopsticks and poked the noodles in the pot. Dial face.

Chapter 719

"...cracking... crackling..."

The water in the pot on the stove was rolling and boiling with the noodles that had been lowered into the pot.

In the stove, some firewood was burning and there was a slight explosion sound, and some firelight was reflected outside the stove door.

Standing in front of the stove, Lian Ge picked up the long chopsticks for noodles, and stirred the noodles in the pot.

The mist rising from the pot lingered and drifted away in front of me facing the lights from the street lamp that was still on at the side of the noodle stall.

In front of the noodle stall, the old man was sitting on the bench beside the table, looking out of the noodle stall at the completely darkened street, a little silent.

Next to him, sitting in the previous position, Gu Xiaoying on the other side of the table looked at the old man, then turned back to look at Lian Ge who was cooking noodles, sat in the original position, and did not speak.

……

"...Little girl, you've known this kid for a while, right?"

Looking outside the noodle stall and on the street, there was another long silence, then the old man turned his head and looked at Lian Ge who was cooking noodles.Turning around, with a smile on his face, he asked Gu Xiaoying a question.

"...I met you when I was studying."

Hearing the tone of the old man's words, Gu Xiaoying replied somewhat cautiously.

"Good, good."

The old man laughed, looked at Gu Xiaoying and said something again.

Gu Xiaoying looked at the old man, then at Lian Ge, and sat at the table, becoming more reserved.

……

Listening to the conversation between the old man and Gu Xiaoying behind him, looking at the noodles rolling with the water in the pot,

Gently moved the chopsticks again, Lian Ge put the chopsticks aside, took a bowl from the stove next to it,

Taking a look at the seasonings already on the stove, Lian Ge took a spoon and just filled some lard with lard residue, added a little salt to the bottom of the bowl, and didn't put any other seasonings.

Turning around, Lian Ge took a spoon, put some noodle soup into a bowl, and melted the salt and lard wrapped in oil residue in the bowl.

Some hot air overflowed from the bowl, wafting towards the lights on the side of the road, and then took the chopsticks and picked the noodles in the pot into the bowl.

……

"Elders should try it too."

Holding the bowl of steaming noodles, Lian Ge put the bowl of noodles in front of the old man, smiled slightly, said something, and then sat down in the previous position.

The old man glanced at Lian Ge, nodded, then turned his head, looked at the steamed noodles on the table, stretched out his hand, and took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube on the table.

Picking out the noodles, the old man picked up the chopsticks without much seasoning, and put the noodles in their original color into his mouth.

After chewing, as if he had eaten the noodles, the old man held the chopsticks, looked at the misty noodle bowl in front of him, paused, and fell silent for a while.

"I don't know how your other cooking skills are, but this side is still not cooked enough."

Turning his head again, the old man looked at Lian Ge and said aloud,

"...However, the taste is not bad..."

While talking, the old man fell silent again, took the chopsticks again, picked up the noodles, and ate the noodles.

"...you can taste all kinds of flavors."

While talking, the old man stopped his chopsticks, raised his head, and looked outside the noodle stall, on the dark street, there was some silence again.

……

"...When I was still young, after I achieved success, I went out to travel and prepared to meet the common people to clarify my own way."

The old man looked at the dark street again, remained silent for a while, and spoke again.

"From the ancestral house, I have traveled to many places and met many people."

The old man's voice sounded, followed closely, and the dark street became bright again,

On the streets illuminated by street lamps, pedestrians are still bustling and bustling.

The father and son who walked past the noodle stall before, the child's figure is no longer illusory, standing in front of a food stall, the father is buying some snacks for his child.

"...I have seen wicked people alive and good people dead. I have seen husbands and wives die one after another, and I have seen parents of orphans let go. I have seen all kinds of beings in various forms..."

The voice of the old man rang in front of the noodle stall.

Outside the noodle stall, on the bustling streets, people were still laughing.

Lian Ge glanced at the old man, then turned his gaze to the street outside the noodle stall, didn't say much, just listened quietly to the old man's narration.

……

"...When I first traveled, I met a beggar whose lower limbs were amputated from the knee. He could only support himself with his hands and begged along the street. When someone saw him pitiful, he would throw some copper coins at him. Every time he supported himself with his hands Then, move to the edge of the city, someone will take away the money he asked for, and then let him support it with his hands, and go back to the street... When I met him, he asked me why his parents took him away. I could see that his parents were already dead when he was sold. I checked the book of life and death, and his parents starved to death at home within a few days after selling him..."

The old man looked at the bustling street, fell silent for a while, and then said aloud,

"...When I walked to the coast of a sea area, I met a village. In the village, the villagers went to work every day at sunrise and returned home at sunset. They worked hard in exchange for three meals a day. Suddenly, there was a strong wind on the sea one day. The torrential rain overturned the buildings of the village, killed young and old in the village, and few people survived... I walked along the coast of the sea, and then walked in. On the same day, a land that had been dry for years finally rained, and the people cheered in the rain ..."

"...One day, I was walking to a mountain, and I met a soldier. He told me that he was a soldier who was escorting food and grass to a city. He was the only one left to report to the city... I walked forward and met the gangsters, they were a group of skinny and starving villagers from nearby villages..."

"...I was in a mountain village, and when I passed a house, I saw a woman waiting for her son to return until she died. I was in a wilderness, and I saw a widow digging his own grave..."

The old man was talking, then paused, looked at the street, and fell silent again,

"...I have seen many sentient beings, I have seen people happy, I have seen people sad, I have seen many lives and deaths, I know that happiness comes from sorrow, and I know that life comes from death..."

Looking outside the noodle stall and on the street again, the old man fell silent again.

On the street, pedestrians are still bustling, along the street, there are stalls, and the stall owners who sell something are still hawking, yelling, and greeting enthusiastically,

Children chased and ran past from time to time, adults greeted children with smiles, greeted familiar people, couples supported each other, and said some trivial things about parents, old people asked stall owners for prices, and familiar people talked about their children thing.

The children are happy for the candy, the adults are happy because of the children, the old people go home for the children, the family is reunited, and there are smiles on their faces.

The whole street is lively and everyone is happy,

"……only……"

"... all beings..."

The old man looked at the bustling pedestrians, laughing and laughing, and murmured something on the bustling street.

"... Wouldn't it be nice to be happy?"

The old man spoke, then fell silent.

Lian Ge turned his gaze to the old man, then turned his gaze again,

"I think there are some truths that the old man understands better than me."

Looking at the smiling figures on the street, Lian Ge said aloud,

"Here, they are just ignorant, repeating according to your script, living day after day."

One more thing, Lian Ge didn't say anything more.

"……yes……"

The old man murmured, looking at the laughing figures on the street, talking aloud, then fell silent again,

"...it's been too long..."

After talking, the old man fell silent again.

The street lamp beside the noodle stall swayed down some lights, reflecting the figures of the people at the table.

Chapter 720 A Wisp of Obsession

"...I want to eat this pancake...Mom, you can too..."

"...Look at this New Year painting, it has a good meaning, it means a family reunion, how good it is..."

"...Buy so many vegetables and go home, Mrs. Xu, are there any guests at home?"

"...This isn't the child coming back..."

"...Clean up, I have to go home for New Year's Eve dinner..."

Street lamps swayed some lights, illuminating the bustling pedestrians on the street.

The child who took his mother stopped at a food stall, bought a pancake, tore off a large piece and handed it to his mother.

There was a stall selling Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures. The owner of the stall held a New Year picture that symbolized reunion, and enthusiastically spoke to the old man in front of the booth. The old man looked at it with a smile, took the New Year picture, and bought it.

Carrying big and small bags of cabbage, the old woman couldn't stop smiling, greeted people she met on the street, and walked away into the distance.

Several stall owners with stalls started to pack their things, and with smiles on their faces, they walked into the distance.

……

"...They all came here by themselves and stayed behind."

Beside the noodle stall, the firewood in the stove was still burning with a slight crackling sound, and the fire reflected by the stove was mixed with the lights from the street lamps.

The old man sat at the table, watching the bustling pedestrians passing by the noodle stall, fell silent for a while, and then spoke aloud.

"...they had a dream, and I had a dream too."

While talking, the old man fell silent again.

Lian Ge turned his gaze to the old man, but didn't say much.

Beside, Gu Xiaoying sat beside Lian Ge, turned her head to look at Lian Ge, but said nothing.

On Lian Ge's shoulder, the little white mouse also stood on its forelegs, looking around, looking at the old man and the bustling street.

……

"...Okay, kid, I've eaten your noodles too, and I haven't bought anything. I've tasted your noodles too, so you should go too."

Looking at the bustling street and being silent for a while, the old man turned his head, looked at Lian Ge, and said with a smile.

Hearing the sound, turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the old man again, smiled slightly, didn't say anything more, stood up, next to him, Gu Xiaoying also got up from the bench with Lian Ge,

"Old man, I'll go first."

Laughing, Lian Ge said aloud,

"It's another new year, I wish you a happy new year, old man."

Turning his gaze again, looking at the bustling street, Lian Ge paused, turned his head, looked at the old man again, smiled slightly, and said something aloud.

The old man didn't speak any more, and waved his hand directly, signaling Lian Ge and the two to leave.

Looking at the old man again, Lian Ge didn't say anything more, turned around with Gu Xiaoying, walked out of the noodle stall, and walked along the street in the direction he came from.

In front of and beside him, the bustling and laughing pedestrians on the street were still unaware of Lian Ge and the other, but moved aside unconsciously.

Behind him, the old man who was still sitting in front of the booth watched Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying walk away.

He paused again, lowered his head, took the chopsticks, picked up the bowl of noodles that Lian Ge had cooked just now, put it in his mouth, and finished the bowl of noodles little by little.

Finally put the noodles into his mouth, the old man took the chopsticks, sat down again, put down the chopsticks, and stood up.

Picking up the noodle bowl on the table, the old man stood up again and walked towards the stove, his figure gradually becoming more illusory.

After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, the old man cleaned up the stove bit by bit.

"...Grandpa Lian...Happy New Year..."

"...You're so good... Come, Grandpa Lian treats you to noodles..."