I really don't want to be a teacher

A few chickens were kept by the vines, pecking at the lower grape leaves, and running into the yard along the weeds beside the yard from time to time.

In the yard, by the eaves, a woman stood aside, holding a bamboo sieve, shaking, turning over some dried soybean ash in the sieve, smiling and looking at the middle of the yard.

In the middle of the yard, a one-year-old baby, wearing a pair of small cloth shoes, stepped on the ground in the yard, raised his hands to the sides, and was babbling and staggering as he learned to walk.

A man was next to the baby first, then slowly walked around behind the baby, stretched out his hand, and carefully supported his baby,

The child staggered and took a step forward, as if he could no longer see his father beside him, he couldn't help turning his head to the side again,

Waiting to hear his father's voice, he moved forward again.

……

The figure of the young man seemed to appear by the yard,

Standing by the yard, he looked at the mother who seemed to be much younger by the eaves, and at the father whose face seemed to have been blurred for a long time, but now he saw clearly again.

This is his home.

My mother is busy with some trivial things at home, and my father is teaching him how to walk when he was a child.

The breeze that disturbs the leaves on the vines brings some warmth from time to time, and the chickens pecking at the yard make a few crows from time to time.

Turning his head again, the young man looked at himself who was toddling.

"...don't worry...let's take our time..."

The father carefully stretched out his hand behind him to protect him, while the babbling child staggered.

Finally, after taking another step, it seemed that he was unable to stand firmly, as if he was in a hurry, and the child fell forward.

The father, who was protecting the child, quickly reached out and hugged his child,

"...Are you in a hurry? It's okay, let's start over again... I heard from my grandfather that it took a long time for my father to learn to walk. My son is much better than my father..."

I don't know if such a big child can understand, the child's father hugged his child and said with a smile.

I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t fall, so I didn’t feel any pain from the fall. Is it because I’m still curious about such a new thing?

"...Then let's do it again, walk slowly, move forward little by little, my son is still young, he can't walk that far, let's just walk for a while..."

Smiling, the child's father was talking, and then gradually stepped back behind his child,

After waiting for his child to stand firmly, he slowly let go of his hand.

The child was babbling, staggering and staggering happily, shaking his whole body, and moved forward again.

The child's father squatted, followed behind the child, and stretched out his hands, protecting the child as before.

"...If you protect him like this, if he doesn't fall a few times, how can he learn how to walk?"

The mother standing under the eaves shook the soybeans in the sieve again, looked at this side, and said with a smile.

The child's father, smiling, did not respond, but stretched out his hand to protect the child behind him.

The child swayed, a little joyful, and staggered forward, gradually leaving the range protected by his father.

Watching his child gradually learn to walk, the child's father also slowed down a little.

Taking two steps forward, the child staggered forward again, his steps became faster, and fell to the ground again.

Although the child's father hastily stretched out his hand to pull it down, the child still fell down in the yard.

"...Is my son okay? Didn't he fall somewhere?"

The child's father hurriedly held the child in his arms and asked with concern.

There was some yard plaster on the child's forehead, and he didn't seem to be in pain from the fall. He was still babbling and waving his hands, as if he wanted to continue the past and learn to walk.

"I still want to go by myself, that's fine, then let's go on..."

After wiping off the plaster on the child's forehead, the child's father looked at his child and said with a smile,

The mother of the child with the sieve next to her looked at her and smiled.

Let go of his hand again, and the child's father retreated behind the child.

The child waved his hands, babbled, and ran towards the young man.

It seemed that he walked a little more proficiently this time. The child swayed and staggered towards the side of the young man.

The young man looked at the child approaching in front of him, and remained silent.

The child seemed to be unable to control the speed of his feet, staggered again, and fell in front of the young man in the yard.

This time, the fall seemed to be a little hard, and the child cried.

"...It's okay, why does it hurt..."

The child's father hurriedly put his arms around his child again, asking, watching,

"...It hurt my son from the fall, so let's not learn to walk today, let's learn to walk tomorrow..."

The father of the child coaxes his child.

The child cried for a while in his father's arms, and after the pain passed, he gradually stopped crying.

Again as before, waving, babbling.

"...My son still wants to walk, he still wants to learn to walk. Well, let's learn to walk today..."

Looking at his child, the child's father didn't say anything, just responded with a smile, and then retreated behind the child, protecting his child.

Only the tears in the child's eyes can dry up, and he babbles and walks forward again,

Passed by where the young man was standing.

After falling down a few more times, the child's steps became more and more proficient.

Although his steps faltered, he never lacked the courage to stand up again.

Chapter 795 Just Get Up After Falling

The child babbled, raised his hands, swayed his body, and then walked around the yard a few times without falling down again.

The child's father looked at his child who was swaying in the yard, gradually stopped following the child, withdrew his hand, stood up, stood in the yard, and looked at his child with a smile.

Beside, the child's mother shook the sieve in her hand again, then stopped and looked at her child with a smile.

It seems that because of learning to walk, the child was babbling, a little happy, and then walked back and forth in the yard, his staggering steps gradually stabilized,

Turning his head again, he babbled and said something to his father who was already a little far away.

"...my precious son is really amazing..."

The child's father walked up to the child, knelt down again, and said with a smile, reaching out his hand to wipe off some of the mud on the child's clothes when he fell down.

The child babbled, waved his hands, and then walked out of his father's arms, and walked back and forth along the yard with some joy, shaking his body.

The child walked past the young man.

The young man looked at the child.

The child fell down again in front of the young man.

No more crying, the child propped his hands on the ground in the yard, staggered, got up again, babbled happily, and swayed forward again.

"...Okay, it's time to eat, let's go back to the house to eat."

After finishing the work in hand, she put the sieve in her hand aside first, the mother of the child smiled and shouted to the child.

"...Baby son, go back to the house and eat, eat..."

The child's father also stood up again, looking at his child with a smile.

Hearing the voices of his father and mother, the child babbled and swayed happily, and ran towards his parents.

"...Go back to the house, go back to the house for dinner..."

The child's father smiled again at his child, and the child swayed and staggered past his father,

The child's mother also smiled, looking at her child, the child babbled, then walked past his mother, walked into the room, and walked to the front side.

The child's father and mother also turned around, behind the child, looked at the child with a smile, and followed the child into the house.

The child gradually moved forward and further away. Behind the child, the father and mother of the child who were still in the yard gradually changed.

The young face is getting old, the skin is getting wrinkled, the figure is getting bent, and the hair is getting gray.

"... Mom... Dad..."

Looking at the child who was about to run into the house, looking at his mother at the edge of the yard, and his father who was still smiling,

The young man couldn't help calling out, and moved forward two steps.

The father turned his head again, looked at his child again with a smile, turned around again, and then walked into the house.

……

"sough……"

The branches and leaves of the trees on the street by the river swayed slightly with the breeze, and there were some rustling sounds.

Mixed with the voices of passers-by in front of the stalls, and the greetings of some food stall owners still on the street, greeting customers.

After sitting at the booth, I flipped through the pages of the book in my hand,

Lian Ge turned his gaze again, and after glancing at the booth, the young man with his eyes closed, immersed in sleep,

"What I wanted to ask earlier, do I still need to ask?"

With a calm tone, Lian Ge looked at the young man with his eyes closed and immersed in sleep, and said something aloud.

……

Lian Ge's voice crossed the boundary between reality and dream, and rang in the ears of the young man in the dream.

Watching his parents walk into the house, the young man who disappeared before his eyes gradually stopped, lowered his head slowly,

He looked at the legs and feet supporting him standing in the yard.

Turning his head again, he looked at the place where he was standing before.

He took another step forward.

"……thanks, thanks……"

……

"...Thank you...Thank you, master..."

In front of the booth, the young man in the wheelchair opened his eyes gradually, and after a daze, he sat upright again,

To Lian Ge, he said gratefully.

After closing the open book in his hand, Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at the young man in the wheelchair, and shook his head.

"...Thank you master...Thank you master..."

The young man said gratefully, his voice gradually lowered again, and he lowered his head slowly, looking at his legs hanging on the wheelchair's pedals,

At first he was a little dazed, and then the young man stared at his legs and feet,

Gradually clenched his hands, and gradually trembled all over his body.

Finally, the legs hanging on the footrests of the wheelchair trembled first, then trembled again, and moved a short distance to the side,

There was some sweat on his forehead, but a smile appeared on the young man's face,

"...Thank you, master... I don't know how to give you your Guajin..."

Somewhat happy, the young man raised his head again, looked at Lian Ge, and said gratefully.

Glancing at the young man, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the side.

"I haven't eaten yet, you go over and buy me something that I can eat, it's considered gold."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something casually, then turned his gaze back.

"……well……"

When the young man heard the sound, he quickly responded, and after a pause, he responded again.

Turning his head, the young man looked to the side,