I really don't want to be a teacher

The young man was talking, and the body hit by the river sank again, and even the young man staggered under his feet, and quickly stood still, then raised his head, looked into the distance, and pushed the body, walk forward,

"...I want to go home, I want to go home...I have to go, my mother, my mother is waiting for me in the house..."

The river washed over the corpse, pushing the corpse back and splashing waves.

The young man pushed his corpse, facing the river, moving his feet step by step, his body was staggering, his eyes were red,

"...I want to go home, I want to go home..."

"...the upper reaches of the river where my house is located, as long as I walk along this river, I will be able to reach home, it will be there soon... it will be there soon..."

The eye sockets became more and more red, the young man raised his head, looked at it, staggered and pushed his own corpse as he walked, whispering, saying over and over again,

It fell silent again.

He just pushed his own body, walked up the river step by step, raised his head, and watched.

……

"...my father left early, and my mother pulled me up alone."

After a while of silence, the young man raised his head, looked at the upper reaches of the river, and murmured again,

"...This river runs through half of the village, and my house is on the bank of this river."

"...When I was young, my family was poor and had to eat and wear. I had to go to school. There was not much money-making work in the village, and my mother was only in the village. When the nearby villages were busy farming, she helped Others do some farm work, and when someone repairs a house, they go to do small labor for others to earn some money, but they can barely provide for my food and clothing.

My mother raised some chickens and ducks in the house.

Every evening, when my mother finishes working in the field, she releases the chickens and ducks from the pens.

The chickens were in the yard pecking some grass that my mother had cut from the field, and the ducks went up and down the river. "

"...Sometimes, when it was late and it was getting dark, my mother would let me watch the chickens and ducks in the yard and the river, and she would go to the kitchen and cook."

"...I either, when it's cold in winter, stand by the yard, on the bank of the river, guarding the chickens, and when my mother comes out of the house and greets me for dinner, I will drive the ducks in the river, Let the ducks go back to the yard again, and I also ran back to the house for dinner.

Or, even in summer, the water in the river is not very deep, so I just stepped on the water in the river, chasing the duck to squawk hard, and ran around... When my mother called me, I was covered in water all over my body. splashed wet..."

"...the chickens and ducks in the house are rarely killed to eat, and they are reserved for sale when I am short of tuition fees... When cooking at night, if chickens and ducks lay some eggs in the pen, My mother would make some fried eggs for me...she seldom eats them and says she doesn't like them...except I ate some, and most of the ones I kept were sold..."

"...When I was young, my favorite food was my mother's fried duck eggs. When I ate noodles in the house, I used them as sausages. When I ate, I put them in a bowl and ate them bite by bite... "

"... Years ago, my mother called me and said... I also raised some chickens and ducks in the house today, but I didn't sell them... The chickens and ducks laid some eggs and kept them for me, waiting for me to go back. , fry it for me..."

Chapter 816 I am also waiting for my son

"sough……"

"... Chirp..."

Some swift and torrential river washes over the corpses pushed by young men,

The breeze disturbed the branches and leaves of the shrubs on the shore, hiding under the forest, and the birds returning to their nests sang a few times from time to time.

With his head raised, the young man pushed the corpse, staggered on his feet, and walked upstream facing the river, looking at the distance upstream filled with night, and then gradually fell silent.

……

"...If my mother had finished her busy work in the field and returned early, and released the chickens and ducks in the pen, it would not have been too dark..."

Looking into the distance, the young man's eyes became more and more dazed. He remained silent for a while, then murmured again, staggering from time to time, shaking his body, pushing his own corpse upstream,

"...my mother would go back to the house, pick up the previous dirty clothes into the laundry tub, and ask me to change the dirty clothes on me, and then take the laundry tub and go to the river bank to wash clothes."

"...I will follow behind my mother. My mother goes down to the river to wash clothes. I will either squat on the bank and watch my mother. From time to time, when the ducks from the downstream are about to swim, I will get up and chase the ducks. I kicked the duck out and squawked a lot, and ran a little farther before I squatted back to the shore again.

Or, in summer, when my mother went to the river bank to wash clothes, I would take a dustpan and catch crabs and fish in the river... If there were more crabs and bigger fish, at night, My mother will cook the crabs and fish for me..."

"...When I was young, my skin was so bad that the clothes I wore couldn't last all day, but my whole body was covered in dust... My mother squatted by the river, brushed it with a brush, and then cleaned it up again. It takes a few times to wash it off..."

"... When I called a few years ago and asked me when I could go back. My mother told me that when she went to the street a while ago, she saw a good dress in the store, which seemed suitable for me. I bought it for me, and told me, when I go back, let me try it to see if it fits..."

Looking at the distance filled with night, the young man stared in a trance, murmured, spoke aloud, and gradually fell silent,

Another burst of turbulent river rushed past, submerging the corpse a bit, and the body was staggering. The young man lifted the corpse up again, and walked forward, his eyes becoming more dazed.

……

"...Sometimes, during school holidays, my mother went to the next village to do some small work while others were repairing houses. I was alone in the house,

When the weather is hot, I also play in the water by the river.

Next to the river, on the side of the road, there is a grape vine, along a pole, growing towards the river... In summer, I hide under the shade of the grape vine... My mother walks along the village As soon as I came back from outside, I got out from under the vines and ran back to my yard along the slope by the river... Then I went home... My mother cooks, there is Sometimes I will help my mother light the fire, and sometimes follow my mother around..."

While talking, the young man gradually stopped talking,

He raised his head and looked into the distance.

Nearby, there is another bend in the river,

At the bend, the river became more and more turbulent, washing away the dead body pushed by the young man,

Even the young man's body swayed, staggered from time to time as if sinking, and kept rising again,

Going downstream by the river, standing firm again, and walking back again,

He just raised his head and stared into the distance with difficulty, his eyes became more and more dazed, pushing his own corpse forward step by step.

Washed by the rushing river,

Pushing his body, the young man gradually passed the corner,

Immediately afterwards, the young man raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes became more and more dazed.

……

Turning his gaze, he glanced at the young man,

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the distance in front of him again.

After bypassing the winding part of the river, the river in front of him became much calmer.

Going forward along the river, on both sides of the river, the shrubs and leaves are getting less and less.

In the distance, in the permeating night, some lights appeared,

The lights reflected from the houses of the houses on the bank of the river, and reflected on the somewhat dark river.

This is a village.

The roads in the village are next to the river that runs through the village.

Families are scattered along the road,

Some villagers seemed to be having a meal, or they were standing by the yard of their own yards and talking to their neighbors by the lights under the eaves of the yard, or they were in their own houses with the door half open to let the light in the house, Outside the yard, on the side of the road, there was some light on the river surface, and some people who seemed to have just finished their work walked past the village road from time to time, walking towards their own house.

From time to time, the breeze blows, disturbing the lights of the people on the river bank reflected on the river,

Then bring some crowing and barking of chickens and voices of villagers in the village.

……

The gentler river flowed slowly from both sides of the corpse, causing some ripples.

Holding the corpse, the young man raised his head and looked at the village that was not far away, reflecting the lights, his eyes became more and more dazed.

Immediately afterwards, the eye sockets gradually turned red again.

"... almost home, almost home..."

Whispering, the young man watched and spoke aloud.

Glancing at the young man again, Lian Ge moved his foot away again,

Walk along the river bank towards the village.

The young man followed closely, pushing the corpse, and hurried to the village not far away,

Stumbling under his feet, the young man got up again in a panic, and hurriedly walked step by step towards the villager who was not far away.

……

Along the river bank, Lian Ge approached the village,

In the river, the young man following behind raised his head, looking at some houses on the river bank and some people passing by on the river bank village road, his eyes were a little dazed and nostalgic.

"...Old Cheng, let's eat..."

"...Yeah, I just ate it, let's eat some together..."

Passers-by were talking, their voices mingled with the gurgling of the sluggish river.

Looking at it, the young man's eyes gradually turned red, and his feet slowed down more and more.

Turning his head again, the young man looked forward along the river,

Looking at a place not far away, the young man stopped his movements,

Letting the river flow past both sides of the corpse, causing waves of ripples, he just stared blankly at the place not far away, his eyes turning redder.

Glancing at the young man, Lian Ge turned his gaze away, continued walking along the river bank, and then glanced at the place not far away.

……

Not far away, on the bank of the river.

A small ramp runs from the river bank down to the water.

Next to the water, there is a slightly higher stone slab, and on the slate is a laundry tub filled with some clothes.

A woman was squatting at the bottom of the ramp, by the water, washing the clothes in the laundry tub with a brush, and squatting down with the washed clothes,

Clothes washed in the river.

The clothes in my hand that are being cleaned, brushed, and put on the slate for the time being,

They seem to belong to young men,

jacket, trousers, jacket,

He washed a cotton-padded jacket in the river again, and with some difficulty lifted the soaked cotton-padded jacket,

Looking at the padded jacket in her hand, the woman paused, as if she was in a daze,

Then I wrung out some water from the padded jacket and put it in the basin.

"...Sister Xu, are you doing laundry?"

"...Eh... free, wash your clothes..."

A passerby from the village walked by the bank, saw the woman, and greeted her,

"...Why didn't you go to the banquet? The son of the Qian family is hosting a full moon wine..."

"……Did not go……"

The woman answered and stood up,

Waiting for the villager to cross the road, he slowly turned his head and walked along the river, looking into the distance.

I am also waiting for my son to come back.

Chapter 817 So Far

The woman raised her head, looked into the distance again, stood still,

Squatting down again, he reached out to pick up the last piece of clothing that had been brushed on the slate. After washing it in the river, he wrung out the water and put it in the laundry tub.

Picking up the brush for washing clothes into the washing tub, the woman stood up, picked up the washing tub containing some young people's clothes, walked along the slope by the river, and walked up the riverside road again.

Walk towards the courtyard of the family on the side of the road.

Behind the courtyard, there were no Spring Festival couplets posted in front of the house, and the lights were not turned on in the house, making it look a bit dark.

Outside the yard, on the side of the road, next to the river, there is a grape vine, and some new shoots have just sprouted on the grape vine.

A gust of breeze blows by, disturbing the half-closed door and shaking the new buds on the vines.

……