I really don't want to be a teacher

"...Do you remember?"

"remember."

In the house, the voices of several villagers echoed, already carrying a bit of crying.

"...The humble job has seen a celestial master."

The ghost messenger who was waiting at the entrance of the village had already appeared in front of the house door and in the yard.

To the end,

The young man didn't say a few words about himself.

Chapter 938

"...Second brother Yue, have you remembered the matter of inviting the teacher?"

"...Brother Fan, write down all the things about Yaozhi..."

"……remember."

Outside the door of the main room, the ghost messenger greeted Lian Ge respectfully, quietly, bowed and stood beside him, waiting.

Lian Ge almost nodded at the ghost, and didn't say much. He turned his gaze, looked at the darkening night, and then at the main room with the door open.

In the house, under the lights.

A few villagers who stayed behind stood in front of the young man, the young man was chattering a little bit, exhorting everything,

Gradually stopped talking, looking at the few people standing in front of him with red eyes and tears in their eyes,

"...just remember."

Looking up again, the young man looked out of the main room and saw the ghost messenger waiting at the door.

He paused again, then turned around, looked at one of the people in front of him, with a smile on his face,

"Brother Liang, you said before that you wanted to build a new house for me. I remembered that too. When everyone in the village has moved into the new house, remember to repair it for me."

The young man laughed, looked at a villager, said aloud, and paused again.

Next to him, the old man who was relaying the young man's words raised his head, followed the young man's line of sight, and also saw the ghost messenger outside the house.

He lowered his head again and relayed the young man's words, but the old man's eyes became more painful and his whole body trembled.

"I see, the village head. I remember... When everyone in the village lives in new houses, I will build a new house for you, the village head..."

Seeing the old man's reaction, the villagers who had their backs to the door of the house felt even more painful.

The young man was talking to the villager, the tears accumulated in his eyes couldn't stop gushing out, pattering down to the ground,

He responded, but couldn't stop crying.

"...I remember, village chief. Village chief..."

Almost crying, the villager responded and said.

"All right."

The young man paused again, and smiled again,

"From now on, the village will depend on you."

Facing the villagers in front of him, the young man spoke again.

"...Okay, village chief..."

With some crying, several people responded.

"Okay, you all go out."

The young man said to these villagers again,

"...I should go too."

"The village chief...the village chief..."

Crying and suffering, several villagers couldn't help calling again after hearing the old man's trembling voice, what he said later,

Trembling all over, tears rolled down uncontrollably.

"You don't want me to go? You should just give me a vacation. I've been tossing around for so long. It's time for me to rest."

The young man smiled again and said something out loud.

"village head……"

Several villagers lowered their heads a bit, then gradually stopped talking,

It's just that in the red eye sockets, tears are pouring out more and more, and the whole body is trembling more and more,

"...the village chief...the village chief, please rest..."

The voice of one of the villagers was trembling, with a crying tone, his mouth was open, and he responded, tears falling down again and again,

"...Uncle Dong, you should go out too."

"Okay... Village Chief, take care... Take care..."

With red eyes and trembling all over, the old man was hunched over,

A few villagers, the old man who conveyed the message,

Moved his feet a little bit, trembling, in pain, with red eyes, tears falling to the ground,

Gradually retreated from the main room and stood by the yard,

Someone was still looking into the empty main room with lights on,

Someone suppressed the cry, tears rolled down, and the fundus of the eye was painful.

in that room,

The young man watched several villagers leave the house,

Turning his head again, he looked into the hall.

Move your feet again, step by step from the tables and chairs in the main room, and the aisles on both sides,

He stopped from time to time, lowered his head, squatted down, and looked at the slightly messy things on the side of the aisle,

Farm tools for going to the fields, rain boots for stepping on the muddy road, booklets on medicinal planting techniques, and books to teach the villagers how to read.

Stand up again from time to time, and walk step by step through the aisle, looking at the slightly messy things piled up in the main room.

Walk to those long tables, facing the door of the main room,

The young man stopped again, turned around, and looked towards the distance outside the door through the open door.

It seems to be looking into the distance, the fields in the village, the lights in the village, it seems to be looking at the village,

The young man's eyes were a little dazed.

After stopping again, the young man walked out of the house again.

……

"...Sorry for keeping you two waiting."

Walking out of the main room door, he stopped in front of Lian Ge and Guicha, and the young man said again,

"Thank you, sir, for your reminder just now."

Thank you again to Lian Ge, the young man said.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge shook his head, then glanced at the young man again,

"You had merit in life. This is the ghost messenger who came to pick you up to the underworld."

Looking at the young man, Lian Ge said aloud.

"Sir, leave with me."

Next to him, the ghost messenger also stepped forward and said aloud to the young man.

"I'm tired."

The young man thanked him, then turned his head, looked at the villagers who hadn't left by the yard, and then looked at the village.

"...Can you follow the road in the village and leave the village. I want to see our village again."

The young man turned his head again, and asked a question to the ghost messenger who was already standing beside him.

The ghost guard looked at the young man, then turned his head to look at Lian Ge.

Lian Ge nodded.

"Yes. Sir please."

Seeing Lian Ge nodding, the ghost messenger turned around again and said something to the young man.

"……thanks, thanks……"

The young man was grateful, and then thanked Lian Ge and Gui Cha a few times.

Lian Ge shook his head and said nothing more.

"Teacher that day, I will take the soul of the dead and leave first."

The ghost messenger was respectful again, bowed to Lian Ge and said.

Seeing Lian Ge nodding, he took a few steps back and led the young man out of the yard.

"……village head!"

At the side of the yard, the old man who had been looking towards this side saw the young man leaving with the ghost messenger.

Can't help feeling a little painful, and then shouted at the young man.

Hearing the old man's shout, the young man just stopped, turned his head and smiled at the old man, then turned back again,

"Let's go, brother ghost messenger."

He said something to the ghost messenger who also stopped.

The ghost guard didn't say anything, but just took the young man along the road in the village and left outside the village.

"... um... um..."

Watching the young man drift away with the ghost, the tears in his reddened eyes couldn't stop rolling down,

With his mouth open, some suppressed cries came out of his throat, he bent over, stood, looked towards the distance, trembling all over,

"...The village chief is gone, the village chief has gone..."

Mixed with some crying, the old man made some hoarse voice with a crying tone.

"...Village Chief...Village Chief..."

By the yard, people from the village shouted loudly towards the road, some heart-piercingly,

"...Village Chief... Take care, Village Chief..."

Finally, the shouting gradually died down,

Several villagers gradually squatted down, scratching their hair, trembling all over,

Or stand up and look towards the distance, with red eyes and tears rolling down.

Some suppressed cries gradually sounded in the yard of the last family at the end of the village.

Chapter 939 Can Be Long

"The village chief...the village chief..."

It seems to have heard heart-piercing cries from the end of the village,

One by one has not gone back to their own house, on the village road,

Walking home, but still standing in the yard, looking at some villagers,