I really don't want to be a teacher

"...Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, I'll let Lao Xu deliver the things to you later."

"...Thank you, thank you Brother Xu..."

Jiangdong Yongquan, Chen Houde's pregnant wife's expected date of delivery was more than ten days ahead of schedule, and she is about to give birth.

Chen Houde was so anxious that his head was sweating, he hurriedly helped his wife to the hospital,

Xu Kong's parents at the opposite door greeted Chen Houde and asked Chen Houde to take his wife to the hospital first.

"Go now, don't delay..."

"...Old Xu, go and help them get the things they want, and send them to the hospital."

Chen Houde drove the city, took his wife, and drove to the hospital not far away.

Xu Kong's mother, who was puffing out her stomach, looked at it, and then said to Xu Kong's father next to her.

……

"...Go down to the underworld, and look through the book of life and death. Chen Yue has already been murdered by others, and died ten years ago. It's just that the law of the underworld is merciful, and Chen Yue is sentenced to Xu Kong and can return to the Chen family and the Xu family."

In the pure white space, quiet,

Only Lian Ge's brushstrokes kept falling on the paper.

Scenes and scenes also appeared in front of Lian Ge's eyes.

……

"Wow wow..."

The cry of the newborn was a little loud through the door of the delivery room,

"It's been born, it's a little girl, six pounds and two taels, very healthy."

The nurse in the delivery room hugged the newborn baby and spoke to Chen Houde who was accompanying him.

"……thanks, thanks……"

Chen Houde thanked him non-stop, then looked at his daughter,

He laughed first, but couldn't stop the tears anymore. He smiled and kept wiping the tears from his eyes.

The newly born little girl gradually stopped crying, just rolled her eyes, looking at the world curiously.

……

"...for Chen Houde to show me the way, and to trouble Chen Houde to show me the way."

"...leaved the town and went to Nandu."

A scene appeared in front of my eyes,

In the pure white space, Lian Ge scribbled on the paper.

……

"...You son of a bitch, you're still playing games in hiding there. Send this to me in the village below, to your Uncle Chen's house."

Outside Nandu City, on a mountain, in a Taoist temple on the mountainside,

Chen Luodao kicked his feet and was hiding in the yard, holding his mobile phone under the shade of a tree, playing with a little Chen Xiaoxuan,

Unhappy, he handed the red paper in his hand to Chen Xiaoxuan.

"okay."

Chen Xiaoxuan took it immediately, responded, looked at the red paper in his hand, and was a little curious,

"what is this?"

"Mr. Xu's one-year festival is coming in the village, and the village wants to worship it properly. There are some things to prepare on it, so hurry up and take them down."

"Oh, I'm going to..."

Chen Luodao explained angrily, and made a gesture to kick Chen Xiaoxuan.

Chen Xiaoxuan quickly took the red paper and ran down the mountain,

"This bastard..."

Smiling, shaking his head, he said something aloud, raised his head again, glanced at Chen Xiaoxuan who was running down the hill quickly, and shouted again,

"...Run slowly, don't roll down in a while..."

"……I see……"

……

"...Master, I have to discuss this with you..."

Guangling, in Jianxing Temple.

The old monk held a hoe in the backyard and planted vegetables,

Beside him, Fakong was holding a long ladle to hold water, and a bucket was placed in front of him, and he wanted to discuss with the old monk.

"There is no water in the bucket, go fetch water, pour water one by one if there is no water in front."

The old monk planted another root vegetable seedling, looked back at the bucket in front of Shi Kong, and said aloud,

"...Master, I don't like it when you say this, and you didn't look at me, so how do you know I didn't water it? Why didn't I do it? The water soaked in, and the surface dried up again... ...Besides, there is no water in this bucket..."

Monk Fakong stood in front of the bucket and said again.

The old monk listened without turning his head, just kept planting vegetable seedlings with his head down,

"If the vegetable seedlings die from drought, there are still some sweet potatoes in the temple, so you can always eat sweet potatoes."

"Oh……"

Fakong was honest, and carrying a bucket, he went to fetch water.

……

"...One day, I traveled to a mountain forest. There was a mountain temple in the forest, and I stayed in the temple for a night."

Pages of paper are filled with handwriting, and pages of books are turned over,

Lian Ge's brushstrokes are still falling on the paper,

Scenes of scenes, past and present, are also constantly emerging in front of my eyes, passing by,

"The next day, early in the morning, I met a middle-aged man who came to offer incense in the mountain temple, and followed the middle-aged man down to the village at the foot of the mountain."

"The village is ignorant, patriarchal over female..."

……

"...Xu Yunyun, what are you doing standing there? I'm going to be late soon."

At the gate of a school, a girl ran over and greeted another little girl at the gate.

"Ah."

The little girl nodded with a smile, followed the other girl in response,

Slowed down a little more, turned around and took out an apple from the schoolbag he was carrying.

"This is for you to eat."

The little girl handed the apple to the classmate,

"Thank you……"

The classmate took the apple, a little happy, a little curious,

"You seem to bring apples every day. Do you like apples very much?"

"Hmm! Apples are sweet."

The little girl took out another apple from her schoolbag, and then pressed the folded talisman in her trouser pocket.

He nodded again, responding to the words of the students next to him,

"Then I will bring an apple tomorrow for you to eat."

"Thank you, let's go..."

……

"...One day, I walked to a square. On the side of the square, an old man sat in a wheelchair and stayed for a long time..."

"...One day, going down the Yellow River, I met a hundred ghosts in the river and crossed. Going forward, I met an old man who picked up the corpse."

In pure white space,

Lian Ge sat and kept writing pens on the paper,

Lines of handwriting emerged on the paper, and pages of books with some handwriting on them were turned over.

……

"...Are you still going out today?"

"...Don't go out, look to turn the ground over."

Not far across the river, behind the mountain, in front of the house,

Under the eaves, the middle-aged man who had been on vacation asked his grandfather with some interest,

His grandfather laughed, tapped the cigarette rod in his hand again, and responded aloud.

"Then I'll get the hoe."

The half-child agreed, then turned around and went to get the things.

His grandfather laughed, threw the cigarette stick aside, stood up again,

"Come back early. A few days ago, Officer Cheng and the others brought some food over. I'll cook it for you soon."

The old lady came out of the house, smiled and greeted her,

"Got it...Grandpa, let's go."

The middle-aged man responded, took a hoe, called his grandfather, and ran out of the yard first,

His grandfather smiled and followed.

……

"...One day, I went to the mountain forest, and there was a tiger in the mountain forest. The mother tiger was injured by a poacher, and she still protected her cubs..."

"...In a village not far away, a terminally ill mother tried to kill her son."

"...One day, I went to a village in a valley. The houses in the village had long been abandoned, leaving only ruins and ruins, and the obsessed souls of the village..."

The brushstrokes kept falling, and the lines of writing kept appearing on the pages of the book.

As Lian Ge wrote, there were scenes in front of him, and some familiar figures kept appearing and passing by,

There are those who are silent, and those who are lost in thought,

Lian Ge just kept moving his brushstrokes, as if watching the scenes in front of him.

at last,

I don't know where the brush strokes fell, and where the scenes appeared in front of me,

In Lian Ge's eyes, the accumulated tears rolled out,

A drop of human tears fell on the pages of the book.

Lian Ge's strokes slowed down slightly,

The tear of the world of mortals disappeared immediately after failing to land on the page of the book.

Holding the pen, the stroke falls again,

The handwriting appeared on the paper, and the scenes flashed before Lian Ge's eyes.

Lian Ge continued to write,

……

"... In the middle of the year, in July and a half, I went to the underworld. The heaven and the earth in the underworld change, and the ghosts and gods who stay in the underworld have to suffer all kinds of pain. Xue Yan, the king of the wheel, has no major faults for ordinary dead souls, so they don't need to be tortured. Ordinary ghosts and ghosts in the underworld If you have meritorious service, you don't need to suffer this catastrophe.

I said, Yan Luo has great virtue, so he shouldn't suffer this pain.