I really don't want to be a teacher

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Chapter 439 Doesn't It Hurt?

"...Wow, umm..."

Hearing this, the young beggar hurriedly held the chopsticks and the bag of steamed buns in one hand, fumbled in the pockets of his dirty coat and ragged trousers in a panic,

"... Mmm..."

Then he fumbled for a few wrinkled fifty-cent coins from the lower pocket of his coat. The young beggar took out a handful of wrinkled change from his pocket and handed it to Lian Ge, with pleading eyes. There were some sounds in his mouth.

Glancing at the young beggar, Lian Ge turned his gaze, and then at the old beggar not far away, not far from the entrance of the park, lying in the busiest place.

"It won't take so much. Take out ten dollars."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge looked at the old beggar lying on the wooden board not far away, and said,

"...Wow, whoa, whoa..."

Hearing this, the young beggar hurriedly took out some of the wrinkled money, looked at the other hand, and the young beggar didn't take back the remaining money, and still handed it to Lian Ge.

Turning his gaze to the beggar with outstretched hands, Lian Ge didn't say much,

The young beggar stretched out his hand, raised his head, and looked at Lian Ge. The wrinkled money in his hand trembled slightly with the breeze blowing by.

"The steamed stuffed bun was enough."

Glancing at the young beggar again, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the bustling place not far away.

With hesitation on his face, the young beggar took the remaining money back into his pocket.

"See that beggar?"

"...Wow, whoa, whoa..."

The young beggar turned his head, followed Lian Ge's line of sight, nodded, and hurriedly responded.

"From now on, every once in a while, you throw a dollar into the basin in front of the old beggar until he reaches out and grabs your foot. If he hasn't reached out after throwing ten dollars, you take Pick up the basin in front of him and run forward."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said.

"...Wow, whoa, whoa..."

Hurriedly, nodding his head, the young beggar clutched the ten yuan tightly, looking at the old beggar lying on the board,

"Go. Every dollar you toss, walk back."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge turned his eyes, looked at the bustle on the road in front of the park, and said something.

Hearing the sound, the young beggar nodded, gripping even tighter on the pair of chopsticks, the bag of buns, and the ten yuan.

It seemed that he was a little afraid of the bustling and crowded place, and shrank back, but he still walked towards it.

……

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked there.

The young beggar walked in front of the old beggar, and in front of the old beggar, someone stopped from time to time and dropped some change,

"...Come on, give it to my precious son."

A woman who came out of the park with a child took out a few dollars in change from her bag, handed it to her child, and said with a smile.

"……Um!"

Curious, the child looked at the old beggar lying on the wooden board, took the money handed over by his mother, nodded heavily, and then took the money and ran towards the old beggar, jolting over.The child's mother smiled, stood where she was, looked at her child,

"...Grandpa, this is for you, you can buy something to eat."

The child squatted down in front of the old beggar, and threw the few dollars in his hand into the basin in front of the old beggar.

Turning his head again, the child was a little curious, and looked at the old beggar's twisted legs dragged outside the board,

"...Grandpa, don't you feel pain?"

Curious, the child asked.

As if hearing the voice of a child, the old beggar who was lying on his stomach, weak and moaning in pain slowly raised his head,

The muddy, untrimmed hair was disheveled, hanging on the tanned and wrinkled forehead, and on the face,

The cloudy eyes, dull, like dead ashes, looked at the child through the gap between the hair.

The child seemed to be frightened, stood up, and ran back to his mother in a panic.

"...Mom, that old grandpa is so scary."

"...Nonsense, that old grandpa is so pitiful, how can he be scary."

"...but, but...it's just scary."

The child held his mother's arm, dragged his mother forward, and turned his head from time to time to look at the old beggar.

……

Seeing the child walking away, the old beggar got down on the wooden board again.

From time to time, someone threw some money into the basin in front of the old beggar, but the old beggar didn't raise his head, just dragged his legs and groaned weakly.

And at this moment, the young beggar also walked up to the old beggar, stopped in his tracks,

Looking at the old beggar, and then turning back to look at Lian Ge, the young beggar took out one piece from the ten yuan he was holding tightly.

Bending down, the young beggar threw the dollar into the basin in front of the old beggar,

The money fell into the basin and got mixed with other money.

……

Seemingly seeing the old, dirty shoes and ragged trouser legs on the young beggar's feet, the old beggar slowly raised his head.

After throwing down the money, the young beggar didn't leave directly. He looked at the old beggar, hesitated, and stood in front of the old beggar.

The old beggar looked at the young beggar through the gap between the scattered hair with some cloudy eyes,

Eyes still dull, like ashes,

Just straight up like that, looking at the beggar.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly turned his cloudy eyes, looking at the worn clothes and trousers on the young beggar, and finally stopped on the pair of chopsticks and the bag of buns that the young beggar was holding tightly in his hands.

The young beggar looked at the old beggar, hesitated, stood still, had no choice but to walk away, and walked back towards Lian Ge.

The old beggar lay on his stomach, turned his head slowly, looked at the direction where the young beggar left, stared straight,

Immediately afterwards, he slowly lay down again, as before, lying on his stomach, weak and moaning.

……

"...Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The young beggar walked back to Lian Ge, gesticulating with his hands and making some noises in his mouth,

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the young beggar again,

"Tell me what you saw."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something, then turned his eyes, and looked at the bustling streets around him.

"...Wow, whoa, whoa..."

While gesticulating, the young beggar made some wow-wah sounds,

"...It stinks. What kind of smell is it? Just put it like raw pork, and it smells like maggots."

"...Hey, can you say it more disgustingly..."

Two young women clutched their noses and walked past the gate of the park,

"...don't move, son, you have a bug on your leg, dad caught it for you."

A father and son walked out of the park gate. The father grabbed his child, stopped, stretched out his hand, caught a bug lying on his son's leg and pants, and threw it aside.

"...I'm tired from walking, why is there so much sweat on my forehead, come here and let me wipe it off for you."

A young couple was walking along the road outside the park. The woman smiled, padded her feet, and wiped the sweat from the man's forehead.

……

Listening to the voice that was stripped away from the noisy voice with the breeze, the voice rang in the ear, turned his eyes, and Lian Ge looked at the old beggar lying not far from the gate of the park,

The old beggar was dragged outside the wooden plank, with circles of cloth wrapped around his twisted legs. The cloth was soaked with black and dried blood. Some mosquitoes coiled around his body and landed on his twisted legs from time to time. On the wrapped cloth.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the young beggar beside him again,

"Let's throw another dollar over there."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something again.

Chapter 440: Eat More

"...Wow, um..."

The young beggar gestured, nodded, and made some noises, then turned around and walked towards the old beggar lying on the wooden board.

Shrinking his body, avoiding the pedestrians passing by the road from time to time, the young man held the pair of chopsticks, the bag of buns, and the remaining money, and then walked to the old beggar and stopped.

The old beggar who was lying on his stomach, moaning, seemed to notice the familiar pair of worn-out shoes, propped them up with muddy hands, then slowly raised his head,

The turbid eyes are still dull, through the gap between the scattered hair, no turning, just straight, looking at the young beggar,

The young beggar stood holding the money, looked at the old beggar's legs that had never been moved, and looked at the old beggar,

Slowly bending down, the young beggar looked at the old beggar, took out a piece of money from the money he was holding tightly in his hand, and threw it into the basin in front of the old beggar.

The old beggar didn't move much, just kept straight, looked at the young beggar, stared, his cloudy eyes were numb, and he couldn't see the slightest expression.

Looking at the old beggar, he saw that the old beggar was just holding on, looking at him, the young beggar hesitated, then straightened up, moved slowly, and walked towards Lian Ge's side.

……

Glancing at the old beggar, Lian Ge turned his gaze around and looked around, inside and outside the bustling park,

In front of the park, people come in and out from time to time, or a family walking, or a middle-aged man exercising or jogging, or a couple snuggling, or an old man talking about his children and neighbors,

"...Grilled skewers, grilled skewers, meat and vegetables..."

The stall owners who set up food stalls on the side of the road in front of the park were hawking, or people who came out of the park or passed by the side of the road, people stopped from time to time,

"...Old Tao's daughter-in-law, that's really... I just ran into her in the corridor yesterday, and when she saw me, she didn't even say hello..."

A few old people took a walk, walking towards the park,

"...I'll go to Nima's. Is my position okay?"

In the park, by the side of the road, on a few benches in front of the flower bed, there are some people sitting. On the bench facing the outside of the park, a young man is sitting, with one foot attached to the shoe on the bench On the ground, with a mobile phone in his hand, he seemed to be on the phone, raised his head from time to time, and looked out of the park,

"... Let me tell you, your location is good. It's right on the side of the intersection. There's something to eat and drink next to you. Nima, you can sit in the milk tea shop and get back the money later. . Nima, I just sit here and feed the mosquitoes..."

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the man on the phone in the park.

The man was still talking on the phone,

"...I don't care about him. If it doesn't work, it won't work. When the time comes, just find a corner and throw it away, and then go to buy a batch of goods."

"...Not good, not good... Do you think that dog has a conscience, he can get this old guy out if he has a conscience... But Nima, this time, the dog will take half of the money he makes, Zhenni Ma makes money, which makes me envious, that is, I don't have it, if I do..."

"……Hahaha……"

He seemed to hear something funny, and the man laughed while holding his mobile phone,

"...Haha, let me tell you something funny. Just now, Nima, a beggar, also threw money at that old guy..."

……

Glancing at the man again, Lian Ge turned his gaze back,

And the young beggar walked back to Lian Ge again,

"...Wow, whoa, whoa..."

With some hesitation on his face, the young beggar turned back and looked at the old beggar lying not far from the entrance of the park.