I really don't want to be a teacher

"... I have to thank you, Old Yang, if you didn't fill me with more wontons every time, I still wouldn't be full..." The young man smiled and replied.

"How is little girl Heren now?" Old Yang asked.

"We're going to get married in a few days..."

"Very good, very good..."

"Why don't you come, Old Yang, she will be very happy to see you. Old Yang, you can be regarded as our real matchmaker."

While talking, the young man took out an invitation card from his pocket, and handed it in from the kitchen door.

Lao Yang looked at the invitation card and shook his head with a smile,

"I can't go, I can't go...I still have to guard the store."

Chapter 158

"Come on, your wonton, you like spicy food, so I put some more rice pepper for you."

Holding a porcelain bowl, the old man put a bowl of steaming wontons on the table in front of the young man.

"Hoo... hiss..."

The young man took out his chopsticks from the chopstick holder next to him, picked up some hot wontons and ate them.

"Old Yangtou, your wontons are delicious, and you can't taste the taste of yours anywhere else."

"As long as you like it, as long as you like it... eat slowly, don't worry." The old man wiped his hands with the handkerchief and said with a smile.

"Mmmm...mmmm..." The young man replied while eating wontons.I don't know if it's too spicy, or I ate too fast, or I haven't tasted the taste in my memory for a long time, the young man's eyes are a little moist.

……

On the side, the old man glanced at the young man, smiled, and then walked towards Lian Ge who had been sitting at the side table.

"Mister, Miss, what do you two want to eat?" The old man smiled and asked Lian Ge politely.

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoying didn't answer, but turned to look at Lian Ge,

After Lian Ge smiled and nodded to Gu Xiaoying, he said to the old man:

"Give me two bowls of what you are best at, old man."

The voice fell, and the young man who was eating wontons turned his head and said near the table by the kitchen,

"The best food at Lao Yangtou's is fresh meat wontons, right?"

Hearing this, the old man turned around, nodded with a smile, and looked at Lian Ge again,

"Then let's have two bowls of fresh meat wontons." Lian Ge said with a smile.

"Hey, then wait a moment, I'll go and serve you two right away." The old man nodded and walked into the kitchen again.

……

"Brother, is this your first time to eat wontons at Lao Yang's house?" Near the kitchen table, the young man chatted with Lian Ge and others while eating wontons.

"It's my first time here." Lian Ge nodded and replied,

"This wonton shop has been open for a long time?"

"It hasn't been long, at least 30 or [-] years. This store was here when I was a child. At that time, the surrounding area was relatively lively. Not far away was a factory and a school for children. Later, the factory closed down. This place has gradually become dilapidated, and our family has moved away from the surrounding area..." As he spoke, the young man shook his head, "This time I came here to send invitations to the old neighbors. When passing by this alley When I saw the lights, I walked in to have a look... I didn’t expect this store to be open now.”

While talking, the young man finished the last few wontons in the bowl, picked up the bowl, and drank a few mouthfuls of soup.

"Old Yang, how much is it?"

The young man put down the bowl, stood up, and shouted into the kitchen.

"It's still the same, eight yuan." In the kitchen, Old Yang replied with a smile,

"It's been so long, and the price hasn't increased yet?"

"No, it's all old neighbors and regular customers who come here. It's enough to earn some money for firewood." Old Yang replied, "There is an iron box next to the kitchen, just put the money in it, and you can get the change by yourself. Let's find it..."

"Okay." The young man took out a ten-yuan bill from his pocket, put it into the somewhat mottled and rusted iron box, and didn't bother to look for change.

"Old Yang, then I'll go first. Next time, I'll bring my wife over to eat."

"Okay, okay..." Old Yang replied, then walked out of the kitchen, took out two one-yuan bills from the iron box with a pair of unused chopsticks, and handed them to the young man.

"However, let's take the change that should be given, as much as it should be."

Hearing this, the young man looked at Old Yang's head, and then at the two yuan change held by the chopsticks. He was a little embarrassed at first, then smiled again,

"Okay..." In response, the young man took the money,

"Old Yang, you are busy first, and I will leave."

"Slow down..."

Old Yang greeted him, and watched the young man disappear into the alley in the place illuminated by the lights, and gradually went away.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lao Yang turned his head back and walked towards the kitchen again.

He took out the well-cooked wontons, put them in a bowl, scooped up some soup, and adjusted the taste, then walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of wontons.

"Sir, miss, take it easy."

Putting two bowls of wontons on the table in front of Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying, Lao Yang, who had no other guests, also sat down at the table next to him.

……

Looking at the old man at the table beside him, Lian Ge withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to the bowl of wontons in front of him.

The very old porcelain bowl has been washed very clean, but the cyan pattern still fully explains its age.

Just like ordinary people's homes more than ten or twenty years ago, there is no special porcelain bowl, and there are fresh meat wontons.

The wonton wrappers are very thin, soaked in the soup, with a little green onion floating on the soup, and the steaming mist is lingering in the sky above the bowl.

Through the smell of overflowing, you can also smell the strong smell of lard.

On the side, Gu Xiaoying looked at the wontons in the bowl in front of him, then at Lian Ge, but did not move.

After Lian Ge smiled slightly at Gu Xiaoying, he picked up the thick white porcelain spoon beside the bowl, scooped up a wonton, mixed it with some soup, and took a bite.

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoying picked up a spoon and started eating.

"what about the taste?"

Lao Yang, who was sitting at the table next to him, saw the two of them eating, and asked with a smile.

"It's pretty good." Lian Ge smiled, tasted the taste in his mouth, and said, "It's like the smell of the door, the downstairs of the house."

"It's delicious..." On the side, Gu Xiaoying also said aloud,

"That's good, that's good..." Old Yang replied, "If it's not enough, I'll cook two more bowls for you."

"One bowl is enough." Lian Ge shook his head after eating a mouthful of wontons.

"Okay...ok..." Old Yang responded, and then fell silent.

Lian Ge glanced at Old Yang, but didn't say anything more.

Then, the store suddenly fell silent.

……

"...Thirty years ago, when I was in my forties, I left the factory and went to the sea. In order to support my family, I opened this wonton shop... At the beginning, the wontons I made were delicious. Always close.

In order to figure out the taste, I eat wontons every day at home, and my wife still blames me..." As he spoke, Lao Yang laughed, and then fell silent again,

"...How would you know, in a flash, more than thirty years have passed...

This store is also yellowed and wrinkled like an old man..."

Old Yang was sitting at the table, talking, as if he had fallen into a long memory,

"More than ten years ago, my son got cancer and passed away. My wife was too sad and passed away within a few years... After that, I just guarded this store every day, with no place to go, no go home..."

"...The old customers who come here often tell me, Lao Yang, Lao Yang, you have worked hard, guarding this store all day, only I know, I am guarding it, it is accompanying you Me. By the way, I can also talk to Laid customers..."

Listening to Old Yang's narration, Gu Xiaoying gradually stopped what she was doing, while Lian Ge continued to eat the wontons in the bowl without haste.

"... After so many years, finally, this store has come to an end, and now it's time for me, old man, to go home."

As Lao Yang was talking, he turned his head to look at Lian Ge with a smile.

In Gu Xiao's video line, the talking old Yang Tou is gradually disappearing, and the lights in the house and the old alley lit by lights outside the house are gradually dimming again.

At this time, the wontons in Lian Ge's bowl were also finished.

After a pause, Lian Ge picked up the porcelain bowl, took a sip of the soup, and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Turning his head, Lian Ge looked at the old man who was still sitting at the side table,

Chapter 159 Old Lane

The darkened shop fell into silence.

Old Yang was sitting at the table, looking at Lian Ge with a smile.

Lian Ge, who put down the bowl and chopsticks, also turned his attention to the old man.

On the side, Gu Xiaoying, who roughly guessed what happened, didn't make a sound, and sat quietly beside Lian Ge, staring at the table and chairs left after the old Yang's figure disappeared.

"...Thank you, sir, for fulfilling my last wish. There is really nothing I can do to repay you, thank you."

Old Yangtou stood up from the seat, bowed his body and said with a nod.

"Take this bowl of wontons as a reward, it's delicious." Lian Ge got up and said with a slight smile,

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, since the obsession is gone, you should go down too, old man."

Hearing this, Lao Yang nodded his head first, then hesitation appeared on his face,

"Sir, I wonder if I can still see my wife and children after I go down?"

Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at Old Yang, but didn't answer.

After a pause, Old Yang gradually understood and nodded again.

"Thank you, sir……"

Lian Ge nodded, and after glancing at Old Yang's head, he took out the underworld-style communicator in his pocket.

"After eating your bowl of wontons, I'll give you a ride too."

……

"...Teacher that day, I will take my leave first and take him down."

After a while, officials from the underworld appeared and took Old Yangtou away.

Watching the figures of the underworld ghost messenger and Lao Yangtou disappear from sight, Lian Ge withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Gu Xiaoying.

"Student Xiaoying, let's go too."

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoying also stood up,

"Are you ready?" Gu Xiaoying approached Lian Ge's ear and asked softly.

Seeing this, Lian Ge couldn't help smiling,

"All right."

Responding, Lian Ge glanced again at the dim shop under the night, his eyes flicked over the mottled walls and faded stickers one by one,

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge turned around and led Gu Xiaoying towards the outside of the house.

"Let's go..."

Gu Xiaoying then took Lian Ge's hand.

……

After stepping out of the wonton shop, Lian Ge stretched out his hand and closed the door of the shop again.

In the old alley, without the lights in the store, it has already become dim.