I started a senior citizen university after being unemployed, and I became the favorite of my uncles

Chapter 173 Boxing Old Lady and Modern Old Man

On the first day of school, uncles and aunts who had not been seen for a long time came to school carrying their schoolbags.

There were also many new faces, looking at the school environment curiously.

Many processes for this semester have been fixed, and course selection and class assignment were completed before the start of school.

On the day of registration, you only need to pay the fee and complete the registration to receive the class timetable and ID card.

Aunt Shen's daughter Mengmeng accompanied her to register.

Her daughter, carrying Aunt Shen's pink Mei Yangyang schoolbag, said anxiously, "Mom, today is your first day at school. You must get along well with your teachers and classmates. Did you hear me?"

Aunt Shen was like a free little bird. I don't know when she ran away. She was now chatting with another aunt. It was obvious that they were getting along very well.

Mengmeng sighed. It turned out that her worries were in vain. Her mother's social skills were first-rate. She could chat with anyone and within ten minutes, they could call each other sisters.

Aunt Shen, who was immersed in communicating with her new classmates, waved to Mengmeng and said, "There's nothing to do here. You can go first."

"Go back to work and pick me up early after school."

Aunt Shen's decisive attitude made Mengmeng feel that her mother had practiced it beforehand.

This feeling is like your child's first day in kindergarten. You have already made up your mind to turn around and leave when she cries.

The fact is that the child not only did not cry, but was also very happy and couldn't wait to say goodbye to you.

However, Mengmeng is still very confident in her mother. Aunt Shen not only has a strong ability to adapt to the environment, but is also a tough person.

Aunt Shen was a sports athlete before she retired. She had worked as a boxer. Her pink down jacket revealed solid muscles.

Aunt Shen is 64 years old this year, but it does not stop her from going to the gym on time every morning to lift weights.

I heard from her mother that when she was young, she once set a record of killing a wild boar alone. At her peak, she fought in the grass with a sickle and killed snakes and rats in seconds as soon as they showed their heads.

She is different. As the daughter of the "boxing old lady", Mengmeng is a fragile person. She gets dizzy after three steps and feels tired after five steps.

Her mother can beat 10 people alone, who would dare to bully her?

Mengmeng walked away, looking back every few steps, and on the way she met Lao Fu, who was sneaking in the crowd.

She didn't know Lao Fu, but she noticed his schoolbag, a large khaki schoolbag bulging with things. Lao Fu walked forward with difficulty carrying it.

Meng Meng was puzzled: "Is it so stressful to go to senior citizen university? The school bag looks very heavy."

If she knew what was in the backpack, she wouldn't think so.

……

For Mr. Fu, attending the senior citizens' university is just a change of place to have fun.

His schoolbag contained a complete set of mahjong.

He secretly put it in his schoolbag last night, and held it in his arms the whole time he went out today, not daring to let it out of his sight.

He felt guilty and afraid of being seen by acquaintances, so he walked among the crowd with his back bent.

However, Lao Fu's name is evergreen and is known to everyone.

There were people greeting him along the way.

Several familiar uncles, such as Uncle Wang, have already reached into Mr. Fu’s schoolbag.

"What good stuff did you bring? Is it food? Everyone who sees it can have a share. Give me some." Uncle Wang lay on Lao Fu's schoolbag and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

Old Fu is taller than Uncle Wang. Taking advantage of his height, he turned around quickly and protected his schoolbag.

"Old Fu, you have really changed."

"After the holidays, we grew apart and I couldn't even look at him. I was so sad."

The acting master Wang pretended to wipe away his tears.

"You weren't like this before. Didn't you say that your things belong to me?"

Hearing this, Lao Fu held the bag tighter: "It's not for eating. Lao Wang, don't be so possessive of the things in other people's bags."

He now urgently needs his "good brother" Uncle Li to save him.

He doesn't want to stay here anymore. Uncle Wang is too scary.

……

Uncle Li, whom Old Fu is thinking about, is "lost".

“Am I in this class?”

Uncle Li walked out of the classroom and took another look at the number on the doorplate.

"314 Chinese Painting Classroom, this is it, right?"

Uncle Li signed up for the same Chinese painting class as Lao Fu. He had never taken this class before, but he came to the third floor to see Lao Fu often and thought he was very familiar with the third floor.

So when he was downstairs, he patted his chest and assured Teacher Li that he could find the classroom.

He walked in confidently and took a look around, only to find that there was no one he knew.

The classroom was filled with uncles and aunts who had just registered for this semester. They looked curiously at Uncle Li who was walking in and out of the classroom and talking to himself.

"Is this the classroom? Why do I feel like I've gone to the wrong place?"

"Where is Mr. Fu? Why is he so slow?"

He turned around and found a place to sit down, then he felt his butt itchy and he kept thinking he was not in the right place.

He turned around and asked the person behind him: "Brother, is this classroom the elementary Chinese painting class?"

Behind him was a strange face. Uncle Li was sure he had never seen him before because the man's outfit was too conspicuous.

He had a wisp of white beard, wore a large black hat, a long dark brown trench coat, and a decorative metal necklace around his neck.

It is both classic and modern, with a very distinct sense of fashion.

"I'm a modern old man." Uncle Li opened his mouth wide.

Is the new classmate so fashionable? Uncle Li felt that his rheumatism was about to come on.

The new classmate slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of gray eyes.

Uncle Li was shocked again, "After a winter break, the school has become more Westernized. How come there are foreigners here?"

The foreign old man spoke in fluent Northeastern dialect: "Brother, you are not in the wrong place, it is here."

Uncle Li's shoulders were slapped, making a loud bang. He then realized that the old foreigner was extremely tall and strong, and it looked like he could beat two of them with one punch.

Uncle Li was trembling with fear, "Where's Lao Fu? My good brother, I need you."