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

Today is Monday and the sun is shining.

There are really only a few people who like Mondays.

Lin Qinglan couldn't contain her joy now, and she waited at the school gate early with the administrative and logistics teachers.

It's seven o'clock now, and the reported reporting time is half past eight.

They arrived an hour and a half early, but they didn't expect so many people to gather at the door.

Elderly people with faces full of hope and energy and their children who are still sleepy and look lifeless.

Older people sleep less, so they can get up at 4 a.m., let alone 8 a.m.

From a distance, she saw her idol Aunt Liang, chatting with someone with a small schoolbag on her back.

Aunt Liang dressed up specially today. She wore a long dress with ink-wash style, her short hair was combed neatly, and she wore a small felt hat. Her eyes were particularly excited.

"Sister, have you also signed up for piano and Chinese painting? We are classmates. Let's sit together when we go in."

"Aunt Liang." Lin Qinglan walked over to greet her and saw clearly that the person talking to Aunt Liang was Aunt Du, whom she had come to the school for consultation yesterday.

In just a short while, the two aunts were holding hands and calling each other sisters affectionately.

"Auntie Du, what are you and Auntie Liang talking about so happily? Didn't I tell you not to come so early? Have you had breakfast at home?"

"I've eaten." Aunt Du pointed to the middle-aged couple behind her and said, "This is my son and daughter-in-law. I told them not to be late for the first day of school."

"You are really motivated. Aunt Du and Aunt Liang, I will take you there to report."

Lin Qinglan slowed down and walked in front, with the two aunts following arm in arm.

In the administrative department, Meng Wenwen and three other teachers were guarding the registration counter, patiently verifying the identity information and registration courses of the elderly and their children, completing the enrollment registration and collection of fees.

Each elderly person has a special oversized name tag, which was specially customized by Lin Qinglan at the suggestion of the system. The front side has the identity information and the children's contact number, and the back side has the class schedule and classroom.

At their Evergreen University, enlarged fonts and anti-slip safety measures specially customized for the elderly can be seen everywhere.

Aunt Du’s son and daughter-in-law enthusiastically helped Aunt Liang join the class group. They also added Aunt Liang’s son’s WeChat and pulled him into the home-school mutual aid group.

After finishing the report, Aunt Du urged them to leave, "You came back late last night, so you should rest well at home today after changing your shift."

"Mom, we are leaving now. You just need to listen to your teacher at school." Aunt Du's son felt indescribably complicated as he looked at his free and easy old mother.

When the elderly go to school, it is their children who are reluctant to let them go.

Lin Qinglan sent Aunt Du and Aunt Liang to the classroom for the first mobile phone operation class, and found that Boss Li, now called Teacher Li, had been preparing in the classroom early.

Teacher Li saw them coming in and patted Uncle Li who was sleeping in the first row: "Dad, wake up."

Uncle Li was dazed. "What's wrong, son? Is it time for class?"

"There's no class. Principal Lin and my students are here. Please stand up and say hello to them."

Teacher Li was speechless about his father. He had told him to go to bed early at night, but he still watched gossip live broadcasts until midnight.

I dragged the person here myself in the morning.

"Dad, hurry up. Students should act like students."

Uncle Li had a painful look on his face. He struggled to wake up and wailed, "Hello, principal, hello, classmates!"

"Son, which classroom will I have my first class in?"

"Dad, didn't I tell you it's in the first room on the right on the second floor?"

"I know. I'll go down right away so as not to disturb your class."

Looking at Teacher Li who had a helpless look on his face, Lin Qinglan and the two aunts tried hard not to laugh out loud.

……

It was almost half past eight and almost everyone in the classroom had arrived.

Lin Qinglan walked around the teaching building. All the uncles and aunts were sitting upright, waiting for the teacher to start class.

In the square dance classroom, some particularly active students have already started warming up with Kong Wuming.

She returned to the administration office with peace of mind, "Teacher Wenwen, are most of the students here?"

"Sister Lin, there are still three people who haven't reported yet."

"There is an uncle named Liao. His family said that the old man didn't want to take a car and insisted on riding his bicycle. The bicycle broke down on the way and is being repaired."

"There was also an Auntie Zhong who said her daughter took the wrong route to send her off this morning and she would probably be late."

"The remaining one is Uncle Fu, but I can't contact him right now."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. I've ordered breakfast and you can share it." Lin Qinglan took the roster and dialed the contact number left by Fu Lanshan.

I called several times but no one answered. After more than ten minutes, a call came from an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is this Principal Lin of Evergreen Senior University? I am Mr. Fu's special assistant."

"Hello, I want to ask Mr. Fu why they didn't report today?"

"I'm really sorry, the chairman had another argument with our president. Someone drove over there in a mobility scooter, and our president is chasing after him."

Listening to the chaotic sound of the wind opposite, Lin Qinglan suddenly thought of the following sentence for no reason: He can run away or be chased, but he can't escape even if he has wings.

Judging from the final result, the older the ginger, the spiciest it is.

Old Fu rode his electric tricycle very smoothly to the school gate.

He got off the car swiftly, without even a cane, and walked through the school gate to shout to the security captain Wang Dapeng who was guarding the gate: "Close the door, close the door quickly, don't let them in."

Seeing that it was time to close the store, the security guard urged Lao Fu: "Uncle, you almost got late on the first day. Hurry up and I'll take care of the closing. Do you still want your crutches?"

"No, I'm very agile. The cane will make it easier for me to beat my unfilial son."

"He's really rich. He used golden nanmu to beat people."

The security guard was impressed by this rich old man. Last time he was carried by bodyguards, and this time he was chased by bodyguards.

The bodyguard who arrived a step late watched the old man humming a little tune and walked away, and quickly reported to Fu Lanshan: "Mr. Fu, the old man has arrived at the school."

Fu Lanshan was sorting out the contracts that Old Fu had not signed.

"You couldn't even catch up with his tricycle by driving?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu. There was traffic jam during the morning rush hour and I lost you."

"The old man has become more and more casual as time goes by. I said I would send him to school after signing the contract, but he just ran away without saying a word."

He had to teach Old Master a lesson, so he called Butler Li who stayed at the old house and said, "Lock up all of Master's electric bikes and tricycles. You need my permission to drive them from now on."

I called Principal Lin again to explain the situation.

"Principal Lin, I'm really sorry. I'm busy with work at the company and can't leave. Let my dad go to class first, and I'll send my assistant to handle the reporting later."

"I would also like to make a suggestion. It would be better to have a rule that no random parking is allowed in front of the school. Some people park randomly, which affects the image of the school."

"Finally, please tell my dad to wait for me after school. I will pick him up."