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

Xiao Wang thinks his father, Uncle Wang, has been acting strange lately.

Ever since he started attending the senior citizens' university, he always does things that make him drop his jaw.

For example, he and his old friends in the class participated in the show "I Love Inventions", appeared on TV, and became famous in the area.

For example, he drove a tractor silently and moved 50 kilograms of sweet potatoes from home.

He had no objection to moving the sweet potatoes.

When sweet potatoes are on the market, everyone who comes to his house has to bring a big bag.

He hadn’t finished eating the food his aunt sent him yesterday, and today his third uncle sent him another one. It wasn’t something rare.

However, recently the foam vegetable boxes filled with radishes and cabbages in his yard also disappeared.

Xiao Wang doesn't like being a carpenter. His main job is a programmer. He has recently become fascinated with growing vegetables.

The new house has a small yard. Although the location is relatively remote, the whole family is very satisfied with it.

The yard was clearly divided into two areas, half for him to grow vegetables, and the other half for his father to do carpentry work.

Although Uncle Wang always scolds Xiao Wang for not inheriting the carpentry skills passed down from his ancestors, he still pretends not to care, but actually cares about Xiao Wang's vegetable seedlings.

Sometimes when Xiao Wang is busy with work, his father will help him water the vegetable garden.

Uncle Wang squats in front of the vegetable garden every day, "pointing out the world", counting on his fingers when the flowers will bloom and when the fruits will ripen.

Not to mention Xiao Wang, what he values most and is most proud of is his own dishes.

However, his seedlings disappeared one after another.

The company recently launched a new project and he was so busy that he had no time to take care of his precious vegetable seedlings. Several pots of vegetables became sick to some extent.

The ones that were thrown away were the sick ones.

He had originally planned to buy all the medicine in the next few days and treat his "baby".

Now the medicine I bought online has not arrived and the vegetables are lost.

The cabbages and radishes he had thrown away were about to mature. This was his first year growing vegetables, and he had not yet had time to experience the joy of the harvest.

He was so angry that he cursed the person as a "vegetable thief" in the yard.

Xiao Wang has been in a bad mood these two days.

He couldn't understand why someone would steal vegetables away from QQ Farm?

In the morning, when I saw Uncle Wang trying to drive his tractor to school again, I stopped him unhappily and said, "Why are you driving? Can't you just walk to school?"

"When I was in school, you were willing to let me climb two mountains to go to school."

"You have such good conditions now. The sky is bright and the road is flat. You can just walk there. You must carry forward the spirit of enduring hardships and standing hard work."

"If you have a car but don't drive it, you'll have to endure the hardship." Uncle Wang said as he hid the keys behind him.

"You're not happy after I said a few words to you. Have you seen the vegetables thrown in my yard?" Xiao Wang straightened his back.

Uncle Wang looked a little unnatural: "Who wants your food? It's sick."

"I'm going to be late for class, so take your time to think about it."

As Grandpa Wang was about to get on the bus, Xiao Wang quickly stopped him: "No, tractors cannot be driven on the main roads in the city. You have to take a long detour to get to school. If you dawdle any longer, you will be late for class. I will take you to the bus stop."

Xiao Wang went into the house to change his clothes, and when he came out, Uncle Wang was nowhere to be seen.

Also missing was a small pot of Shanghai green plants with leukoplakia.

Xiao Wang was possessed by Sherlock Holmes and followed the fallen soil to the main road, where he found that the shared bicycle he rode to work every day was missing.

There were so many shared bicycles in a row, but his beloved Little Blue was missing.

"It's hard to guard against a thief in your own home!" Xiao Wang stomped his feet in anger.

What else don’t you understand?

His vegetable box was stolen by his father.

I don’t know when his father learned how to scan shared bicycles, but he wouldn’t let him drive the tractor, so he just rode away on a shared bicycle.

It’s okay for his dad to be late for school, but if he is late for work his salary will be deducted, so Xiao Wang had no choice but to switch to a shared bike to go to work.

……

On the other side, Lao Wang parked the shared bicycle steadily at the school gate and placed it side by side with Lao Fu's electric tricycle.

Security guard Wang Dapeng trotted over and asked, "Uncle, what did you bring from home today?"

"Should I help you move it, or should we send it to the vegetable garden next to the restaurant in the backyard?" Wang Dapeng said as he took the vegetable box that Lao Wang had taken down from the car.

"This time the box is much smaller than last time." Wang Dapeng held the foam box in one hand.

"Don't bother you, I can do it myself." Uncle Wang felt bad for asking Wang Dapeng to help him move things every day, and praised Wang Dapeng: "You are such a kind-hearted kid."

"Uncle, why are you being so polite to me? We have the same surname and were one family 800 years ago."

Wang Dapeng walked side by side with Uncle Wang to the backyard. On the way, Wang Dapeng asked curiously, "Why are you carrying so many vegetable boxes to school?"

"These are all planted by my son." Uncle Wang said with a hint of pride, "He can plant a lot of things, but he is busy with work and can only come home a few times a week, so sometimes he can't take care of these vegetables."

"I don't know much about it. I can only water them and watch them get sick and worry about it."

"The Zhao couple in the backyard are professional vegetable growers. I'm thinking of moving over to ask them how to deal with it."

"Although I come from the countryside, I know nothing about these things. My son is like my wife who passed away early. She also loves to grow flowers and vegetables."

Uncle Wang fell silent after saying this.

Feeling the somewhat sad atmosphere, Wang Dapeng didn't know how to comfort her.

Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao noticed them coming.

"Uncle Wang, the radishes and cabbages you left here are getting better after being sprayed with pesticides. You can move them back in a few days."

Then he took the Shanghai Qing from Wang Dapeng and said, "This is vitiligo. I'll get some medicine and tell you how to take care of it later."

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao are both in their thirties this year. They were hired by Lin Qinglan to be responsible for the maintenance of the vegetable garden next to the canteen.

They originally contracted a greenhouse in their hometown to grow vegetables, and in the past few years they sold the vegetables themselves.

Later, buyers came from the city and signed contracts with the village farmers. With the buyers' guarantees, they continued to expand their scale.

The other party broke the contract just before the vegetables in the field were ripe, and they have been in litigation ever since. The vegetables rotted in the field, so they had no choice but to give up growing vegetables in the greenhouse.

Later, I heard about this good job from a fellow villager who worked in logistics in the cafeteria, so I moved here immediately and took my 3-year-old son to kindergarten in the city.

From then on, the family carefully maintained the small vegetable garden.

The small vegetable garden directly supplies vegetables to the restaurant. Although the yield is not high and there is often not enough to share, the quality is good and the freshness is great.

There are several foam cartons placed side by side in the vegetable garden. The vegetables inside are not as sickly as they were a few days ago. Now they are stretching their leaves in the sun.

In the distance, Uncle Wang looked at the seedlings with a loving face.

……

Xiao Wang, who was at work, was always thinking about his food. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he sent a message to Lin Qinglan to complain.

[Principal Lin, my father brought a lot of pot dishes to school. As a child, I feel sad to see that he is not focusing on his studies.]

[Please help me persuade him. I am doing this for his own good.]