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

When Lin Qinglan walked over, Old Fu slapped Uncle Li on the back of the head as he was concentrating on eating.

"Stop eating. Principal Lin wants to see you."

Uncle Li was struggling with Little Crispy Meat and replied vaguely, "I'm so honest, Principal Lin can't possibly be looking for me. He's obviously looking for you."

"Absolutely impossible. If I commit a crime, it must be a world-shattering event."

Old Fu analyzed seriously: "Principal Lin will definitely not come to see me secretly like he is doing now. He will probably call my son who is busy with all kinds of things to do to come over."

Lin Qinglan watched the two of them discussing back and forth, and couldn't help but say, "Actually, I have something to talk to you two about."

For a moment, Uncle Li stopped picking up the meat with his chopsticks, and Old Fu stopped eating his meal. Both pairs of eyes stared at Lin Qinglan.

The look in his eyes asked: Who committed the crime?

"I want to ask you, what happened to Aunt Wen and Uncle Fan at the table in front of you just now?"

After hearing what she said, Uncle Li and Old Fu breathed a sigh of relief and winked at each other, signaling them to speak.

The two of them kept arguing, and Uncle Li spoke first: "They didn't do anything just now. It looked like they were discussing a question."

"I saw Lao Fan take out a piece of paper from his pocket and talk about derivatives and differentials. He also wrote a bunch of letters. I wonder if he was talking about math or English?"

He poked Lao Fu's arm and said unhappily, "Hey, why do they have to study in the restaurant? This is what young people call involution."

"You should eat your meal." Old Fu shook his head, looking speechless.

"Can't you see that? They're not discussing a subject, they're talking about love."

Old Fu looked confident, "Who needs to hold hands when explaining a question?"

“I…felt like they were really talking about the topic.”

Uncle Li wanted to refute, but was stopped by Old Fu before he could open his mouth.

"You feel wrong, they are definitely not serious."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Lin Qinglan hurried to comfort them.

"Uncle Fu, Uncle Li, I understand the situation. You two can eat. If it's not enough, go get more."

She turned to ask Uncle Liao, leaving Old Fu and Uncle Li who were engaged in a heated argument.

Uncle Liao was even more confused by her arrival.

"Uncle Liao, what did Aunt Wen want to ask you for just now?"

Uncle Liao still shook his head. "She asked me what kind of person Lao Fan was, and I said I didn't know."

"She asked me if I thought there was a possibility between her and Lao Fan, and I said I wasn't sure."

"Then she got angry and left."

Uncle Liao really didn't know, and he didn't notice anything wrong with Aunt Wen's question.

But Lin Qinglan was certain that Aunt Wen's crush was Uncle Fan.

She told Xiaoya about her discovery, and Xiaoya immediately said that she could skip work and come to get the first-hand information.

Lin Qinglan finally managed to get her to stop thinking about it.

In the next few days, Aunt Wen and Uncle Fan appeared in the same frame more and more often.

Everyone knew that something was going on between the two of them.

Even the slow-witted Uncle Liao noticed it.

The happiest person was the mathematics teacher Su Hao.

Uncle Fan has been with Aunt Wen every day recently and has no time to question him about his homework.

Su Hao finally put down advanced mathematics for a short while. He was so excited that he wanted to ask Aunt Wen to come to their class every day.

Uncle Fan tests Su Hao on his math knowledge and explains the problems to him every day. In Su Hao's mind, he is already his master.

He now wanted to rush over and call Aunt Wen "Master's Wife" to thank her for saving him from the dire straits.

Su Hao always felt that something was odd. Uncle Fan's behavior didn't look like he was in love at all. His serious expression seemed more like he was explaining a problem to him.

Facts have proved that Su Hao's feeling was correct.

Uncle Fan was indeed explaining the questions to Aunt Wen, and he was enjoying it.

Aunt Wen doesn't understand what derivatives and functions are.

She told Uncle Fan the beats of square dancing.

The two people's conversation was completely irrelevant, but the harmony was unexpected.

No matter what the other person says, the other person listens very carefully, responds at all times, and maximizes the emotional value.

But Aunt Wen could no longer pretend. She really had no interest in math.

If it were today, Aunt Wen would be considered an art student and had never studied mathematics seriously. Seeing that Uncle Fan was teaching seriously, she couldn't bear to interrupt him.

Speaking of how the two met, it was also because of math problems.

They were both in a pop music class and had sat at the same table several times.

When Aunt Wen saw him moving the numbers on the musical notation and adding and multiplying them, she curiously asked him what he was doing.

Then a lot of math knowledge was passed on.

Uncle Fan is a nerd in math, but he knows nothing about music. He had to rely on Aunt Wen to help him find the tune over and over again for his singing in the midterm exam.

Two people with very different styles developed a liking for each other.

At the moment, it seems that Aunt Wen feels that her performance is more obvious.

Although Uncle Fan also liked to follow her, he was silent most of the time. He then handed her a math problem and told her to solve it.

Aunt Wen took a look and thought that this math problem looked like an English problem.

At this time, Uncle Fan was still writing questions on the paper, pretending to ask Aunt Wen casually: "Have you solved the problem I gave you?"

"I don't understand it, and you still give me so many questions." Aunt Wen was a little annoyed: "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to go square dance later."

"Can I go and see?" Uncle Fan asked blankly.

"If you want to go, just go. Who can stop you?" Aunt Wen suddenly became happy again.

Lin Qinglan, who had already arrived at the front line to eat melons, looked at Su Hao and both understood the gossip.

"Teacher Su, what's the meaning of the question Uncle Fan gave?"

"I secretly looked at it, it's a cardioid function, and the answer is 1314." Su Hao lowered his voice and complained quietly: "It's just that the questions he gave are a bit difficult. It takes me more than 10 minutes to solve them."

"Principal Lin, is this called late love in our school?"

Lin Qinglan nodded, and said with a teasing tone: "The kid already knows."

"We should be considered the first ones to eat the melon." Su Hao couldn't help laughing out loud.

After telling Xiaoya, Lin Qinglan finished eating the melon and continued to do other things.

A few days later Xiaoya called her again.

"Principal Lin, I have already educated my mother and told her that late love is not good. She is now in a twilight relationship and won't listen to me. You must help me keep an eye on her."

Xiaoya almost couldn't breathe because of laughing.

"My eldest aunt, second aunt, and third uncle all know that my mother is in love. Now it is my mother who is being questioned."

Xiaoya learned from her that the person she saw delivering a love letter to Aunt Wen at the school gate was Uncle Fan.

But what was handed over was not a love letter, but a math problem.

"Uncle Fan is also a poor man. He has no children and has never married. He almost devoted his whole life to mathematics."

"Principal Lin, I saw in the group chat that the second campus open day has begun."

"Who on earth got it? I'm so angry. Why can't I get it?"

Lin Qinglan thought of the "little guest" who would be coming tomorrow, and smiled unconsciously: "It's Grandpa Shi's grandson Lele, a very cute child."

Lele didn't come alone, he came with a group of people.

The story of how Lele won the spot for the campus open day started a few days ago.