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

In the classroom where Lin Qinglan couldn't see, Old Fu was stuffing snacks into his mouth frantically.

It was the end of the first get out of class in the afternoon, and the three of them had no classes, which was rare, so they found an empty classroom and sat down.

"Old Li, is there any more? I'm starving."

Uncle Li watched Old Fu eat like a glutton without caring about his image and never stopping eating, and his heart bleeds too.

"My snacks, my cookies, bread, chips... I'm sorry."

Lao Fu emptied the potato chip residue in the bag and curled his lips in disdain: "Didn't we agree to be brothers for life? I'm sorry to see you feel bad when I eat a bag of potato chips from you."

"Old Liao, do you have any food to give me?"

Uncle Liao silently took out a steamed bun from his bag and said, "This is the only one I have. You ate all the others yesterday."

"Steamed buns are fine too. There are spicy strips in Uncle Li's bag." Old Fu happily broke open the big steamed bun and tore open the spicy strips that Uncle Li reluctantly gave up. "Don't worry, I won't eat them for free. When I have money, I will double it back to you."

Uncle Wang, who was passing by the window, looked at Lao Fu in surprise and said:

"Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

"You ate so little in the cafeteria at noon that we thought you were sick."

"You've left your main meal behind and are looking for snacks here. Give me some if you see me."

Old Fu made a hushed gesture to him, "Don't be so loud. This is not a glorious thing."

In order to shut up Uncle Wang, I gave him a spicy noodle.

After finishing the last bite of the steamed bun, Lao Fu was still not satisfied. "You didn't bring as much as yesterday. I'm not full yet."

Uncle Li clutched his schoolbag tightly, "That's enough, I have to save these until tomorrow."

"Brother, I don't understand. Your family is so rich, but you give up your big meal and come to school to eat snacks. What do you want?"

Old Fu took out a toothpick from somewhere and picked his teeth while saying disdainfully: "The money is from my capitalist son. He has grown powerful now and dares to control me. I must make him realize who is the boss of this family."

"So your solution is to starve yourself to death?" said the straightforward Uncle Liao.

"Lao Liao, I gave you half of my lunch at noon. For the sake of the meal, please give me some face and don't be so direct."

In order to complete the trick, Old Fu pretended to have a poor appetite in the crowded restaurant. He only ate two bites of the rice and did not waste any food. He gave most of the remaining half of the plate to Uncle Liao and Uncle Li.

They both ate everything and enjoyed it very much.

Only after eating it did I realize that there is no free lunch in the world.

Lao Fu suggested that they share the snacks with him.

He said he was going on a hunger strike, but he couldn't really starve himself to death.

So the brilliant idea was to let everyone see me skipping meals and secretly eating snacks.

He felt that his expression and temperament were perfectly controlled and would definitely impress the hard-hearted Fu Lanshan.

Even if he was on a business trip, he would fly back to take care of his old father who had lost his appetite and was in a depressed mood.

The plan was well-connected, except for one thing.

Even if you are good brothers, you can't eat all the snacks.

For these elderly people, snacks are treasures. Their children buy little for them at home, and they can't bring them home if they buy them secretly.

Moreover, Principal Lin had just said that students were not allowed to bring snacks into school, but they still defied the rules.

Scarcity makes things valuable. Eat one less packet, one less packet.

Today is the third day of Lao Fu’s hunger strike, and the three of them almost became enemies because of food.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted Mr. Wang donated the vegetables that Mr. Fu grew himself.

"I'm still not full." Old Fu lay on the table, holding his stomach, looking sick.

"You've been eating these snacks for the past few days. You didn't even eat when you got home. I guess you went to the hospital before your son came back."

Uncle Liao was outspoken and quickly covered his mouth: "I didn't mean to curse you."

Uncle Li, the "wise man" of the team, slammed the table and said, "This is not a long-term solution."

"You have a way." Old Fu's eyes lit up.

Uncle Li gave him an affirmative look and said, "Let's sneak out of school and find a restaurant to eat a lot. Believe me, this method will definitely work."

"No, if I'm discovered, it will be considered my third time skipping class." Uncle Liao shook his head.

"It's too conspicuous to have three people missing all at once, so we'll help Brother Fu get out on his own."

"No, if I'm discovered my performance would be in vain." Lao Fu refused.

"We need to find a way to have food to eat without leaving school."

Uncle Wang hadn't left yet. Hearing this, he stuck his head out and said, "You can order takeout. Fill in the school address."

"Good idea!" The three of them smiled at each other.

“I can’t order with my own phone.” Lao Fu still maintains his “hunger strike” persona.

"My phone is linked to my son's card, so he can see my spending." Uncle Li said.

"I have money, but I don't know how to order takeout." Uncle Liao was very sincere.

Old Fu took the lead and ran to find Aunt Du.

"Sister Du, didn't you say your granddaughter ordered takeout for you a few days ago? You must know how to operate it. Order one for us as well. I'll transfer the money to you."

Aunt Du calmly refused the unexpected guest: "Our mobile phone class teacher said that school is a place for learning and we can't order takeout."

Uncle Li answered quickly: "Your teacher is my son, he has to listen to me."

As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked at him with suspicion.

Old Fu couldn't stand the hunger anymore, so he immediately decided, "Sister, I beg you, just this once."

Aunt Du softened her heart and agreed. While waiting for the takeaway, Mr. Fu sat in the classroom and looked around but couldn't find Aunt Liang.

"Why isn't Xiao Liang with you?"

Mr. Fu has his own independent system of addressing people, and he has recognized a group of “brothers, sisters, and brothers and sisters” in the first three months of school.

"She went home. She leaves after class these days, saying she is going back to prepare new books." Aunt Du said and continued to look at the English questions in front of her intently.

The three of them couldn’t get involved in the “life of the top student”.

As soon as the takeaway arrives, go downstairs to pick it up.

The delivery guy was still wondering why the delivery had to be made outside the east wall.

I saw a pole sticking out from the high wall, and he very tactfully hung the takeaway on it.

The three people who got the takeaway found a corner to have a "picnic".

Lao Fu ordered KFC and some skewers.

"Eat it. Consider it my compensation for eating your snacks. After this, continue ordering tomorrow."

"I've heard that this hamburger is delicious. It smells really good."

"You also bought some wine? What a pity there's no snack to go with it."

"Why not? There are so many fries, eat them slowly."

“French fries and wine are the best.”

The three of them clinked their glasses and ate takeout stealthily, not expecting that they were about to be exposed.

Lin Qinglan was looking for Mr. Fu all over the campus.

"Strange, where did Uncle Fu go?"

"His son wants to take him to see a doctor."