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

Chapter 153 Uncles and aunts’ winter vacation “employment” guide

"Principal Lin, let's talk about my father's education another day. I have to deal with some urgent matters."

Fu Lanshan hung up the phone with gritted teeth.

The housekeeper was waiting at the door. When he saw Fu Lanshan coming out, he continued to complain: "Boss Fu drove away on the tricycle in the garage."

"Is there no one in the yard to stop him?" Fu Lanshan's head hurt even more, and the tenderness and emotion that had just risen in his heart disappeared.

"Mr. Fu, it's not that we don't want to stop him, he has a hostage." The bodyguards defended themselves.

Ever since Old Fu went on vacation, the bodyguards have had more work to do, and they also want the senior citizens' university to start as soon as possible.

Fu Lanshan glanced around and found that his third grandfather, whom he had just brought from his hometown, had disappeared along with the local specialties he brought.

Old Fu "kidnapped" the old man and the local specialties, and the bodyguards did not dare to attack the two elderly men, who were over 150 years old in total.

But it is estimated that Old Fu has not yet run out of the manor gate.

Then the bodyguard at the door called to ask for instructions:

"Mr. Fu, we didn't stop them. There was a Didi driver waiting at the door. They abandoned the car and ran away."

……

Old Fu dragged the old man into the car. He didn't know why he ran away from home and took his third uncle with him.

As for why he ran away from home, it was because he wanted to rebel against his son's "hegemony".

"You are so noisy at your age, and you even ran away from home."

The old man just experienced the speed and passion and felt like he was a few years younger.

"Uncle San, you are not ordinary. Why are you following Fu Lanshan's rebellious son?"

The old man coughed lightly, a little embarrassed: "It's mainly because he gave too much."

"I was wondering why you are so enthusiastic? So you are collecting his money!" Old Fu was so angry that he was incoherent. "I have disliked him for a long time. He controls me every day. I don't want to give him face? How much did he give you? I will pay ten times."

The old man made a number and Old Fu immediately shut up.

Fu Lanshan really gave too much, and Old Fu couldn't afford it.

Old Fu was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet, "I want him to know who has the final say in this family."

"I'm going to a place where he can't find me and make him regret it..."

……

The car stopped in front of Uncle Zou's house.

It was already afternoon.

The five old men saw Old Fu and their eyes widened, and they gathered together and whispered.

"Isn't this Lao Fu? Who told him we are here?"

"Looking at the large and small bags he carries, I know he has bad intentions."

"Who's going to ask? You go, Lao Wang."

Uncle Wang was pushed out and patted the sawdust on his hands: "Old Fu, what brings you here?"

Lao Fu put down the local specialties in his hand, looked around curiously, and said calmly: "I ran away from home and came to find a living to prove myself."

Uncle Zou brought new stones over. Old Fu was eager to try and stretched out his hand to take them, but he didn't expect them to be so heavy. He gritted his teeth and held on for two seconds.

Seeing this, Uncle Zou took it back, put the stone down, and said tactfully: "All the work here requires physical strength, and there may not be anything suitable for you."

Uncle Zou had no idea what Old Fu was up to, so he called and said he would find him a job.

There is nothing suitable for him that he can't carry on his shoulders or hands.

"Old Fu, are you going to work during the winter break too?"

"I know a place. Classmate Wu from our planting class has a stall in the vegetable market. She can't handle it alone. You can go and try her place."

Uncle Wang suggested.

……

In the vegetable market, Aunt Wu arranged the vegetables in the basket one by one.

She picks the vegetables freshly in the morning and carries them to the market in bamboo baskets.

The quantity is not huge, but the quality and variety are good.

The tomatoes are a naturally ripe red, with a little green on the edges of the leaf stems, but it does not affect its sweet and sour taste.

The skin is soft, and when you break it open you will find the firm, sandy flesh wrapped with bright seeds. It is obviously a good candidate for sugar-coated tomatoes.

The colored peppers are neatly arranged from green to red, with tender green petioles and bright fruits.

Although ginger cannot be washed with water, Aunt Wu has carefully cleaned the mud on the surface with bamboo sticks and a small brush, which makes it look beautiful and does not weigh down the weight.

Aunt Wu likes to arrange the dishes neatly, otherwise she feels uncomfortable.

It was only when I attended the senior citizens' university that I realized she had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Today is Aunt Wu’s first day at the vegetable market. People are coming and going in the market. Her stall is in the corner and few people buy from her.

It was not until noon that a young girl asked Aunt Wu if she could take a photo with the vegetables.

Although Aunt Wu didn't know what to do, she still cooperated and smiled at the camera.

The girl put away her phone contentedly and smiled sweetly at Aunt Wu: "Auntie, how much are the tomatoes?"

"This is the first time I've seen tomatoes standing at attention. They're so cute."

Aunt Wu also laughed and warmly asked the girl to taste it before buying: "They are all grown in our own home. Try it first. If it tastes good, then buy it."

Aunt Wu picked out a big one and handed it to her.

The girl took a bite and was immediately conquered by the taste of the tomatoes. It had a moderate sweet and sour taste with a vegetable flavor. One could tell at a glance that these tomatoes had done enough photosynthesis.

When you press the skin, you can feel that the flesh is soft and crunchy, unlike the tomatoes in the supermarket which are so hard that they can kill you.

When the girl heard the price, she found it very cheap. She couldn't wait to ask, "Auntie, I want all of these!"

"Girl, you bought too much and can't finish it." Aunt Wu brought at least 30 tomatoes the size of a fist today.

"Auntie, I eat tomatoes as fruits. I love them. I am a devout believer of the Tomato Cult."

“Plus, I cook a lot at home, so I don’t keep vegetables for too long.”

Aunt Wu was still worried that she couldn't finish it all by herself: "Girl, I've been setting up a stall here recently. If you like to eat, you can come and buy fresh ones."

"Really?" the girl asked in surprise.

"Auntie, I want 5 kilograms of tomatoes, 3 kilograms of potatoes, 3 kilograms of green peppers, and two pieces of ginger. Do you have onions?"

Aunt Wu didn't expect to meet a big customer as soon as she opened the store, and she was busy picking up the bags.

"Girl, you can choose. If it doesn't taste good, come to me."

"Auntie, please take whatever you want. I've tried them and they're all delicious." The girl finished the tomatoes in her hand and praised them highly.

"You bought so much, Jiang will think of it as a gift from your aunt."

"Do you want eggplant? I'll give you some to try."

"Can you handle spicy food? This chili pepper is a little spicy, I'll put less."

"Is it enough for the child? Can you give me some more?"

"That's enough." The girl said, carrying a bag full of things.

If she hadn't strongly refused, Aunt Wu would have stuffed an old pumpkin into her mouth.

Aunt Wu comes out to sell vegetables mainly because she grows too much at home to eat, and she can’t give them away as gifts. If someone likes the vegetables, she’ll be happy even if she only sells one order.

She was happy to have some free time as there were few buyers, but in the afternoon, a lot of people suddenly came.

Aunt Wu's vegetable stall was packed with people, and when asked, they all came to buy tomatoes.