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

Chapter 147: The Artist Award

After the family meeting, the children were still not satisfied and said that the meeting was very interesting and they would "come again next time".

They didn't want to leave, but the uncles and aunts urged them to leave quickly. It was time for dinner, and if these children didn't leave, they would delay the uncles and aunts' meal.

Aunt Zhong sent Cai Yunyun to the door, but Cai Yunyun still stuck to her.

"You should leave quickly. You can still catch up with work in the afternoon if you go back."

"Mom, I've taken a whole day off. Can you please take me to the school cafeteria for a meal?" Cai Yunyun looked at Aunt Zhong eagerly.

"No, the school didn't say we can keep you for dinner today. What if you eat and the other uncles and aunts don't have enough to eat?"

"You and I will share one portion. I'll just eat a little bit, please."

"No, please leave quickly. It's time for dinner and I'm in a hurry to feed the kitten."

Cai Yunyun failed to cheat, so she had to turn left and find a McDonald's outside the school to have a big meal.

Old Fu also wants to send the "busy man" Fu Lanshan back.

"Son, go back and work hard, don't worry about me, your father. I have good food and drink at school, and everything is fine. Just give me enough money."

"Did you see the letter I wrote to you today? Are you very touched? Are you planning to give me some reward?"

"There will be an award ceremony this afternoon. I'll bring you a big prize. Should I double the reward?"

"Don't make noise, I'm thinking." Fu Lanshan fell into deep thought.

"Son, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking we should bring Third Grandpa here soon."

"Let's find a way to do it. Ask my grandparents to come up quickly."

Old Fu felt a chill on his back and screamed, "No, son, I was wrong."

Why did his son bring up the “parents”?

At least Old Fu hadn't been punished yet, but Uncle Li had already been hit several times.

The old man was dancing vigorously with a cane in his hand, as steady and elegant as a Kung Fu master. There was no sign of any weakness in his legs and feet, except that the "sandbag" being beaten was Uncle Li.

The old man was so angry after reading the report card that he hit his instep hard with his cane.

Uncle Li grimaced in pain.

This familiar feeling has been going on for more than 50 years, and his father's skills have improved.

From "frying meat with bamboo poles" to "beating hooves with a stick", the beating hurts more, but the only thing that remains unchanged is that people scold him as a rebellious son while beating him.

The grandchildren who were dragged over to attend the family meeting with their grandmother were all stunned.

After seeing off the children, parents, uncles and aunts, we went to the restaurant for dinner.

……

In the afternoon, Lin Qinglan put away a stack of printed certificates and went to the entrance of the auditorium to welcome the uncles and aunts.

"Principal Xiaolin, can you tell me secretly, when will our holiday start?" Old Fu ran over and asked anxiously.

"Uncle Fu, are you in such a hurry to go home?"

"No, no, no, I don't want to go home." Old Fu shook his head repeatedly.

"I asked about the holiday time in advance, booked a tour group for myself, and left as soon as the holiday came to hide from the limelight. It's not safe at home now."

"My son is so calm today, even though he usually has a paralyzed face."

"But I feel like he's planning something big and wants to settle accounts with me, so I'm going to go out and hide for a few days."

"It will be soon. After the award ceremony today, we can go home and wait for notification."

"Come and pick up your notice and end-of-term gifts in a few days, and then you'll officially be on vacation."

Old Fu wanted to ask more questions, but was dragged away by Uncle Li.

Uncle Li saw the old man off, feeling annoyed knowing that he would have to stay here for a long time to "supervise" him.

"Don't delay the award ceremony by asking questions here and there. I'm waiting to get one and take it back so that my dad won't scold me too much."

"How dare you dream of a certificate? I know myself well enough to not dream of something that doesn't belong to me."

"We get into trouble and do evil things every day, but the school didn't kick us out because the teachers are kind-hearted."

"Even if they give us an award like this, I feel guilty and dare not accept it."

When Old Fu gets angry, he even scolds himself.

"Who is like you? I will change my ways and study hard next semester."

"What? I don't allow it. If I don't learn, you can't learn either." Lao Fu is very greedy. He doesn't want to learn, and he doesn't let his good brother learn either.

We are brothers, so let’s be together.

The two people were arguing endlessly. Uncle Liao felt embarrassed and wanted to quietly pass by them, pretending not to know them.

His arms were suddenly grabbed by two hands at the same time, and he heard two people say in unison: "Old Liao, please judge for yourself."

……

The timely music saved Uncle Liao’s ears from being attacked by two loud voices.

Teacher Meng Wenwen was in charge of music for the second time, and both teachers Yu Junyi and Su Hao, who were in charge of lighting, were quite skilled.

The "grassroots team" has been promoted to a "professional team".

Lin Qinglan, who has experience in hosting conferences many times, made a brilliant appearance: "Hello, uncles and aunts! Today is the last time we will gather here this semester."

"Everyone has studied hard and lived seriously this semester."

“Here, we would like to make a brief summary of everyone’s wonderful performance this semester. The award certificate is a small token of our appreciation. We hope that everyone can go home with happiness and gains.”

In order to show support for Principal Kobayashi, the uncles and aunts' applause and cheers almost blew the roof off the house.

"Let me explain the process first. Students whose names are called will line up to receive their certificates. After receiving them, they will go to teacher Kong Wuming to draw a lottery."

"Our rewards are very rich. In addition to vegetables, fruits, toiletries and supermarket recharge cards, there are also mysterious prizes. Everyone can look forward to it."

These gifts can be said to have touched the hearts of uncles and aunts, especially the supermarket recharge cards, which won the hearts of a large number of uncles and aunts.

“I feel everyone’s enthusiasm. Without further ado, let’s look at the first award: the ‘Hui Long Jue Artist Award’”

"You have always adhered to the original intention of self-cultivation in class, and always maintained an optimistic attitude of nourishing your spirit and working hard in life."

"Let's welcome Uncle Li and Uncle Wang."

Uncle Li stood up, straightened his non-existent collar, and snorted coldly at Old Fu.

"No, why should he get a certificate even when he is sleeping?" Old Fu was dissatisfied.

Uncle Liao thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe he has reached an age where he will be praised even if he sleeps in class."

Uncle Li and Grandpa Wang hugged each other, went to draw the lottery hand in hand, and both won a tube of toothpaste.

Li Shugao walked down with his chin held high and showed off his certificate to Old Fu.

"I've lived for 63 years and this is the first time I've received a certificate. I'm going to hang it above my bed and admire it when I get home."

Uncle Li deliberately raised his voice and pretended to be surprised: "Oh, I forgot that someone doesn't have a certificate yet. Do you want me to lend it to you to take a closer look?"

"See, I'm very generous. Just don't damage my precious certificate."

Old Fu turned his head away in annoyance, "Who cares about yours? I'm sure I have some too."

Lin Qinglan's voice sounded again:

"The next award is for the best eater. Can you guess who will win this award?"