Chapter 145: 63-year-old rebellious son
Chapter 145: 63-year-old rebellious son
The poetry teacher, Mr. Qiao, is responsible for opening the family meeting for Mr. Fu and Aunt Liang's class.
After taking over the two hot potatoes of Mr. Fu and Uncle Li for a semester, Teacher Qiao had a lot of grievances and finally found someone to talk to.
The family meeting almost turned into a criticism meeting against the two old men.
"Hello, parents, children, and grandchildren. This meeting is a good opportunity for the school and family to pay attention to the development of our students."
"Although we at the senior university do not have the pressure of further studies or employment, we still need to pay attention to classroom discipline. Here I want to criticize several uncivilized behaviors by name."
"There are a few uncles. I won't name them. You know them well. They don't pay attention in class, sleep, pass notes, and gossip. They all have bad habits."
"He brought snacks into the classroom all day long and encouraged his classmates to eat instant noodles and biscuits in the classroom."
"The worst thing is that they don't work hard in normal times, but they use crooked tricks to cheat in exams and write thank-you letters to teachers in an attempt to play the emotional card."
"But sir, at least I can understand what you wrote when you wrote it, and I can still fish it out with my eyes closed."
"Your title only has five words in total, three of them are typos, and two of them are incomprehensible. Am I marking papers or deciphering codes? I hope you can correct these bad habits next semester and regain good study habits."
Fu Lanshan looked at the pile of paper slips, various snacks and scribbled test papers on Old Fu's desk and realized that the teacher was calling on him. He was just short of saying his father's name.
It turned out that his father had gained ten pounds during his physical examination this year because he did not do any serious work at the senior citizens' university. He just ate, drank, and chatted every day, and lived a very comfortable life.
On the podium, Teacher Qiao criticized Old Fu until his mouth was worn out, but Old Fu turned a deaf ear to him, took out a deck of playing cards from the drawer, and asked Fu Lanshan very sincerely: "Son, do you want to play Turtle?"
Fu Lanshan maintained his calm and indifferent expression even when faced with a huge crisis, but in his heart he made a decision that went against his ancestors.
"You don't know how to play, do you? How can you be so old-fashioned that you can't even beat a turtle." Old Fu stretched his head to see Fu Lanshan's expression: "If you don't want to play, then don't play. Why are you still angry? You really don't want to play? If you don't want to play, I'll go find Old Li."
Uncle Li has no time to care about his good brother now, he can't even protect himself.
Teacher Qiao’s words just now not only mentioned Old Fu, but also Uncle Li who was “in cahoots with him”.
What’s even more terrifying is that there is no son with a tough mouth but a soft heart next to Uncle Li, only an old man who wants to beat him with a bamboo stick.
The old man was so angry that his beard was shaking. "Your teacher is talking about you. It's been more than 50 years, and you haven't made any progress at all."
"Fifty years ago, when you were in the Yuhong class, your teacher said that you were not a top student. He criticized you by name in a meeting and asked me to make plans early."
"Fifty years later, you go to senior citizen university, but you don't become a top student. You are still at the bottom of the class. You have brought shame to all your ancestors."
"Do you have to piss me off to death to be happy? I really don't understand what's going on in your mind. If I had your conditions back then..."
"Maybe you can do it. You're just a little too old, exceeding our school's admissions standards. I'll go ask around and find a school for you." Uncle Li is a stubborn old man, and he's great at talking. "So you don't have to stay at home and meddle in everything."
"You, you are already sixty-three and still have no great ambitions. Do you think you can just let your life go by like this?"
"I'm already sixty-three, what else do you want me to do? Why are you still struggling? Isn't it better to just lie down?"
"Now there is a self-taught exam for adults, why don't you take one?"
"Oh, Dad, you are dreaming. Why don't you take an exam and we can fight together as father and son."
An eighty-eight-year-old father is no match for his sixty-three-year-old rebellious son.
The old man was so angry that he raised his hand tremblingly when he heard Teacher Qiao ask if he had any questions.
"This is...Uncle Li's parent, please sit down and talk." Teacher Qiao saw that the old man's face was red with anger, and was afraid to tire him out again.
"Teacher, if he makes the same mistake again, you must punish him severely. If he deserves a beating or a scolding, we will support him."
"Sixty-three is a good age to work hard and strive for success. I am really heartbroken that he keeps not learning from his mistakes every day."
"As parents, who among us doesn't want our children to study hard and have a good future? Don't you agree?"
The old man turned around to seek recognition when he met the clear eyes of young people in their twenties and thirties.
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In another class, Mr. Yu, who teaches physics, was involved in a family drama.
The cause was that Uncle Zhao and Aunt Li both wanted to hold a family reunion, but Xiao Zhao was the only "child".
He originally thought that the old couple were in the same class and he would be enough to take care of them.
Who knew that the old couple had a quarrel in the morning. They were unwilling to attend the meeting in the same class and insisted that Xiao Zhao go with them.
"Son, you are grown up now. You decide whether to stay with your father or mother. You only have one chance. Think carefully before making a decision."
"Choose, son. No matter what choice you make, mom and dad will support you, but I advise you to choose me. I will only give you one chance."
Xiao Zhao was caught in the middle and felt awkward: "No, it's not a big deal, is it necessary for you to quarrel?"
"As for that!" the two people said in unison.
"From today on, I will not say a word to this old man who is making unreasonable arguments!"
"Humph, I won't say another word to you. It's your fault for making trouble."
The two people once again asked Xiao Zhao a soul-searching question: "Son, hurry up and choose, who are you going to hold the family meeting for?"
Xiao Zhao collapsed, "I don't choose anyone."
"No, you must choose one today, dad or mom?" The old couple grabbed Xiao Zhao on each side.
"Teacher Yu, please take care of them two." Xiao Zhao sent a distress signal to the helpless Teacher Yu.
Teacher Yu had just rescued Mr. Wang’s son, Xiao Wang, who had come to the meeting with the wrong class, and before he could even catch his breath, he was about to judge the lawsuit.
"How about we have a meeting first, and then go to the office to discuss it in detail." Teacher Yu thought of a compromise.
The two old men still turned their heads towards each other without saying a word.
Xiao Zhao was anxious, "You can not give me face, but you can not disobey Teacher Yu's words."
It turned out that Teacher Yu’s words were useful. The two of them took a step back and let Xiao Zhao sit between them.
Xiao Zhao felt very uncomfortable throughout the meeting.
A father in cold war, a mother who ignores him and a broken man.
Xiao Zhao secretly swore in his heart that next time he went to a meeting, he would always bring one of them to attend the meeting with him, no matter if it was his eighty-year-old grandmother or his six-year-old nephew.
Xiao Zhao almost cried to Teacher Yu, "Teacher, please don't put my parents in the same class next semester! I beg you, I really can't stand them anymore."
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