C6 Listen to Your Sixth Uncle

In front of the mourning hall, brothers and sisters, While they were happily chatting and laughing, their mother, Wang Fang, walked out of the kitchen. Behind her was Fan Wenbin's youngest son, Fan Xueli, who was running and dancing. He was very naughty and happy.

Wang Fang had a smile on her face as she asked her son in a very intimate manner, "Bin Bin, you didn't eat, did you? I just made a little, go eat. " As she spoke, she hugged Fan Xueli tightly in her arms, her face filled with love and happiness.

"I'm not hungry. " Fan Wenbin shook his head, and then he said to his wife, Duan Xiangmei, "If you're hungry, go eat with Xueli. "

Just now, when he was taking care of all the expenses for the funeral, he did not discuss it with his wife. He knew that she was unhappy, but it did not matter. Whether it was at home or at the company, such a domineering method was already used to being common.

Duan Xiangmei also shook her head and coldly said, "I'm not hungry either. " Then, she turned her head to the side and no longer paid attention to her husband.

Fan Wenbin had taken care of all the expenses, which indeed made her unhappy, but also slightly angry and uncomfortable. In front of everyone, she could only use this method to express the dissatisfaction in the depths of her heart.

Seeing this scene, Fan Wengong and his brothers and sisters all looked at each other. No one said another word, fearing that they would anger Duan Xiangmei, who was secretly angry, and make the good thing of letting her elder brother, Fan Wenbin, pay the funeral expenses go down the drain.

Seeing this scene, Liu Aijuan shot a cold glance at her mother-in-law. Immediately after, she let out a heavy cold snort from her nostrils, and her face revealed an obvious expression of schadenfreude.

Fan Wenchun quickly glanced at her with disdain, but didn't say anything. He sat tightly beside Duan Xiangmei and said rather enthusiastically, "Sister-in-law, my brother only has that bad temper. Don't take it to heart. "

Duan Xiangmei was just about to speak when she saw Sixth Uncle Fan Youcai walk in from outside the courtyard. He waved at Fan Wenbin and broke the awkward situation.

Fan Wenbin followed Fan Youcai to the outside of the courtyard. In a shade further away from the crowd, the two of them started whispering.

Just now, in front of the memorial hall, when Fan Wenbin's family was discussing how to pay the money, the mourning colored door had already been set up. The colorful flowers made of various colored silk paper, black, white, yellow and blue. They beautifully decorated the surroundings of the door, reflecting the bright setting sun. They trembled in the breeze, looking extremely beautiful.

Seeing Fan Wenbin's family discussing something in front of the mourning hall, Fan Youcai did not go over to disturb them. He only smiled, knowing what was going on.

To be honest, among the few adult nephew, he had abandoned his blood relations. He liked to interact with Fan Wenbin the most, and he interacted with him the most frequently.

Of course, towards this sixth uncle who was no more than a few years older than him, Fan Wenbin always had a genuine respect that came from the depths of his heart.

In the early 1980s, he was still in Mei Tanxiang Secondary School's second year. When he saw that many students went out to work and earn money, his eyes were very red, and naturally, he also had the idea of going out to explore the world and earn big money. As a result, his results continued to decline. From the top five in the class to the bottom five, he was not in a hurry.

Upon seeing this, Fan Youcai, who had just graduated from the Da'an Primary School, called his very clever nephew to the school office. He earnestly explained a lot of reasons. In ancient times, there was only one line that was to study hard and get into university.

Later, Fan Youmin heard about this matter. He smoked and looked coldly at his son's tender face. He thought for a long time with an expressionless face. Then, he spat out a mouthful of thick smoke and only said a few words, "Listen to your Sixth Uncle. That's right. "

It was precisely because he heard Fan Youcai's very real words that Fan Wenbin worked hard to calm himself down. He abandoned the idea of going out to challenge the world and placed his mind completely on the books.

After graduating from junior high school, he was admitted to Da An County No. 1 High School with excellent results. With Fan Youcai's help, he worked hard for three whole years and finally got into Wu Han University. For a moment, it caused a sensation on both sides of the Yellow River, and he became a college student that everyone envied.

For Fan Youcai's guidance and help at the critical moment, to put it nicely, it was teaching. Fan Wenbin had always remembered it in his heart, and did not dare to forget it.

Today, he felt that it was a great contribution for him to be able to achieve what he had today, and to be the sixth uncle of the village primary school teacher for his entire life. Thus, it was only natural for him to be grateful and respectful towards Sixth Uncle.

"Bin Bin, have you been busy lately?" Fan Youcai saw Fan Wenbin and asked with a smile, "I've been thinking about calling you these past few days. I was worried that I would disturb you, so I didn't call you again. "

Fan Youcai had been teaching elementary school for his entire life in front of his house. Two years ago, when he was fifty years old, he was promoted to the principal. Fan Youcai was very excited for a while, and he secretly made up his mind to make Fan Jia Primary School a top school in the countryside to reflect his value in life.

The Fan Family Primary School was established in the 1960s. Previously, it was filled with mud walls, classrooms, and toilets. After Fan Youcai became the principal, he ran around and begged his grandpa and grandma. He ground his lips and almost broke his legs. He then went around and borrowed the ground to build two large classrooms made of bricks.

After the new year, the county education bureau sent out a red file, claiming that in order to nurture future computer talents, various schools were required to set up computing rooms for students to attend computer classes. If there were any students who could not complete the task, the principal would be relieved of his post.

This notice was written in black and white, and it was clearly written. It was covered with the big seal of the county education bureau and the Mei Beach school district, and there seemed to be a hint of majesty within the words.

This time, Fan Youcai was forced into a dead end. After pondering for a while, he ran to the County No. 1 High School, No. 2 High School, and Mei Beach Junior High School. With a thick face, he found his old classmates who were studying as teachers and asked for more than ten old computers that were almost obsolete. He placed them in an earthen classroom.

Then, he found the village's carpenter, Hu Jide, and asked him to hurry up and make a white signboard overnight. He used a brush to write the words "Computer Room," and hung it at the entrance of the earthen classroom. It was considered that he had completed his task.

Fan Youcai had always been the model for educating his nephew, Fan Wenbin, for his glorious achievement of starting from scratch. Although there were only forty or so primary school students in Fan Family's primary school, in his opinion, each and every one of them could become pillars of support like Fan Wenbin in the future.

At this moment, seeing the white-haired Sixth Uncle looking like he wanted to say something, Fan Wenbin hurriedly smiled and said, "Not busy, not busy. Sixth Uncle, Sixth Aunt's illness is a little better, right? "

He knew that Sixth Uncle actively responded to the country's family planning policy back then, and only gave birth to one son, Fan Wenjun. After graduating from university last year, he worked in an online company in Shanghai, and he was very smart and capable.

"Good, good, good, all very good. Your Sixth Aunt's arthritis is much better than before. I don't need to worry about it anymore. " A moment later, Fan Youcai hesitated for a moment before saying, "Bin Bin, there's something I want to discuss with you. "

"These computers can be seen but not used. They can only be used as decorations to deal with the inspection. " After introducing the situation, Fan Youcai smiled awkwardly and said self-deprecatingly, "After thinking about it, I can only try to make friends with you. "

When Fan Wenbin heard that, he immediately understood what the other party meant. He glanced at the people entering and exiting his house, smiled slightly, and said in a clear voice, "Sixth Uncle, if you have any difficulties, just say it. As long as I can help, I will definitely help.

When he said this, he thought that there were a few computers in the company that had been used for a very long time. If it really didn't work, he would give them to the school. The company bought a few of the newest ones, the LCD screens. They were very fashionable and, of course, very expensive.

Fan Jiadu Primary School was his alma mater, so it was only natural for him to do good things for his alma mater. When he thought of this, a sense of pride welled up in his heart.