Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

A group of people sat down to eat, and the topic of conversation was naturally inseparable from Mr. Jia's affairs.

Mr. Chi said: "Actually, from the current point of view, it is a good thing for Japanese scholars to join in. It will allow more people. I am referring not only to domestic but also foreign scholars to understand this project better, and it will also promote the entire project. With our current strength, it is still a little difficult to promote the project establishment, research and protection of the forest ecological zone!"

Mr. Jia sighed and said: "There are too many mothers-in-law on the top of my head, and it is a project that only spends money and does not make money. It would be strange if the officials and gentlemen are interested. If nothing else, the attitude of our school is not good. Not very firm, some people think I am meddlesome! Another point, although we have positive opinions on the species of Tyrannosaurus in China, but Western scholars think that we are doing academic fraud again! A friend in the United States passed it on I sent a video of me, and they talked about the fact that I found the living Bawangxiong in a meeting, and there was a burst of laughter on and off the stage!"

"Isn't there proof?" Yu Yao asked.

Hang Xiangdong smiled wryly, and said in an interface: "You haven't heard of the mass rejection of manuscripts from authoritative medical journals last time, right? Our country was rejected."

Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand and gestured: "Such a long list, Asia is the hardest-hit area, and our country is the top priority. You always expose this matter, and others will naturally see you with colored glasses. We don't Do you know? The problem of academic fraud is actually very serious. If nothing else, let’s just say that some academic leaders in our school don’t do experiments at all, and leave it to students to do them. When it’s okay, I take it for granted and make up the answers in my head. If the student can’t make the answer he wants, then he will continue to do it. What’s more, he can even use it as a translation machine, holding other people’s papers in foreign languages, and translate them like this Even if it is my own achievement, everyone who evaluates professional titles and academics does not know how to write the word "honesty". Now it is not a problem of soaking chicken feces to spoil a jar of sauce, but a piece of chicken feces in the sauce jar! That is, in the past two years It's a good sign!"

When it comes to academics, Hang Xiangdong is a little excited. Hang Xiangdong's own academic level is above average, and he has a bit of talent, but it is not obvious. This person is quite honest, he can't engage in academic fraud, and he can't be a "translation scholar". All the papers are honestly written and submitted by himself.

Is someone like Hang Xiangdong doing well in school? How could it be possible! The family lived in a sixty-square-meter house six years ago. The door-to-door kind of old-fashioned tube building, the corridor was bleak and cold even in summer, and lived on dead wages every year. Those who don’t do it, one by one, get promoted by relying on fake things, those who get rich get rich, spend a lot of time with project funds, manage up and down, and then find a way to get funding for next year. Can he concentrate on learning without resentment?

Not to mention anything else, I used to be a poor teacher, let alone a girl in society in the capital, and no one in the school logistics wanted to marry her. I only found Li Yumei when I was in my forties, or he was so old. How can Hang Chen be so big?

According to normal people, it is estimated that the grandson should go to college.

That is to say, in the past few years, the state has vigorously cracked down on academic corruption, and Hang Xiangdong gradually got up. Although the standard of the papers is not extremely high, each paper is original and has passed the test. It turns out that some bullies above, They showed their true colors one after another, and he became the beneficiary of the crackdown on academic corruption.

Comparing the past with the present, Hang Xiangdong would naturally gnash his teeth at the mention of academic corruption!

"The past two years have been much better!" Old Master Chi sighed, and put a chopstick of side dishes into his mouth.

The three people on the table are all academics, so they naturally know the depth of the inside story and the prosperity of academic hegemony, which is hard for outsiders to imagine.

"It's not enough!" Hang Xiangdong drank two glasses of wine, and he said everything: "The punishment for fraud is far from enough. Some people just give up their face and laugh at the poor but not at the prostitute. ?”

Hearing what Hang Xiangdong said, Mr. Jia raised the wine glass in his hand and touched him seriously: "Brother, it's in my heart! I'm a professor who was evaluated in the first four years! I used to think that I was like this, People who can't get involved and have no level will not be able to get ahead in this life. At most, they will retire as a professor with an old face. Who knows that academics have been tightened in recent years. The other side came up."

Ding!

Hang Xiangdong picked up the cup in his hand, touched it with Mr. Jia, drank it down, wiped his mouth after drinking: "brother, I feel the same way, I'm thin-skinned, what can I do?" When people judge associate professors, I’m still a lecturer, and when they’re professors and subject leaders, I can hope to judge associate professors, why, isn’t it because I can’t bear this old face!”

Wen Xu was next to him, and he wanted to laugh when he heard it. He had never seen his uncle complaining so much. Originally, Hang Xiangdong was more serious in Wen Xu's heart. Although he was not serious, his face was more serious. It was also a small reason why Wen Xu didn't go to the capital to join him, but of course it wasn't the main reason.

Speaking of this matter, it is that the child has no mother. It is a long story, and it cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

Anyway, Wen Xu saw another side of my uncle today, as an old cynic. Of course, there were the same two old cynics on the table. When everyone mentioned academic corruption, they not only cursed, but also emptied the cups in their hands. The frequency has been accelerated a lot.

Yu Yao and Wen Xu are too young, both in their twenties, people are talking about going to the countryside and the resumption of the college entrance examination, they were not even born at that time, so how could they talk about it! So the two of them had to listen with their ears open, waiting for others to agree, clap their hands and say hello!

As the three old men chatted, they drank the wine for a long time, until the sky outside became dark clouds, which meant that the meal lasted from noon to night.

"No more!" Hang Xiangdong waved his hand, and continued without raising his head, "I...I...can't drink any more!"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and fell asleep directly on the table.

And less than a minute before him, Mr. Chi and Mr. Jia had already fallen asleep one after another. I have to mention here that the wines of the three old men are all good, and they don’t play crazy when they are drunk. Crying like some people do.

"Finished?"

Seeing that there was no movement downstairs, Teacher Ma came down from upstairs and asked Wen Xu.

Wen Xu said with a smile: "After drinking, I was so drunk that I fell asleep."

"It's enough to drink." Teacher Ma walked down the stairs, stretched his head to look at his wife, and when he arrived in front of Mr. Chi, he reached out and tapped on the forehead of Mr. Chi who was leaning on the back of the chair.

"You! You! Do we have to drink like this after we talk again?"

Although he was complaining, Teacher Ma's eyes were still full of concern: "Wen Xu, Yu Yao, come over and help me carry him to the bed!"

"No need, neither of us had much to drink, it's fine for me and Wen Xu to come, Aunt Ma, where do you want to take it?" Yu Yao didn't drink much either, and stood on either side of Mr. Chi with Wen Xu, quarreling Awakened the old man who was soundly asleep.

Teacher Ma said with a smile: "Don't go upstairs, go directly to the small room over there! Later, put Lao Jia next to him, and let two old drunks be your companions!"

Wen Xu listened and carried the old man to the small room. Just halfway through the road, suddenly the mobile phone rang, and Wen Xu was about to pick it up. Suddenly, he found that the old man Chi who was holding him heard the ringing of his mobile phone. Like an alarm clock, I immediately opened my eyes.

"Who is it!"

"Well!"

I don't know what the old man wanted to say, but before he finished speaking, the old man immediately felt a regurgitation in his stomach, broke away from Wen Nu and Yu Yao, and ran towards the bathroom downstairs completely on his own consciousness.

These things happened almost as soon as the phone rang, and before Wen Xu could react, Mr. Chi had already rushed to the bathroom, hugged the toilet and began to vomit.

Teacher Ma saw it, and hurriedly followed him, stretched out his hand to caress the back of Mr. Chi who was sitting on the ground holding the toilet, and asked repeatedly: "Do you feel better, do you feel better!"

"Old woman, I'm sorry! Ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Chi started a new round of vomiting while hugging the toilet.

At this moment, Mr. Ma had no complaints in his mouth, and both his expression and his actions revealed his concern for the old man. What Wen Xu didn't expect was that the old man, who was always quite serious, would complain to his wife about his suffering when he was drunk, and even had such a slightly coquettish tone. It's just that the baby is suffering in his heart, but the baby wants you to know the posture.

"I told you not to drink so much, but you just don't listen, and you are still yelling at me!" Teacher Ma continued to babble, although he spoke again, but the movements of his hands became more gentle.

While caressing, he asked repeatedly from time to time; "Is this better?"

Wen Xu stood at the door at this time, looking at the old couple in the bathroom, her heart warmed for no reason, and she thought: This is love!

After watching the old lady's love for a while, Wen Xu heard Yu Yao call him for help, so he turned around and backed away. First, he helped Mr. Jia onto the bed, helped him take off his shoes, put a blanket on his body, and then He dragged his uncle Hang Xiangdong back home.

As soon as Hang Xiangdong was brought into the house, it started to rain outside.

Li Yumei saw her husband who was drunk like mud, and immediately said to Wen Xu: "Why did you drink so much, and you didn't persuade him!"

"Mom, I really want to persuade you, but you didn't see it. When I went to call him, my dad's voice sounded like he was going to eat people. Who would dare to persuade him!" Hang Chen sat cross-legged on the sofa When I saw my father drinking like this, he curled his lips in a heartless manner, and then said with a look of disgust.

At this time, Hang Chen was not very sensible, how could he take care of his father? With Hang Xiangdong's appearance now, she did well if she didn't turn around and run away.

Just as Wen Xu was about to say something, the phone in his pocket rang again. Wen Xu took it out and took a look. It was the same call just now, and he had already called him several times.

Wen Xu didn't answer the call because it was Beihe's. Wen Xu never had friends with Beihe. Now that there are so many scammers on the phone, plus the situation just now, how could Wen Xu have the heart to answer it.

However, in Wen Xu's eyes, this liar had perseverance, and he hit four in a while.

After hanging up the phone again, Wen Xu sent his uncle back to the room, before leaving the room, the phone rang again, Wen Xu took it out to see that it was still Beihe's number.

"Hello, who are you?" Wen Xu stood in the aisle and walked towards the balcony.

"Are you Wen Xu?" The tone on the other end of the phone was not friendly, and it was a middle-aged woman's voice, with a strong official tone.

As soon as I heard such a warm voice, I just said two words: disgusted! The most annoying thing for Wen Xu in this life is when someone talks to her in an official tone.

"I am, who are you?" Wen Xu's tone was not as flat as it was at the beginning, and he hung up when he was about to call again.

"I'm Shi Shangzhen's aunt!" The official tone on the other end of the phone was still the same, and the tone was even more hostile.

Hearing Shi Shangzhen's aunt, Wen Xu couldn't help being a little puzzled, and it was hard to hang up the phone for a while, thinking: What does Shi Shangzhen's aunt want me for?

Although he had doubts in his heart, the tone of his mouth was much better: "Hello, hello!"

"I'm at the Donghu Hotel in Yueshan right now, and I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I want to talk to you! How about it, I have time at 8:30, and there are two or three hours left, and you can be in a hurry. Give me a call when you get to the hotel lobby!" The other end of the phone didn't give Wen Xu a chance to refuse, and directly set the time and place.

After finishing speaking, Wen Xu didn't even let Wen Xu say goodbye, and just said: "That's it, hurry up and come here!"

Hearing the beeping voice coming from the phone, Wen Xu couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, and muttered: The visitor is not kind!

Even a fool can tell that this person is looking for him for something. You can't ask Wen Xu to invite him to a full banquet, right? Even if you eat a full banquet, this kind of tone makes it clear that I hate you, how can Wen Xu not understand.

Although she didn't really want to go, and also disliked her tone of voice, Wen Xu didn't mean to run away. Anyway, the soldiers came to block her, and the water came to cover her up! What happened to Shi Shangzhen's aunt? Could Wen Xu be afraid of her because she has eight mouths?