Chapter 16: The Fat Cat Can Jump
Zheng Tan felt lost; he didn't even know "the Buddha". Originally, he thought Papa Jiao was going to talk about him running away, but not only did he not ntion it, he was talking about so "Buddha".
"Forget it. He doesn't look like he knows anything." Mama Jiao returned to the kitchen. She didn't think a cat could make Chuhua's famous "Buddha" change her attitude.
Papa Jiao sat down on the sofa and described "the Buddha" to Zheng Tan.
When he heard Papa Jiao say she was a woman in her fifties with a stern look, he imdiately thought of the lady who ca by the lake every day.
"Buddha" was actually Ye He. She was the dean of the Faculty of Physics. Because she was so serious and demanding all the ti and her na happened to be part of the na of that famous Qing Dynasty Buddha Yehe Nala [1], she was nicknad "the Buddha". Her departnt was part terrified and part in awe by her. It didn't help that her husband was now the headmaster.
Zheng Tan recalled Dean Ye's look and her leadership style. The nickna was really quite fitting.
Papa Jiao did not ask about him running away nor did he say anything more about "the Buddha" smiling. It didn't seem like a bad thing.
The kids woke up at dinner ti. Jiao Yuan went imdiately to the fridge to check on his "treasures".
"Oh, sh*t!"
Mama Jiao, who was carrying out dishes of food, caught him the mont he started swearing. She laid down the plate and gave his ear a hard tug.
"Foul language. That's one buck deducted from your pocket money!"
"Hey, don't. I was in the mont. I couldn't control myself. Have rcy." Jiao Yuan begged while rubbing his ear.
But Mama Jiao's heart was set and Jiao Yuan was out of a buck. Zheng Tan could tell from his gritted teeth, those three boys were going to get a tongue lashing from him tomorrow.
After being deserted for seven days, the Jiao household was lively again.
After dinner, the two children watched a bit of TV, then obediently went back to their rooms to study. After missing school for a week, they had quite a bit of catching up to do.
Mama Jiao cleaned up the dishes, then left to visit her colleagues.
Mama Jiao taught junior high English at a school near Chuhua University. Her co-workers had to sub in for her when she was gone. Now that she was back, she bought so fruits and went over to their place to thank them.
As for Papa Jiao, he was now sitting at the desk with a book.
Zheng Tan went over to see the cover. It was a collections of essays by Lu Xun. This ant Papa Jiao was not in a very good mood.
People unavoidably suffered from negative emotions from ti to ti, but each had their own way of dealing with it. For so people, it was alcoholism; for others, it was fighting or extre sports. Papa Jiao never swore or did intense stuff to vent. Because there were children at ho, he rarely smoked or drank.
So, when Papa Jiao was frustrated, he read the works of Lu Xun.
Zheng Tan rembered in August, when Papa Jiao was waiting for the National Natural Science Foundation to announce the list of scientists receiving funding this year, he started reading Lu Xun's "The True Story of Ah Q".
A few days later, the National Natural Science Foundation contacted him to notify him he was on the list.
As for today ...
Zheng Tan jumped on the desk to take a closer look. Papa Jiao was reading "So Thoughts on 'F*ck' ".
... tis were progressing; it couldn't possibly regress to the age of 'f*ck'. After deep thought, coupled with our long history of cultural heritage, we finally found a word that was "more elegant
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