Return to the Small Fishing Village of 1982

Chapter 340 Rare

As soon as Ye Yaodong entered the room, he saw the eye-catching radio on the table. It was box-shaped and all the lines were straight lines. It looked angular and regular. The overall feeling was stable and concise. It was similar to what he saw in other people's homes, but it was a red light. Card.

There are small holes on the front and two round buttons on the side.

Nowadays, there are many radio brands. There are not many bicycles and watches in the village, but there are many radios and sewing machines.

Sewing machines are most useful in their countryside. At this time, finished clothes are very expensive. There are many people in the family, so many clothes cannot be bought. Winter cotton-padded jackets are even more expensive, so they can only make them by themselves. .

The radio is currently the primary source of information for people to understand the outside world, and it is also an important entertainment tool.

"How did you do it? Did I teach you?"

Ye Chenghe said anxiously: "Third uncle, if you don't know how, please don't press it randomly."

Ye Chenghai and Ye Chengjiang both went to sea and haven't returned yet, and the remaining six children also agreed and told him not to touch him. They have been taught repeatedly today that if they break their hands, they will be interrupted!

Ye Mu also called to him nervously, "Don't press randomly."

Then he quickly put down the bucket and stepped forward to slap his hand off, "Don't touch it, don't break it, I'll do it. Yesterday Lin Ji came over and said that this can be plugged in, or it can be powered by batteries. It can be divided into long wave, short wave and so on." I don’t understand, but it’s said that the sound is louder and clearer than that of a single battery, so it’s suitable for the elderly with poor hearing.”

The whole family gathered around and watched Mother Ye press a button and carefully rotate the round button. Suddenly, the sound of singing and storytelling came from inside.

"Stop, stop, stop, just this, just this, Yue Fei's biography!"

As soon as Father Ye heard the familiar storytelling Yue Fei Zhuan, his eyes immediately lit up and he shouted excitedly to stop.

He had gone to Lin Jingye's house to listen to it several times before, and he couldn't bear to leave every time because he was fascinated by it.

Ye Chenghe also came excitedly and said: "I also like to listen to Yue Fei's biography. It starts playing at 12 noon. Unfortunately, my grandma switched to listening to the opera after listening for a while. I didn't expect it to be available now."

After listening to a few words, Ye Yaodong knew that this was performed by Liu Lanfang, and he used to like listening to it. Liu Lanfang's storytelling is a symbol of an era and a beautiful youthful memory of a generation. The longer it goes, the less likely it will be forgotten and the clearer it becomes.

She sang Dagu Shu in her early years, and her voice was well-trained, with sonorous and beautiful sounds.

The story was told loudly and loudly, using sounds as shapes, and the scenes were three-dimensional and distinctive. At this time, it became a household name.

Listening to the excited voices of her grandfather and grandson, Mother Ye rolled her eyes at Father Ye, "I just said you wanted to hear it, but you still don't admit it. Why are you so excited? I didn't buy it for you to listen to."

The old lady said happily: "Listen all, listen all. If you like it, just listen to this first..."

But as soon as the old lady finished speaking, she disappeared. It was time, and the voice broadcast inside asked them to stay tuned tomorrow from 12 noon to 6 pm.

"Ah ah ah~ It's 6 o'clock, Yue Fei's biography is only played until 6 o'clock." Ye Chenghe beat his chest exaggeratedly.

"You've been listening to it all day and haven't you heard enough?"

The eldest niece Ye Xiuxiu couldn't help complaining: "Don't say that, third uncle. Grandma would turn it off after listening for a while, and then turn it on again after a while, saying that she was afraid that if she listened for a long time, the play box would be burned out. It still takes a while. Listening to the play and the book for a while, I felt like scratching my head and scratching my head, feeling like a cat's paw."

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The corner of Ye Yaodong's mouth twitched, "Mom, you need two radios to use them. You don't have to worry about burning them if you take turns using them. Or one can listen to you a book and the other a play."

Ye Mu doesn't care about his teasing, Yue Fei's biography is gone, so she can listen to other things.

She resumed spinning the round button.

"Shajiabang! Shajiabang!"

This is modern revolutionary Peking opera.

"Why is it so lively?"

At this time, both Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua returned, and Ye Chenghai and Ye Chengjiang rushed in like cannonballs.

[Currently used, it is the most comprehensive and best-used book-listening sound system. It integrates 4 major speech synthesis engines, over 100 kinds of sounds, and is an artifact that supports offline reading, huann.]

"Play box!!?"

The two of them said in unison in surprise, and then became very excited in an instant.

"Where did it come from?"

"Who bought it? Wow, we also have a radio at home?"

"My dad bought this!" Ye Chenghu said proudly with his head held high.

The two couples, Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua, were also pleasantly surprised and asked: "When did Dongzi buy it? Why haven't you heard about it?"

"Yes, when did you buy it and how much did it cost? You guys are really rich." Sister-in-law Ye was extremely envious.

Sister-in-law Ye was also envious, "You guys have everything."

Ye Yaohua also smiled naively and said: "Dongzi's life is getting more and more prosperous, and this year he has added more people to his family."

"You can afford it too. There are some that are dozens of dollars cheaper. It just depends on whether you are willing to part with it or not."

A group of children all looked at their parents. Sister-in-law Ye immediately glared at her son and two daughters, "What do you want to eat? One at home is enough."

Ye Chengjiang curled his lips and said, "That was bought by my third uncle, not from our family."

"Isn't it also possible to hear? Do you still want to be alone and start dreaming before your eyes are closed?"

He pursed his lips and did not dare to say a word, otherwise his mother would scold him endlessly. After a day of work, no one can get better when they are tired.

"Hey, stop arguing. You eat your food and we listen to our show."

A group of people gathered around the table, listening to the opera and eating, with their eyes fixed on the radio.

At this time, Shajiabang was singing that the sick and wounded who were recuperating at Grandma Sha's home were about to return to the army after their injuries. Grandma Sha thought she didn't care for the wounded well enough, so she asked the instructor Guo Jianguang to give her advice.

The line is sung exactly: "Grandma Sha, let me give you some advice!"

How can the children understand? They just listen and imitate and sing in weird sounds.

Ye Chenghai also swallowed the rice in his mouth, grabbed his throat and imitated: "Grandma Sha, let me pick your teeth!"

"???"

"Pfft~"

The whole crowd burst into laughter.

Ye Chengjiang's rice also spurted out, and his rice grains were evenly distributed on the dishes on the table...

"Damn it, Ye Chengjiang, did you do this on purpose?" Ye Yaodong looked at the food in disgust, holding Kuaizi in his hand, feeling that he had no idea what to do.

Although Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua were disgusted, they took the rice away and started eating it again after cursing a few words.

Ye Chengjiang pinched his throat and coughed twice, "I didn't mean it, it was Ah Hai who hurt me!"

"Did I ask you to squirt? Third uncle, he must have wanted to eat all the dishes. He also ate wild peaches before. He licked all the peaches he was given before putting them in the bowl to eat later, for fear of It’s disgusting that we eat from him.”

"you're disgusting."

Ye Chengjiang looked at him innocently, "You can't blame me, Third Uncle, they all didn't have enough to eat. I licked them all, and when I finished playing, I was missing one from the count!"

Ye Yaodong: "..."

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