Chapter 1011 Xibao's Birthday 2

Although they had never touched the radio up close, the two children of the Lu family were definitely not unfamiliar with it. Xibao had seen it at the old leader's house, and Fubao often went in and out of the radio room in the army, so he had naturally seen the radio.

It was just that everyone was more careful about the radio and did not let the children touch it randomly, so they were very curious.

Lu Jiang held his daughter in front of the radio and let her touch it. He thought that girls were well-behaved and cute, so he touched it carefully twice and then retracted his hand. Unlike Xibao, who almost put her face on the radio.

Seeing Xibao's eager action, Lu Jiang reached out and hit the back of his hand!

"Dad!" Xibao touched the back of his hand and glared at his father.

Feng Qingxue saw that the two children were not interested in the cream cake, so she asked Feng Qingyun to take it.

"Xibao, come here. I'll tell you why the radio has no door. Even if there is a door, you won't be able to find the person talking if you go in."

Hearing his mother's call, Xibao turned around quickly, ran to her and shook her hand, "Mom, tell me, tell me, why is there someone talking on the radio but I can't see anyone? I found a small door, but Dad wouldn't let me open it and beat me! Look, the back of my hand is all red, it hurts so much, Mom has to blow on it for me."

Feng Qingxue looked at it and saw that Lu Jiang was restrained in his attack, so there was no redness or swelling, but she still blew on her son carefully, "That's the small door for the battery, Dad certainly can't let you open it."

Xibao pouted pursed her lips, "I just wanted to see if there was anyone there!"

"Look at you, you are so big, the radio is so small, and the door is so small, how can you get in? Even if you get in, you can't find anyone, because there is no one inside. Just like a phone, you can hear other people talking, you talk on this side of the phone, and the other side can hear your voice, but you didn't get into the phone, right?"

"Yes!" Xi Bao touched her bald head, "But mom, why? Why is there no one on the radio but someone is singing inside, I can't get into the phone but Sister Xiaoyue can hear me talking? Mom, tell me!"

For a moment, Feng Qingxue didn't know where to start.

But soon she had an idea, looking at the little bald head in front of her with a smile, "Xi Bao, Grandpa Jin who lives in the cowshed knows these, why don't you go and ask Grandpa Jin?"

"Grandpa Jin?" Xi Bao thought for a while, "He's not in the cowshed."

"Not there?" Feng Qingxue was slightly stunned.

Feng Qingyun put the cream cake that he was reluctant to eat and the other two boxes of cream cakes in the cupboard, turned around and smiled, "They have all moved out of the cowshed and are living in the newly built thatched house before the busy farming season. Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu have also moved there, and several more people have come from Shanghai, both men and women, all of them are old and frail."

Feng Qingxue immediately asked, "Are they all in the thatched house now?" Presumably, the people from Shanghai are He Qingyin and others.

Feng Qingyun shook his head, "How can we let them hide in the house in broad daylight? They are all working in the fields. There is a lot of farm work in our brigade. People need to work on the spring sweet potatoes and spring peanuts planted in the fields, and the wheat can be harvested in a dozen days."

Today is the seventh day of April, and tomorrow is the eighth day of April, which is Xi Bao's birthday.

Feng Qingyun exclaimed, "Sister, it's Xibao's birthday. Xibao's birthday is tomorrow!"

"We are rushing back to celebrate Xibao's birthday, otherwise we would come back later." Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Jiang, don't worry about the radio for now. Go see if there is any work in the field that needs your help."