A beautiful and wealthy woman from the 21st century becomes a handsome young educated youth in the 1970s. Framed by her hypocritical best friend and sent to the countryside, she relies on her golde...
"Ah Bo, let's turn on the TV and take a look. We need to change the channel."
"Okay, sure."
"We don't need to worry about our parents, right? Can my older brother handle things like changing the TV channel?"
An Qingbai was also unsure.
"We shouldn't need to worry about it; I think they can handle it."
Zhuang Zhimeng nodded.
"Let's turn on the TV now and adjust it."
An Qingbai plugged in the TV and turned it on, and immediately the screen was filled with static.
An Qingbai rotated the antenna on top of the television set.
Zhuang Zhimeng helped keep an eye on things.
"Stop, Arber, adjust it to the left."
An Qingbai rotated the antenna to the left.
"Okay, I can see the image now."
The couple sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) together watching TV.
"This TV can only change channels with a knob, which is quite inconvenient."
An Qingbai smiled as he listened to his wife's words.
"Then I'll change the channel. Just tell me if you don't want to watch this channel, and I'll come and change it."
Zhuang Zhimeng leaned against her lover's chest.
"Let's look at this first, and we'll talk about it if it's not good."
Anyway, there's not much to see at this time, so I just watch the news and cartoons.
An Qingbai peeled an orange for his wife and fed her a segment.
"This channel must be showing cartoons."
Zhuang Zhimeng also fed the oranges to her lover.
"Yes, it's an animated film."
Although the television was black and white, the couple watched it with great interest.
After watching the animated film, Zhuang Zhimeng patted her lover's thigh.
"Honey, let's change the channel."
"Okay, I'll go change it. If you want to watch a particular channel, just tell me, and we'll watch that channel's program."
"OK."
An Qingbai used to switch stations.
Zhuang Zhimeng found it all rather uninteresting, but then she suddenly realized that she could receive Russian radio signals.
"Honey, there are Russian ones too. Let's watch Russian TV."
"Is this it?"
"right."
An Qingbai adjusted the channel and came over to watch with his wife.
Zhuang Zhimeng suddenly asked.
"Abbott, can you understand me?"
"It'll do. My grandfather learned Russian when he was a child, and I learned some of it from him when I was a child."
I can't explain it, but I can guess the general meaning.
Zhuang Zhimeng nodded.
"This is a Russian film. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."
"good."
An Qingbai kissed his wife before looking at the TV.