On her way home, carrying a radio, passersby would stop to greet Xia Wenhua.

After working for two days and holding a radio, Xia Wenhua truly realized how enthusiastic people are in this era.

People looked at the radio like it was something rare; whether they knew the person or not, they all wanted to take a look and ask Xia Wenhua where she bought it and how much it cost.

Some people who lack a sense of boundaries even ask Xia Wenhua what she bought the radio for.

If the other party is just asking out of curiosity, Xia Wenhua will not fail to respond; her attitude is usually quite good.

When asked about crossing a line, she simply smiled apologetically and added that she couldn't disclose the purpose of the request.

Most people are quite understanding. Knowing that their excessive enthusiasm has made others uncomfortable, they tone it down a bit and then talk about the radio with those around them, their tone full of envy.

Occasionally, there are those who are a bit clueless, acting as if the whole world owes them something, and insisting that Xia Wenhua explain the purpose of the task. Before Xia Wenhua can even speak, everyone else starts cursing.

"Who do you think you are? They've already said they don't want to talk, yet you still force them to. You're really clueless."

"Exactly! People who are already enlightened by having a radio to watch and are still not satisfied are the most annoying!"

"..."

One person who opened his mouth was scolded back by other enthusiastic bystanders, and those who didn't know better didn't dare to approach anymore.

Holding the radio, Xia Wenhua truly felt the charm of this era.

Some people are enthusiastic, some are warm-hearted, but a normal person would never use the guise of being warm-hearted to make others uncomfortable.

In this world, there are still many lovely, normal people.

Passersby were fascinated by the radio, so it goes without saying how welcome Xia Wenhua would be when she took it home.

The two children cheered and rushed over when they saw the large item in Xia Wenhua's hands: "Mom, is this a radio?"

"It's a radio. Fat Tiger said they have one at home, and he even took us to see it from outside their window."

"Does this radio belong to our family?"

“If Mom takes it home, it’s definitely our family’s. We’ll have a radio now, and I can go out and tell other people about it.”

"..."

Xia Wenhua had no idea that her two children had seen a radio before and even hoped that their family could have one.

Listening to their enthusiastic conversation, their tone full of enjoyment, I immediately felt that my radio purchase hadn't been in vain, and my smile deepened.

Not to mention the child's curiosity, Pei Ying put the food on the table and listened to the mother and her two children talking. She hadn't seen anyone enter the room for a long time, and when they came out of the door, she was instantly stunned.

"Wenhua, is that radio in your hand one of ours?"

She blinked, looking at Xia Wenhua expectantly, her excitement no less than that of the two children.

Xia Wenhua really didn't expect that a radio could cause such a big reaction. Her family wasn't short of money. If everyone wanted one, they could have just asked and she would have bought it.

After all, she had actually lived in the future and used too many computers and mobile phones. Everything related to technology in this era carried a heavy sense of history in her eyes.

She never thought that something that looked so bulky could be of any great use.

If Pei Ying and the children knew that she bought this radio because she thought it was the most presentable decorative item, they would probably glare at her angrily.

Looking at the three of them, grandmother and grandchildren, who had been excitedly spending half the day together, Xia Wenhua touched her nose and decided to keep this secret hidden forever.

After finally getting over his initial excitement, Pei Yingcai had the time to ask Xia Wenhua why she suddenly decided to buy a radio.

The gifts were originally intended for the two children, and since they liked them, Xia Wenhua thought it was a good thing.

"Didn't we say we'd let our little men sleep by themselves? I think brave kids should be rewarded, and this is a reward for our two little men!"

Having a radio at home was already enough to make the two children proud, but when Xia Wenhua said that the radio was a gift she bought for them, the two children screamed even louder.

Wow! Mom is amazing!

"Great! It's ours! We have a radio now!"

"Even Fat Tiger can't touch the radio at home; he can only listen to it with the adults. How come we get to have our own radio?"

After exchanging words for a while, the two children exclaimed in surprise, their joy evident in their expressions.

Xia Wenhua squatted down and patted the two children's heads.

"The items will be placed in your room, and I will also teach you how to use them."

I believe Xiaochen and Xiaoguang are both obedient children. If you didn't understand how to use it, you wouldn't mess around, right?

Radios are quite expensive, at least in the Heilongjiang Military Region, and none of the families around them own one.

After arriving in Guangxi Province and enrolling in the preschool program, the two children's social circles expanded slightly, but they also became more aware of how expensive radios were.

Having a radio at home was already a blessing, and in order to make their classmates envious of them for a long time to come, they couldn't just break the radio.

Pei Xiangchen immediately swore, "Mom, don't worry, my brother and I definitely won't break it. We'll study hard, right, brother?"

“Yes, we will definitely take good care of it!” Pei Xiangguang immediately echoed his brother’s statement.

The two children are not yet four years old, but perhaps due to the intelligence bestowed upon them by the storyline, they speak and act in a way that rivals that of other seven- or eight-year-old children.

Pei Ying had always remarked that the eldest son's two children were so clever it was as if they had forgotten to drink the Meng Po soup (a legendary soup for forgetting one's past life).

Just now, after answering Xia Wenhua's question, the two of them didn't forget that Pei Ying had also been very interested in the radio. They immediately ran to Pei Ying's side and took her hand.

"Grandma, you must remember to come to our room to listen to the radio next time."

"Yes, we want to listen with Grandma!"

The two children held Pei Ying's hands, one on each side, and their soft, childlike voices struck Pei Ying's heart.

She nodded emphatically: "Okay, Grandma thanks Xiaochen and Xiaoguang for the invitation. I'll definitely come and listen with you next time!"

After comforting their grandmother, the two naturally didn't forget their mother, who had bought the radio, and added that they wanted to do it with her too.

A small radio filled the Pei family with joy all night long.

Xia Wenhua once again witnessed a side of this era that she had not noticed before. What she thought was ordinary might be a huge surprise to others.

Her experiences decades later should be the foundation for her to live a fulfilling life, not an excuse to put herself above others and become completely out of touch with the times.

Late at night, she carefully compared the two eras in her memory and recorded all her feelings in simple words.

Finally, she felt that she should have a clear idea of ​​the type of manuscript she wanted to submit.

Things that make it into the newspapers don't necessarily have to be high-end or sophisticated; the happiness of ordinary people is what the times should see most!