Yuan Tingting stayed at her grandmother's house for a while. Fang Meixiang's mother said that Fang Dongqiang was on summer vacation, so she took her home and asked Fang Dongqiang to look after her.

When Fang Yu saw Yuan Tingting, she took the initiative to take her along. Yuan Tingting also preferred to follow Fang Yu. With Fang Yu taking care of her, Fang Meixiang's mother was able to save a lot of effort.

As soon as the sun climbed over the treetops, Fang Meixiang's house became lively. The black-and-white television set became the children's prized possession.

Fang Dongqiang has also learned how to bend the antenna pole. He and a little boy were outside carefully turning the bamboo pole little by little, muttering, "Slower, slower." Inside, the children stared nervously at the screen. When the screen became clear, they immediately shouted, "Stop! Stop!" afraid of missing it and the TV would become blurry again with static.

Fang Yu would always bring Yuan Tingting to sit next to her, and Fang Huahua would also bring her younger brother Fang Jingming to sit next to them; it seemed like these were their fixed positions.

After watching one episode of the TV series, Yuan Tingting couldn't sit still and wanted to go out to play. Fang Yu held her hand and taught her to recognize the cockscomb flowers in the yard. "This one is red, and it looks like a rooster's comb. It's called a cockscomb flower."

Yuan Tingting reached out to touch it, but Fang Yu quickly protected her, saying, "Be careful of the thorns! It'll hurt if you touch it."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tingting immediately withdrew her hand obediently, her eyes still fixed on the bright flower.

Seeing Yuan Tingting come out, Fang Jingming wanted to follow, and Fang Huahua also stayed close to him.

Fang Meixiang's mother came back carrying a vegetable basket, and called out to Fang Yu with a smile, "Fang Yu, Dongqiang doesn't care about his sister again, do you want him to take care of her?"

“Grandma Dongqiang, Tingting likes to follow me around. I come and take care of her when I’m not doing my homework.”

After watching TV, the children were about to go home. Fang Meixiang's mother called Fang Yu back and gave her a bag of animal crackers, saying, "Fang Yu, take this and eat it when you get home."

"No, Grandma Dongqiang, my mom said we can't accept things from other people." Fang Yu put her hands behind her back.

"Here you go, sweetie. Take it back and tell your mom that Grandma Dongqiang gave it to you. Your mom will let you take it." Fang Meixiang's mother stuffed the biscuit into Fang Yu's hand.

"Oh! Thank you, Grandma Dongqiang!" Fang Yu took the biscuits and skipped out the door.

Fang Huahua saw that Fang Yu hadn't come out yet and was waiting for her outside the door. Fang Jingming looked at the bag in Fang Yu's hand and asked, "Sister Fang Yu, what's this?"

"I need to take it home first and ask my mom if I can have it." Fang Yu hugged the cookies to her chest.

Fang Jingming swallowed hard and looked into the house. Fang Huahua pulled his hand tightly and led him towards their home.

"Mom, Grandma Dongqiang only gave me one; none of the other children received one," Fang Yu told Yu Jihong when she got home.

“Okay, then you need to take better care of Tingting.” Turning back to Fang San’s younger brother, she said, “How come Mei Li and the others are so capable? They’ve even opened a shop in the county town.”

“They’ve always been in business, so of course their business has grown bigger and bigger.” Fang Sandi replied casually, his head down, grinding his hoe with a “scratching” sound.

Yu Jihong tilted her head and said, "They didn't start out in business; they used to be farmers!"

Fang San Di continued with his work, and Yu Ji Hong had many ideas, which he had gotten used to.

After television was introduced, the children's catchphrases changed from "the language of the village" to "the language of the television."

"Human Cannon, Level One Ready; Human Cannon, Level Two Ready; Human Cannon, Fire!"

"Give me power, I am She-Ra!"

"Take this from my old Sun Wukong's staff!"

The toys in their hands also changed. They would pick up a wooden stick and use it as Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, swinging it around. At home, they would carve bamboo or wood into a "sword" and, imitating She-Ra, hold it up and shout slogans, having a great time.