At first, Lin Shuchao said he wanted it too and could pay for it himself.
Chen Chunhua knew that this guy felt uncomfortable if he didn't spend the money he had. He had told her before that he wanted to buy a motorcycle, but he only gave up after being suppressed by her and Lin Guoqing. However, he felt like he was burning the fire with his money. One moment he bought his younger sister a skirt worth more than 2,000 yuan, and the next moment he said he wanted to buy a mobile phone for his grandmother.
Liang Shengdi was quite happy at first, but when she heard that the mobile phone would cost 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, she slapped it.
"What a sin! I bought a car and put it on my body. I am sick!"
Now he said he wanted a pager, but was again rejected by Chen Chunhua: "Don't you have a telephone in your shop? You stay in the shop all day long, why do you need a pager?"
As for Liang Shengdi, Chen Chunhua actually bought her a pager.
Old Mrs. Liang hangs out outside all day long, so having a pager makes it convenient for her to communicate. Now the grandmother and grandson are learning how to operate it under the guidance of Lin Shuying.
"Grandma's pager number is 7788, and Shumei's number is 1234.
If you have something to do, you can call the paging center first. Here, this is the number, both of you are 999. Then tell the staff at the paging center who you want to contact... For example, if you want to contact Shumei, you can tell the service center Shumei's pager number and say you want to call this number.
Then the service center will send a message to Shumei's pager, and Shumei's pager will ring, and your number will be displayed on it, and then she will find a phone to call you back."
"What if I'm not at home?" Liang Shengdi asked in her heart.
"Then you can also tell the paging station that you want to leave a message."
Lin Shuying bought them the latest model of Chinese-display pagers, which, unlike the previous digital-display pagers, could record Chinese characters.
Of course, its fees are much more expensive. Not only is the monthly rent as high as 50 yuan, but every message received is charged, and the fee is charged by the number of words.
Just like a telegram, but unlike a telegram, each message on a pager has a word limit of 7-10 words. If a message exceeds the maximum word limit, it will be split into two or more messages and sent, and the fee will be charged per word.
"For example, if you want to go to school to look for her but don't know where she is exactly, you can find a public phone booth near her school and leave a message saying 'I'm waiting for you at the school gate'. That way, she'll know you're at the school gate."
Liang Shengdi cried out, her old eyes shining, "This is good! This is good!"
"Right! I told you pagers are useful!" Lin Shumei excitedly shouted to her grandmother, "If I go home early for vacation and find you're not home, I'll have the pager leave a message for you all, saying I'm home! Then you'll all know!"
Lin Guoqing was so choked by his daughter's words about being rich that he almost turned the steering wheel crookedly.
"You're really rich, and you leave a message for everyone..."
Chen Chunhua looked at Lin Shumei, who didn't take money seriously, with a puzzled look on her face. "At most, I'll pay you a monthly rent. The monthly paging fee will be deducted from your living expenses."
Before Lin Shumei could say anything, Liang Shengdi waved her hand and said, "I'll give it to you!"
The whole car was filled with laughter and joy, but Lin Shuchao was alone, lonely and cold.
"No... then you all received the news, but I'm the only one who didn't know."
"Can't I just call you directly?" Lin Guoqing didn't quite understand the third brother's idea. After all, in his opinion, the operation of the pager was quite troublesome. Sometimes when you are out and about and don't have a phone at hand, others can leave you a message, but it is definitely not as convenient as calling you directly.
If we really give Lin Shuchao a baby, he may not really use it. It would be a waste of monthly rental fees.
This can only be described as a generation gap.
Young people don’t care whether the pager is useful or not. What they care about is whether you take them with you to play.
Everyone in the family has one, except him. His younger sister even told everyone to leave a message, but he's the only one making a phone call?
This is really not fun.
Lin Guoqing was speechless when he saw the resentful look on his face. He could only say repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I'll get you one when I get back. It's your own money anyway."
"Thanks, Dad! Dad, you're the best!"
"...Don't learn from your sister!"
…
The van drove straight to the downstairs of the dormitory. Although Chen Chunhua repeatedly told Lin Shumei that she needed to be more low-key, she herself did not think about it. With so many cars and people, it was impossible to be low-key.
The Lin family all thought it was quite ordinary. At least it was a van, not two cars. They weren't wearing any fancy jewelry, just ordinary work clothes. But it still attracted a lot of attention.
This is completely different from the time six years ago when I sent Lin Shuying to school, when I was afraid of being considered a country bumpkin and had to dress up before going out. Even if you point your finger at Lin Shumei and call her a country bumpkin now, she will just roll her eyes and respond sarcastically, "Yeah, I am a country bumpkin, so what?"
Only Lin Shuchao saw through everything——
"Real country bumpkins showed up carrying sacks. Children from ordinary families come to school on their own, with one or two people at most helping them take the bus or get a ride, rather than driving themselves in like they're moving.
You all have been out of touch with reality for too long!"
Chen Chunhua & Lin Guoqing: ...
"So, Boss Lin, you're really down-to-earth, right? Who said last time that you can only wear Nike?"
While sweeping the floor, Lin Guoqing complained to his son and pointed out that his son did not wipe the railing clean.
Lin Shumei didn't care and handed the bed sheet to her mother.
"Oh, that's it. Our family conditions are just like this. Do you really want me to go out of my way to eat white steamed buns with fermented bean curd to show my modesty?"
Liang Shengdi tutted, strongly disagreeing with her example. "What's wrong with white steamed buns with fermented bean curd? That's a good thing. When you were little, you might not even have it if you wanted it!"
Lin Shuying also nodded. "Yes, I still remember when I was sick in the hospital that year, my father bought some specially for me to replenish my strength. They all ate multi-grain steamed buns, but I was the only one who ate white steamed buns with fermented bean curd."
Chen Chunhua also made the bed and gave her little daughter a cold look.
"You've only had enough to eat for a few years, and you've become so inflated? It turns out I can't give you too much living expenses."
Lin Shumei: ...
No, Mom, you can scold me or beat me, but don’t deduct my living expenses!!!
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