"Wow, cartoons are on! They're so clear!" the child exclaimed excitedly.
"Uncle Zhong, you are the best."
Willow Branch squatted to one side and said, "I remember there's a new cartoon on XX channel."
"Is it prettier than this?" a little girl asked.
"Of course, let me find the station."
The willow twig twisted the button, and a TV icon that a child had never seen before appeared.
The screen was playing cartoons that girls especially love.
The chubby boy on the side objected: "It's not pretty, let's get another one."
Then the willow branch was replaced with another one, this time featuring a cartoon of Sun Wukong (the Monkey King).
Another skinny guy exclaimed, "This one's good, let's see this one!"
"Look at the flower fairy!"
"Look at the robot!"
"Look at Sun Wukong!"
Willow Branch asked with a grin, "Which one are you looking at? Who's the boss?"
"Me! I'm the leader of the kids, everyone listens to me."
"I run fast, and I call the shots."
"I am the most beautiful, I am a princess."
The three children argued back and forth, and before they knew it, they were fighting.
Goodness, it's rolling around all over the place, it's more lively than a cartoon.
She burst into tears.
Master Zhong had just finished his work when he rushed over to break up the fight: "What are you doing? What are you doing! You're fighting over watching TV!"
The three children cried and told each other about their favorite cartoons.
Master Zhong was stunned. Usually, there were only two TV channels, one of which didn't even show cartoons, so everything was very harmonious.
Did you install an antenna to receive so many signals?
I quickly checked and gasped – there really were 6 channels!
At that moment, a TV station was broadcasting a storytelling performance, and Master Zhong ignored the little brat and listened to it with great enjoyment.
"Uncle Zhong is a big bad guy!"
"It's shameful to fight with a kid over the TV."
"Let go! We want to watch cartoons!"
Master Zhong rolled his eyes: "You all have TVs at home, go home and watch it."
The three children cried even harder.
Our TV doesn't have those channels!
Having achieved his goal, Wu Changfeng said, "If there's a problem with the antenna, go to the mining bureau's tractor factory to get it replaced. There are many more antennas like this that can receive more channels."
"Okay, okay." Master Zhong nodded and bowed as he saw the two off.
The child exclaimed, "These kinds of antennas still exist?"
Their eyes lit up, and they all sprinted home.
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