297 What's that look in your eyes? You're looking at me like a stepmother

At Mumu's house.

Auntie Zhong's ears are almost tingling from Mumu's rubbing.

"Don't buy it, it's only a hundred yuan, what can't you do with it? Why buy a radio? We all go to work during the day, and you'll have classes soon, so why leave it at home and let it sit there?"

Mumu said, "Listen to foreign language tapes. Brother Zhengtu bought Ah Hang a lot of foreign language tapes. I heard that you have to learn foreign languages ​​in junior high school. I'm going to be in the fifth grade soon. If I don't listen to them in advance, won't I be completely in the dark when the time comes?"

Aunt Zhong didn't take it seriously: "Ask how many people in your class who have a radio at home? Aren't they all the same? If they can learn, why can't you?"

Mumu stamped his feet anxiously: "It's different. Ah Hang is so good that he learned it in advance. I can't catch up with him now. Won't I be even further behind in the future?"

That's right, Mumu, who has always been the second best, has never been better than Fu Yuanhang in a test since Fu Yuanhang came.

Aunt Zhong sneered: "Anyway, whether you have a radio or not, you are always the second best. Why should I waste this money?"

Mumu was angry: "Ms. Zhong, I'm angry, I don't want to talk to you anymore! If you don't buy it, I'll go to my father and my brother, you can't be so authoritarian!"

He only knew how to find fault with Ms. Zhong, and she would definitely not buy it!

Mo Gong and Mo Jiazhe arrived home at the same time.

As soon as they entered the house, they could clearly feel that the atmosphere at home was not right.

Mumu couldn't be so quiet at home? Even Dahei was lying quietly in the corner, looking like he didn't dare to breathe!

The father and son looked at each other, tacitly kept silent, washed their hands silently, and went into the kitchen to serve the meal.

"Today's meal looks good." Mo Gong said.

Aunt Zhong snorted, "Your son wants to buy a radio. You can expect to eat radishes and cabbage tomorrow."

Engineer Mo said casually, "Mumu wants to buy a radio? You know, I just passed by Zhengtu's house. The story he played was quite nice. I even stopped and listened for two minutes. It seemed to be about Journey to the West.

After a day's work, it would be really relaxing to have a radio playing stories while eating."

Aunt Zhong moved her ears, "Is it really that nice?"

Engineer Mo said, "Of course. He is a professional announcer. He speaks in a rhythmic manner. The stories he tells are naturally nice." It's not that

Aunt Zhong has never listened to the radio, nor that she can't afford the money. It's just that she has always been thrifty, and she still feels painful to buy such a big thing.

Mr. Mo added, "Come to think of it, since we got married, our family hasn't bought anything big. I think the TV is pretty good, but it can't receive many channels. It's not as practical as a radio."

Aunt Zhong was shocked: "TV? How much does it cost?"

Mr. Mo said, "Isn't there one in the Tujia Village in Zhengyuan? It seems to be a few hundred yuan, but it's hard to get tickets." "

A few hundred?!" Aunt Zhong thought she had heard it wrong. Mr.

Mo nodded and said, "It's a few hundred, and there are some receiver accessories and so on, which may also cost a few dozen."

"Don't even think about it!" Aunt Zhong said, "It's not that I don't want to buy a radio. I'm just thinking of waiting until Jiji gets married and buying him a radio with three rpm and one hd."

Mo Jiazhe happened to hear this: "Mom, it's okay, you buy the radio first. The sooner you buy it, the sooner you can enjoy it. It's the same whether you buy it early or late. You can just not buy a radio when the time comes."

Aunt Zhong rolled her eyes at him: "How can the new be the same as the old? Will the girl agree?"

Mo Jiazhe grinned: "If she doesn't agree, I won't marry her. Mom, Mumu rarely wants something this much. Buy it for him. The money will be deducted from my salary."

In fact, Aunt Zhong had already softened her mind. Compared to buying a radio, she was more worried that Old Mo would do something big without saying anything, such as bringing back a TV. That would piss her off to death.

Aunt Zhong glared at Mumu who was peeking through the door frame: "What are you looking at like that? You're looking at me like a stepmother. Who am I saving the money for? Isn't it for you two brothers? Buy, buy, buy, okay?"

Mumu jumped out of the house and hugged Aunt Zhong: "Ms. Zhong, are you really willing to buy it? Are you really willing?"

Aunt Zhong was frightened by Mumu and reached out to hit him: "Do you want to scare me to death? You are all debt collectors..."

Although she said so, Aunt Zhong was still very gentle, with a smile in her eyes.

Mumu hugged her tightly: "You are so kind, Miss Zhong, you are the greatest mother in the world!" Aunt Zhong

looked at her son unhappily: "Who said I was authoritarian just now? Who didn't want to talk to me?"

Mumu shook her head: "You must have heard it wrong. Who dares to talk to my Director Zhong like this? I will beat him up!"

Mr. Mo came out with the last bowl of rice, looked at the happy family, smiled deeply, and hid his achievements and fame.

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