Chapter 166 Television 2
Actually, Zhang Jing doesn't like watching TV. It's just because Li Chao bought one and her family came to the area a while earlier than them. Now that others have a TV and she doesn't, she always feels like something is missing.
This is also why the "three turns and one ring" has become a popular requirement for marriage. Women always have a competitive spirit.
Even in the countryside, nowadays rural areas cannot compare in terms of home appliances and houses, but they can compare in terms of food.
If the family had eaten meat today, they would put two slices of meat on the bowl to cover it and run to the village entrance to chat with people about gossip, just to show off that the family had eaten meat today.
At the end of the day, after everyone had finished chatting and left, I finally felt willing to eat the meat in the bowl.
After lunch, Zhang Jing went to work and looked better than usual.
"Master Zhang, what happy event happened at home today? He is so happy."
As soon as I entered the workshop, several familiar workers came up to me and joked.
"There's no happy event. It's just that my family bought a 17-inch TV. My two little ones have been nagging for a long time, wanting to watch TV at home. So the department store gave my head a ticket for a TV ticket."
Zhang Jing said happily.
The word "17 inches" is particularly important.
Nowadays, most of the TVs on the market are 12-inch and 14-inch.
"That's a big deal. Master Zhao is really capable of buying such a big TV."
"Yes, yes. My husband has worked in the factory for so many years, and he has only received bicycle tickets and sewing machine tickets."
Everyone knows what Zhang Jing likes to hear. Everyone likes to hear such words. They just want others to speak in a more flattering and compliant manner.
It's nice of them and they don't charge any money. Occasionally they would ask Zhang Jing to help buy some pork for them to take home as a snack, and she would just go along with what Zhang Jing said.
Get off work in the evening.
Zhang Jing led a few co-workers who she got along well with to the entrance of the restaurant. Sure enough, they saw a new TV placed in the middle of the awning, and everyone started to praise it again.
"We'll eat at home tonight. My relatives sent us a lot of Chinese toon. Tonight we'll eat Chinese toon fried eggs. If you like it, each of you can take some back when you leave."
Zhang Jing said with a smile.
"That's a good feeling."
Li Fang and Peng Yiju were of course among them.
Zhao Yi's family has no shortage of eggs. His uncle Li Dashun and mother Li Daju often send them eggs, and his father-in-law also sends some from time to time.
After dinner, the two little guys were nowhere to be seen.
"His father, where are Dabao and Xuanxuan?"
Zhang Jing looked at Zhao Yi and asked.
"I'm going to paste matchboxes for someone else."
Zhao Yi pointed to the street corner and said.
Recently, the two little guys have been playing well with two sisters on the street. They often go to the park together to jump rope and play sandbags. Today, for some reason, the four of them made an appointment to make fire-painted boxes, and Zhao Yi didn't care about them.
These little guys play a lot all day long.
Hearing this, Zhang Jing walked towards the corner of the street and came to an open door. As expected, she saw a group of little kids helping to make fire boxes in the yard.
Seeing their mother, the two little guys smiled, then ran out and hugged Zhang Jing's thighs.
"You bastards, how can you earn this kind of money? I always tell you that you have enough food and clothing at home, and your dad and I will give you pocket money. These things are for those who have financial difficulties. If you do this, they will have less work to do."
Zhang Jing said with a straight face.
"Mom, we are here to help Grandpa Xu. We don't want any money. He is old now and is slow at making matchboxes. People don't want him to do it anymore, so we are here to help. We will come and help for two hours every day after school when we finish our homework. We don't want any money from Grandpa Xu."
Zhao Xuanxuan looked at Zhang Jing and explained.
Hearing this, Zhang Jing nodded slightly.
"Then go back and do it, don't run around."
After Zhang Jing finished speaking, she walked towards the family she had helped before.
I chatted with the female comrades in the hospital for a while and got a general understanding of the old man's situation.
The old man’s surname is Xu. He is a janitor at a small factory across the street. He earns 26 yuan a month. He seems to be at odds with his son and they don’t live together. His wife takes medicine all year round and their family lives an average life.
Most of the money was spent on his wife's illness. When the neighbors heard that the match factory didn't need him to take any work anymore, they all went to the match factory to plead for mercy. Only then were the children in the family allowed to help out after school every day. Strength lies in numbers, and one hour of work can equal the old man's several days' work.
Now the price of 10,000 fire-painted boxes has only increased by one yuan, which means one cent for ten fire-painted boxes.
Moreover, the little ones are more playful. When they go there, they can talk to the elderly and listen to their stories.
Moreover, there are many friends playing together in a fixed place, so adults can feel at ease.
It can also help the elderly keep themselves company without having to go to the restaurant every day to listen to the radio.
Zhang Jing nodded after hearing what the woman was talking about. She was no longer worried about the two little ones running around. These two little ones really loved listening to stories.
night.
After cleaning the restaurant, Chen Jiao and her sister came to the door with chairs and watched TV with the customers. Not long after, Zhao Peng came over with a group of kids and an old man.
"Comrade Chen, give me two ounces of wine."
The old man looked at Chen Fen somewhat embarrassedly.
"Okay."
Chen Fen took the money and bought two taels of wine for the old man.
A group of little kids sat down around the old man, quietly watching the TV not far away.
With the attraction of the TV, not only did the number of customers drinking increase, but there were also a lot of little people in the awning, making it look particularly lively.
Many parents also pretended to come and look for their children, standing behind their children and staring at the TV, reluctant to go home.
It was past nine o'clock when the picture on TV disappeared, and everyone left reluctantly.
Zhao Yi took the TV home.
The two little guys held Zhang Jing's hands and chattered to her about the stories they had heard today.
"If you don't dare to go to the toilet at night, I'll take care of you. I'm scared but I like to hear it."
Zhao Yi rolled his eyes at the two of them and said.
Every time Zhao Dahai came with Li Daju, the two of them would listen to stories. After listening, they were afraid to go to the toilet and always did it in the urinal in the yard. Even in their own yard, Zhao Yi had to turn on the light and stand next to them so that they would not be afraid.
"That's not how that child came here. Weren't you afraid when you were a child, head of the family?"
Zhang Jing asked curiously.
"It would be strange if I wasn't scared. I walked close to the wall and asked my mother to light a torch for me to go to the toilet."
Zhao Yi smiled.
"Same, I was on my way home after listening to the story, and my dad came to pick me up. I bumped into his arms in the middle of the night and I was so scared that I cried."
Zhang Jing also found it funny when she recalled the funny things that happened in her childhood.
The two little ones came home, washed up, and hurried into the house, covered themselves with quilts, and when they covered their heads, they no longer felt scared and fell asleep soon.
At this time, Zhang Jing took a towel and gently wiped the precious TV.
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