"Children, come in quickly and see what this is." Old Mrs. Qin looked at the children who came back and waved with a smile.
So the children ran into the hall curiously, and as soon as they entered, they saw a TV with a human image on it, and they immediately exclaimed.
"Grandma, is this a TV?" Qin Man widened his eyes and walked excitedly to the TV. He had seen this thing in textbooks, but the appearance was a little different.
The recently released TV series "Roller Coaster" was being played inside. In the picture, a group of male actors were fighting, and the scene looked very chaotic.
The little ones who had never watched TV before were so scared when they saw this scene that they immediately covered their eyes with their hands, shouting, "Mom, they are fighting, stop them." The one who spoke was Qin Mang, who was hiding behind Jiang Yuxin with her little hands covering her eyes.
Others were afraid that someone might want to see it, so they watched with one eye closed and the other open.
Only when the fighting scene disappeared did he open his eyes completely.
"Grandma, where did this TV come from?" Qin Qiu's classmate had a TV at home. She had been there to see it, so she recognized it as a TV.
However, the TV at home is much bigger than the ones in her classmate's homes, and it also has color.
She remembered the TV in her classmate's house, which was only in black and white, but it was still the best looking TV.
"This was bought by your third aunt. Why don't you thank your third aunt quickly?" Zhang Xiumei said to her daughter with a smile.
When the others heard that it was Aunt San who brought it, they immediately thanked her, then turned around and looked at the TV impatiently, their expressions extremely excited.
When they thought about having a TV at home, they wanted to tell everyone.
"Mom, you're finally back. We missed you and brother Han'er so much!" Qin Xue hugged Jiang Yuxin's arm and acted coquettishly, but her eyes were reluctant to leave the TV for a moment.
Jiang Yuxin gently touched her daughter's long hair: "Mom and brother couldn't bear to leave you, so they came back."
"Mom, your clothes are so beautiful, just like the fairies in the books!" Qin Mang also walked to her mother's side, and the two sisters each hugged one of their mother's hands.
Qin Xia's mind was on the TV at the moment: "The people on TV are so cool. When I grow up, I want to be like them!"
"Xia'er, they are acting. Do you want to be a star in the future?" Jiang Yuxin asked with a smile.
Qin Xia immediately said, "I think acting is fun. I want to be a martial arts star in the future and let everyone admire me!"
Qin Han listened to Qin Xia's words. With him in mind, becoming a martial arts star was just a matter of words.
But in his world, actors are despised, and only those who are hungry would choose this way to make a living.
Why does it feel like people in this world seem to admire these actors? I really don't understand.
At this time, the guard came down from the roof. He walked to the hall and looked at Jiang Yuxin and said, "Miss, if the signal is unstable in the future, you can try to move the antenna, but don't climb up to the roof when it's thundering and raining. It's very dangerous."
Jiang Yuxin nodded: "I see, thank you for your hard work, wait a minute, I'll get you a glass of water!"
"No, I..." The guard was about to refuse, but Jiang Yuxin went to pour tea.
"Hey, why is the TV off?" Qin Man was watching it intently, but then the TV went off and a commercial was playing instead. It was boring to watch.
The guard walked over with a smile and pointed to a few buttons next to the TV and said, "These are used to change channels. If you have finished watching TV and you don't want to watch commercials, you can change to another channel."
As he said this, he pressed one of the buttons and immediately switched to another channel, which was playing a war movie.
Seeing the scene of the battle with the Japanese, Old Lady Qin slapped her thigh in anger and anxiety: "Hey, these bastards, how can they be so mean? Beat them all to death!"
Old man Qin was also angry about the scenes inside and his expression became gloomy. The children had never experienced war, but when they saw the cruel scenes inside, their faces turned pale.
The guard saw that something was wrong and said quickly, "Auntie, this is all acting. The Japanese soldiers in the film are played by our own people. Don't get too excited."
It would have been fine if he didn't explain. Once he did, Old Lady Qin became even more furious: "Why did you have to play the Japanese devils? If their parents knew about this, they would be so pissed off!"
Looking at the distressed old lady, the guard patiently explained: "This is a job, to record the cruelty of war to warn future generations."
"Grandma, are the Japanese devils so bad?" Qin Qing looked at his angry grandma in confusion.
She is still young, and no one from the Qin family has ever mentioned this to her.
"It's not just bad, it's extremely bad, rotten to the core.
Qing'er, when you grow up, no matter which country you go to, you can't go to the Japanese pirate country, do you understand?" Old Lady Qin tried to calm down.
Qin Qing nodded, not quite understanding. She listened to everything her grandma said.
The word "war" was not unfamiliar to Qin Han. In their world, no matter whether they were mortals or cultivators, the winner was always the king and the loser was the enemy.
But as long as there is no hatred for the murder of one's mother or the humiliation of one's wife, one will never kill the enemy.
The last time he heard his mother talk about the brutal killings of the Japanese devils, even he, who had killed people without blinking an eye, felt that it was too cruel.
Sure enough, talent is the biggest devil.
"Comrade, have some water!" Jiang Yuxin came over with a cup of warm water.
The guard quickly caught it: "Thank you, Miss!"
After drinking the water, the guard immediately felt refreshed and more energetic.
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