297 What's that look in your eyes? It's like you're looking at my stepmother

Mumu's home.

Aunt Zhong's ears are almost rubbed by Mumu.

"No, no, it's just a hundred bucks. What can't you do with it? Why buy a radio? We all work during the day, and you have to go to class soon. 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 will be in 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 disagreed: "Ask how many people in your class have radios at home? Aren't they all the same? If they can learn, why can't you?"

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

That’s right, Mu Mu, the eternal second-best, has never tested higher than Fu Yuanhang since Fu Yuanhang came.

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

Mumu was furious: "Ms. Zhong, I'm mad, I don't want to talk to you anymore! If you don't buy it, I'll go find my dad and my brother, you can't be so tyrannical!"

He only knows how to find Zhong Nutu to steal the door, he will definitely not buy it!

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

As soon as I entered the house, I could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the house was not right.

It's impossible for Mumu to be so quiet at home? Even Dahei was lying quietly in the corner, not daring 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 food looks good." said Mr. Mo.

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

Mr. Mo casually said, "Mumu wants to buy a radio? You know what, I just passed by Zhengtu's house, and the story they were playing was quite interesting. I even stopped and listened for two minutes. It seemed to be about Journey to the West.

After a day at work, it is really relaxing to have a radio playing stories while eating."

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

Mr. Mo said: "That's natural. He is a professional broadcaster. His speech is rhythmic and the stories he tells are naturally interesting."

It’s not that Aunt Zhong hadn’t heard of the radio, nor that she couldn’t afford the money, but she had always been thrifty, and it still hurt to buy a big item all at once.

Mr. Mo added, "Come to think of it, we haven't bought anything big since we got married. 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: "A TV? How much does that cost?"

Engineer Mo said, "Isn't there a machine in the Zhengyuan Tujia? It seems to be a few hundred yuan, but the tickets are hard to get."

"How many hundreds?!" Aunt Zhong thought she had heard wrongly.

Engineer Mo nodded and said, "A few hundred, and there are some receiver accessories and so on, maybe a few dozen too."

"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 buying one when Gigi gets married, right?"

Mo Jiazhe happened to hear this: "Mom, it's okay, just 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. Just don't buy the radio when the time comes."

Aunt Zhong rolled her eyes at him and said, "How can the new one be the same as the old one? Will the girl agree to that?"

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

Actually, Aunt Zhong had already relented. Compared to buying a radio, she was more worried that Lao 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? You're looking at me like my stepmother. Who am I saving 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..."

Despite saying so, Aunt Zhong was still very gentle and there was a smile in her eyes.

Mumu hugged her tightly: "You are so good, 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 his head: "You must have heard it wrong. Whoever dares to speak to my Director Zhong like that, I will beat him up!"

Mr. Mo came out with the last bowl of rice, looked at the happy family, smiled meaningfully, and kept his achievements and fame to himself.

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