Wang Fugui took the money, counted it, and put it into his inner pocket.
Smiling, he said to Ye Zhiqiu, "Well, I actually have a radio! It's just that it's inconvenient to use, so I put it somewhere else. Anyway, we didn't say we had to get a new one.
As for your money, I will keep it for you and return it to you when you get married! That’s it, I will go and bring the radio back now.”
"Ah? No... Grandpa, how could you cheat..."
Looking at Wang Fugui walking away nimbly, Ye Zhiqiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Really, I already have a radio, but I still want to rip myself off! Although I don't need this little money, is it really necessary?
Ye Zhiqiu found that he had underestimated Wang Fugui. He used to think that his legs were not very agile, but the speed at which he walked, how did he look like an old man?
Normally this disguise is too good, isn't it?
It’s also a blessing that my cheap mother was born on the same day as her daughter, otherwise I would have been thoroughly investigated by this cheap grandfather, right?
But speaking of it, it doesn't seem to be getting any better now! He has even found out about my aunt's affairs! Besides the secret of the space, what else is there about me that he doesn't know?
Ye Zhiqiu lit a cigarette and started smoking, shaking his head. Wang Fugui gave people the feeling of a naughty old man.
But this is not a bad thing. You are old enough, so just make some noise!
After finishing a cigarette, Ye Zhiqiu ran to the kitchen, shoveled coal into the boiler, then took some dried vegetables and scattered them in warm water.
At night, you can use lard to stir-fry dried vegetables, and eat multi-grain steamed buns, which are better than cabbage and radishes.
After finishing all these, he returned to his room, set the alarm for eleven o'clock, and fell asleep.
When the alarm clock woke him up, Wang Fugui had not returned yet, so Ye Zhiqiu went to cook.
I'd better prepare to steam multi-grain buns, because the noodles will be eaten eventually, otherwise it would be a waste, which is not something I can do.
When he finished making lunch, Wang Fugui came back carrying a radio!
Wow, it's a Red Star 502 radio! It's the first domestically produced tube radio in China, and a favorite of many!
Ye Zhiqiu took the thing and said to Wang Fugui with a smile, "Grandpa, this thing probably cost more than a hundred when you bought it, right?"
Wang Fugui said proudly, "I don't want any money. It's a gift from my former boss who was worried that I would be bored."
"Well, this thing doesn't cost money, so why do you still want my money, Grandpa?"
"Go away, just because someone gives it to me doesn't mean I can get it for free! Besides, didn't I tell you to save the money?
Do you really think grandpa cares about your little money? I'm afraid you spend it recklessly all day long. You spent so much money on the dishes yesterday. You don't know how to be frugal at all..."
Listening to Wang Fugui's chatter, Ye Zhiqiu didn't get annoyed. He put the radio on the cabinet and ran to the kitchen to bring back lunch.
When he came back with the dishes and steamed buns, Wang Fugui had already prepared the place and storytelling was playing on the radio.
After putting the food away, Ye Zhiqiu closed the door and ran to look at the radio.
This radio is very simple, with a power switch on the top and three rotary switches on the front: one for volume control, one for station selection, and one for band selection.
There are just a few buttons with words printed on them. Anyone who can read will be able to tinker with this thing at a glance.
The two of them ate lunch and listened to the storytelling on the radio. The radio was currently playing Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but the storytelling ended before they finished their meal.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at his watch. It was twelve thirty. It seemed that the program time was strictly controlled.
The next program is "Air Laughter Forest", which contains crosstalk and drama clips.
Ye Zhiqiu listened indifferently, but Wang Fugui was so engrossed that he often stopped eating, as if he would miss what was being said.
A day passed like this, and Ye Zhiqiu went to make dinner, which was actually just to divide the fermented multi-grain flour into small pieces and steam them.
After the steamed buns are done, heat up the fried vegetables and you can start eating.
Just as they put the steamed buns on the stove, Ye Wubing and his friend came back. They first ran into the kitchen to greet Ye Zhiqiu, and when they heard that their grandfather had bought a radio, they ran to the living room.
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and shook his head. He had experienced this as a child. Back then, when he got home from school, the first thing he did was turn on the TV because there was a cartoon on!
After the steamed buns were ready, Ye Tianya and his friend came back from get off work! Ye Zhiqiu asked them to help carry the food back to the living room, and then they put down the food and ran to watch the radio.
"Oh my goodness, Godfather, why did you suddenly think of buying this thing?"
"I didn't buy it, my eldest grandson did..."
"Godfather, you're kidding! How could the boss have a ticket for the radio?"
"So I have this thing?"
Wang Xiaolan nodded seriously and said, "Godfather, you must have it! Otherwise, how could you have brought back so much meat in the past two years? Godfather, you are definitely not an ordinary retired old man. I am very sure of this..."
Wang Fugui was dumbfounded. He always thought he was good at disguising himself, but this silly goddaughter actually saw through him?
Ye Tianya also said very confidently: "Look at you, Godfather. Which teacher is so powerful that can bring back so many ingredients! So you are definitely not a teacher, otherwise it doesn't make sense."
Wang Fugui's face was full of disappointment. Was it because his acting skills were not good that he was not allowed to do underground work and could only be a training teacher?
Ye Bailu suddenly said at this time: "Grandpa, when I was writing an essay last time, I almost wrote about my grandpa. But then I thought about it and felt that there was no evidence, so I didn't write the essay..."
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. He had seen my father, the district chief, in jokes before! Could it be that Ye Bailu wanted to fabricate another story about my grandfather, a cadre?
Fortunately, Ye Bailu quickly continued, "The teacher said to write about the person who loves me the most. I originally wanted to write about my grandfather. But then the teacher said to write about relatives I haven't seen in a long time, so I wrote about my eldest brother."
Wang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Ye Bailu would write something nonsense. Fortunately, she wrote about her eldest grandson.
Ye Zhiqiu said with a puzzled look, "Little sister, what did you write about Big Brother? You didn't say anything bad about him, did you?"
"How could that be? I wrote that my eldest brother had joined the army. He wanted to defend the country and protect our family, so he left me behind to join the army!
I also wrote that I missed my big brother so much, especially the various meats he brought back. They all smelled so good. Without my big brother, we wouldn't know what meat tasted like..."
As everyone listened to Ye Bailu's story, they all remembered their days in Kaoshantun and smiles appeared on their faces.
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