Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 341 Rare

As soon as Ye Yaodong entered the room, he saw the eye-catching radio on the table. It was box-shaped, and all the lines were straight lines. branded.

There are small holes on the front and two round buttons on the side.

Now there are many brands of radios. There are not many bicycles and watches in the village, but there are quite a few radios and sewing machines.

Sewing machines are the most useful in their countryside. At this time, finished clothes are very expensive, and there are many people in the family, so many clothes are unaffordable. Winter padded jackets are even more expensive, so they can only be made by themselves. .

The radio is the primary source for people to understand the information of the outside world, and it is also an important entertainment tool.

"What did you do? Did I teach you?"

Ye Chenghe hurriedly said: "Third Uncle, you don't know how to press it."

Both Ye Chenghai and Ye Chengjiang went out to sea and haven't come back yet, and the remaining six children also agreed to let him not touch them randomly.They have been repeatedly educated several times today, if they break their hands, they will be interrupted!

Mother Ye also called out to him nervously, "Don't press indiscriminately."

Then he hurriedly put down the bucket and went up to slap his hand off, "Don't touch it, don't break it, I'll do it. Yesterday Lin Ji came over and said that this can be plugged in, and it can also use batteries. What kind of long-wave and short-wave things are shared? I don’t understand, anyway, the sound is louder and clearer than single battery, suitable for the elderly with hard of hearing.”

The whole family gathered around, watching Mother Ye press a button, and carefully turn the round button, suddenly, there was the sound of singing and storytelling inside.

"Stop, stop, just this, just this, Legend of Yue Fei!"

As soon as Father Ye heard the familiar biography of Yue Fei, his eyes lit up immediately, and he shouted excitedly to stop.

He had gone to Lin Jingye's house to listen to it a few times before, but he was reluctant to leave every time because he was fascinated by it.

Ye Chenghe also said excitedly: "I also like to listen to Yue Fei's biography. It started playing at 12:[-] noon. It's a pity that grandma switched to listening to the opera after listening to it for a while. I didn't expect it to be played now."

After listening to a few words, Ye Yaodong knew that it was performed by Liu Lanfang, and he liked to listen to it before.Liu Lanfang's storytelling is a symbol of an era and a beautiful youthful memory of a generation. The longer it goes, the less it will be forgotten, and the longer it will become clearer.

She sang Dagushu in her early years, and her voice has been well trained, with sonorous ups and downs and beautiful rhyme.

The storytelling is high-pitched and loud, using voice as modeling, three-dimensional scenes, distinctive features, and it is widely known at this time.

Mother Ye rolled her eyes at Father Ye when she heard the excited voices of her grandfather and grandson, "I just said you want to hear it too, but you still don't admit it, what are you excited about, it's not for you to listen to."

The old lady happily said: "Listen to it all, listen to it all, if you like it, listen to this first..."

But as soon as the old lady’s voice fell, it disappeared. It’s time, and the voice broadcast inside asked them to look forward to tomorrow from 12:6 noon to [-]:[-] pm.

"Ah, it's 6 o'clock, and Yue Fei's biography will only play until 6 o'clock." Ye Chenghe beat his chest exaggeratedly.

"Haven't heard enough after listening to it all day?"

The eldest niece Ye Xiuxiu couldn't help complaining: "Don't talk about it, third uncle, grandma will turn off after listening for a while, and then turn it on again after a while, saying that she is afraid that if she listens for a long time, the box will burn out. Wait a while Listening to the opera and listening to the book for a while, listening to a paragraph after another, I feel uncomfortable like scratching my ears and scratching my head, and my heart is like a cat's paw."

The corners of Ye Yaodong's mouth twitched, "Mom, you need two radios to be enough. You don't have to worry about burning them if you use them in turn. Or one for you to listen to books and one for you to listen to operas."

Mother Ye didn't care about his teasing, Yue Fei's biography was gone, so she could listen to other things.

She continued to spin the round button again.

"Shajiabang! Shajiabang!"

This is modern revolutionary Peking Opera.

"Why is it so lively?"

At this time, Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua both came back, and Ye Chenghai and Ye Chengjiang rushed in like cannonballs.

"The play box!!?"

The two spoke in unison in surprise, and then became extremely excited in an instant.

"Where did it come from?"

"Who bought it? Wow, we have a radio at home too?"

"My father bought this!" Ye Chenghu said proudly with his head held high.

Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua were also pleasantly surprised, and asked one after another: "When did Dongzi buy it? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Yeah, when did you buy it and how much was it? You guys are really rich." Second Aunt Ye was so envious.

Sister Ye was also very envious, "You have everything here."

Ye Yaohua also said with a silly smile: "Dongzi's life is getting more and more prosperous, and he added more people to the family this year."

"You can also afford it, and there are dozens of yuan cheaper, it depends on your willingness to part with it."

A group of children all looked at their parents, and the second sister-in-law Ye immediately stared at her son and two daughters, "Would you like to fart? One at home is enough."

Ye Chengjiang curled his lips, "Third Uncle bought it, not ours."

"Isn't that also the same? You still want to be alone, and you start dreaming before you close your eyes?"

He pursed his mouth and didn't dare to say anything, otherwise his mother would scold her endlessly. After a day's work, no one can get better when they are tired.

"Hey, stop arguing, you eat your food, we listen to our play."

A group of people gathered around the table, those who listened to the opera and those who ate, all with their eyes on the radio.

Now Shajiabang is singing that the sick and wounded at Grandma Sha’s home are going back to the army when they recover. Grandma Sha thinks that she doesn’t take good care of the wounded, so she asks the instructor Guo Jianguang to give her advice.

The line just sang: "Grandma Sha, let me give you some advice!"

How could the children understand it? They just imitated and sang in a strange voice while listening.

Ye Chenghai also gulped down the food in his mouth, pinched his throat and imitated: "Grandma Sha, let me pick your teeth!"

"???"

"Pfft~"

Suddenly burst into laughter.

Ye Chengjiang's rice also sprayed out, and the dishes on the table were evenly distributed with his rice grains...

"Damn it, Ye Chengjiang, did you do it on purpose?" Ye Yaodong looked at the food in disgust, holding chopsticks in his hand, feeling helpless.

Although Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua hated each other, after a few words of scolding, they took the rice away and started eating again.

Ye Chengjiang pinched his throat and coughed dryly twice, "I didn't do it on purpose, it was Ah Hai who harmed me!"

"Did I tell you to spray it? Uncle, he must want to eat all the dishes by himself. He also ate wild peaches before. He licked all the peaches given to him with his tongue before putting them in the bowl to eat later. I'm afraid It's disgusting that we ate his food secretly."

"you're disgusting."

Ye Chengjiang looked at him innocently, "You can't blame me, uncle, they didn't have enough to eat one by one, I licked them all, and after playing, they lost one!"

Ye Yaodong: "..."

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