Hello, 1983

In the courtyard of Liu Shikui's house, Liu Qingshan, Er Biaozi and the others were installing the antenna mast.

There is a pine pole with a length of more than ten meters across the courtyard, and one end is placed on the bench, which is convenient for tying the antenna.

Surrounded by a group of small beanbags, there are twenty or thirty, all of them chatting and watching the excitement.

When picking up the TV, Liu Qingshan had already prepared, and bought an outdoor receiving antenna and a feeder line of tens of meters, as long as they were connected together.

In this era, due to signal reasons, no matter in the city or in the countryside, everyone who has a TV must erect an antenna pole outside the house, and above it are TV antennas of various shapes.

Even Liu Qingshan has seen them nail the aluminum curtains at home.

After the feeder was connected, Datou and Erbiaozi carried the antenna mast and erected it at the top of Fangshan Mountain.

The middle is tied to the purlin, and the bottom is fixed again, and it is stable.

"Oh, watch TV, watch TV!"

The little kids screamed, and they all ran into the house. In the blink of an eye, the kang was full, and the tabby cats of Liu Shikui's family were so frightened that they jumped to the top of the quilt.

Sifenger and Wufenger held hands and sat in the middle of the kang, facing the screen. Their little faces were also full of excitement.

Yang Hongying, who was in charge of tuning the station on the ground, also asked, "Have you all finished your homework? Remember later, you are not allowed to watch TV until you finish your homework!"

The children stared at the TV screen with good eyes, and answered neatly: "It's done!"

When the TV was turned on, it was finally no longer snowing, but it started to emit water, all of which were ripples of water.

"Sanfeng'er, turn the antenna pole again!"

Liu Jinfeng, who was in charge of the liaison, shouted outside.

Outside Liu Qingshan and the others were holding the pine pole and slowly began to rotate, choosing the best receiving angle.

"Come on!"

The children on the kang shouted in unison, and a brisk music sounded from the TV.

Really loud.

Liu Shikui also opened his eyes and smiled. After playing with this thing for several days, it didn't make a sound. He felt like a cat scratching in his heart.

I heard people say that the TV is very good, you can watch the news while sitting on the head of the kang at home.

"Sanfeng'er, there is a sound, turn around again!"

Liu Jinfeng leaned on the door and shouted outside again.

Liu Qingshan and the others did not dare to neglect, they lifted the pine pole and continued to rotate slowly.

Suddenly, I heard a cheer from the house, good guy, the roof almost lifted.

Is this clear?

Liu Qingshan also quickly let go and ran to the window to check inside the house.

"I can finally see the figure. It doesn't seem to be a human being. Why is it a weird-looking rat?"

Er Biaozi also came over, muttering inexplicably.

"Hahaha!"

The little boy in the house was laughing in his mouth.

Looking at the familiar mole on the TV screen, Liu Qingshan's mind was full of memories.

That's right, the classic cartoon "The Mole's Tale".

"Big head, come here quickly, it's fun!"

Er Biaozi looked at it with relish, and did not forget to say hello.

"The toe of my shoe is being held down by a wooden pole!"

From Fangshan, there was a big-headed Hanhan's voice.

Liu Qingshan and Er Biaozi hurriedly ran over. Just now, the two of them let go of their hands together, and the pole fell to the ground, just hitting the big head's foot.

"Look, did you smash your toes?"

Liu Qingshan raised the wooden pole again and asked with concern.

"It's okay, my shoes are just one size larger, and there is an empty space in the front."

The big head finally took out his shoes, and then heard the bombing of the house:

"Oh, why is it gone again!"

"I want to see the rat!"

"Wow……"

There are two younger ones,

Howling directly, the guy was so sad when he cried.

In addition to yelling, the kids on the kang jumped up and down in a hurry, stomping their feet hard.

"Don't jump around, it will collapse the face of the kang."

As soon as Liu Shikui finished speaking, he heard a thud, a little boy slumped and bumped into someone else, and the kang mat under his feet clearly collapsed.

There was still fire in the stove, and it soon began to smoke. The children choked and coughed, but no one was willing to move the pit, because Liu Qingshan and the others turned the antenna pole outside, and the screen reappeared on the TV. .

"Hehe, hehe, hahaha..."

There were still tears on Er Zizi's face, and he smirked with the pictures on the TV.

The other children were similar, and they were reluctant to blink their eyes, so Yang Hongying frowned: Eyes, do you still want it?

With a click, Liu Qingshan pressed the shutter and took a picture of the group of little dolls who all got into the TV.

Then he whispered to Yang Hongying: "Sister, tomorrow you have to write a note about watching TV. These little guys are allowed to watch for half an hour a day."

"Hurry up and fix the kang."

Yang Hongying gave him a shove. The big head and Er Biaozi over there had already started to dry out. It was the easiest thing to replace with a new piece of adobe and rub it with some mud.

When the cartoon was over, the children let out a long breath, as if they were holding their breath just now.

"I still want to see Big Mouse."

The four tigers said a word, which represented the voice of all the children.

"The teacher said it was a mole, not a rat."

The little fourth corrected the wrong statement of the four tigers, then jumped to the ground and hugged Liu Qingshan's arm: "Brother, can you play the mole again?"

Although Liu Qingshan really wanted to meet her request, he really couldn't do it. He could only explain it, and then he started to expel people: "The time is up, I'll see you tomorrow, let's go, let's go home!"

Of course, no one was willing to move.

Er Biaozi picked up the feather duster to scare them, but it didn't work at all.

I still can't cure you!

Liu Qingshan clicked and turned off the TV.

This time the boys were dumbfounded, and all stared at him angrily, and some even clenched their small fists.

Looking at these Xiaodoubao, some tears were rolling in his eyes, and Liu Qingshan felt a little soft in his heart.

He knows how attractive the TV is to a child who has never watched TV.

But he also knows that the child's poor self-control, addicted to TV, and staying in front of the screen all day will do more harm than good.

But in the face of a group of angry Xiaodoubao, he obviously couldn't speak well, so he could only drag Yang Hongying over.

At the critical moment, you have to look at the teacher. Yang Hongying's words really worked. The children all slapped their faces and walked out.

"Teacher, Caifeng and Shan Xing haven't left yet."

Er Xiaozi walked to the door and saw that the fourth and fifth were still sitting on the edge of the kang, and immediately began to complain.

"Hey, this is my grandfather's house!"

The fourth child raised his chin at him, and was then carried to the ground by Liu Qingshan: "You can't violate the rules. From six to seven o'clock in the evening, it's time for your children to watch TV."

Xiao Lao Si wanted to cry aggrievedly, and then was pulled out of the house by Shan Xing. Liu Qing Shan heard a few of them giggling and said that he was going to play Gala.

That's right, TV isn't everything in life.

Liu Qingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned on the TV again. It was already seven o'clock. On the TV, Teacher Zhao, who was still very young, was broadcasting the news seriously.

After being used to watching the animal world he hosted later, and listening to his news broadcast, Liu Qingshan always felt a little awkward.

"Okay, this is really better than the radio, and you can still see people."

The audience was replaced by grandparents, Liu Shikui looked at Teacher Zhao on the TV, and his mouth was full of joy.

"It's finally clean."

Just as Liu Jinfeng was going to rest on the kang for a while, he saw a few old men happily entered the room and said quickly, "Grandpa Zhishu, Grandpa Kidnapper, hurry up and go to the kang."

"Okay, Shikui, it's still your Qingshan filial piety. I'll bring back all the small movies for you, and sit on the head of the kang to know the world's affairs."

The old party secretary was also polite, took off his shoes and got on the kang, watching the news with gusto.

Grandma also took the freshly fried melon seeds with half a dustpan, and Liu Jinfeng also poured tea.

Even the kidnapper's grandfather nodded straightly: "Watch TV, eat some melon seeds, and drink some tea. It's really good to have a small life!"

One after another, people kept coming.

Needless to say, of course, after the little boys went back, the whole village naturally knew when the small speakers broadcast.

After that, there was no room to sit in the room at all, the floor was full, and the people on the kang had no choice but to stand up to see the screen.

"Everyone who is standing on the ground will go home and get a small bench."

Loud shouts came from the outhouse, and when everyone heard it, it made sense, and they all started running home.

Only then did Da Zhangluo drag Marshal Zhang into the room. He held a small bench in his hand and sat on the ground happily: "I didn't squeeze in just now, fortunately, I used a tug of war."

"I don't have a bench yet."

Zhang Dashuai muttered a little dissatisfiedly.

"As far as you are concerned, you can buy a child's ticket on the bus, and you can stand up without blocking the light."

The rest of the room was hilarious.

When Liu Qingshan saw that the eldest sister had no place to stand, no place to sit, she simply motioned to her, went out of the house together, and returned to her own home.

It is estimated that these TV watchers will not end the show until the word "goodbye" appears on the screen.

Yang Hongying also followed from behind, covering her mouth and coughing. She couldn't take it anymore.

When I got home, I saw my mother was sitting on the kang and taking the soles of her shoes, and the fourth and fifth were there.

"Mom, why didn't you watch TV?"

Liu Jinfeng still asked.

Lin Zhi looked up and smiled: "Didn't you all come back too?"

Or the mother had foresight, Liu Qingshan smacked his lips, and then went to the table to read.

The exam is in mid-January, and there is still about half a month left. These days, I have tossed back and forth, and I haven't read much.

When she went to bed at night, Yang Hongying slept here with Liu Jinfeng, and the eldest brother-in-law hadn't come back anyway.

As for the grandfather's house, it is estimated that it will be late.

When Liu Qingshan was sleeping on the kang with the lights turned off, he heard the two sisters whispering on the other side of the curtain:

Yang Hongying's voice: "It's really hard for a woman to be pregnant."

Liu Jinfeng's voice: "But this feeling is also very happy."

"What kind of happiness?"

"You won't know if you experience it yourself."

"Bastard."

"Gluck cluck..."

Liu Qingshan felt very melancholy in his heart: Two eldest sisters, are you still telling people to sleep?