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What impressed him the most was that his grandfather sat in front of the TV and listened to the news broadcast with his head tilted.

Thinking about it, his eyes couldn't help getting a little moist, and he looked back at his grandfather sitting on the edge of the kang, just in time to see his loving eyes looking at him, and he was still joking:

"Sanfeng'er, the TV you bought is not as good as the radio. You can't see anyone, you can't hear the sound, and it's snowing all day long inside. If it's summer, will it rain?"

Liu Qingshan wiped his eyes quietly: "Master, I'll put up the antenna mast right now, I'm sure you'll see it for real in a while!"

Chapter 112 "The Story of the Mole"

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

There is a pine pole more than ten meters long across the yard, and one end is put on the bench, which is convenient for binding the antenna.

Surrounded by a group of small bean buns, there are twenty or thirty of them, all chattering and watching.

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

In this era, because of the signal, no matter whether it is in the city or in the countryside, any household with a TV must erect an antenna pole outside the house, and there are various shapes of TV antennas on it.

Liu Qingshan even saw that the aluminum curtains at home were nailed up.

After the feeder was connected, Datou and Erbiao carried the antenna mast and erected it at the east end of Fangshan.

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

"Oh, watch TV, watch TV!"

The little babies screamed and ran into the house. In the blink of an eye, the kang was full, scaring Liu Shikui's big tabby cat and jumping on the quilt.

Si Feng'er and Wu Feng'er were holding hands, sitting in the middle of the kang, facing the screen, their small faces were also full of excitement.

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

The children stared at the TV screen, and answered neatly: "It's finished!"

When the TV was turned on, it was finally no longer snowflakes, but water started to appear, with water ripples all over the place.

"Sanfeng'er, turn around the antenna mast again!"

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

Liu Qingshan and the others outside hugged the pine pole and slowly began to rotate to choose the best receiving angle.

"Come on!"

The children on the kang yelled in unison, and there was brisk music on the TV.

It's really loud.

Liu Shikui also beamed and smiled. He played with this thing for several days without making a sound, and he felt like a cat scratching his heart.

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

"Sanfeng'er, there's a sound, let's go around again!"

Liu Jinfeng leaned on the door and yelled outside again.

Liu Qingshan and the others didn't dare to neglect, they lifted the pine pole and continued to rotate slowly.

Suddenly, I heard a cheer coming from the room, good guy, the roof almost fell off.

Is this clear?

Liu Qingshan also quickly let go, ran to the window, and looked into the room.

"Finally, I can see a figure. It doesn't seem to be a person. Why is it a strange looking mouse?"

Er Biaozi also came over, muttering incomprehensibly.

"Hahaha!"

The little boy in the room laughed heartily.

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

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

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

Er Biaozi looked at it with great interest, and he didn't forget to say hello to Datou.

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

From Fangshan's side came a big-headed, simple-minded voice.

Liu Qingshan and Er Biaozi ran over quickly, just now they let go together, the pole fell to the ground, hitting Datou's foot just right.

"Look, did you smash your toe?"

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

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

The big head finally took out the shoes, and then heard the explosion in the room:

"Oh, why is it gone again!"

"I want to see the mouse!"

"Wow……"

There were two young ones who howled directly, and that guy cried so sadly.

In addition to yelling, the children on the kang were jumping up and down, stomping and stomping their feet vigorously.

"Don't jump around, it will ruin the face of Kang in a while."

As soon as Liu Shikui finished speaking, there was a thud, a little boy fell over and bumped into someone else, and the kang mat under his feet obviously collapsed into a piece.

There was still fire in the pit, and smoke started to smoke soon, and the children were choking and coughing, but no one was willing to move the pit, because Liu Qingshan and the others turned the antenna mast outside, and the TV screen reappeared .

"Hey, hey, hahaha..."

Er Mangzi still had tears on his face, and he let out a smirk following the pictures on the TV.

The other children were similar, they couldn't bear to blink their eyes, so Yang Hongying frowned: "Eyes, do you want more?"

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

Then he whispered to Yang Hongying: "Old sister, tomorrow you have to write something you need to know about watching TV. These little guys are allowed to watch for half an hour every day."

"Hurry up and fix the kang."

Yang Hongying gave him a push, and the big head and Er Biaozi over there had already started to work. It would be the easiest thing to replace with a new adobe and put some mud on it.

When the cartoon was over, the children let out a breath, as if they had held their breath just now.

"I still want to see the big mouse."

Si Huzi said a word, which represented the aspirations of all the children.

"The teacher said, it's a mole, not a mouse."

The little fourth corrected Si Huzi's wrong statement, 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, so he could only explain something, and then started to push people away: "It's time, see you tomorrow, let's go, let's go home!"

Of course no one was willing to move, and the little kids all put on a posture of not knowing death: they would not leave even if they were killed.

Er Biaozi used a feather duster to scare them, but it didn't work at all.

I can't cure you yet!

Liu Qingshan clicked and turned off the TV.

Now the kids were dumbfounded, they all stared at him angrily, and some clenched their fists.

Looking at these little bean buns, some tears were rolling in his eyes, Liu Qingshan didn't feel soft in his heart.

He knows how attractive the TV is to children who have never watched it.

But he also knows that the child has poor self-control, is addicted to the TV, and stays in front of the screen all day, which is more harmful.

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

At the critical moment, it depends on the teacher. Yang Hongying's words really worked. The children all smirked and walked out listlessly.

"Teacher, Caifeng and Shanxing haven't left yet."

Er Mangzi walked to the door and saw that only the fourth and fifth children were left sitting on the edge of the kang, and immediately began to complain.

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

The fourth child raised his chin at him, and was also carried to the ground by Liu Qingshan: "You can't violate the rules either. From now on, from [-] to [-] in the evening, it's time for your children to watch TV."

The fourth child felt wronged and wanted to cry, but was pulled out of the house by Shan Xing. Liu Qingshan heard them chattering, saying that they were going to play Galaha.

That's right, TV is not everything in life.

Finally, Liu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, and turned on the TV again. It was already seven o'clock, and on the TV, Mr. Zhao, who was still very young, was broadcasting the news in a serious manner.

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

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

The audience was replaced by grandparents, Liu Shikui looked at Mr. Zhao on TV, and he was so happy from ear to ear.

"It's finally clean."

Liu Jinfeng was about to rest on the kang for a while, and then he saw several old men enter the room cheerfully, and hurriedly said, "Grandpa branch secretary, grandpa kidnapper, hurry up and get on the kang."

"Okay, Shi Kui, it's still your Qingshan's filial piety, bringing back all the little movies for you, and knowing the world's affairs while sitting on the kang."

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

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

Even Grandpa Kidnapping nodded straightly: "Watch TV, eat some melon seeds, and drink some tea. It's really exciting to live a small life!"

One after another, people kept coming to visit.

Needless to say, of course, after the kids go back, the whole village will know when the small speakers broadcast.

Later, there was no room to sit in the room, the ground was full of people standing, and the people on the kang had no choice but to stand up to see the screen.

"Those who are standing on the ground, all go home to get a small bench."

Da Zhang Luo's yelling came from the outer room, and when everyone heard it, it made sense, and they all started running home.

Da Zhang Luo then dragged Marshal Zhang into the room, holding a small bench in his hand, and sat down on the ground happily: "I didn't squeeze in just now, but luckily I used a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

"I don't have a stool yet."

Dashuai Zhang muttered dissatisfiedly.

"On your side, you can buy children's tickets when you take the bus, so you can stand up without blocking the light."

The rest of the room burst into laughter.

Liu Qingshan saw that the elder sister had no place to stand or sit, so he simply motioned to her, and they went out of the house together, and went back to their own home.

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

Yang Hongying also followed from behind, covered her mouth and coughed, the house was full of smoke, she really couldn't bear it.

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

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

Liu Jinfeng was still asking.

Lin Zhi raised her head and smiled, "Didn't you all come back too?"

It was still mother who had the foresight, Liu Qingshan smacked his lips, and then went to read a book on the table.

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

When going to bed at night, Yang Hongying slept with Liu Jinfeng here, anyway, her eldest brother-in-law hadn't come back yet.

As for grandpa's house, it may take a long time to finish.

When Liu Qingshan went to bed with the lights off on the kang, he could still hear 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."