Chapter 340: Rare

As soon as Ye Yaodong entered the room, he saw the eye-catching radio on the table. It had a box-style design, with all lines being straight, appearing angular and conventional. The overall feeling was steady and concise, similar to what he had seen in other people's homes, but it was a Red Lantern brand.

The front had small holes, and the sides had two round buttons.

Nowadays, there were many brands of radios. Not many people in the village had bicycles and watches, but quite a few had radios and sewing machines.

Sewing machines were the most useful in their countryside. At this time, finished clothes were very expensive. With many people in the family, many clothes couldn't be afforded, and winter cotton-padded jackets were even more expensive, so they had to make them themselves.

And radios were the primary source for people to understand external information and news, and also an important entertainment tool.

"How do you operate it? Did they teach you?"

Ye Chenghe said hurriedly, "Third Uncle, don't press randomly if you don't know how."

Ye Chenghai and Ye Chengjiang had gone out to sea and hadn't returned yet. The remaining six children also echoed, telling him not to touch it randomly. They had been repeatedly educated several times today; if they broke it, their hands would be broken!

Ye Mu also nervously called out to stop him, "Don't press randomly."

Then she hurriedly put down the bucket, stepped forward, and slapped his hand away, "Don't touch it randomly, don't break it, I'll do it. Lin Ji came over yesterday and said this can be plugged in or use batteries, and it's divided into long wave, short wave, or something, I didn't understand. Anyway, he said the sound is louder and clearer than a single-battery one, suitable for old people with poor hearing."

The whole family gathered around. Watching Ye Mu press a button and carefully rotate the round button, suddenly, the sound of opera and storytelling came from inside.

"Stop, stop, stop, this one, this one, The Legend of Yue Fei!"

As soon as Ye Fu heard the familiar storytelling of The Legend of Yue Fei, his eyes lit up immediately, and he shouted to stop excitedly.

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

Ye Chenghe also said excitedly, "I also like listening to The Legend of Yue Fei. It starts playing at 12 noon. It's a pity that Grandmother listened for a while and then switched to listening to operas. Didn't expect it to be on now."

After listening to a few sentences, Ye Yaodong knew that this was narrated by Liu Lanfang. He also liked listening to it very much in the past. Liu Lanfang's storytelling was a symbol of an era and a beautiful youth memory of a generation. The longer it went, the less it would be forgotten, and the clearer it would become.

She had sung drum storytelling in her early years, and her voice had been well-trained, clanging and undulating, with a beauty of sound and rhyme.

When telling stories, it was high-pitched and loud, using sound to create shapes, with a three-dimensional scene and distinct characteristics, and was a household name at this time.

Listening to the excited voices of the grandfather and grandson, Ye Mu rolled her eyes at Ye Fu, "Just said you wanted to listen too, yet you wouldn't admit it. What are you excited about? It wasn't bought for you to listen to."

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

But as soon as the old lady's voice fell, it was gone. Time was up. The voice broadcast inside asked them to look forward to tomorrow from 12 noon to 6 pm.

"Ah ah ah~ It's 6 o'clock. The Legend of Yue Fei only plays until 6 o'clock." Ye Chenghe beat his chest and stamped his feet exaggeratedly.

"Listened for a whole day and still haven't had enough?"

Eldest niece Ye Xiuxiu couldn't help but complain, "Don't even mention it, Third Uncle. Grandmother listens for a while and then turns it off, then turns it on again after a while, saying she's afraid that if she listens for too long, it will burn out the opera box. And she listens to operas for a while and storytelling for a while, listening to one part and missing another. I was so uncomfortable I felt like scratching my ears and cheeks, and my heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat."

Ye Yaodong's mouth twitched, "Mother, you need two radios to be enough. If you take turns using them, you won't be afraid of burning them out, or one for you to listen to storytelling and one for you to listen to operas."

Ye Mu ignored his ridicule. Since The Legend of Yue Fei was gone, she could listen to something else.

She continued to rotate the round button.

"Shajiabang! Shajiabang!"

This was a modern revolutionary Peking opera.

"What's so lively?"

At this time, Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua and their wives all returned, and Ye Chenghai and Ye Chengjiang rushed in like cannonballs.

"Opera box!!?"

The two said in surprise in unison, and then instantly became very excited.

"Where did it come from?"

"Who bought it? Wow, our family has a radio now?"

"This was bought by my father!" Ye Chenghu said with his head held high and chest out, proudly.

Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua and their wives were also pleasantly surprised, asking one after another, "When did Dongzi buy it? Why didn't we hear about it?"

"Right, when did you buy it, how much did it cost? You guys are really rich." Ye Er Sister-in-law was envious to death.

Ye Eldest Sister-in-law was also envious, "You guys have everything complete now."

Ye Yaohua also chuckled honestly, "Dongzi's days are getting more and more prosperous. This year, you've even added population to the family."

"You guys can afford it too. There are cheaper ones for a few dozen yuan, it just depends on whether you can bear to spend it."

A group of children looked at their respective parents. Ye Er Sister-in-law immediately glared at her own son and two daughters, "Dreaming? One in the family is enough."

Ye Chengjiang curled his lips, "That was bought by Third Uncle, not our family's."

"Isn't it the same, being able to listen? You still want one for each person? You haven't even closed your eyes yet and you've started dreaming?"

He pouted, not daring to make a sound, otherwise his mother would nag endlessly. After working for a whole day, no one's temper was good when they were exhausted.

"Hey, stop arguing. You eat your meal, we listen to our opera."

A group of people gathered around the table, listening to the opera while eating, their eyes all hanging on the radio.

At this moment, Shajiabang was singing about the wounded soldiers who were recuperating at Grandma Sha's house. Their injuries were healed and they were going back to the army. Grandma Sha thought they were complaining that she hadn't taken good care of the wounded, so she asked the instructor Guo Jianguang to give her suggestions.

The lines just happened to sing: "Grandma Sha, let me give you some suggestions!"

Where could the children understand? They just listened while imitating the singing in a strange tone.

Ye Chenghai also swallowed the rice in his mouth, pinched his throat, and imitated, "Grandma Sha, let me pick your teeth for you!"

"???"

"Pfft~"

Suddenly, the whole room burst into laughter.

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

"Damn, Ye Chengjiang, did you do that on purpose?" Ye Yaodong looked at the food with disgust, holding chopsticks, feeling like he couldn't start.

Although Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua and their wives were disgusted, after scolding a few times, they removed the rice and ate it anyway.

Ye Chengjiang coughed dryly while pinching his throat, "I didn't do it on purpose, A Hai harmed me!"

"Did I tell you to spray it? Third Uncle, he must want to eat all the dishes alone. When eating wild peaches before, he licked the peaches assigned to him with his tongue before putting them in the bowl to wait to eat later, for fear that we would steal his, it was so disgusting."

"You're so disgusting."

Ye Chengjiang looked at him innocently, "Can't blame me, Third Uncle. They never have enough of whatever they eat. I had already licked them once, and when I came back after playing, the count was one less!"

Ye Yaodong: "..." ===== CHAPTER 341 =====