In 1978, my father asked a young man from Shanghai to bring a Panda brand radio for 120 yuan when he went home to visit relatives.

I can't help but say that this is a very loser's behavior.

As a farmer, my father's salary of more than 40 yuan a month was already considered a high-income class in Longjiang, but spending 120 yuan to buy a radio was indeed a very loser.

It is said that this panda radio can receive radio stations on trains, and it seems that many radios became dumb when they arrived on the train.

Whether this is true or not is no longer available, anyway, my father was very good at that time, and often carried it around the streets of the team.

According to Wan Feng's current words, this kind of behavior is pretending...

Stop! This word seems to be a bad word when used on my own Lao Tzu, so forget it.

This radio uses four No. 2 batteries, one of which can be listened to for a week.

However, in the later period, my father felt that he couldn't stand the No. 2 battery, so he changed to four No. 1 batteries, and put the four No. 1 batteries in the paper tube with a paper roll and tied to the back of the radio. The two ends of the battery are taped to the wires and the two-stage connection in the radio.

The radio went off, and it seemed that two batteries a month would be enough to use the No. 1 battery.

This was the idea given by a young man in the imperial city at that time and he started to connect.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Wan Feng, what he cares about is why such a small box can talk and sing?

Whenever Lao Tzu took it out and listened to it like a baby, Wan Feng followed behind to join in the fun, he really wanted to know what was in this radio.

When a young man from the countryside told him that there was a villain on the radio, his greatest wish was to see what the villain looked like.

Unfortunately, this wish was never realized, and it was not until he studied physics in middle school that he understood the general working principle of the radio, and realized that there were no villains in it.

But if Luan Feng had such a mind, she wouldn't be like he was just in the reverie stage at the beginning, she would have dismantled it directly.

Therefore, it would be extremely risky for this thing to be left to Luan Feng.

"What are you going to do with this tape recorder?" Luan Feng finally remembered a question after listening to five songs, and his eyes flashed at Wan Feng with countless little stars, which were full of flames of hope.

Her meaning was already very clear, and she very much hoped that Wan Feng would give her this tape recorder.

"Of course it's sold, can you keep such a valuable thing for yourself?" Wan Feng poured a basin of water without hesitation, extinguishing Luan Feng's flame of hope.

Even if she admits that if she resolutely refuses to dismantle it, he doesn't plan to leave it to her.

This fantasy can't be left for her at all, she already has a gramophone, so if she wants to get a tape recorder, she has to go back and forth.

You can't have it both ways, and that's why he planned to get her a gramophone when he decided to make a tape recorder.

Besides, his aunt and future aunt are here, if he says it to her, won't it stir up contradictions among the people!

Luan Feng's eyes couldn't hide his disappointment, but one flame went out, and another flame burned again.

"And how much are you going to sell it for?"

Listen to this meaning, these two goods are ready to buy, what are you going to buy?

"Three hundred and five!"

Luan Feng was taken aback, this thing is so valuable!

It's not that she can't afford to buy it now, she has saved more than 600 yuan herself after working for so long, but let her spend 350 yuan to buy this thing?

To buy it or not to buy it?

Wan Feng naturally saw the psychology of this girl, but he didn't expect that he added fifty yuan and still didn't scare her back, and he was still hesitating.

I had no choice but to say: "You can keep this tape recorder and listen to it before I sell it, try to listen to this Liu Xzheng when there are many people during the day, and listen to it at night when we are in our own family, and resolutely don't listen to Deng Xjun's tape when there are outsiders." ”

Deng Xjun's tapes, known as the sound of the Beauty, will be banned from sale and listened to in the next few years, and it is just an excuse to say that her songs are the Sound of the Beauty, mainly because of her true identity.

After all, when this thing died, it was covered with a blue sky and a white sun flag.

Luan Feng's head nodded like a chicken eating rice.

Wan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, after all, she dispelled her intention to buy it, if she recognized what this goods were, it would be difficult for several cows to pull it back.

In the previous life, his original partner was such a temper, and she would not change what she recognized even if she was forced with a gun, and she never listened to other people's advice.

Luan Feng is actually such a personality...、

Thinking of this, Wan Feng was startled: Did he fall into the pit again? This gave up a strong donkey, and this came a strong donkey?

hurriedly thought about Luan Feng's temperament carefully, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Luan Feng listened to him very much, which was the biggest difference between her and his original partner in his previous life.

Just listen to Lao Tzu.

"Can you record the songs you sang? I still think your songs are powerful and inspiring. ”

The mountain looked at the mountain, and Luan Feng made an unreasonable request again.

"Not now, you can try it when you have a blank band, and besides, I don't even have an accompaniment to listen to a cappella?"

"I love to hear your voice. ”

This stupid girl, how can she never talk through her head? Didn't you see my aunt and Jiang Xue smiling with a ghost?

"We'll talk about that later. ”

Next, Wan Feng taught them how to turn the belt and how to change the belt, this is not technical, and they memorized it all over again.

Then I wanted to ask how much cloth I still had at home, but before I could speak, I saw Zhang Hai come unexpectedly.

"Nephew, I want to talk to you about something. ”

The night owl entered the house - nothing to do, Wan Feng's mind very naturally appeared in this sentence.

The autumn night is no longer as hot as the summer night nor the frog chirping of the summer night, but there are autumn insects hiding in the shadows and calling angrily.

Wan Feng and Zhang Hai squatted on the host road leading to the brick factory, and the cigarette in Zhang Hai's hand was extinguished like a ghost fire in the night.

"Today the brigade held an emergency meeting to convey the spirit of the above, and this is what it means..."

Zhang Hai said a set of things without pulling or pulling, which took about five minutes.

"Nephew, do you understand?"

"Isn't it just a big bag, what's not to understand about this, remember what I told you a few months ago about the delivery to the household?"

"Remember, it seems to mean the same thing. ”

"It's just a meaning, what it means to be. ”

This seems to conflict with Wan Feng's memory, Wan Feng remembers that until the winter of 81, he left Jiangwei and returned to Longjiang without any contracting, why did he change after being reborn?

As a grass farmer, he didn't think that one of his rebirths would have any butterfly effect, he didn't have that qualification.

But the change was real, just like the piracy of the tapes, which appeared seven or eight years earlier.