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Chapter 112 "The Mole's Tale"(1/2)

In the courtyard of Liu Shikui's house, Liu Qingshan, Erbiaozi, Datou and others were installing antenna poles.

There is a pine wood pole that is more than ten meters long horizontally in the courtyard, and one end is placed on a bench to facilitate binding of the antenna.

Around me were a bunch of small bean buns, with twenty or thirty, all of whom were chattering and watching the fun.

When picking up the TV, Liu Qingshan was ready and bought an outdoor receiving antenna and a feeder worth tens of meters. As long as it is connected together, it will be done.

In this era, due to signal reasons, no matter in the city or in the countryside, any house with TVs must have an antenna pole outside the house, with TV antennas of various shapes on it.

Liu Qingshan even saw that he nailed the aluminum cover curtain at home.

After the feeder was connected, Datou and Erbiaozi carried the antenna pole and stood on the east end of Fangshan.

Tie the middle to the purlin and fix it below, and it will be stable.

"Oh, watch TV, watch TV!"

The little kids screamed and all ran into the house. In the blink of an eye, the kang was full, which scared the big cats from Liu Shikui's family to jump onto the quilt.

Si Feng'er and Wu Feng'er held hands and sat in the middle of the edge of the kang, facing the screen, with their little faces full of excitement.

Yang Hongying, who was in charge of the station transfer on the ground, asked: "Have you all finished your homework? Remember in the future, don't watch TV if you don't finish your homework!"

The kids stared at the TV screen with good eyes and answered neatly: "It's finished!"

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

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

Liu Jinfeng, who was in charge of contact, shouted outside.

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

"Come!"

The kids on the kang shouted in unison, and there was a brisk sound of music on the TV.

It's really interesting.

Liu Shikui also smiled. He had been fiddling with this thing for several days but didn't sound. His heart was like a cat.

I heard that the TV is so good that you can watch the news by sitting on the kang at home.

"Sanfeng'er, it's a sound, let's go!"

Liu Jinfeng lay down at the door and shouted outside again.

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

Suddenly, I heard a cheer from the room, "What a guy, the building of the house was almost lifted up."

Can you see clearly?

Liu Qingshan also hurriedly let go, ran to the window, and checked into the room.

"I can finally see a figure. It seems that it is not a human. Why is it a weird mouse?"

Erbiaozi also came over and muttered in confusion.

"Hahaha!"

The little kid in the room laughed.

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 Story".

"Bigou, come here quickly, it's so fun!"

Erbiaozi saw it with relish and did not forget to greet him.

"My shoe tip is pressed down by the wooden pole!"

A big head silly voice came from the other side of Fangshan.

Liu Qingshan and Er Biaozi hurried over. They just now let go together, and the pole fell to the ground and hit Big Head's feet.

"Look, did you hit your toes?"

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

"It's okay, my shoe happens to be the first size, and there is an empty piece in front of it."

Datou finally pulled out his shoes, and then he heard the house exploded:

"Oh, why is it gone again!"

"I want to see the mouse!"

"Wow……"

There were two young people who started to scream directly, and that guy was so sad that he cried.

In addition to shouting, the kids on the kang jumped in a hurry, stomping their feet hard.

"Stop jumping around, the kang face collapses in a while."

As soon as Liu Shikui finished speaking, he heard a thud. A little kid fell into someone else's body, and the kang mat under his feet obviously collapsed.

There was still fire in the stove pit, and soon it started to smoke. The children choked and coughed, but none of them were willing to move the pit because Liu Qingshan and the others turned the pole outside, and the picture reappeared in the TV.

"Hehe, hehe, hahaha..."

Er Jiazi still had tears on his face, and his mouth smiled foolishly as the scene inside the TV.

The other kids were almost the same, and they couldn't bear to blink. Seeing Yang Hongying frowned: You know, do you want it?

With a click, Liu Qingshan pressed the shutter and took pictures of the little dolls who were all crawling into the TV.

Then he murmured to Yang Hongying: "Sister, you have to write a TV tomorrow to know. These little guys are allowed to watch for half an hour every day."

"You should repair the kang quickly."

Yang Hongying pushed him, and Datou and Erbiaozi had already started working. It was the easiest way to change to a new adobe and then rub some mud.

After the cartoon was finished, the children breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had held their breath and didn't breathe.

"I still want to see the big mouse."

Sihuzi said something, which represented the voice of all children.

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

The little old lady corrected Sihuzi's wrong statement, then jumped to the ground and hugged Liu Qingshan's arm: "Brother, can you put the mole again?"

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

Of course no one was willing to move, and the little kids all acted as if they were ready to die: they would not leave even if they were beaten to death.

Erbiaozi picked up a feather duster to scare them, but it was useless at all.

I can't cure you yet!

Liu Qingshan clicked and turned off the TV.

The kids were stunned and all stared at him angrily, and some even clenched their fists.

Looking at these little bean buns, some of the tears were rolling in their eyes, and Liu Qingshan felt soft.

He knew how attractive the TV was for a child who had never watched TV.

But he also knows that children have poor self-control, are addicted to TVs, and stay in front of the screen all day, which has more disadvantages.

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

At the critical moment, it depends on the teacher. Yang Hongying's words really work. The children all thrust their faces and walked out with their heads drooping.

"Teacher, Caifeng and Shanxing have not left yet."

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

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

The fourth brother raised his chin and was then carried to the ground by Liu Qingshan: "You can't violate the regulations. From 6:00 to 7:00 p.m., it will be the time for you children to watch TV."

The little brother-in-law wanted to cry aggrievedly, but Shanxing pulled him out of the house. Liu Qingshan heard the chubby and said that he wanted to go play Galaha.

That's right, TVs are not the whole of 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.

When Liu Qingshan was used to watching the Animal World he hosted later, and listening to his news broadcast again, he always felt a little awkward.

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

The audience was replaced by grandparents, and Liu Shikui looked at Teacher Zhao on TV, so happy that he couldn't stop talking.

"It's finally purified."

Just as Liu Jinfeng was about to rest on the kang, she saw several old men enter the house happily and quickly arranged: "Grandpa Branch Secretary, Grandpa Guilty, you guys get on the kang quickly."

"Okay, Shikui, it's your Qingshan filial piety. You can bring all the movies back to you. You can know the world when you sit on the kang."

The old branch secretary was not polite, so he took off his shoes and went to the kang, watching the news with relish.
To be continued...
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